The ancestors are reincarnating again

There is a big news in Siluo Lane recently, Zhou Feiyin from Zhou Zhai has someone!Although he is a man, he is basically out of order!

Zhou Feiyin is not only an 'otaku', but also a secular 'monk', with a single dog.

There were also people who hooked up with him, but in the end... the grass on the grave was probably four feet high.

Zhou Feiyin left the order, and almost everyone in Siluo Lane was discussing this matter, as if Zhou Feiyin talked about a partner and the whole world celebrated.

In Zhou's house, Bai Qi is holding a small bowl and sitting by the artificial pool to feed the fish. It's not that he has a good mood, but that Hei Qi is too noisy.

After the treasure fight, Bai Qi eats, drinks and plays all day long, and doesn't care about the fragments in the map of Fengshan Qiujing Yungui, so Hei Qi has been arguing with him every day recently.

Bai Qi was disturbed by Hei Qi and couldn't live in peace, so he simply came out to hide.

But Lu Haoming didn't ask him out during this time, Bai Qi had nowhere to go, so he could only lay down by the pond to feed and tease the fish in boredom.

"Let's eat, let's eat, whoever eats the fattest will get off the pot." Bai Qi muttered as he sprinkled fish food.

"Whew!" The school of fish that were still scrambling for food just now dispersed in an instant.

Bai Qi "..." Is this group of fish all mature?

"A Hua." Zhou Feiyin controlled the wheelchair and came by himself.

Bai Qi sprinkled all the fish food in the bowl into the pool, then patted his wrinkled clothes and stood up.

"What's the matter?" Bai Qi asked.

"Let you watch something." Zhou Feiyin gestured to him for the computer on his lap.

Bai Qi dragged a chair and sat beside Zhou Feiyin, staring at him as he turned on the computer and searched for a video news page.

In the video is an excavation site of an ancient tomb. A group of people are carefully cleaning up the ancient objects excavated from the tomb.

It was the tomb of a historian in the state of Zhou. Unearthed copper, porcelain and jade wares, as well as many stone murals and silk scripts, recorded some things about the state of Zhou.

Archaeologists translated a shocking secret that has deceived the world for thousands of years while sorting out the silk books.

During the Zhou Dynasty, there were two imperial painters in the palace, one was Du Xiao, and the other was Qingyun Gongzi Gu Hua.

The two live in the same painting garden, eat and live together, although they are not related by blood, they are better than inviting brothers.

Gu Hua, the son of Qingyun, knew a thousand characters at the age of two, read a thousand poems and essays at the age of five, and was famous all over the world for his painting "Peony Banquet" at the age of 12.

At the age of 15, Gu Hua was ordered to enter the palace as an imperial painter, and was trapped in a golden cage and isolated from the outside world.

Gu Hua, who lost his freedom, misses the vast world outside, and spent five years painting a masterpiece that has been handed down from generation to generation-the map of Fengshan Autumn Scenery and Clouds Returning.

One year, on the birthday of King Zhou, Du Xiaogu was ordered to create a painting to celebrate his birthday, and Gu Hua wanted to present the "Autumn Landscape of Fengshan Mountain with Clouds Returning".

Unexpectedly, on the night of the palace banquet, Du Xiao presented the "Autumn Landscape of Maple Mountains and Returning Clouds", while Gu Hua's painting was a picture of a blind black dragon falling into the sea.

Du Xiao leaped to the Dragon Gate because of his painting offerings. He was proud of his life and became a celebrity through the ages.

However, Gu Hua was imprisoned, blinded, had his limbs and bones severed, and died of injustice.

As soon as this news came out, the whole country was in an uproar. The Du family, who had always been proud of their ancestors, panicked and came forward to question whether the silk script in the tomb was believed.

"Autumn View of Fengshan Mountain and Returning Clouds" is a national treasure, and countless famous artists hoped to see the authentic one, but now there is such a scandal.

There was a lot of discussion on the Internet at this time, with some believing and some doubting, but no matter what, the Du family was pushed to the forefront.

Zhou Feiyin closed the computer and asked Bai Qi, "What did you do?"

"Yes." Bai Qi replied naturally, "There are countless unofficial biographies in history, shouldn't I be allowed to invent one?"

Zhou Feiyin stared at Bai Qi, and it took him a long time to reply, "It's not a fabrication."

The records on the silk book are all facts, Zhou Feiyin feels distressed every time he thinks of the pain Bai Qi endured during his lifetime.

"The tomb is real, and everything inside is also real. I just added one more thing inside." Bai Qi said.

"The content on the silk book can indeed cause the Du family to be in chaos for a while, but it won't last long." Zhou Feiyin reminded him.

Although dealing with the Du family was a bit troublesome, it was not difficult for Zhou Feiyin. If Bai Qi hadn't stopped him, he would have taught them a lesson.

"So, we have to strike while the iron is hot." Bai Qi wrapped his hands around Zhou Feiyin's shoulders like boneless snakes.

The cold touch of the skin made Zhou Feiyin's body stiff, and his throat rolled up and down a few times, "What do you want me to do?"

"I heard that you know how to find dragons and acupuncture points?"

"Yes."

Zhou Feiyin admitted that he didn't say a word about the fact that he had washed his hands and never touched the things in the tomb.

"I need a tomb."

"What tomb? Whose tomb?" No matter whose tomb, I can find it for him.

"My tomb." Bai Qi rolled his eyes and smiled charmingly.

"!!!" Zhou Feiyin was stunned, and didn't understand what he said for a while.

"I want you to help me build a tomb." Bai Qi added.

Bai Qi understands what it means to wash his hands in a golden basin, so he will not make it difficult for him to go to the grave for himself.

Zhou Feiyin stared at Bai Qi, and vaguely guessed about his plan, "Okay."

"Find someone with better Feng Shui." Bai Qi asked.

"That's natural." His tomb feng shui is naturally the best.

Zhou Feiyin's answer was too straightforward, Bai Qi stared at him deeply for a long time, "Am I bad?"

A smile flashed across Zhou Feiyin's face, "You are very cute."

Bai Qi "..." This man is not only lame but also blind, right?

Hei Qi hehehe, Bai Qi is so cute?Although it is said that beauty is in the eye of a lover, Zhou Feiyin's eyes are bloody, right?

In the Du family, a group of people gathered in the main hall to argue endlessly, and they were constantly shirking responsibility in a chaotic state.

Patriarch Du sat on it with a sullen face, looking at the mess in front of him with disappointment and disgust in his eyes.

Du Shaohui stood at the door and watched silently for a while, then turned around and left quietly.

Du Shaohui stayed away from the noisy main hall, sat down on a random step in the garden, took out a cigarette and lit it.

The garden was quiet, and Du Shaohui felt that this place was simply paradise compared to the quarreling crowd.

"Shaohui." Patriarch Du appeared in the garden at some unknown time.

Du Shaohui stubbed out the cigarette butt and stood up, "Third Uncle."

Mr. Du patted him on the shoulder and beckoned him to sit down together, "Do you think it's noisy?"

Obviously, he saw Du Shaohui when he left the main hall just now.

"Do you have any idea about the true owner of the map of Fengshan Qiujing Yungui?" Du Sanye asked him.

"It's not difficult to solve, but it is inevitable to give up some other things, abandoning soldiers to protect the handsome." Du Shaohui said.

"Do you think that is true or false?"

"Does it matter whether it's true or false? Now that Uncle San is in charge of the family, does the fate of the Du family still depend on a painting?"

Du Sanye looked at Du Shaohui, both gratified and emotional, "It would be great if everyone in our Du family had half of your heart."

Du Shaohui looked at Mr. Du with hesitant eyes, hesitant to speak.

"Let's talk." Du Sanye said.

"..." Du Shaohui was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Does Third Uncle want to divide the family?"

Mr. Du "..."

"With the ability and courage of the third uncle, even if the family is separated, they will not worry about coming back again, but with the leeches in the clan, no matter how rich the Du family is, it will be defeated sooner or later."

Now that it started, Du Shaohui wasn't afraid anymore, and simply said all the things he had been thinking about.

"Only by digging out the rotten flesh can we grow healthy new flesh in the future. After all... long-term pain is worse than short-term pain."

Du Sanye sat silently, while Du Shaohui quietly accompanied him.

After a long time, Mr. Du patted him on the shoulder and stood up, "Go, let's go back."

"……it is good."

In the Zhou residence, Bai Qi stood at the desk in front of the window, holding a paintbrush in his hand, and was seriously drawing on the drawing paper.

On the drawing paper is a field of peonies competing for splendor, which are as lifelike as if they are alive.

Hei Qi lay on his shoulder, it was so distressed that it couldn't figure out many things, it was about to explode.

"Is the host planning to bring down the Du family?" Hei Qi asked.

"Xiaoqi, in a peaceful society, be gentle in dealing with things, too violent and easy to hurt yourself."

Black Seven "..."

Does he have the face to say such a thing?Which irritable God smashed himself at the slightest disagreement?If his temper hurts his health, he would have exploded!

"Starting to slander me again?" Bai Qi glanced at Hei Qi and asked with a half-smile.

"Where is it?" Hei Qi refused to admit it.

The phone on the table rang, and Bai Qi calmly put down the last stroke, appreciating it carefully for a while before walking towards the phone.

The quiet phone rang for the second time, and Bai Qi answered, "Hello?"

"Brother Hua, it's me, Lu Haoming." Lu Haoming's voice sounded.

"What's the matter? Are you asking me out?" Bai Qi asked.

"...Uh." Lu Haoming was embarrassed.

About Bai Qi?How dare he?Who in C City doesn't know that he belongs to Zhou Feiyin?Zhou Feiyin defended himself like a dog, and now he couldn't even enter the gate of Zhou's house.

Zhou Feiyin's jealousy was measured in tons, and Lu Haoming had to keep a distance from Bai Qi because he was afraid of being retaliated against.

"I want to tell you about the Du family." Lu Haoming changed the subject, "The Du family is in big trouble."

The Lu family and the Du family are sworn enemies now, and Lu Haoming wished that the Du family would suffer bad luck. If it wasn't for the fear of bad repercussions, he would have bought firecrackers from the east of City C to the west of City C to celebrate.

"Is it the real owner of the map of autumn scenery in Fengshan and Yungui? I already know about it from the news." Bai Qi said.

"Master Qingyun, the painter recorded in the tomb owner's silk script, is also named Gu Hua, who has the same name as you. Do you think it's a coincidence?"

Bai Qi looked out the window, with a slight smile on his face, "What a coincidence, I was also taken aback."

Black Seven "..." the host of the playwright.

In a secret room in Zhou's residence, nine ever-burning lamps were lit in a circle, and complicated runes were carved on the ground, and all sides of the secret room were sealed.

Zhou Feiyin held a copper compass in his hand, and there was a dragon entrenched on the cover of the compass.

Zhou Feiyin seemed to be tired. He closed his eyes and closed the cover of the compass, leaning all his weight on the wheelchair.

After a while, Zhou Feiyin's eyes opened again. He supported the table and stood up slowly.

When his body left the wheelchair, he paused for a while and tentatively moved forward.

"Bang!" The weak legs made Zhou Feiyin's body go limp, and he fell to the ground.

Zhou Feiyin fell to the ground, slowly clenched his hands supporting the ground, staring at his legs with a sullen expression.

He paid the price of his legs in exchange for something that shouldn't belong to him, but now, the price that he didn't care about at first is...

He waited for him, and he could present the best of everything in the world to him for him to choose, but he couldn't give him the best of himself.

Is this retribution?