Chapter 386 Portrait
“I want to find the handwriting of the Lord of Qingqiu. He clearly left a handwriting when he dispersed his soul last time. Whoever gets the handwriting can become the new Lord of Qingqiu, Mr. I defeated other competitors, but I never found the calligraphy. I suspect it is still hidden in the house!" Li Zhi said unwillingly.
Sang Luo nodded and listened, "Well, you have been searching for so long, do you have any clues?"
"When I was drilling a hole nearby a few days ago, I found a place under this mansion. There is a barrier guarding the outside of the forbidden area. I can't get in no matter how hard I drill. I suspect that the old fox has forgotten the important things. The things are hidden there!"
Sang Luo frowned. She had been in the house for so long, but she didn't realize that there was a cave underneath... She used her mental power to explore, and it was indeed three feet deep underground. At this time, he was hindered by an energy barrier, and his mental power was bounced back.
Hidden there...is something important to Yan?
Sang Luo was curious.
"Take me there, I might be able to help you." She said.
Li Zhi stared at her in surprise, "You? Are you sure you want to help me? Aren't you from that old fox? Why do you want to help me?"
"Why do you talk so much. "Sang Luo raised the key in his hand, "You have two choices now, either take me over and I will help you untie your shackles and you can take the opportunity to escape, or I will hand you over to the gods."
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There was a battle between heaven and man in Li Zhi's mind, and he couldn't be more embarrassed than he was right now. He gritted his teeth viciously, "Okay, I'll take you there! Get this damn thing off me quickly!"
Sang Luo He untied the "mousetrap", looked at the bloody wound on his leg, and helped him heal it. Li Zhi was slightly stunned, and unnaturally got up from the ground and patted the hem of his clothes. The next second, another chain appeared in Sang Luo's hand and tied around his neck.
Li Zhi was furious, "What are you doing!"
He tried to pull the chain around his neck, and the harder he struggled, the tighter it became, until his face turned red and he could hardly breathe!
"I'm afraid you'll break your promise and run away. Don't worry, I will naturally help you untie it when you take me to the place."
The little calculation in Li Zhi's heart was completely extinguished, and he obediently led Sang Luo to find the entrance to the underground palace.
Li Zhi hesitated, "Can you really go in?"
"Yes."
She has Si Ye's talent for breaking through the realm, and her cultivation is higher than hers She can easily pass through the barriers set up by the orcs.
The black chain was retracted into her sleeve like a snake. She looked at the young man, "I kept my word and let you go. Why don't you leave?"
"I, I want to go in and have a look..."
If the handwriting of the Lord of Qingqiu is really hidden here, he will make a lot of money from this adventurous move!
Sang Luo smiled harmlessly, "I always keep my word, but I also like to change my mind midway. If you don't run away quickly, you won't have a chance to run away."
" I count three."
"Three, two..."
The young man's figure disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Run as far as you can.
Sang Luo withdrew her gaze and flattened the corners of her lips. She looked at the simple and heavy stone door in front of her, and for some reason she had a bad premonition in her heart.
Take a deep breath, open the door, and walk into the underground palace.
When I saw this scene, my pupils suddenly widened...
portrait.
Picture after picture.
The stone walls are covered with portraits.
The paintings are all of one person.
Sang Luo slowly approached a portrait without knowing what kind of mood he had.
In the portrait, there is a beautiful woman with red hair and red clothes. She is riding a horse and holding a whip in her hand. She is as bright as the sun and is indescribably beautiful. In another portrait next to her, she seemed to have encountered something unhappy. She was lying on the window edge with her hands on her chin, looking at the pink peach blossoms falling outside, not knowing what she was thinking.
There is also a painting of a woman in red sleeping, with long red hair scattered on the bed, fox ears popping out, and a charming and bright face... Just looking at it makes people fall in love.
It is enough to imagine the sweet attachment that the painter had in his heart when he painted this painting.
Every scene in the painting is lifelike, recording whether the woman is happy, laughing, or sad...
Only those close to the people in the painting who know them best are willing to spend so much money Time and pen and ink have drawn thousands of portraits of her.
Sang Luo walked to the stone platform in the center, and she saw the red dress again. It was really an old dress... It turned out that the real owner of this dress was the woman in the portrait.
There are four words carved on the top of the stone platform.
——Azumahime Wan.
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"Old village chief, do you know who the person in this painting is?" Sang Luo came to Jingshan and took a painting to show to Xu.
Xu took it and glanced at it, "Hey!" He stood up from the table, his hands trembling, "This! Where did you get the noble female?"
"An underground palace left by the Lord God. "
"...Hey!" Xu sat back on the chair and sighed, "I didn't expect that Lord Shen still couldn't let it go after so long."
"What is the identity of the person in this painting? With his outstanding appearance and extraordinary temperament, his status will definitely not be low."
Xu did not know the relationship between Sang Luo and Yan, and only thought that the two people were The simple master and apprentice did not hide it, "This is the princess of our Red Fox clan back then. She is extremely noble, and she was also the former lover of Lord God."
"..."
"One hundred thousand years ago, the Lord God fell in love with the princess. After the two fell in love with each other, they made a marriage contract. Unfortunately, the princess was harmed by an adulterer, and her beauty was unlucky, and she died on earth. On the wedding day." There was sadness in the old village chief's eyes, and he was obviously lamenting what happened to the beautiful couple.
Sang Luo didn’t speak for a long time.
Xu looked at the painting, then looked at her, and said with a smile, "The princess painted by Lord Shenzun is the same as before. If you look closely, the girl's eyebrows are somewhat similar to Her Royal Highness."
"Oh? Really?" Sang Luo glanced at the painting, but she couldn't quite tell.
"Yes, the eyes and mouth are a bit similar. The princess of our Red Fox tribe was a beauty that attracted world attention back then. The girl is certainly not bad, her beauty is unparalleled!"
Sang Luo paused. Suddenly smiled.
She understood everything in an instant.
No wonder Yan never blamed her for the intentional offense from beginning to end.
In addition to stimulating desires in that area, that kind of charm medicine can also confuse people's five senses under certain circumstances, achieving an aphrodisiac function similar to phantom love.
That time, it was not because of the aphrodisiac that aroused desire. Yan had just woken up and her senses were confused. He mistook her for the princess of the Red Fox tribe, and that was why he had such a wild night with her.
It's not that he can't break the illusion, it's that he doesn't want to break the illusory beauty and allows himself to sink in...
He left her by his side, and he just found someone. There are some similar substitutes. Let’s think about them when we see them.
All the doubts in Sang Luo's heart were answered at this moment. No wonder Yan was lukewarm towards her from the beginning to the end. He already had a sweetheart, and the underground palace was filled with portraits of condolences to the princess. How much love these two must have.
After his lover left, he had no care for the world, and death was actually a relief for him.
But I wonder if he would feel ashamed of the princess when he was with her?
Sang Luo returned to the underground palace and wanted to put the painting back.
The man in white stood in front of the stone platform, waiting for who knows how long.