"Student Xiao?"

Xiao Xiao's silence made the young man feel strange, "What's wrong?"

"us……"

“Finally found.”

Xiao Xiao looked at the young man with a side face.

"ah?"

The young man was a little confused and asked subconsciously, "What-"

His voice came to an abrupt end.

He thought of a possibility.

"You, you mean..."

The young man opened his eyes widened, and his voice became louder and louder unconsciously. "Has the thing that blocked the monster from entering the house been found?!"

The little white fox shook his ears.

His eyes were half-shook and he glanced at the young man sideways.

It's really noisy.

The young man was shocked.

After a moment of confusion, he didn't care about this episode.

He asked urgently, "What is Xiao, what is it?"

"What was that thing you found?"

"So it's in my bedroom?"

“In my bedroom…”

There was nothing special in his bedroom.

All are common furniture.

Bed, bedside table, wardrobe, desk...

The young man glanced at the objects he was very familiar with.

After a round, I still had no clue.

He was just about to listen to Xiao Xiao’s answer.

His eyes fell on the painting ahead.

He was stunned.

Could it be...

"It's this painting."

The sounds in his ears verified his conjecture.

The young man swallowed.

"Guru~"

Is it really this painting?

If you want to say that the only thing that is a bit special in his room...is this painting.

He knows.

But……

"This painting was painted by my grandfather and gave it to me."

The young man murmured.

Instead of buying it from a stall.

Just like the routines that are often found in novels...

This painting is really a work by my grandfather when he was young.

He could remember that he could see his grandfather taking out this painting from time to time to appreciate, looking like he loved it.

He also said that this painting is his peak.

No other works in the following can surpass this one.

So, a year ago, when grandpa gave him this painting, he was really surprised.

He subconsciously refused.

He knew how much grandfather liked this painting.

But grandpa's attitude is very firm.

Later, he always wondered if his grandfather had expected that his time was coming, so he insisted on giving his favorite painting to his grandson with his own hands?

Whenever he thinks of this, he feels a little sad.

......

The young man shook his head.

Grandpa doesn't like to see him look so useless.

Grandpa has always lived in his heart.

Could it be...his grandfather is actually a hidden master?

Young people suddenly had a whim.

So before your death, I gave my grandson a treasure?

Thinking about it this way...it doesn't seem impossible?

No, no.

The young man shook his head.

Before he could make up his mind, he just thought about everything...

He looked at the painting, his eyes widened to the extreme.

He asked, "Student Xiao, how did you know it is this painting?"

"What did you find?"

"Or...what special smell does this painting have?"

When the young man said this, he couldn't help but find it a little funny.

But all monsters exist...

Then, the so-called aura of treasure is not that ridiculous, right?

......

"Look at this place."

Xiao Xiao signaled the young man to get closer to the painting.

His fingers pointed to a place.

"where?"

The young man muttered softly, his nose was about to touch the painting.

He has read this painting countless times.

I watched it with my grandfather, after I left...

He could recall the details of this painting in his mind.

That's what he thought.

Now, he is not sure.

......

“On this cliff that extends out.”

Xiao Xiao reminded the young man who was full of eagerness and confusion.

“Have you seen a thatched hut?”

"There is a person playing the piano in the room..."

With Xiao Xiao’s description, the fog in front of the young man gradually faded away, and some outlines appeared.

His eyes widened a little longer.

"this......"
To be continued...