"A blind trick?!"

The young man has a somewhat broken voice.

"Ahem~"

The young man touched his neck with a wry smile on his face, "Is it so fantasy?"

In addition to monsters, do you even have blind eyesight?

...

The young man took a deep breath and asked, "Did grandpa do this?"

He even suspected that he had only seen the side of his grandfather all this time.

Grandpa hid many secrets.

Only now has he discovered the tip of the iceberg.

...

"Probably not."

Xiao Xiao shook his head.

The unexpected answer made the young man feel as if he was on a roller coaster of emotions, going up and down.

"no?!"

The young people couldn't believe it.

"This was painted by two people."

Xiao Xiao thoughtfully said, "It's just a feeling."

He is not a master of painting.

There is no subtle difference in brushwork between this scene and the surrounding landscape.

It should be said that this scene is integrated with the surrounding mountains and rivers, and it does not look like it was created by two people at first glance.

However, his intuition told him that this painting was indeed painted by two people.

…

The young man squinted his eyes for a while and then opened them wide.

It seems... it seems... um...

He doesn't know anymore.

Although it stands to reason that he should know his grandfather’s style best.

However, he did not inherit any of his grandfather's artistic qualities.

All I can say about painting is roughly whether it is good or bad.

Now I can’t even confirm whether it was done by my grandfather...

It is really shameful for him to be a grandson.

The young man smiled bitterly.

It's also my fault that he was impatient when he was a child.

Except for the freshness and curiosity in the first few times, later on, he would not stand aside and watch when his grandfather was painting.

At most, he would just say a few words about how beautiful his grandfather's paintings were when he showed them to him.

…

Although I am not sure, classmate Xiao’s reasons are too-

The young man pressed the corners of his eyes, looking so hard that his eyes were a little sore.

It's casual.

The young man picked a neutral word.

How can such a reason be convincing?

Feel?

It feels like this thing is the most inaccurate, okay?

…

"Classmate Xiao."

The young man looked at Xiao Xiao, "Besides feeling, do you have any other basis?"

Xiao Xiao shook his head.

"Actually, it doesn't matter who painted it."

"We only need to know that it is this painting that makes this room immune to evil spirits."

Well……

The young man was startled.

That's right...

But he was curious.

There is a big difference between yes and no for him.

This determines whether my grandfather is a hidden master!

…

"Why don't you just ask the old man?"

Xiao Xiao suggested with a smile.

"I want to ask too."

The young man couldn't help but sigh, and his tone was a bit low, "But his old man left half a year ago."

"Feel sorry."

Xiao Xiao looked startled, then lowered his eyes slightly.

"it's okay no problem."

The young man waved his hand, "You don't know."

"Alas~"

The young man sighed again, "It would be great if Grandpa was still here."

"Then I can ask him."

"Now the person is gone..."

"Some questions may never have answers."

…

Xiao Xiao raised his eyes and looked at the painting in front of him.

There was no regret in his heart.

Just a few strokes can keep monsters away.

This accomplishment in cultivation is astonishing.

Moreover, this painting was created decades ago.

Does this mean...the person who "put the finishing touches" on this painting is still there?

If possible, he really wanted to see each other.

…

"ah!"

The young man suddenly shouted.

The little white fox rolled his eyes.

It hates humans who are startled.

It's noisy.

…

Xiao Xiao gently touched the little white fox's head, then looked at the young man, "What's wrong?"

"I can ask grandma!"

The young people were a little excited.

"Maybe grandma knows something."
To be continued...