Chapter 145 Portrait
Everyone walked quickly for several hours.
Walking in the heavy rain, a person's body temperature drops rapidly. Chen Yulou saw that several brothers were pale and their legs and feet were weak, so he knew that he needed to find a place to stay as soon as possible.
Ye Bai found a bamboo house on a mountainside in the distance, so he led everyone to rush to the bamboo house.
This bamboo house is located next to a bamboo forest, surrounded by fences, and has some vegetables planted inside. It looks like a place where people often live.
"Is there anyone inside? We are businessmen on the road. We happened to encounter heavy rain and were trapped by flash floods. We want to take a rest in Guibao for a day..." Chen Yulou called several times, but no one answered.
With the tip of his nose, Ye Bai smelled the smell of blood coming from inside, so he pushed open the bamboo door and walked towards the bamboo house.
At this moment, the bamboo house was suddenly opened, and a big man with a thick face and blood on his hands walked out.
Seeing so many people standing in front of his house, the big man was startled. He quickly pulled out the hatchet from his waist and pointed it at Ye Bai and others.
When Chen Yulou saw this, he quickly stepped forward and said: "Heroes, don't worry, we are businessmen on the road..."
Before he finished speaking, the big man pointed at his ears and mouth, indicating that he couldn't hear or speak.
It turns out he is a deaf-mute, no wonder no one responded to his calls just now.
Chen Yulou had no choice but to explain with gestures, introduced everyone's origins, and explained that he was just trying to escape the rain and had no ill intentions.
This man was also a real person. He threw the hatchet in his hand and invited everyone into the house.
Entering the room, the smell of blood was even stronger. A big white tiger lay in the middle, with half of its white tiger skin peeled off.
Ye Bai frowned. No wonder the tiger's den had been flooded for so long and the tigress hadn't returned. It turned out that she was buried here.
Judging from the figure of this big white tiger, it seems that it is still the one that wanted to attack them that night.
Seeing that the little white tiger was still sleeping soundly in the cage behind him, Ye Bai sighed and did not wake it up.
Chen Yulou glanced at Ye Bai, gestured to the man, and asked about the origin of the tiger.
The man made squeaking gestures, saying that yesterday the big cat tried to attack him, but he killed it with a bow and arrow, so he dragged it back and wanted to skin it, so he could sell it for a good price in the town.
Chen Yulou nodded and saw that the bamboo house was surrounded by bows, arrows and animal skins, and knew that this man made a living by hunting.
The man usually lives alone in a bamboo house, and since few people come to this mountain, he is very enthusiastic towards Chen Yulou, Ye Bai and others.
First, he built a stove for everyone and heated up hot water. Then he wanted to cook some tiger meat for everyone to try.
But everyone said they had brought food and were unwilling to eat tiger meat, so the man gave up.
Chen Yulou then gave the canned fruit he brought to the man. The man had never eaten anything so sweet. He kept smiling innocently and gave Chen Yulou a thumbs up from time to time, indicating that the food was delicious.
After eating, the man led everyone to an unused bamboo house to rest, and then went to skin the tiger again.
"This man should be an ordinary hunter, there is nothing wrong with him." After the man left, Chen Yulou said.
Ye Bai nodded. He thought there was nothing wrong with this person, so he took the little white tiger out and fed it.
The little white tiger was hungry for a long time. The beef jerky was sweet and he ate very happily.
Ye Bai shook his head. If this little guy knew that his mother was gone, he might not be like this.
After feeding the little white tiger, Ye Bai put it back into the cage. When he looked up, he saw Chen Yulou staring blankly at a painting.
This painting was hung in a corner of the bamboo house, a little awkward. Ye Bai saw it when he came in, but didn't notice anything wrong with it.
"Brother, what did you find?" Ye Bai stepped forward.
"Look, the content of this painting is a bit complicated." Chen Yulou frowned slightly and said: "The person in the painting is standing on the rough water, holding a magic sword and talisman, as if he is doing something. This painting is very good.
It’s everyone’s style, but there is no name or seal on the entire painting.”
Ye Bai couldn't appreciate the technique of landscape painting: "Maybe it's just a random work by a certain painter, there should be nothing wrong with it."
Chen Yulou stretched out his hand and pointed: "There is another place, there is something under the water."
"Is there something under the water?"
Ye Bai stared at the painting again, and sure enough he found a long black shadow under the rough water.
If it weren't for the light, I wouldn't be able to see clearly.
"What is this?" Ye Bai frowned.
Could it be that the people above are doing this to get rid of things underwater?
Chen Yulou shook his head, touched the painting with his hand and said: "The material should be from modern times, no more than a hundred years old. It is probably passed down by the Orion ancestors."
Chen Yulou ordered: "Sixth Son, go and invite the Orion over, and be polite."
"Okay."
After the man came in, Chen Yulou started to make gestures and asked about the information on the painting.
Unexpectedly, the man didn’t know much about this painting. He said that it was passed down to him by his father and it had been hanging in this house for many years.
Seeing that Chen Yulou was interested in the painting, the man took the two of them to another bamboo house and said that this was his father's former room and it was now a utility room.
This room is not big, and there is a desk placed by the window. It is indeed filled with all kinds of sundries, and there is also a thick layer of dust on the desk.
It was still raining outside. Ye Bai opened the window and found that the scenery outside was a bit familiar.
Isn’t this exactly the scene in the painting?
But the water level at this time is not as high as in the painting. If it rains for a few more days and the flash floods come up, it may be the same as the scene in the painting.
Chen Yulou also noticed this scene, and looked at Ye Bai with a heavy heart.
If the scene in the painting is real, then the things underwater are probably real too.
I just don’t know if the master in the painting got rid of the underwater things.
The two of them thought of the huge black shadow they met on the Yellow River during their trip to the Blackwater River. Think about it, that kind of thing is simply beyond the power of human beings.
It would be nice if these two black shadows were not the same thing.
Chen Yulou asked Hanzi for information about his father.
When he mentioned his father, the man looked a little sad and said that his father went out when it rained so heavily and never came back again.
He was only a teenager at that time, and it has been more than 20 years in a flash.
Chen Yulou gestured again and asked: "What relics did your father leave behind?"
The man thought for a moment and began to rummage through the room. After a while, he pulled out a wooden box from the corner.
When he opened it, there was a Taoist robe and half a booklet inside.
This booklet seemed to contain a genealogy. Half of it had been torn off, leaving only a few pages with a row of names of people named Zhang written on them.
The man pointed at the last name, smiled foolishly, and indicated that it was him.
Ye Bai took a look and saw that Zhang Fengyuan was from the Feng generation, but these three characters seemed to have been added later.
Chen Yulou knew the origin of the person named Zhang in this book and couldn't help but said: "This book should have been left by an expert from Longhu Mountain. This man named Zhang Jifeng was the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain in the previous generation. I once
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