The devil is coming, please be careful

Chapter 701 Who is the person in the painting

"He named this place, Samsara." Shui Yiqian said again abruptly, and then took the lead towards the thatched cottage.

Min Xing and Rong Xuan followed behind.

Shui Yiqian reached out to push the door of the thatched cottage, and the door creaked open, revealing everything inside.

The furnishings in the thatched hut are very simple, a bed, a table, a chair, and some necessities of life, other than that.

It can be seen that there have been people living here.

Could that person be Shuying?

Min Xing looked at the layout of the thatched cottage, and a figure appeared in his mind, thin, tall and lonely.Eat and drink alone, sleep alone.

Everything is just one person.

Shui Yiqian stood at the door and closed her eyes, calmed down the turbulent emotions, walked to the bedside familiarly, and then found a scroll from under the pillow.

"Look for yourself." Shui Yiqian handed the scroll to Min Xing, speaking in a bad tone, but holding the scroll carefully.

Min Xing took it, and slowly unfolded the painting in front of Rong Xuan and Shui Yiqian.

On the scroll is a picture of peach blossoms, the bright moon hangs high, the shadows of the trees are whirling, a tree of peach blossoms is in full bloom, there are two people in the painting, a man in white is playing the piano with plain hands, although separated by a painting, it seems to be able to hear the curling voice at that time The sound of the piano; the woman in red is holding a pen in her hand, as if she is painting, her brows are slightly frowned, and she seems to be distressed about how to write.

There is another line of poem next to it: Sparse shadows and slanting waters are clear and shallow, dark fragrances float and moon dusk.

The signature was indeed Shuying, Qin Shuying.

The moment he saw this painting, Minxing's brain became dizzy uncontrollably for a moment, the picture in front of him began to become blurred, and then the scene in the painting gradually became three-dimensional, vivid and real.

"Qingqian, you really don't plan to go back to find him?" The man's voice was beautiful, like spring water in the mountains, like a song in the clouds.

The woman pursed her lips and snorted softly, "No, that bastard is going to marry someone else, and I don't want to see him again in my life. Shuying, you are the best."

"Come back to your senses!" A familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ear, revealing a trace of forbearable anxiety and anger, Min Xing suddenly came back to his senses, and met Rong Xuan's worried eyes.

In the next moment, the picture in front of me shattered, and there was no longer the young man in white playing the piano, nor the young girl in red painting. It was as if everything had never happened.

Min Xing was stunned, closed the painting, and said to Rong Xuan: "I'm fine."

Rong Xuan didn't believe it, but he didn't continue to ask any more questions, he just snatched the painting from Min Xing's hand and was about to destroy it.

Shui Yiqian's expression changed drastically, and he wanted to grab the painting, "No!"

Minxing also had the urge to take the painting away, but she didn't move, and held back tightly.

But Rong Xuan still failed to destroy the painting in the end.

The picture scroll turned into powder from Rong Xuan's palm, and fell to the ground profusely, but soon, those powders gathered together again, and in the blink of an eye, the scroll was intact as before.Although the back of the painting is facing up, it can still be seen that the scroll is not damaged in the slightest.

Shui Yiqian rushed forward, picked up the painting, hugged her tightly in her arms without even looking at it, stared at Rong Xuan warily, "I won't let you touch this painting again!" The voice lowered, "The only thing he left me is this painting."

Min Xing looked at Shui Yiqian holding the painting like this, and asked out of nowhere, "Is the person in the painting me? Shui... Qingqian?"

(End of this chapter)