genius divination

Chapter 1298 Tanabata
"But I have another worry." Cang Yunxiao frowned.

"What?" Fan Jiannan looked at him and said.

Cang Yunxiao thought for a while and said, "For the time being, it doesn't matter why they left without saying goodbye. But obviously, they are all preparing to do something. Moreover, this is something they don't want others to know .Since this is the case, if we intervene, will it go against their original intention."

"I understand what you mean. You want to say that they must have their own reasons for doing this, and we should not interfere. However, what we are discussing is the masters of Wushu people, including my father. They did They are very powerful, but they are already old. Whether it is Lin Ruogu, my father, or even Luo Sihai, the master of Zuoxiang." Fan Jiannan said slowly, "I am worried that there are some things that they cannot handle."

Cang Yunxiao frowned, "Are you worried that they will be in danger?"

"I don't know, but I must prevent danger from happening." Fan Jiannan said slowly, "I will go to Suzhou tomorrow, and none of you should stop me."

"We will not stop you. Fan Jiannan, whenever you need help, we will be by your side. As long as we are still alive." Cang Yunxiao said calmly. "If you have already decided, then I will go with you. Don't forget, I am also one of the five masters. If this is our responsibility, some old people should not bear it."

"Yes, I will be with you, no matter when." Feng Yuan nodded.

Fan Jiannan nodded, smiled and said, "Thank you."

Fan Jiannan and others bid farewell to Linghuxiang and others the next day.But they didn't go directly to Suzhou, because there is no airport in Suzhou.The closest one is Shuofang Airport in Wuxi.But Wuxi and Suzhou are actually very close.He decided to go home first, maybe he could find some clues left by his father.

Back to the familiar hometown.Fan Jiannan opened the door and found that everything in the house was in order, as if the resident had just left.He looked at the newspaper on the table, the date was three days ago.He knew that his father had the habit of reading the newspaper every day at home, and the date of this newspaper said everything.

It seems that his father Fan Jianqiang left not long ago, only two or three days at most.Counting the days, it should coincide with the time when the other two disappeared suddenly.This further confirmed Fan Jiannan's speculation that these old masters of the five arts must have some special reasons.

He inspected the room at home again. Things were organized in an orderly manner and looked very tidy.Even the room he used to live in was tidy.Fan Jiannan looked it over and found nothing special.Then he turned and went upstairs. In the upstairs studio, he stood in front of the oil painting in a daze.That oil painting was painted by him before, and the woman on it was the image of his mother in his impression.There is only one outline, and the drawing is not complete.Because he has a very vague impression of his mother, only through his father's description.

But in front of this painting, there is a white rose.It should be put by Fan Jianqiang, the rose is still very fresh and not withered.It should have been left before he left.

Fan Jiannan was slightly distracted, he could even feel his father's state of mind at that time.There is no doubt that this painting is the most cherished thing of their father and son.But what caused Fan Jianqiang to leave?Fan Jiannan was puzzled.

"Jiannan, look at this." Feng Yuan said behind him.

Fan Jiannan came back to his senses, turned around and said, "What?"

"It's a mobile phone, it seems to be your father's mobile phone." Feng Yuan picked up the mobile phone from the sofa and handed it to him.

Fan Jiannan nodded, and said with a wry smile, "Yes, I gave it to him before. It's been several years, and I haven't changed it." He turned on the phone, looked through it, shook his head and said, "There is nothing. There is no call record, Except for the text message of the weather forecast for the last two or three days, there is no other information."

"How is it possible?" Feng Yuan frowned, "The service information of the weather forecast is sent every day, it can't be only two or three days. Unless..."

Fan Jiannan nodded, "Unless he deleted the call records and all the text messages before he left."

"Even if ordinary people want to leave, they wouldn't do that, right? Unless those call records and messages contained something that he didn't want others to find out." Feng Yuan looked at Fan Jiannan and said.

"It's possible, but we can't find it." Fan Jiannan sighed, put down his phone, and walked downstairs.Cang Yunxiao and Zuo Xiang sat on the sofa and waited for him.Seeing him going downstairs, he hurriedly said, "How about it, did you find anything?"

"No." Fan Jiannan shook his head in disappointment, "He didn't leave anything behind."

"I'm afraid not necessarily." Cang Yunxiao handed him a piece of paper and said, "Let's take a look."

Fan Jiannan frowned, "What is this?"

"The left minister found it on the sofa just now. I don't know what it is. I looked a little weird, like..." Before Cang Yunxiao finished speaking, Fan Jiannan whispered, "This is Wuwen."

"Then, what is the meaning of the wuwen written on it?" Cang Yunxiao hesitated, "Is this some kind of clue left by your father?"

Fan Jiannan stared at these strange patterns, thought for a while, and said, "I've seen this before. It's one of the very few words in Shamanic that have been proven to mean time."

"Time?" Cang Yunxiao asked strangely, "What time?"

"This should be the seventh day of the seventh lunar month." Fan Jiannan frowned.

"Lunar calendar?" Cang Yunxiao frowned, "The lunar calendar is different from the traditional lunar calendar, and can be traced back to the very ancient summer calendar. So what does the seventh day of the seventh month mean, and why did your father keep it?"

Fan Jiannan said helplessly, "I want to know too."

"I know!" Feng Yuan exclaimed suddenly, "Isn't the seventh day of the seventh lunar month the Qixi Festival?"

Qixi Festival, also known as Qiqiao Festival, Qiqiao Festival or Seven Sisters’ Birthday, originated in China. It is a traditional festival in Chinese areas and some East Asian countries influenced by Han culture. Begging for ingenuity, so it is called "Qiqiao".However, due to the influence of some folk legends, especially the meeting of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl on the Qixi Festival has a great influence.So now some people say it is Chinese Valentine's Day.

Cang Yunxiao and Fan Jiannan didn't think of this incident for a while, but now they suddenly recalled it after hearing Feng Yuan say this.

"On Chinese Valentine's Day, we meet at the Magpie Bridge..." Fan Jiannan suddenly jumped up, "Wu Que Bridge! Could it be alluding to Wu Que Bridge?!"

(End of this chapter)