Yan Changgui was not very sure in his heart, he was unwilling to let go of every detail, what did he ignore.

Is there a painting missing?

This question has always been haunting his mind, and he can't remember how he returned to modern times, and he can't tell the difference between dream and reality.

Yan Changgui put down the painting in his hand, got up and went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and took out a few cans of beer.

Now drinking has become a habit for him, and only when he is drunk and groggy can he let go of his thoughts about her a little.

After drinking some wine, he picked up the paintings and examined them carefully, each painting was familiar and unfamiliar, and after thousands of years, these paintings were still as new.

What happened thousands of years ago.

Following.

Yan Chang returned to the library and found books that recorded various wild histories of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and flipped through them page by page.

In three days, he flipped through dozens of wild history books of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The historical records do not say that the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Zhou Wude, was cuckolded, and some irrelevant concubines are not even recorded in the historical records.

On the contrary, there is a rumor in the history of the wild that the women of the entire harem have cuckolded the emperor, but he doesn't know it.

Yan Changgui closed the book, rubbed his forehead, and then walked to the bookcase and pulled out a wild history book.

When he saw the word "Painted Immortal", his eyes condensed slightly, and a sharp pain came from his brain.

Perhaps, because he returned to modern times and history returned to the right track, his memory was unstable and even slowly disappearing.

It is recorded in the book that the painting fairy entered the palace with a sword and took away the body of the imperial concubine.

A few images flashed in his head, he left the palace with Yun Nishang in his arms, and then drove her back to Chongyang in a carriage.

Yan Changgui covered his aching heart and continued to remember.

The real beauty picture was handed over to the people of the Yan family, and he rushed to the snow-capped mountain with the corpse.

Corpses decay, and tombs aren't built that quickly......

Yan Changgui's eyes were red, and he remembered seeing that he had cremated Yun Nishang's body, and then packed the ashes.

"Are you alright, sir?" The library attendant asked.

The wild goose returned to his tyrannical mood and said, "I'm fine. ”

After saying that, he stood up suddenly and walked out quickly.

In the afternoon of the same day, Yan Changgui rushed to the ancient tomb with a beautiful picture, regardless of the bad weather, let the plane send him into the mountain, and stepped into the ancient tomb alone, this time the feeling is no longer strange, but familiar.

Because, here he supervised the workers to cause.

Entering the ancient tomb, Yan Changgui saw the coffin that had not been moved, walked over and stroked it gently.

He raised his eyes and swept around, took out the paintings from his bag, and he hung them back one by one, and finally, he took out the picture of a beautiful woman and hung it where one painting was missing.

"Boom—" The sound of the stone moving sounded.

Yan Changgui turned around and watched as the coffin began to change, the mechanism moved inch by inch, and the last round stone protruded, revealing a round urn.

He walked over slowly, picked up the urn, and whispered, "Nishang, I'll take you home." ”

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Yan Changgui returned to Kyoto with the urn, closed the art gallery, and lived in the old house.

He retrieved a piece of quaint rice paper from the relics of the painting immortal and locked himself in his room.

After drinking a little wine, he took out the pen and ink he had prepared and put it on the table, and then cut his fingers to drip blood into the ink.

For a day and a night, he stayed in his room and redrew a picture of a beautiful woman.

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