Chapter 120： Obsession

This made me have a keen interest in the owner of this stone room, especially since this owner looks so similar to me.

After eating the steamed buns and drank a few more mouthfuls of water, I felt that my stomach was not so hungry, so I stood up and checked here.

This is like a treasure hunt in a secret room, and I always feel that other surprises may be found.

Like Aunt Joe, I fumbled on the wall.

But after a while, one of the reliefs suddenly started to move.

Immediately afterwards, the stone slab under my feet began to move, and after waiting for a while, a hole was exposed, and there was a step directly below.

"Aunt Joe—"

I said in shock.

"It turns out there is still below."

With that said, she checked at the entrance of the cave first, and then said to me: "It's ventilated, let's go in and take a look."

Hearing what she said, I followed her down.

After we went down the steps, the upper hole was closed again.

With a flashlight in my hand, I am not afraid of the dark.

"Follow the direction of the breeze."

In the dark, I heard Aunt Joe say.

"Why is there no Ye Mingzhu here?" I sighed a little.

"Let's go over there."

With that said, Aunt Joe grabbed my hand, and I couldn't care about holding the flashlight and looking to the sides, so I followed her closely.

Following the direction of the outlet, we have been walking a long way along a corridor.

When Aunt Qiao was standing at the entrance of the cave with a flashlight, looking at the weeds beyond my knees, I wanted to get my feet back.

"I didn't expect it to lead to the valley."

"Is no one in this valley?" I asked Aunt Joe.

Aunt Qiao shook her head: "This is called the Valley of Death. This valley is surrounded by mountains, and next to Death Valley, the mountain is like being separated by people. The reason it is called Death Valley is because People easily fall off the cliff from there.

It is for this reason that if you want to get out of this village, you can only escape from that road.

Unexpectedly, passing from here, it would go straight into Death Valley.

Now the sky is slightly bright, and it looks very deserted because of overgrown weeds.

However, it can still be seen vaguely that this place should have been regarded as a back garden a long time ago.

In fact, leaving these ignorant villagers aside, this place has beautiful scenery and beautiful scenery. If it were not for the inconvenient transportation, it would not have become such a backward place.

And this Death Valley, which is rarely visited by people, is even more beautiful.

Shining it with a flashlight, under the light, you can see a sea of ​​flowers of various colors in front of you.

Although it is a few small wild flowers, the shards feel like being in a sea of ​​flowers.

"Let's rest here first, and wait for dawn to see here."

I nodded, and then followed Aunt Joe back.

The current time is supposed to be five o'clock in the morning, when the dew is the heaviest, and the grass leaves are covered with dew.

And the coldness of this morning really makes people feel cold.

After we returned to the previous place, we started to look at it intentionally.

Compared with the previous boudoir, this place is more like a living room, and next to it, each has a door.

After we went in, we discovered that it was a place for wine.

One is a wine shelf with wine-making jars on which the words "Peach Blossom Brewing" are written.

The wine jar is mostly a wine rack.

"I don't know if I can drink this wine now?" I couldn't help laughing.

"It should be possible. The longer the wine is left, the more fragrant it will be. It is estimated that this altar is also worthless."

"I don't think anyone would dare to drink."

Although the longer it gets, the more fragrant it gets, but I really suspect that after so many years, the shelf life has passed.

I was not very interested in wine, so I took Aunt Qiao to the other room.

After we opened another room and went in, we saw that it was a study room.

There are desks and bookshelves. The bookshelves are filled with various ancient books.

Seeing these ancient books, my heart was pounding.

"Aunt Qiao, how great it would be for you to say that these books can be taken out. I think these books are probably gone now. These are all cultural treasures left over from history."

I am quite willing to gold and silver jewelry, but when I saw this cabinet of books, my heart was shaken.

It's a pity that these things are weathered here.

I didn't dare to reach out and touch them, for fear that these things would break if I touch them.

If possible, bring the box with you, save these items one by one, and finally use professional means to rub off the writing on it.

"It's a pity that these books are here. If we can come next time, we will take them away!"

When I heard Aunt Qiao's words, my eyes lit up instantly.

"But you can't touch it now, if it's damaged, there's no way to repair it now."

Hearing this, I nodded repeatedly.

"Aunt Qiao I know."

After reading these books, and then looking at this study room, there are a lot of paintings hanging in this study room.

Some are paintings of that woman, some are paintings of men, and there are portraits of men and women standing together.

The above actions are different, just like recording the lives of two people.

"I thought all those who cultivated the Taoism were alone! But Aunt Qiao, are you sure that this woman is a Taoism?"

"It looks like they are dressed up, and the man next to them seems to be the same, but their Taoist uniforms are different from the traditional ones.

"I think these two people match well, just like a couple."

"To be honest, I think the man in this painting looks very similar to Qiao Liang."

I looked at the man on the painting and couldn't help but speak.

Hearing this, Aunt Qiao was surprised: "Really?"

I nodded: "At least eight points are similar."

"If you change into an ancient costume, it will be at least nine points similar."

Especially looking at this painting, it seems like I saw Qiao Liang and I wearing ancient costumes.

I never thought that one day I would see such a miraculous thing, this kind of chance could be hit by me.

It's like a guide to fate in the dark.

"Perhaps you and Qiao Liang were predestined in your previous life."

"Maybe there was no destiny in the last life." I sighed lightly.

I looked down at the half-written poem on the table, and my heart suddenly felt painful.

"once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking……"

There are traces of smudges in the handwriting above. When I want to write this poem, the owner should be in tears.

Thinking of my relationship with Qiao Liang, the soreness is even more uncomfortable, making people breathless.

Qiao Liang...

The feelings that have been suppressed, the pain that has been deliberately forgotten, at this moment, Qi Qi is in his heart.

The throat was sweet, and some blood came out from the corner of his mouth.

I wiped it with my hand, looked at the blood on my hand, and quietly put my back behind me.

"Qiao Yi, I'll go outside to get some breath."

I think the atmosphere of the study is too sad. The two people in the painting look at how happy Donne is, and the tears of the poem seem to be sad.

I have heard people say that some old things will carry the unforgettable feelings of the owner, if it is too strong, the people in contact will also be affected.

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