Holding the scroll, Chu Liuxian's face showed a look of nostalgia, rubbed it on it, and then carefully unfolded it.

"brush!"

The scroll unfolded, and the fat man's eyes immediately focused on it.

But I can see that the autumn wind swept through the fallen leaves and floated on the surface of the painting. The background is the appearance of an ordinary small village in the mountains. I don’t know if it is because of the autumn wind falling leaves, or if there is a village but no one in the painting, or the author’s painting is done with his clever hands, showing a sense of bleakness.

"It's been a long time!"

Chu Liuxian sighed in his heart, referring to the painting itself, the scene in the village that he had lived for sixteen years, and even he himself was not clear.

This painting was the first time that Chu Liuxian met Qin Bo and his maid Xin Yi as the young master Liuxian. When he embarked on a new journey, he was painted by his maid Xin Yi.

The little fat man did not have the experience and mood of Chu Liuxian. After watching it for a long time, he couldn't tell the reason. He scratched his head and said, "Brother Chu, you'd better tell me directly."

Chu Liuxian smiled faintly and said, "Fatty, guess what season does the scene in the painting happen?"

"Oh autumn!"

The little fat man is naturally authentic.

Chu Liuxian shook his head and said, "No, that's at the turn of spring and summer."

"Then..." The little fat man pointed at the withered yellow leaves on the scroll, wondering.

Chu Liuxian reached out to wipe it on the scroll, especially on the fallen leaves that were solidified by his own hands, and said sadly: "At that time, there was a mysterious Yin God Venerable who attacked with Yin God magic: the Forgetful River Curse.

Under the curse of Forgetful River, the radius of hundreds of miles is all desolate, and the flowers and leaves wither."

The little fat man nodded in confusion with a little bit of confusion, knowing that Chu Liuxian was telling him that he would think it was autumn and was misled by the withered and yellow leaves.

But, what does this have to do with the secret?

Chu Liuxian said with a slight slight suggestion: "Fatty, can't you think of it?"

"Come on!"

Why was Wang Cilong a stupid person? He immediately linked it with Liuxiantu and slapped his thighs suddenly:

"I see!"

"I see!"

The little fat man murmured and repeated excitedly, and circled dozens of circles on the grass. It seemed that if he didn't do this, he would just vent his excitement and excitement.
Chapter completed!