Chapter 919

"Little brother, it's getting dark, how can you still see the paintings clearly? Come and have a cup of tea!" Qi Mufeng called from the entrance of the hall.

Seeing this, Tangning walked back and went to the hall with Qi Mufeng. He listened to him chatting with the middle-aged man, while she was drinking tea from a teacup, looking obedient and obedient.

The old man prepared dinner, and the two ate together with the middle-aged man. Seeing that they were still drinking, Tangning rubbed her eyes and said, "I'm sleepy and want to sleep."

"Hehehe, then I'll ask Lao Zhang to take you to sleep first, and I'll chat with your elder brother for a while." While speaking, the middle-aged man looked at Qi Mufeng.

Seeing him, Qi Mufeng, who wanted to refuse, smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll chat with Mr.

Seeing this, Tangning responded and followed the old man to the guest room in the backyard. Looking back, in the front yard, the two were still drinking and chatting. The middle-aged man had a refined smile on his face. It seems that he is an outsider who ignores the world, and he is also kind and easy-going, which is easy to make people feel good.

Of course, if it's not really what he looks like, then I don't know.

Anyway, although Qi Mufeng has turned black in Yintang, he hasn't seen any death calamity yet. Obviously, he can't die even if something happens, so let him toss it out!

Following the old man to the backyard, seeing the lamp in his hand, illuminating the road ahead, Tangning asked, "Old man, is Mr. Hua the disciple of the sect who just painted this morning?"

When the old man heard this, he didn't respond, he just held the lamp to lead the way.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Tangning continued, "I looked at those paintings earlier, and the patterns on some of the scrolls were not dry yet, as if they had just been painted."

"People from Xianmen, the fluttering white clothes are really good-looking, Mr. Hua's paintings are really good, just like the real thing." While speaking, she glanced around as if inadvertently, and smiled again: "Tonight's moon So bright."

The old man still didn't respond, he just took Tangning to a room, lit the light, and then backed out.

When Tangning saw this, she lay down on the bed, but she didn't sleep, she was thinking about something. The house was full of weirdness. On the way to the guest room just now, she faintly noticed that there were several birds parked in several places, as if listening to her.

It was as if a pair of eyes were staring at her, paying attention to her every move, and it could be said that they were paying attention to the old man's every move. If that was the case, then Qi Mufeng probably wouldn't be able to come back tonight.

Hearing that there seemed to be no movement outside, she thought for a while, pulled up the quilt to cover it, and called out with her divine sense: "Xiao Hei."

A crow appeared under the quilt with a tiny light flash, rubbed against her face and stared at her.

"Xiao Hei, this house is full of weirdness, you are like this..."

She explained it with her divine sense, so that it would not make a sound so as not to be detected. After quietly getting up, she sent it out from the rear window, and let it stare at it, seeing what was so strange about this house.

In the front yard, Qi Mufeng was thinking about his bet with Tangning, and then thinking about the house made him feel a little uncomfortable. Even though the people in front of him were very easy-going and friendly, it still made him vigilant. After a glass of wine, he stood up and said apologetically, "Mr. Hua, I'm a little too drunk, so I have to go back to rest."

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