Yunbixue feels that if the person in this painting is really the ancestor, it's really beautiful and makes her feel proud.

Xie limo looked at her curved eyebrows and said in a soft voice, "just look at it."

When they unfolded the other scroll, yunbixue was very surprised and couldn't believe it, "two These are two women. How can they be in the same place? Their temperament and style are totally different. I still feel that the former woman is beautiful, cold and gorgeous with tenderness. The later woman looks more tender and charming. "

Xie limo agrees with Yun bixue that the two women are really different in beauty and style. They are also the women in the previous scroll who look good.

Yunbixue has a guessing idea in her heart. She beats a drum in her heart and is reluctant to believe, "these paintings, the painters must be so vivid after they have integrated their emotions."

So she worried about whether her ancestors would like

Xie limo gently knocked on Yun bixue's forehead, "don't think about it. It's not like that in ancient books, and she got married and had children later."

Yunbixue rubbed her forehead. She thought too much.

Yunbixue looked at the two paintings carefully again. "I wonder, how can I feel that the painting techniques of the two paintings are the same?"

Xie limo took a flashlight and took a careful photo. "It's the same. It looks like it was painted by one person."

There are more and more doubts in yunbixue's heart. What's the matter?

No matter how rich her imagination is, she can't figure out what's going on below!

Xie Li Mo's expression has been condensing, and he put the scroll on the ground and began to see one by one.

Yunbixue knows Xie limo's temperament, but it's not for the beauty.

In a moment, Xie limo said to Yun bixue, "there is a sentence on these paintings that doesn't match the tone. These words are all connected together. It's a Tibetan poem. Moreover, according to the map I drew before, there is a lot of underground space, not only that."

Yunbixue slowly read: "the earth is wide and beautiful, and there is a hermit under it. The day dream is long, and the cloud temples are half new. There is no willow catkins left in the city. The deep feeling turns to melancholy. Love him, the wind and snow, and bear his cold. It's like chess. The world is broken, and there's no place to look for empty mountain temples..."

"These words are not in line with the artistic conception in the axial drawing, so I put these pictures together and feel that there is something hidden in these words."

Cloud Bi snow eyes slightly turn, mouth murmured: "underground Cloud City, * * * such as empty, the devil into the world, in order to protect his heart."

"That's right. If it's a Tibetan poem, it's just a few words."

Yunbixue looked around, "is this the underground city of Yunjia?" With these words, yunbixue felt that her heart was about to jump out.

Before that, she only thought that the cloud family was a hundred year old family. Her family business was accumulated little by little and had a certain historical charm. How could she expect that the cloud family would be so complicated?

Xie Li Mo said in a deep voice: "maybe it's really an underground city. Let's continue to have a look and try our best to get out before dawn, otherwise it will cause suspicion."

Yunbixue nods and knows that Xie limo is right. After all, not all the dead people in the old house of the cloud family, but also some of the staff members. It's bad for the cloud family if the news is disclosed.

"Li Mo, let's look for it quickly!"

"The drawing I drew before, find the way according to that direction!"

Yunbixue quickly took out to see, "there are so many areas, we always have to find the organs to see one by one."