"Classmate Xiao?"

Xiao Xiao's silence made the young man feel strange, "What's wrong?"

"us……"

"found it."

Xiao Xiao looked sideways at the young man.

"ah?"

The young man was a little confused and asked subconsciously, "What-"

His voice stopped suddenly.

He thought of a possibility.

"You, you mean..."

The young man opened his eyes wide and his voice became louder and louder unconsciously, "Have you found the thing that prevents the monster from entering the house?!"

The little white fox twitched its ears.

He half-opened his eyes and glanced sideways at the young man.

So noisy.

The young man was trembling all over.

After a moment of confusion, he didn't pay attention to this episode.

He asked urgently, "Classmate Xiao, what is it?"

"What was that thing you found?"

"Was it in my bedroom?"

"In my bedroom..."

There is nothing special in his bedroom.

They are all common furniture.

Bed, bedside table, wardrobe, desk...

The young man's eyes swept over the objects that he was very familiar with one by one.

After going around, I still have no clue.

He was just about to hear Xiao Xiao's answer.

His eyes fell on the painting in front of him.

He was stunned.

Could it be...

"It's this painting."

The voice ringing in his ears confirmed his suspicion.

The young man swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Gulu~"

Is this really this painting?

The only thing in his house that's a bit special... is this painting.

he knows.

But……

"My grandfather painted this painting and gave it to me."

The young man murmured.

Rather than just buying it from some stall.

Just like a common routine in novels...

This painting is really my grandfather's work when he was young.

As long as he could remember, he could see his grandfather taking out this painting to admire it from time to time, looking like he loved it very much.

He also said that this painting was his peak.

None of the subsequent works can surpass this one.

So, when his grandfather gave him this painting a year ago, he was really surprised.

He subconsciously refused.

He knew how much grandpa liked this painting.

But grandpa's attitude was very firm.

Later, he would always wonder, did his grandfather predict that his time was coming, so he insisted on giving his favorite painting to his grandson?

Every time he thought about this, he felt a little sad.

...

The young man shook his head.

Grandpa doesn't like to see him looking so worthless.

Grandpa has always lived in his heart.

Could it be that...his grandfather is actually a hidden master?

Young people have a sudden idea.

So before you die, you give your grandson a treasure?

Thinking about it this way...it doesn't seem impossible?

No, no.

The young man shook his head.

Things haven't settled yet, so he's just thinking about all sorts of things...

He looked at the painting, his eyes widening to the extreme.

He asked, "Classmate Xiao, how did you know it was this painting?"

"what have you found?"

"Or...is there something special about this painting?"

When he said this sentence, the young man couldn't help but feel a little funny.

However, monsters exist...

Then, the so-called breath of treasure is not so ridiculous, right?

...

"Look here."

Xiao Xiao gestured to the young man to get closer to the painting.

He pointed to a place with his finger.

"where?"

The young man muttered softly, his nose almost touching the painting.

He has seen this painting countless times.

I watched it with my grandpa, and after grandpa left...

He could recall every detail of the painting in his mind.

That's what he originally thought.

Now, he's not sure.

...

"On the cliff extending out here."

Xiao Xiao reminded the young man who looked anxious and confused.

"Did you see a thatched hut?"

"There is a man playing the piano in the house..."

As Xiao Xiao described, the fog in front of the young man's eyes gradually faded, and some outlines appeared.

His eyes opened a little wider.

"this......"
To be continued...