Chapter 580 (1/2)

Zi Qisheng was carried to the mountain house and put it on the ground there. He looked at the woman standing in front of the big tombstone from behind the mask in the hood.

”Qing'er...” He spoke in a gentle tone.

Kang Yao slowly turned around and looked at him: ”are you calling her? I'm sorry, she's gone But it's just a skin bag, and it's not her that's in it

”What?” Zi Qiusheng was surprised.

Kang Yao cast her eyes back to the tombstone, and then stretched out her hand to gently touch the words on it.

At this time, the three of them came in from the outside of the house. In this room, there was Kang Yingjie, who was always by her side.

”Zi Qiu Sheng, don't you always want to know where the treasures of Qinhuai are hidden?” The sound of Kang Yao's head is not light.

”Where is it?” He gritted his teeth and asked in pain.

”In fact, you may not believe that your original picture is true. However, at that time, your ancestors thought that what they saw was true, so he wrote it down. But why didn't he think about it? It was a painting on white brocade and silk. It was hung there, but this picture has two sides.” The corners of Kang Yao's mouth were slanting up, and it was that kind of bad appearance.

”What! How could... ” Zi Qiu Sheng was suddenly silly. He felt that he had been played.

Kang Yao turned around and looked at him: ”I've never had a good feeling for you, Zi's line. You're ambitious. You're feeding the white eyed wolf. I've known it before. So, since I came here, I've been guarding against it. Sure enough, he's really cheated. Doesn't he know that I'm a master of painting and my best skill is painting in picture Is it easy for me to reverse the painting on brocade and silk? ”

Zi Qiusheng is hit again. After a stiff body, he stops all his movements.

Kang Yingjie is almost the same. Although he has always suspected that the ”aunt” in front of him is different from the previous one, because she knows too much, he never thought that it would be like this

Kang Yao didn't have time to pay attention to their reaction. Instead, she squatted down and looked at Zi Qiusheng with a crooked head: ”do you want to know how your Zi family came from? Let me tell you a story

”This should be a story from a long time ago. More than 200 years ago, when he was still in the great Xia Dynasty, sun Haoyu, the monarch at that time, especially liked the art of metaphysics and didn't like things above the imperial court. So he married a woman in the lake. He loved this person in every way, so the next year after their marriage, he had a son...”

Kang Yao stood up, then turned to the tombstone, reached for the name on it.