After Lan Xiaowan left, Chen Mu came to the place where the other party was standing and went to observe the strange painting again.

The other party’s strange behavior just now really made people think a lot.

Chen Mu had already reasoned in his mind that countless unsightly and extremely exciting scripts were implicated.

This also caused some minor friction with Shao Siming.

I understand this little friction.

Fortunately, the girl Shao Siming is indifferent and does not care about it. If it were other women, she would have been roaring with a stick at the Hedong lion.

"Who gave this painting to the Heavenly Lord, do you know?"

Chen Mu asked.

Shao Siming, who was watching the painting together, shook his little head.

"From Aunt Lan's mouth just now, it can actually be inferred that the Heavenly Lord once liked a woman, and this painting was given to the Heavenly Lord by the woman and has been preserved until now."

Chen Mu curled his lips, and was used to such a bloody love plot.

I didn't expect that the Dang Tianjun had such a vulgar past.

Seeing that Shao Si looked at the painting on the wall with determination and seemed to be fascinated, Chen Mu said in confusion: "What's the best thing about this painting? I'm better than it with my toes."

The girl was too lazy to pay attention to him and looked very serious.

After a long time, she suddenly raised her delicate jade arm and formed strange magic seals.

Looking closely, the trajectory of the swaying arms when Shao Siming made the seal seems to correspond to the lines in the painting one by one. I don’t know if I have an illusion, but the lines in the painting also began to twist and rotate.

A series of gorgeous leaves spread around the girl's slender calves, and turned into ribbons in a trance...

But when the last seal was formed, no abnormality occurred.

Shao Siming frowned and thought hard.

Chen Mu stood aside and didn't dare to disturb him.

He just quietly admired the beautiful girl with orchid temperament, and the more he looked at her, the more he liked her.

Shao Siming began to practice again according to the trajectory of the lines in the painting, but this time he was only halfway through the practice, a mysterious and powerful surging force suddenly surged out of the wall painting.

Shao Siming groaned and took a few steps back.

The girl's frowning brow could be seen in pain, and her veil was stained with blood.

Chen Mu was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to support her: "Are you okay?"

Shao Siming stared at the painting on the wall, and a hint of loss appeared in his eyes. He shook his head and walked to the side to recuperate.

After all, my cultivation is not enough.

Chen Mu thought to himself.

He hesitated for a moment, took out a small notebook and planned to copy the lines in the painting, and prepare to use them for Zhiyue to practice.

But what is strange is that he lets him imitate, but he always draws different colors.

The lines in the painting seem to be changing all the time.

After a long struggle, he couldn't successfully copy it. Chen Mu couldn't help but sigh and had no choice but to give up.

If it weren't for the fact that Shao Siming was here, he really wanted to tear it off and take it back.

In less than a cup of tea, Shao Siming was cured.

She glanced at the painting on the wall, looked at Chen Mu with beautiful and lively eyes, asking if this place still needs to be investigated?

Chen Mu shook his head: "There is nothing to investigate for the moment, let's go back first."

Shao Siming nodded.

The two of them followed the secret passage back to the front of the Medicine Garden Waterfall.

Chen Mu did not rush back, but instead searched around the Yaoyuan Waterfall, trying to find some useful clues.

Not to mention, luck really stood on his side this time.

When Chen Mu found the last stage, he accidentally found a slightly old sachet in the pile of herbs of the magical medicine for pregnancy protection "Tianhe".

The sachet is extremely exquisitely made and contains precious spiritual herbs.

The appearance embroidery is a seven-petal golden flower.

It's exactly the same as the golden flower that Shao Siming gave him.

Ordinary disciples have no money or ability to wear this thing, so they must be left behind by someone with a noble status in the Yin-Yang Sect.

Is it Aunt Lan?

It is unlikely, after all, the other party’s actions just now were very strange.

So, besides Shao Siming and Yun Zhiyue, are there any other noble women in the Yin-Yang Sect?

"Have you seen it?"

Chen Mu shook the sachet in front of Shao Siming.

Shao Siming shook his head.

Chen Mu sighed and murmured, "You really don't use it. Otherwise, you can organize a list of all the elders and disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect for me, which should be possible."

Shao Siming hesitated for a moment and gently tapped his jade head.

"Try to make it more detailed."

Chen Mu patted the girl's round shoulders that looked like a knife, and couldn't help teasing her. "Let's go back and give you a lollipop."

...

When he returned to the house, Chen Mu lay unceremoniously on the bed in Shao Siming's boudoir and prepared to have a good sleep.

I had been struggling with Zhiyue for most of the night last night, and went to investigate the case during the day, and there was no rest at all.

Besides, I have to help Zhiyue practice tonight, and I must be well prepared.

"Don't you rest?"

Chen Mu patted the empty space of the bed. "You are so thin, this little space is enough, it won't be crowded, so come and sleep with confidence."

But Shao Siming pointed at his stomach.

Chen Mu was stunned, then smiled and said, "Just make some food, wait until I wake up before eating."

Shao Siming tilted his head, and the other party's perfunctory attitude made her feel a little dissatisfied.

Chen Mu said helplessly: "Let the chef get some vegetables, tofu, etc., try to be lighter. I guess your diet is like this. If you eat meat, it will cause trouble."

After saying that, Chen Mu turned his body and went to sleep.

Shao Siming blinked, and his soft eyelashes were like reeds tilted with the wind. He stared at Chen Mu's back for a while, then turned around and left.

In fact, she rarely eats on weekdays, and many of them use the food-video pill to solve the problem of filling hunger.

...

When Chen Mu woke up, the table was already full of food.

Not only are there vegetables and tofu, but also some meat dishes, such as duck blood, chicken and other things, which are very rich.

Chen Mu washed his face and sat at the dining table and exclaimed: "The food in your Yin-Yang Sect is very good."

Shao Siming handed him chopsticks.

Seeing that there were no dishes and chopsticks in front of her, Chen Mu frowned and said, "Have you eaten?"

The girl took out a piquantitious pill and took it.

It's like eating full.

"Ha, it's really not like the world."

Chen Mu rolled his eyes and said sarcastically. Just as he was about to pick up the food, he suddenly realized something and approached the girl and smelled it. He looked strange: "Did you cook this table of food?"

Shao Siming said nothing.

Chen Mu was shocked.

Looking at the delicious and colorful food, I couldn't help but stretch out my thumb: "Awesome, whoever marrys you in the future will surely burn the incense for eight lifetimes, and the ancestral grave will smoke."

Shao Siming raised his eyebrows, as if he had some opinions on the word "Xiao Niu".

"It's not bad, it looks like it's not much different from the top chef."

Chen Mu sighed. "Not only is his cultivation and strength unpredictable, he is also beautiful, but he also cooks good food. The so-called top-quality beauty is nothing more than that."

There was a little joy in Shao Siming's eyes.

This finally made her feel a little more humane.

It can be seen that the girl still has a special liking for cooking, and she is really happy after being praised and recognized.

“How about it taste.”

Chen Mu swallowed a few saliva, couldn't wait to pick up a piece of exquisitely-looking tofu and stuff it into his mouth.

After chewing it twice, the smile on the man's face gradually disappeared.

Gulu!

The man swallowed it after being useless.

He picked up the teacup at an extremely fast speed and stuffed it all in one mouthful. He closed his eyes and brewed for a while before he breathed a long sigh of relief.

The crotched eyebrows gradually loosened.

Chen Mu looked at Shao Siming with complicated eyes, and once again extended his thumb to the other party, praising:

"Awesome, it's really amazing and fried. You can make the food so delicious and exquisite that it tastes so unpalatable that you are the only one in the world.

I take back what I said before, who married you... I'll be in trouble for eight lifetimes."
Chapter completed!