The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Chapter 68, Memories Turned into Sandstorm

"This, this, this." Of course, Ye Langmei's smothered, spitting words did not remain, only the shock and shock like aphasia.

What exactly is this?
A spirit dog whose whole body looks like dots of ink jumped out of the painting.

This style of painting is completely different from the dogs in the real world.

The combination of ink painting and realistic painting style has a different feeling.

Black Dog Ah Hei stuck out his tongue: "Wow!"

Then came to the front of the old lady and smelled it.

Then, under the shocked eyes of everyone, Ah Hei started to smell and look for something.

"Is this a dog?" Liu Dongwei asked in shock.

If Taoist's psychic white tiger can make him feel extremely shocked, then the dog made of ink lines directly subverts his worldview.

This is completely beyond the scope of his understanding.

"It's a dog, but it's not an ordinary dog." Liu Lei murmured, "This is a fairy dog!"

"Wang Wang!"

Ah Hei found a place where the soil was buried, and then picked up his paws and started digging.

This speed is as fast as an excavator. After changing the body of Moxian, it seems that the physical strength is much stronger than before.

The ink dog dug the ground, and quickly found a wooden box.

The box looks exquisite, like an antique thing.

"Woof!" Ah Hei motioned for a few people to watch.

After Liu Dongwei saw the box that was dug out, his heart was also pounding.

Yes. Buried baby!
In an instant, all the shock and doubt were covered by surprise.

"What a baby!"

Ye Langmei murmured, she wanted to sit down and slow down the changes in her world view before talking.

No matter what treasures are in this box, there is absolutely nothing like the dog jumping out of this painting that shocked her.

At this time, Ah Hei returned to the painting, got into the painting, and became the dog in the painting again.

Liu Dongwei came to the box carefully, then took out the box, and gently brushed off the dust on it.

The old lady who had been sluggish at the side immediately seemed to be revived after seeing the box, and even regained her sanity. She came to the box and murmured blankly.

"Baby, my baby"

The old lady looked at the box and smiled happily.

"It is indeed a baby."

Liu Dongwei's heart was beating fast, and he didn't know what it was, whether it was a silver dollar, or an antique, or what.

"I opened it."

Liu Dongwei opened the box with deep thoughts.
But what was in the box made him dazed.

"Husband? What is it?" Ye Langmei was also temporarily attracted by this so-called treasure at this time, and she went over in a daze.

It turned out to be a picture.

This moment disappointed Liu Dongwei.

Originally, he wanted to rely on the treasure to bring the company back to life, but he didn't expect that the treasure was lost, and it turned out to be useless photos.

Ye Langmei picked up the photo and looked at it.

"This is... eh? Husband, isn't this a photo of Xiaolei when he was just born!"

A photo of a little boy being swaddled in his arms.

The bright colors unique to old photos around 00.

Liu Lei was stunned. He didn't expect to see his own photo in grandma's treasure.

It says 1995-12-2.
It was the day Liu Lei was born.

Continue to rummage through the photos inside.

A handsome young man is in the photo, smiling, with a motorcycle beside him.

That is a photo of Liu Dongwei when he was young.

"I'm so handsome when I'm young." Liu Dongwei couldn't help muttering while looking at the photo, "This is my first motorcycle."

That was taken on February 1989, 2.

"You were so handsome when you were young, but it's a pity that I didn't know you back then." Ye Langmei was also a little surprised when she saw the spirited guy above. It turned out that Liu Dongwei was not so greasy when he was young.

Look at the photos again.

Time went back to 1967, when photos became black and white.

The baby boy in swaddling clothes, and the beautiful woman with curly hair wearing a cheongsam, are beautiful, gentle and touching.

"Grandma was so pretty when she was young."

The old lady when she was young, and Liu Dongwei when she was a baby.

"Dad, you used to be so cute." Liu Lei said holding back, and Ye Langmei next to him burst out laughing.

Liu Dongwei looked embarrassed, and continued to look through the previous photos.

1940-11-2.
A little girl in a jacket is rolling in the snow.

Happy, naive.

It was the old lady when she was a child, she was pure and happy at that time.

Liu Dongwei was in a trance, it turned out that his mother also had this time.

When pure and happy.

At this moment, Liu Dongwei seemed to feel that he knew the meaning of 'treasure'.
In the Taoist temple, Li Wei is preparing to cook, and tonight he will be bored to cook twice-cooked pork.

But it feels like Liu Dongwei's family has returned.

Liu Dongwei also held a box with a complicated expression, and there was also Ah Hei's paintings stored there.

Seeing this family, Li Wei smiled and said, "How is it? This treasure has been taken back?"

"Well, master, thank you for your... dog."

Liu Lei hurriedly returned the painting to Li Wei.

After Li Wei accepted Ah Hei's painting, he looked at Liu Dongwei.

"Somewhat disappointed?"

Li Wei knew exactly what was in the box when he first came into contact with Ah Hei's paintings.

It's amazing to say that the painting drawn by "writing like a god" is somewhat connected with my own consciousness, just like an extension of my body, and I have part of the authority.

Ye Langmei saw that Li Wei knew what was in the box long ago, so she is not surprised now.

The existence of the black dog has convinced him, this is the real existence of a master!
She couldn't help but not believe the strange things.
At this time, Liu Dongwei said with a complicated face: "I was really disappointed at first, but after thinking about it carefully, this is indeed a treasure for Mom."

"But I don't care anymore, I want to understand."

This set of treasures can't save his company, but it reminds him of many things, which are actually more meaningful and cherishable than the company and making money.

There are many things worthy of attention in life, as well as poetry and distant places.

As for the company, just let it happen.

Li Wei, on the other hand, stared at the box for a moment and then smiled, "Can I see this box?"

"Oh, box, of course."

Liu Dongwei handed the box to Li Wei without hesitation. Although the box was antique, it was just an ordinary wooden box to him.

The real 'treasure' he had found.

Li Wei took the box, examined it carefully, and muttered, "So it's here."

At this time, Li Wei poured a trickle of spiritual power into it.

The box quickly responded to Li Wei's spiritual power, and things like wind and sand were blown out of the box.

Liu Dongwei on the side was stunned.

"This this."

I saw that the wind and sand formed a piece of projection around the surrounding area.

The projected image is Liu Dongwei's mother and Liu Lei's grandma.

(End of this chapter)