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Chapter 235 Han Xiuxiu's Sachet

Small living room, some scattered furniture, neatly arranged.

There were stains of age on the white walls, and there was no sound in the empty room.

Gu An sat at the end of the bed, the mixed light shone on his face.

His expression was a little stiff, a little confused, as if he had just woken up.

He held the ancient painting in his hand.

He looked down, his eyes froze.

His guesses were both right and wrong.

That's right, because he really can't go in anymore.

What was wrong was that the black ink that appeared on the ancient painting covered not just one piece, but the entire painting, which meant that this painting had completely lost its value and became useless.

Gu An shook his head, sighed, and then stepped back with his hands open, looking at the smallpox in a daze.

……

In the world of ancient paintings...

I don't know how long it has passed, it seems that Gu An was outside for a short moment, but the time here is ten times, a hundred times, or more than outside.

The Hanjia Village was already dilapidated, and some ruins have not been rebuilt.

The old tree in the village has grown taller and bigger.

Under the tree, there is a shadow that ordinary people cannot see.

It seemed to be a girl, facing the old tree, with her hands clasped together, as if she was praying for something.

Faintly, it seemed that the girl could be heard talking to herself: "Wait...wait for you..."

……

In room 104.

Gu An didn't know how long he had been in a daze, he had sorted out some thoughts in his mind, sat up from the head of the bed,
Then he took out the red hijab from his pocket.

With his call, Han Xiuxiu appeared in the room with red makeup and stood in front of him.

However, this Han Xiuxiu didn't have that agile eyes, she was very rigid, standing motionless, like a log.

After Gu An saw it, his heart was inexplicably relieved. This means that after his death, history has not changed, and Han Xiuxiu has not been possessed by the weirdness in the Yin River. Although she is still a weirdness, she has survived until now .

As long as there is life, there is hope!can change.

Gu Anxin felt something, stood up, walked behind Han Xiuxiu, gently put her arms around her waist, and hugged her.

His eyes were very calm and warm, although his arms seemed to be holding an ice cube, between the touch of his skin, streams of cold air pierced into his body like needle tips.

"It's really a piece of wood..."

Even if Han Xiuxiu was hugged, she would not move at all, let alone showing her shyness like a girl.

Gu An couldn't help laughing when he remembered the situation of Han Xiuxiu who was alive.

But he didn't care, he let go, sat on the bed again, and took out his phone.

He called his old man.

It was quickly connected over there: "Why do you have the time to call me today?"

The old man looked very energetic, especially Gu An's phone call, he was even more energetic.

Gu An smiled: "I want to ask you something."

The conversation between the father and son has never been polite, and they have always said something directly.

The old man didn't think there was any problem, but he was a little curious: "Ask me? What's the matter?"

But he knew that his son was amazing now, known as the hope of the Federation, and now he came to ask himself?

The sun really came out from the west...

Gu An was silent for a while, wondering if his next topic would arouse the sadness of the old man.

But the matter is very important, he still said: "About my mother..."

There was silence on the other end of the phone, no sound.

Gu An picked up the phone and looked at it, but he didn't hang up. He held his breath and sighed softly.

There was silence all the time, and Gu An didn't rush, just waited patiently.

The old man seemed to be recalling the past many years ago in his mind because of Gu An's words.

Finally, after a long time, the old man said softly, "Ask, what's the matter?"

Gu An knew his old man well, so he could tell that his tone was much lower and a little sad.

Gritting his teeth, Gu An said: "Dad, you have been with my mother for so many years, have you noticed anything strange about her?"

There was another silence on the other end of the phone, and then the old man gritted his teeth and said, "Do you think there is something wrong with your mother? Or do you think your mother is not a normal person?"

There was a tinge of anger in these words. Now the old man really suspects that his boy has stayed with Wei Wei for a long time. His brain has been affected a little, and he has become suspicious. Now he suspects his old lady?
This is not bad, this is going to turn the sky upside down!
Gu An knew that the old man had misunderstood, but there was no time to explain, so he could only say: "Dad, I am not making trouble, I am also very clear-headed, this matter is very important, you know me, you will not make jokes about everything, so please be serious answer me."

This is the first time he heard his son talking to him so seriously, like a stranger, the old man also put away his anger, knowing that his son must have encountered some difficulties, he tried to think back, and then Shaking his head: "No, I have been with your mother for so many years, and I never felt that there was anything wrong with her."

"Your mother is a typical southern woman, small and exquisite, as gentle as water..."

Speaking of his old mother, Gu's father was obviously caught in the good old days, and all kinds of compliments came out of his mouth.

Gu An knew that his old man did not put money on his mother's face. His mother was indeed as the old man said, a very gentle woman, and her appearance was also extremely beautiful. Gu An inherited her mother's appearance.

But it's a pity that my old man didn't know what to ask, and I came out of the world in the painting again, so I couldn't enter it again.

Otherwise, if he can stay in the world in the painting for a while, maybe he can find some information about his mother.

After all, outside, he had never dreamed of having a relationship with his mother, such a deep dream...

So, that painting played a crucial role.

My own mother is definitely not ordinary.

The old man couldn't find what he wanted here, so Gu An had no choice but to say a few more words, then bid farewell to the old man and hung up the phone.

Gu An stood up and walked directly outside.

He wants to go home, the real home, the home that has been vacant for a long time.

Ever since the old man was sent to Kyoto, he never returned to that home.

This time, he wanted to go back to find the sachet, and by the way, see if there was anything special about the house that he had never suspected since he was a child.

He left the room and drove out in the minibus of the playground.

In reality, not much time has passed, but he has stayed in the ancient painting for so long, and now he comes out to look at it, and he feels a little strange.

Sitting in the car, looking at the familiar faces on both sides, as well as the weird scenes inside the car, the impression deepened a bit.

Under the weird rules of the playground that practice makes perfect, he easily escaped the attacks again and again, and left here quickly.

There is no too much nonsense with the old driver, it is simple and clear, go home.

Of course, the address will also be reported.

The old driver was a little surprised. As Gu An's full-time driver, he had never sent Gu An to his real home.

This time, I don't know what to do, but there must be something.

The old driver didn't talk too much, he answered, and drove to the address given by Gu An honestly.

The speed of the car is very fast, and it is unimpeded in the underground tunnel.

After several hours of driving, Gu An went home.

It's still the big yard, and everything that is familiar.

The place where I grew up, I was familiar with every scene and every thing inside just by looking at it.

Unlocking the dusty door lock, Gu An pushed the door in, while the old driver waited outside.

Looking at the familiar courtyard, Gu An smiled and felt a warmth.

Inexplicably, he felt something in his heart and called out the family members on him.

Old man, Ming, Xiuxiu...

"This is home."

Gu An looked at them and smiled softly.

Regardless of the reactions of his family members, he went straight into the house, walked to the cabinet familiarly, and began to writhe.

Soon, relying on memory, he found a red sachet in the corner of the drawer.

The familiar sachet is exactly the same as the one given by Han Xiuxiu in the ancient painting, but the word Xiu on it has fallen off and cannot be seen.

If the word hadn't been dropped, maybe Gu An might have thought of something when he was with Han Xiuxiu.

Holding the sachet, Gu An lost his mind for a while.

In the painting, a hundred years ago, he was holding a sachet, and now, a hundred years later, he is holding a sachet in reality. It seems that there is a definite plan in the dark.

"This sachet was left by my old lady, she said it was given by an old Taoist priest..."

Gu An looked at the sachet, talking to himself.

Some memories of his childhood were recalled in his mind, although the memory was not deep, but because of that dream, he recalled many things.

old Taoist...

This Gu An guessed that he should be a descendant of Longhushan, but he entrusted Zhang Huangwu to bring a message to the old heavenly master.

With the importance that the old heavenly master attaches to himself, he will definitely not underestimate this matter, and he will definitely arrange it properly in the future to ensure that this sachet can be sent to his ancestors, and then passed down...

In addition, this was only obtained in my mother's generation, which means that the previous ancestors, people in Longhu Mountain should have no contact, but have been watching secretly, until my father's generation, until I was born...

The people in Longhushan didn't give it directly to the ancestors of the Gu family, probably because they were afraid that there would be an accident in the middle.

That's why I waited until I was born and confirmed that my name was Gu An...

Gu An analyzed silently, and when he thought of his name again, he was shocked suddenly, it has something to do with the name...

My own mother is called Zhang Ran...

Surname Zhang...

In addition to my dream, the mother in the dream is not simple, could it be that my old lady is from Longhushan?

In fact, she was ordered by her teacher to marry her old man?

And, she never told the old man her real origin?
If the old lady is a disciple of Longhushan, then the weirdness in the dream can be explained clearly. After all, she is from Longhushan, so she must have some brushes in her hand.

This old celestial master played a good game of chess back then...

It is estimated that several generations have been counted. In my father's generation, I let my mother out of the mountains, met the old man, got married, and finally gave birth to myself.

Among them, it is estimated that in order not to disturb the course of history, the old heavenly master may not have told his mother anything else, but simply asked him to marry his old man...

Then, history developed like this. When he was born and named Gu An, Longhushan handed the sachet to his parents without even giving any more hints.

Because it was given by the master, so the old lady naturally kept it carefully.

And the old man...seeing that his wife is so serious, he would naturally not be sloppy. After all, in that era, the old man seemed to have no other advantages except for his good-looking face. To marry such a beautiful wife, naturally Do what you say...

Gu An quickly analyzed all this in his mind.

Although he hasn't found any more information about his mother, at least one thing he can be sure of is that there is definitely a cause and effect between his mother and the people in Longhushan.

Without thinking about it, I walked around the house again, but I didn't see anything unusual. As for the place where the ancient clock was placed in the dream, it was empty in reality, and the ancient clock was also placed in Gu An's own apartment. .

Shaking his head, Gu An didn't stay any longer, turned around, locked the door and left.

"Back to the playground."

Back in the car, Gu An gave instructions to the old driver.

He has already got the sachet, and next, he is going to find Wu, the lost ghost of Han Xiuxiu.

He was sure that the sachet was the best proof that he was the person Han Xiuxiu had been waiting for.

Thinking that he was about to meet Wu with the evidence, Gu An felt a little sour for no reason.

This silly girl has been waiting for her for a hundred years... she doesn't regret it at all, she is such a fool...

The car was speeding through the tunnel. When he arrived, Gu An was still very calm. Now, he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, his heart was full of anxiety, and he even had some uncomfortable expressions on his face.

The old driver looked at his words and noticed Gu An's strangeness. Based on his understanding of this person, even if he encountered an extremely powerful strangeness, he would still look calm, but he had never been so restless like today.

There must be something!

Although he was puzzled in his heart, the old driver naturally wouldn't ask too many questions. He was very shrewd. After following him for so long, he knew what to say and what not to say.

"Mr. Gu, we're here."

Finally, after several hours of driving, the car parked firmly outside the playground.

Gu An hummed, then hurriedly got out of the car and walked towards the playground.

For others, this is a haunted house, and they can't avoid it, but for Gu An, there is someone inside, he can't wait, thinking about the person he will meet soon...

In the playground, passing through familiar and strange events one after another, avoiding attacks again and again, Gu An returned to the community.

He didn't go back to 104 either, he chose to go upstairs directly.

He is going to find the fog.

The safest way is naturally to wait on the second and third floors until the fog comes down.

But now, he was impatient and chose to go directly to other floors.

At this time, he didn't have the heart to care about any danger. He just wanted to find Han Xiuxiu's ghost, handed her the sachet in his hand, handed it to her personally, and asked her, how have you been all these years... …

(End of this chapter)