Chapter 116
A Chi looked up at the sky, with his hands on his hips, with a fucking aggrieved expression on his face.

"The way of heaven in your world is so narrow-minded!"

A Chi has no doubt that if she finishes speaking, two lightning bolts will strike her to death!
Fu Ziqi also noticed it.

Why didn't Tiandao let A Chi finish his sentence?What is there that she can't know, or in other words, can't know now?

A Chi's pretty eyes rolled up, "Forget it, I don't want to offend your gods. But let me remind you, if you feel that there is something wrong around you, don't think it's an illusion!"

Fu Ziqi was puzzled, but he didn't ask why.After all, in the current situation, Tiandao obviously didn't want A Chi to tell her anything.

She nodded, "I see."

A Chi looked up at the sky again, it was calm, as if it wasn't the one that made the thunder in the clear sky just now!
Gee.

A Chi waved his hand, "Alright, I'm leaving."

Fu Zixi nodded.

A Chi thought of something, stopped in his tracks, "Oh, by the way, your boyfriend is really good, take good care of it~"

Fu Zixi was slightly taken aback.

After A Chi left, Fu Ziqi lowered his eyes and turned back.

Yan Jiuxian leaned on the car, and when she saw her come back after talking with someone, she stood up straight, "Is it finished?"

"Ah."

"Then let's go." Yan Jiuxian opened the car door for her.

Fu Zixi glanced at him, then bent down and sat in.

"Where are you going today?" Yan Jiuxian only said to pick her up, but didn't say where he was going.

"Go home." Yan Jiuxian got into the driver's seat and turned to look at her, "Suddenly remembered that you said you wanted to see a painting, and now I'll take you to see it."

Fu Ziqi:?

Well, she almost forgot.

Ever since she met that black-robed scumbag, she had no interest in those two ancient paintings, but since Yan Jiuxian wanted to take her to see them, she didn't refuse.

When Yan Jiuxian said to take her home, he really went home, not the small courtyard, but the Yan family in the ancient martial arts world.

After getting off the car, stepping on the bluestone slab paving the floor of Yan's house, Fu Ziqi looked around curiously, "Yan's house?"

Yan Jiuxian held the car keys in his hand, nodded, "Yeah."

Fu Zixi moved his eyes slightly, thought for a while, and said, "The aura here is much stronger than other places, and it is very suitable for ancient warriors to practice."

Yan Jiuxian: "In the core of the ancient martial arts world, the spiritual energy will be stronger, while the peripheral areas will be relatively sparse."

Fu Ziqi lived in Fu's house for half a month. This is indeed the case. Because of the low status of Fu's family, it is on the edge of the ancient martial arts world. It is slightly inferior to the Yan family, but even the Fu family can't keep up with it.

For some reason, Fu Ziqi always felt that this place was a bit familiar.

It's not that this house is familiar, but that she feels familiar in this position.

When she was in a daze, Yan Jiuxian took her hand, "Let's go."

Fu Ziqi came back to his senses, "Oh."

Although the Yan family is big, it seems that there are not many servants. Fu Ziqi has never seen any servants doing chores along the way.

Yan Jiuxian seemed to see her doubts, and explained, "There are not many people on this road, it is very quiet, and it can go directly to the library."

The library building that Yan Jiuxian was talking about was a small three-story wooden building. Apart from being simple and old, it seemed that there was nothing special about it.

But Fu Ziqi noticed the barrier outside the library.

With this enchantment, ordinary people can't get in at all, even ancient warriors can't break through the enchantment set by high-level ancient warriors.

Fu Zixi felt the lingering atmosphere of the enchantment, and paused, "'This enchantment, is it your handwriting?"

"Well. Easy."

Fu Zi's eyebrows are jumping and jumping, which cannot be denied.

"But you can set up an enchantment to protect it. Are you sure this is really just a library?" But yes, I knew from Old Man Tian last time that the ancient martial arts world seems to attach great importance to two ancient paintings. The paintings are stored here, which means that in addition to collecting books, this place will also be used by him to store treasures?

Sure enough, I saw Yan Jiuxian electric head, "The collection of books is precious, and other objects are also precious, so I simply moved them all to one place."

Yan Jiuxian took Fu Ziqi into the library where few people except himself could usually enter, and then went up to the second floor.

The first floor of the library building is really full of books, some old books. The second floor is more like a storage room, with several shelves made of pear blossom wood. Put in a separate box.

Those who can be placed here must be treasures.

However, Fu Zixi didn't have much interest in admiring these treasures now, her attention was attracted by the ancient painting hanging on the wall.

This painting is a very traditional ink painting style, and there are only two figures in the painting.

One is a solemn black color, embroidered with misty auspicious clouds with gold thread, which is both solemn and immortal.

Fu Zixi remembered that this was one of her national teacher's dresses.

She prefers dark and colorful colors such as black and red, but when she encounters serious business, she still has to wear the national teacher's robe tailored according to the precedent.

For example, when offering sacrifices.

This sacrificial picture only draws Fu Ziqi's back, the black clothes are winding, ethereal and majestic, although there is only one back, it still draws the charm of Fu Ziqi.

There is also a small figure, with only a few strokes in the corner of the painting, it seems to be a little boy...

Fu Ziqi held eight sacrificial activities instead of ten in his lifetime, and King Changli was also a person who liked to figure out whether he had done something to annoy the heavens whenever he encountered any natural or man-made disasters, so It seems that he especially likes to engage in sacrificial activities.

Because of this, although Fu Zixi could recognize that the painting was indeed her, she really couldn't tell which year the painting was for the sacrifice.

——Who made the national teacher's robe not much different?She couldn't even remember it herself.

But there is something strange, when Fu Ziqi held the sacrificial activities, he should be standing on a high platform, with no one around him, even the king could only lower his head and wait below, so, how did this little boy get in?
(End of this chapter)

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