The nauseating and cold feeling became more and more serious, as if a python was slowly wrapping itself around him. Jiang Cheng felt his stomach churning, and then rushed out the door like a headless chicken. From the bathroom in the distance, Jiang Cheng's tragic vomiting sound could be heard. Xu Dingjia felt uncomfortable all over just by listening to it, and his whole face almost twisted into a ball.
After a long time, Jiang Cheng stumbled out of the bathroom, looking very embarrassed.
"What's wrong?" Chu Xueying quickly ran to her boyfriend and asked with concern: "Are you feeling unwell?"
"Could it be that you've had a bad stomach?" Xu Dingjia said from the side, with an expression on his face that he was watching the excitement.
Jiang Cheng ignored him and just replied: "I don't know why, but I suddenly feel uncomfortable all over."
While speaking, Jiang Cheng glanced at Tong Xingtao without leaving any trace, followed by another cold feeling.
"You must be exhausted. You have worked so hard for me these days." Chu Xueying said reproachfully.
Jiang Cheng just smiled at his girlfriend in relief and said nothing more.
"What were we talking about just now?" Tong Xingtao continued abruptly, "By the way, that painting. I always feel that my wife is hinting at something by leaving this painting."
Chu Xueying was diverted by Tong Xingtao's statement and looked at the oil painting carefully with all her energy. Soon, her eyes fell on the faint blue light spot, and she murmured: "I remember that my aunt likes blue the most. Is she hinting to us that there is something hidden in the position of the eyes?"
Tong Xingtao said from the side: "That said, I did remember it. I once asked my wife what was in the window, but she told me that there was a terrible secret hidden there. At the time, I just thought my wife was joking, but now that I think about it, , maybe that’s where it is.”
At this time, the cold feeling was still there, maybe he was gradually getting used to it. Jiang Cheng no longer had any violent reactions, but his spirit was still a little sluggish. Hearing everyone's conversation, he subconsciously asked: "Are you sure?"
Xu Dingjia came close to the painting and suddenly said: "There is a special smell on this blank piece of paper. Although it is covered by the smell of paint, I can still vaguely smell it."
"Smell?" Li Feng stood up and looked at the painting carefully, but saw nothing. "What are you referring to?"
"The taste of sugar." Xu Dingjia said seriously.
"Sugar?" Jiang Cheng complained, "Are you going crazy with hunger? Why does the painting smell like sugar?"
"Do you doubt my nose?" Xu Dingjia was furious, as if his dignity had been offended, "I will prove it to you now!"
While he was talking, he was rummaging around in the room, as if he was looking for something.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Cheng thought Xu Dingjia was losing his mind again and asked unhappily.
Xu Dingjia raised his head, turned to Tong Xingtao and asked, "Is there a fire?"
Tong Xingtao shook his head.
"Fire? Could it be..." Li Feng already had a guess in his mind and handed the lighter to Xu Dingjia.
"I'll prove it to you now!" Xu Dingjia lit up the flames and moved towards the painting.
"What are you doing!" Jiang Cheng was about to step forward to stop him, but he was weak. As soon as he stood up, his feet felt weak and he couldn't move forward at all. He looked at Tong Xingtao, thinking that this man and Xu Dingjia would stop him from doing whatever he wanted. What he didn't expect was that Tong Xingtao just watched so quietly, with no intention of stopping him.
Chu Xueying was shocked, however, and quickly stepped forward to snatch the lighter from Xu Dingjia's hand.
"Wait!" Li Feng said.
Jiang Cheng sighed, someone finally came to stop Xu Dingjia.
Li Feng said: "Let him try."
"What?" Chu Xueying also looked at Li Feng in surprise.
"Are you sure it tastes like sugar?" Li Feng confirmed with Xu Dingjia again.
Xu Dingjia nodded and said, "It can't be wrong."
"Sugar?" Jiang Cheng calmed down and realized something in his mind, "Could it be invisible ink?"
"Invisible ink?" Chu Xueying asked puzzledly, "Is it an ink that requires special techniques to reveal handwriting? What does that have to do with sugar?"
Jiangcheng explained: "There are many ways to make invisible ink, and the ways to reveal handwriting are also different. One of them is very simple, which is to use sugar water as invisible ink. After that, after being roasted by fire, the handwriting will be revealed."
Chu Xueying understood what she was hearing. She glanced at the blank part of the oil painting and finally gave way.
Sure enough, flame treated. In the blank part of the oil painting, a line of writing was revealed.
Chu Xueying read softly: "At the dawn of doom, all the stars will perish. Only the stars in foreign lands will remain. Where the blue ashes fall, the descendants of the Illuminati will pick up the key to truth and open the door to salvation."
"Where did the blue ashes fall? What does this mean?" Chu Xueying saw the blue light in the window and said suddenly, "Could it be that the blue ashes of the foreign star? It is in the place that emits blue light! It is hidden there All the truth!"
"Without further ado, let's set off now." Xu Dingjia was impatient and was almost ready to leave now.
Li Feng stopped him, "Wait a minute, do you know where the Notre Dame Orphanage is?"
"Where?" Xu Dingjia stopped awkwardly.
Tong Xingtao said quietly: "In the suburbs, on the other side of the city. If we go now, I'm afraid it will be night when we come back."
"At night?" Xu Dingjia couldn't help but shudder.
"What happened at night?" Jiang Cheng asked in confusion.
Xu Dingjia was hesitant to speak, but finally said: "Anyway, if it's night, let's not go out. Anyway, the light is not good at that time, and we might miss some clues."
Jiang Cheng was skeptical, but he didn't object.
Finally, everyone made a plan to go to Notre Dame Orphanage tomorrow. Chu Xueying originally wanted to go together, but Tong Xingtao tried his best to stop her. Although Jiang Cheng felt weird, he still maintained the same opinion on this point.
The discussion came to an end for the time being, but Jiang Cheng still felt empty in his heart, and something felt wrong about him.
While everyone dispersed, Jiang Cheng took Xu Dingjia to a remote corner and asked, "I feel a little strange today."
"Yes, I can see it." Xu Dingjia replied casually.
Jiang Cheng frowned, guessing that the other party might have misunderstood, and asked, "Didn't you see something?"
"What?" Xu Dingjia looked at the kitchen from time to time, obviously thinking about dinner in three hours.
"Be serious!" Jiang Cheng was a little angry and pushed Xu Dingjia hard.
This disciple from a cultivation family finally became more serious and asked, "Did you discover something?"
Jiang Cheng hesitated, and finally asked: "Aren't you a descendant of a real person? You say you can see things that ordinary people can't sense?"
"Yes." Xu Dingjia nodded, as if he was quite conceited about this identity, and said: "Zhenren is the only human being who can confront the will of the ancient gods. He is very rare among many human beings. People like me..."
"Okay, okay!" Jiang Cheng interrupted the other party's chatter and asked, "Don't you feel anything unusual today?"
"Have you?" Jiang Cheng thought for a while and asked, "You mean when you were at Liang Fan's residence?"
Jiang Cheng said seriously: "I meant just now!"
"No!" Xu Dingjia answered firmly.
"No?" Jiang Cheng looked disappointed.
Xu Dingjia asked: "What happened?"
Jiang Cheng shook his head, "Maybe I'm too sensitive, maybe it's just because I'm tired."
Xu Dingjia shook his head helplessly and left.
Jiang Cheng looked at Xu Dingjia's back and tried to calm down his mood.
"Maybe it's just because of the fright. That's it. It must be!" Jiang Cheng thought silently in his heart, and his restless mood finally began to ease.
Suddenly, that cold feeling spread across my heart again. Almost at the same time, Tong Xingtao's voice came from the front.
"Are you feeling better now?" The other party asked him kindly, but Jiang Cheng felt more and more chilled in his heart.
"Much better." For some reason, Jiang Cheng subconsciously lied.
"That's good." Tong Xingtao stared at Jiang Cheng and finally walked away.
"What on earth is going on?" Jiang Cheng's mind gradually became confused and he felt very tired. He almost wanted to go back to the bedroom to rest immediately.
At dinner time, Jiang Cheng disappeared.
Chu Xueying asked with concern: "What happened to Jiangcheng?"
Tong Xingtao replied casually: "He looks very tired and went to bed early to rest."
"What if I don't have dinner?" As she spoke, Chu Xueying was about to get up and visit her boyfriend.
"It's okay." Xu Dingjia said while devouring his food: "I have already sent him dinner. Moreover, this period of time is indeed difficult for him, so he should have a good rest."
After hearing this, Chu Xueying felt a little relieved and sat back in her seat.