The Road Turns White Tonight

Chapter 80: Lushan Mountain

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"That night, it was you—" she accused tremblingly.

"What happened to me that night? What have I done?" The man still patted her back and said leisurely.

Youyan almost bit her tongue. She should too. How dare she be thick-skinned with this person

"Yan, who taught you how to draw?"

"I-" The words "Mom" almost came out of her mouth. Youyan was frightened. This man is a fox! It was intentional just now, he wanted to trick her into talking when she was nervous.

"I'm self-taught." She put down the bowl hurriedly, "I'm full and I'm going to bed. See you tomorrow."

"Why draw a butterfly with a broken wing?"

The butterfly with broken wings was a gloomy picture. She even gave up any imagery and only focused on realism. At that time, what shocked him most was first the replicated single room, and then these horrifying pictures. Of course he is not afraid, but what is hidden in his little lover's heart

His cold voice once again stopped her from running for her life.

"I am a madman, and madmen do things without reason." She replied in a low voice, rushed upstairs in a few steps, and her thin figure disappeared at the door of the guest room.

Gu Yebai didn't stop him. He didn't want to push her too hard. He returned to the bedroom and made a phone call.

"Teacher, it's me."

"Xiao Gu? What's the matter? Tell me."

Gu Yebai smiled faintly and said, "Teacher doesn't allow students to come to the Three Treasures Hall only to say hello to you, but only if something happens?"

Over there, Professor Xia smiled heartily, "You know proper etiquette and know how to assess the situation. It's already late now. You know my schedule. If it wasn't something important, I would never call you now."

The embarrassment of that day was resolved invisibly. As Professor Xia believed, Gu Yebai was always smart.

"Teacher, I do have a question that I would like to ask you."

"My family doesn't speak the second language, so tell me. Is there anything I can do to help?"

"About ten or twenty years ago, were there any seniors in the painting world who were good at or liked to use butterflies as materials?"

"So, there are a few of them, but I haven't heard that they have disciples who also focus on this. Even among them, most of them are special topics for one issue." Professor Xia pondered for a moment, "You ask this..."

"Tonight I found some paintings with the theme of butterflies. The painting skills are very good. I think they were taught by everyone. I like them very much, but the painter refused to reveal his apprenticeship. I was curious and asked the teacher."

"Oh? Are you even interested? Then this painting must be pretty good. If you have a chance, bring it over to show the old man." Professor Xia paused and asked again? : "Let me check this matter for you. But when you say this, I am reminded of an incident that happened in Lushan many years ago. It was also about butterflies. It shocked the entire painting world at the time."

"Lushan?" Gu Yebai's eyes darkened.

"Yes, it's just that this matter happened a long time ago. I have to check the information and ask other old friends to clarify the details." Professor Xia smiled and said: "Four years ago, didn't you also encounter this in Lushan Mountain? Is it fire insurance? I think you will be interested in this matter."

"It's interesting. Let's wait for the teacher's news. The teacher also told my wife for me that the student will come to visit another day and miss her delicious food."

"Well, see you then."

"Yes, I'll see if I can bring that person over then. This person means a lot to me. I want to bring him to the teacher to meet him. I think the teacher is also impressed." Gu Yebai said before the call ended. .

Outside the window, the night is thick.