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After a full day's rest, Su Yujun's condition was obviously much better.

But I still have no power to bind the chicken, and I need to continue to lie in bed to rest. Fortunately, I can eat a little liquid food now.

That night, when it was Ye Xiaotian's turn to vigil for Su Yujun, he made another experiment with egg fried rice, but Mo still did not appear.

It was about two o'clock in the morning.

Ye Xiaotian was a little sleepy.

Unable to hold on, he decided to go to the storage room of the haunted house to get a bottle of Fengyoujing to cure his sleepiness.

As soon as I entered the storage room, I saw a few more suitcases inside.

"It seems that Su Yujun and Tong Tong had no place to go after they had sold out the shop in order to collect money for the real man. They moved their things to my warehouse."

"This helped me clean up the warehouse, but I'm not used to it anymore."

Ye Xiaotian looked back and forth with his eyes, trying to find the small paper box in which he was holding Fengyoujing.

But now that the warehouse is no longer as messy as before, he really can't find it.

Rummaging around for a while, accidentally knocked over a cardboard box.

Looking at the things that fell to the ground, Ye Xiaotian sighed and said, "Hey, clean it up first."

Pick up the same thing carefully.

Suddenly, he frowned.

In the corner of the eye, there is a red lacquered copper lock wooden box, which looks very simple.

"antique?"

"Is it Tongtong's or Su Yujun's?"

Ye Xiaotian looked at the red-painted copper-locked wooden box behind the corner of the cabinet, a little curious.

Looking at it casually, he found that the bottom half of the wooden box was damp.

"Putting the wooden box here is really careless! Over time, the contents will be dampened and damaged."

Ye Xiaotian took out this simple box casually.

"So timid?"

"No, you have to take out the contents to dry."

"I hope this is not a woman's private thing, otherwise it would be embarrassing."

While thinking about it, he went to open the brass lock easily.

However, this brass lock, which looks like an antique, is not a decoration, it is really locked.

"Come on, I can only dry the box."

Put the box on top of the cabinet at will, diagonally opposite is the window of the storage room, just open the window to ventilate.

Putting the wooden box away, he walked to the small tall window and opened the window on tiptoe.

But at this moment, he touched a metal object, which was cold.

Ye Xiaotian frowned slightly and took the thing off.

"key?"

"This is the key to the brass lock?"

"The wooden box is in the corner, but the key is so high?"

"Both are placed in places that are not easy to find. Do you want people to know what's in the box?"

Looking at the oddly shaped key in his hand, Ye Xiaotian had a strange premonition in his heart.

He believes that there is a secret in the wooden box like an antique!

Curiosity urged him to walk to the wooden box with the key, and hesitated again and again whether to open it.

But reason told him that since he knew there was a secret in it, he couldn't go to see it!

Ye Xiaotian stood still and struggled for a long time.

"Tongtong came to work in the haunted house and stayed at the Yiyu clothing store. He would take his secrets with him for no reason. This box should belong to Su Yujun!"

"It's probably her secret inside!"

Thinking of this, Ye Xiaotian no longer hesitated, and put the key into the lock.

He wanted to know whether Su Yujun was a man or a ghost.

Ye Xiaotian regretted the moment he opened the box.

In the eyes, there are some bronze mirrors, rouge boxes, jade hairpins, gold and silver earrings that seem to be used for dressing and dressing... They are all things related to women's dressing and dressing.

"Do your ancestors leave a dowry for the family?"

"No wonder it hides so well."

Ye Xiaotian closed the wooden box with disappointment.

"wrong!"

"Su Yujun is an orphan, where is there any ancestral dowry?"

He quickly opened the wooden box and looked at everything carefully.

But there is nothing special about these objects, but what is certain is that they are indeed antiques.

Ye Xiaotian frowned and thought for a while, took out his phone, and photographed all the objects one by one.

"What is this? Painted?"

After the photo was taken, his eyes focused on the scroll tied with a red string next to him.

Ye Xiaotian carefully untied the red string.

Slowly unfold the picture scroll, and you can see an antique autumn scene in your eyes.

Before he had time to appreciate the charm of the painting, Ye Xiaotian focused his eyes on the painting, standing in the long pavilion, seeming to be a woman looking forward to someone's return.

"Su Yujun?!"

Ye Xiaotian suddenly discovered that the half of his face was Su Yujun.

She wore a plain long dress like a Hanfu, and her expression was lonely and pitiful, and she would regret it when she looked at it.

"Why does Su Yujun have such a painting?"

"Find someone to paint for yourself?"

"No, this painting looks very old, at least for hundreds of years!"

Ye Xiaotian looked at the traces left over from the painting, and immediately judged that this painting could not be the ancient style painted by modern people for Su Yujun.

This discovery shocked him.

Can't help but look at it a few more times, his eyes staying on the signature in the lower right corner-Ye Xiaotian! ! !

"Is this painting painted for Su Yujun?"

"I...who am I?"

Seeing this inscription was undoubtedly a huge blow to Ye Xiaotian.

For a moment, he let go of the picture scroll without a master.

Standing in place blankly.

"Impossible, impossible! This painting has at least hundreds of years of history!"

"I came here especially, how could this painting be painted by me!"

"Same name!"

"Yes, it must be the same name!"

Ye Xiaotian kept telling himself that the inscription in the painting was made by someone with the same name as himself, but he couldn't convince himself.

Ye Xiaotian always believed that things couldn't be so coincidental.

Therefore, he does not believe it!

He panicked, really panicked.

First Mo said that he was her husband, and Mo was only sealed for a thousand years.

Now, this is another picture with its own signature, at least a hundred years of history.

All this made Ye Xiaotian no longer know who he was.

He looked at the small wooden box in confusion, motionless.

He had come to the storage room to look for fengyoujing because he was tired, but now he is not sleepy at all.

Now he is particularly sober.

It's just that my mind is a little messy.

Ye Xiaotian stood there all night!

It wasn't until the red light of the morning sun penetrated through the small window of the storage room, shining on his eyes, that he was freed from the confusion of the whole night.

"Did it dawn?"

"Then who am I?"

Ye Xiaotian is still struggling with this question.

Suddenly, Tongtong's voice came in his ear: "Brother Tian? Brother Tian? Where are you?"

Hearing this voice, Ye Xiaotian quickly sorted out his emotions, took the picture, re-rolled it, and put it in a red lacquered copper lock wooden box.

After returning the box and key to the original place, he walked out of the storage room.

Ye Xiaotian said to Tongtong who was shouting his name in the hall, "I'm here."