"We, these old immortals, it's time for the curtain call. ”

Ye Zixuan's body stiffened, and he looked at the old gambling king's gaze, and saw Jin Feng shaking hands with the old superman.

Ye Zixu couldn't help but shake, and suddenly understood what the old gambling king was referring to, thinking of what had happened in the past two days, he secretly gasped and changed color.

Compared with the extraordinary liveliness of Jin Feng's circle, there is another circle in the corner that is even more interesting.

This circle is full of ancestors and mythical beasts around the South China Sea. They didn't dare to come to Jin Feng, but they all gathered here.

"Young Master Peng, was your ass really beaten by Master Jin?"

"Didn't you say that Master Jin is your own brother, and your own brother is willing to put down such a heavy hand?"

"Get out!"

"Sizzle......"

"Fuck, I'm suing you, don't forget the fuck about my brother. ”

"If you don't provoke my brother one day, don't ask Lao Tzu for help. ”

"I'm so big that I can't even touch a finger at home, but my brother doesn't recognize me. ”

"My brother...... Oops, no, no, no, no, help the young master, I'll get up and stand up. ”

In the crowd, the Seventh Ancestor, who was beaten and spanked by Jin Feng, snuggled up on a balance bike in a weird posture, and his butt didn't dare to hit the ground at all.

Even the fattest trousers can't hide the swollen ass.

Everyone in the South China Sea knows that the Seventh Ancestor is Jin Feng's younger brother, and he even brought Doubao back then, which shows how good the relationship between the two brothers is.

It's just that it's such a heavy poisoner.

My brothers are all so heavy, so outsiders ...... Otherwise, you'll have to do it with a dead hand.

A group of ancestors were shocked to see it, and the chrysanthemums were clamped.

At this moment, a ancestor came to the seventh ancestor and said two words with a smile.

"What's that?"

"Do you want my brother to give you an appraisal?

"Nonsense. Except for the young master and me, who in this world has the ability to move my own brother?"

"It's no good, Young Master Fei, I'm going to take you to ...... for Mao"

"Hat?Rare treasure?No one recognizes it?!"

"Get out of the way!"

After a while, the Seventh Ancestor who was lying on the balance bike took the Ancestor and drove the way to Jin Feng.

The Seventh Ancestor nodded politely and respectfully at the grandfathers and uncles in this circle, and he was so attentive that he didn't want to.

These people are all heavyweights, and their net worth and status are comparable to their own Bao family. Respect that has to be done properly.

When he got to Jin Feng's side, he squinted, and suddenly sizzled, and his hair stood on end, and he screamed out of his voice.

"Skeletons!"

The strange screams of the Seventh Ancestor did not arouse the contempt of many bigwigs, because now the faces of many bigwigs are also very grim.

The fifth ancestor Bao Yuhua glanced at his eldest grandson with hatred, and then looked at his beloved grandson's swollen ass with a heartache, and sighed for a long time.

His grandson has grown so big, no one in the family touches it, and he is beaten and angry every day with Jin Feng......

It's really hard for him.

On the table in front of Jin Feng was an ancient painting that was only about 40 centimeters long and 20 centimeters wide, which could also be called a screen painting.

Screen painting originated from screen painting, which had begun to become popular in the Tang Dynasty, and later spread to the devils and was carried forward by them.

The screen has a very long history in China, and it is still in use today. There are also many ways to do this.

The heart of this ancient painting in front of me is just a small page.

The pages are framed, surrounded by the finest rice paper, objects from the 80s of the last century.

The page is a dark yellow, on silk. At first glance, you can tell that the age is very old.

The heart of the painting is a very strange and even terrifying content.

A skeleton dressed in a sheer gauze robe.

Yes, you read that right.

The central figure of the painting is a skeleton man sitting on the ground.

The skeleton also carries a skull on its head. The head is usually blue-black, also called black yarn. A hat worn by a man in the Sui and Tang dynasties.

The skeleton sits on the ground, the left leg is bent on the ground, the left hand is pressed on the left thigh, the right leg is arched, the right elbow is supported by the right knee, and the sitting posture is very casual.

The lower jaws of the skeleton are a little protruding and pointed, and you can clearly see Bai Sensen's upper and lower teeth, which seems to be emitting a rude laughter, which is extremely eerie and terrifying.

On his right hand, there was a small skeleton of a puppet.

The shape of the small skeleton is on the ground with its right foot, its left foot raised, and its arms beckoning, which is very lively.

On the opposite side of the little skeleton lay a three- or five-year-old child, the child was dressed in pink and jade, and seemed not to be afraid of the puppet little skeleton, holding his head high and stretching out his right arm, as if to reach out to grab the little skeleton.

Behind the child was a smiling woman like a little daughter-in-law, with her hands stretched out as if to block, and her expression seemed to be a little anxious.

On one side are two skeletons, and on the other side are two large living people, horror and warmth correspond to each other, constituting this unprecedented painting.

The characters depicted in this painting are very vivid and vivid.

Whether it is a big skeleton or a small skeleton, or a child and a little young woman, the lines outlined are meticulous to the extreme, whether it is painting or layout, it is completely the master's handwriting.

The silk is yellow, and the age is definitely not later than the Yuan and Ming dynasties.

At this time, Jin Feng was holding a cigarette and gently pressing his index finger on the silk and twisting it gently.

The big guys around him had serious expressions, all of them calmly holding wine glasses and cigarettes and watching quietly.

When the Seventh Ancestor saw this skull picture, he was first frightened.

Who the fuck is your mother forcing to show off with a skull picture, this is my fucking brother's banquet.

Bad luck!

However, after a few seconds, the Seventh Ancestor clearly sensed that something was wrong.

His brother's eyes and expressions were very wrong.

This painting is absolutely eccentric.

honestly accompanied his brother, and said in a low voice: "Brother, it seems that I remember that there is such a painting in the Forbidden City." ”

"Called...... What's that?"

Jin Feng snorted: ""Skeleton Fantasy Drama." ”

The Seventh Ancestor laughed twice, and was about to boast about it.

Jin Feng had already raised his hand at this time, looked at one of the big guys and said softly, "The thing is right." ”

"Southern Song Dynasty ink and color on silk. ”

"Congratulations. Mr. Chen. ”

The man on the other side is called Chen Qiang, and he is one of the ten richest people in Aodao Province.

Chen Qiang's family history is very short. In the middle of the year, he started by making clothes, and quickly formed a scale, and he was very prosperous in the interior of China.

At that time, the smarter tycoons registered their companies on Hong Kong Island and Macao Island, and the factories were set up in the mainland, but the things they made were given a very high foreign literal translation name, and they were sold in the mainland when they were finished.

Under the guise of foreign brands, specialty stores are opened in major cities, which are super expensive and profitable.

This trick is still used to this day.

Many domestic milk powder merchants register their companies abroad, purchase raw materials and package them locally and send them back to China, and the profits are so high.

A lot of the super-rich were like that until they completed their capital accumulation.

After getting rich and immediately getting on the right track, he got involved in various other formal industries, and became a big philanthropist.

Chen Qiang was a figure in Aodao Province who could be compared with Lin Hong's gambling king in the past few years.

In recent years, it has become more and more low-key.

Hearing Jin Feng's conclusion, Chen Qiang was pleasantly surprised, and quickly stepped forward to hold Jin Feng's hand and shook it uncontrollably.

"Master Jin's golden mouth and jade teeth, thank you very much. ”

"It's just that I still have a question, this painting is very similar to Gu Boli's "Skeleton Fantasy Play", is it also from Li Song's hand?"

Chen Qiang said that Li Song was a painter of the court painting academy in the Southern Song Dynasty, who was a carpenter when he was a teenager, and later became the adopted son of Li Congxun, a painter of the academy.

During the Southern Song Dynasty Guangzong, Ningzong, and Lizong, Li Song worked as a court painter in the painting academy.

His paintings are in the collections of the Nelson Museum of Art and the Metropolitan Museum of Art.

Therefore, there is a "Skeleton Fantasy Picture" in the blog, which is almost exactly the same as the skeleton picture in front of me.

The difference is that this skull picture has two fewer characters than "Skull Fantasy Picture".

Faced with Chen Qiang's inquiry, Jin Feng thought for a while and then said: "It is indeed Li Song's work, but there is no signature, no seal, and no collection seal. ”

"It is estimated that this painting is a draft of "Skeleton Fantasy Play". ”