Xiao Qi followed Luo Shuixin to the other side, where there was a painting hanging on the wall, and the whole was a dark painting style. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The picture looks like hell, the black sea, the turbid waves are rolling, and several sharp stone pillars are protruding from the water, and on the stone pillars, there are pictures of white bones.

In the sky, dark clouds cover the moon, half-covered and half-hidden, and the moon is a blood moon, and the light emitted is red.

Especially the dark clouds, when I squinted my eyes and looked at them again, they seemed to have formed a pair of extremely hideous eyes, and there were two dark lights faintly flickering in the clouds, as if something was staring into the clouds.

Xiao Qi frowned, looked left and right, and really couldn't see what was worth buying, and said suspiciously: "Shui Xin, this painting is depressing when you look at it, why buy it?"

"You know, this is the most famous prophetic painter in Europe, Augustus Owen, a very valuable painting. ”

"What do you mean? He has the power of prophecy?"

Luo Shuixin nodded and said: "I heard that this is the case, I heard that the paintings he painted, in addition to landscapes and character copying, such strange painting styles have finally become reality." ”

"Is it that awesome?"

"Really, hurry up, buy it for me first, I love this style of painting now. ”

When Xiao Qi heard this, the cool breeze was blowing behind her, could it be that this girl has become a zombie and has begun to like this dark style thing?

Forget it, just buy it, anyway, I don't know how to paint, this painting can be hung in this art museum, then the artistic value must be higher than the economic value.

Thinking of this, Xiao Qi immediately found the staff and asked about the price of the painting.

How do you know that the staff said the number, and Xiao Qi was immediately dumbfounded, this black painting is black, it makes people's hearts twist when they look at it, it actually costs 500,000 euros, which is almost 5 million big red tickets.

I really wonder if this staff member sees that he is a tourist from the East and deliberately blacks himself.

"Shuixin, can you be sure that this is the real thing? It's not a copy, right?"

"Absolutely true, not imitation. I have heard Grandpa Liu mention before that Master Owen's paintings have their own unique marks, which is not known to everyone. ”

Xiao Qiyi listened, okay, as long as she can confirm that it is genuine, then it will be fine, at least there is some collectible value, and she was about to pay the money, when suddenly a few people walked over next to her.

The first one, dressed in a luxurious rubinacci custom suit, with round-framed gold-rimmed eyes, and curly brown hair, looked quite arrogant, and he was followed by three foreigners who looked like retinues.

One of them, who was older, had been following him as if no one was in front of the painting, pointing to Owen's prophetic painting and saying, "Prince Charles, this is the painting." ”

The young man named Charles looked carefully at the painting on the wall, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, nodded and said, "Well, this is what Merosa wants, Motley, buy it." ”

Then the old man named Mottley turned directly to look at the staff next to him and said, "Prince Charles bought this painting." ”

"Yes, Honorable Prince Charles. The staff immediately threw Xiao Qi and Luo Shuixin aside, turned around and bowed to Charles.

Luo Shuixin looked at it, and immediately said angrily: "Hey, let's make it first, okay?"

The staff turned their heads and glanced at Luo Shuixin, because Luo Shuixin spoke English, he could naturally understand, turned around and pointed at the Prince Charles and said, "This is Prince Charles of the Italian royal family." ”

"So what?"

The staff was stunned for a moment, and they didn't understand, how could anyone still care about the royal family members at all, this Oriental was really unreasonable.

Just as he was about to explain two more sentences, the Prince Charles took two steps forward, came to Luo Shuixin, looked at her carefully, his eyes lit up, he bent down politely, and then reached out to take her hand.

Seeing that it was about to reach Luo Shuixin's hand, suddenly a figure flashed in front of him, and a sunny and handsome young man with a lazy smile was inserted between the two of them.

"Hey, just bow and salute, don't touch the swish. ”

Xiao Qi said casually, his Italian Chinese was fluent and pure, and Prince Charles, who listened, was slightly stunned.

Due to the strangeness of Xiao Qi's appearance just now, the speed was very fast, and the two big-nosed foreigners behind Charles also immediately took a step forward and stared at Xiao Qi with fierce eyes.

Prince Charles waved his hand, glanced Xiao Qi up and down, and then stretched his neck to look at Luo Shuixin behind him and said, "Beautiful Miss Dongfang, I am Prince Charles, I don't know if there is such an honor, please have a meal?"

"I'm sorry, no. ”

Without waiting for Luo Shuixin to speak, Xiao Qi rolled his eyes, directly refused, and then looked at the staff next to him and said, "We decided on this painting first, pay the money now, we are in a hurry." ”

"I'm sorry, sir, but we decided to sell this painting to Prince Charles. ”

The staff put on a stinky face without thinking about it, and then waved at Xiao Qi, signaling Xiao Qi to leave quickly.

The old man next to Charles, Molett, also glanced at the two bodyguards behind him, and these two people came directly to get the painting on the wall.

Xiao Qi's face sank, and with a wave of his right hand, the light of the Purple Void Ring flickered, and the painting on the wall disappeared in an instant.

This scene surprised everyone, and the two bodyguards who came to grab the painting were petrified on the spot and froze in place.

The staff of the art museum were also dumbfounded, and stammered: "This, this, this, hell, why is it gone?"

Xiao Qi lazily turned around and hugged Luo Shuixin and said, "Let's go, it's gone, let's buy it, and then go to another place to take a look." ”

After speaking, he raised his foot and was about to leave, when suddenly the old man Mollett next to Charles took a step across, blocked in front of Xiao Qi, glared at Xiao Qi and said, "You just waved your hand, and the painting disappeared, what did you do?"

Then he turned to look at the staff and said, "They must have stolen the painting." ”

When the staff heard this, they were anxious, this special painting was lost under their noses, and they couldn't afford to pay for it even if they were bankrupt, as soon as they heard the words of the old man Mollett, they immediately jumped up, stepped forward and grabbed Xiao Qi's clothes and said: "Yes, it must be you who stole something, hand it over, if you don't hand it over, I will call the police now." ”

When Xiao Qi heard this, he laughed: "Agree, call the police, let the police search me and see if there are any paintings on me." ”

As soon as he said this, the staff immediately choked, and the slightly emaciated young man in front of him did not have anywhere on his body to hide such a large painting.

Morlett was so angry that he pushed the staff away and scolded: "Call the police, idiot." ”

After speaking, he waved his hand at the two bodyguards, and the three of them immediately surrounded Xiao Qi and Luo Shuixin, and Morlett said gloomily: "Oriental boy, that painting is very important, I don't care what method you used to get the painting away, now return it to me immediately." ”

"What if I don't pay it back?" The smile on Xiao Qi's face gradually disappeared, and the anger in his heart couldn't help rising.

"I'm sure you're in big trouble. ”

Morrit said, reaching out and taking it into his arms. (To be continued.) )