Xiang Fei has always felt that he is a good person, and most of the time, he likes to convince people with reason.

But if the other party is stubborn, he doesn't mind "convincing people with force"!

He believes that with this lesson, after Li understands wakes up, he should be able to learn to be obedient, and he will have a clearer understanding of his own strength and means.

This time, Xiang Fei didn't have the patience to wait for the other party to wake up, and after a brick was put down by Li Ming, he returned to the tomb just now.

Staying in the cemetery was an old man with bright eyes.

"My lord, are you done?" the old man looked at Xiang Fei and asked politely.

"Well, something's wrong?" Xiang Fei asked casually.

He wanted to go back and meet with the Blue Bay as soon as possible, but if there was a simple merit point to be earned, he didn't mind helping out.

You must know that the Tuomai Pill in the treasure house of the tomb realm is only one hundred merits, and it can be exchanged.

"Yes, my name is Zhou Dashi, I was a painter before I was born, I left too suddenly, there is a painting that has not been finished yet, I want to ask adults to help me. Zhou Dashi said.

"Painter, how do you want me to help you? I can't draw. Xiang Fei replied embarrassedly.

"It's okay, can you let me return to Yang for a day? Don't worry, as soon as I finish painting, I'll leave immediately. Zhou Dashi said with a look of longing.

"Old man, you look up to me too much, and I'm not the Lord of Yama, but I don't have this kind of means of returning yang. Xiang Fei replied a little speechlessly.

Looking at Zhou Dashi's soul, it is very fresh, it should not have died for a few days, if the other party's body is still there, Xiang Fei really dares to take a risk, there is still a chance.

But this kind of thing, Xiang Fei didn't want to do it for the third time.

For the first time, in order to save Shen Bing, he was struck by lightning and died.

The second time, in order to save his favorite singer Chu Xiangyun, he was also struck by thunder and almost hung up.

This time, it's not in Huaxia, in this kind of place where the aura of heaven and earth is relatively strong, if you come by yourself, you will be directly split into ashes.

Moreover, he and Zhou Dashi are not related, even if the other party is the current Van Gogh, he doesn't want to take this risk.

"Alas, it's a pity, the old man's painting can be worth at least 50 million, but now, it is estimated that it is not worth a penny, but it's a pity......" Zhou Dashi said bitterly.

"What? 50 million?" Xiang Fei listened, looking surprised. 【...@ ¥@最快更新】

He really didn't expect that this old man who looked like a monkey with a sharp mouth was actually a great painter.

Although Xiang Fei doesn't know how to paint, he also knows that any painting that can be sold for tens of millions is a top cow, and it is completely incomparable with ordinary small shrimp.

"That's right, the old man's best thing is to draw dragons, but the most difficult thing to draw dragons is to point out the sun, but unfortunately, the old man's dragon roar nine-day map, didn't have time to point the sun. Zhou Dashi said proudly.

When Xiang Fei heard this, his face suddenly turned strange and he looked suspicious, could it be a big fool.

However, if the paintings worth 50 million are really just one step away, it is indeed too wasteful, and if Xiang Fei wants to refine various pills, he has the opportunity to burn money, so he is naturally a little tempted.

So, he said, "Let's go, go to your house, and help you."

Huanyang, I don't have that ability, but with some means, you can complete the posthumous work, there is still a chance. ”

"Okay, thank you, sir. When Zhou Dashi heard this, his face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly led the way in the tomb world.

The speed of both of them was very fast, and it didn't take long for Xiang Fei to come to each other's house under the leadership of Zhou Dashi.

The yard is very old, and the house is very dilapidated, and after Xiang Fei came out of the cemetery, he didn't feel good.

If Zhou Dashi really wanted a painting worth a thousand gold, how could he live in such a place?

Perhaps because he was afraid that Xiang Fei would run away, Zhou Dashi in the tomb kept signaling him to go forward and let him enter the house.

If it comes, it will be safe.

Xiang Fei had no choice but to go into the house, and as soon as he pushed the door open, he smelled an unpleasant smell, very similar to the smell of corpses.

I'm gone, lonely old man.

Xiang Fei Dingqing took a look and found that Zhou Dashi had fallen to the ground alone, already too dead to die anymore, and in front of him, there was indeed a long table with an unfinished painting on the table.

The painting is indeed a dragon, and the eyes are indeed not painted, but according to Xiang Fei's judgment, this painting is really not very good, let alone selling for 50 million, even if it is sold for 500 yuan, it is estimated that no one wants it.

Xiang Fei glanced back at Zhou Dashi, and the other party still looked arrogant and arrogant, Lao Tzu was the best in the world, and suddenly sighed.

He estimated that the main purpose of the other party's efforts to fool himself here was not to let him sell paintings, but to help the other party collect the body and help him settle down for the future.

Xiang Fei walked to Zhou Dashi's body and looked at it, the time of death was estimated to be no more than two days, not like he killed, but more like he died of a heart attack.

"I can help you collect the corpse, burial or sea burial, you can choose one yourself. Xiang Fei re-entered Zhou Dashi's tomb realm and said.

"You're not angry?" Zhou Dashi asked with a little surprise.

"It's your ability to fool me here, anyway, do you really have no relatives alive?" Xiang Fei asked.

"Thirty years ago, I was also married, and then I became obsessed with painting, and the two separated, but there was no correspondence with many people, and after my parents passed away, I lived here alone, except for eating, painting, and enjoying it. Zhou Dashi sneered.

"Your level is really average, I've been painting for 30 years, and I feel like I've been painting for 30 years. Xiang Fei was not afraid of hitting him, and said directly.

"Have you ever heard of painting the finishing touch?" Zhou Dashi asked, not angry, when he heard this.

"Could it be that this painting will come back to life after you light it up? You've already lied to me once, and I won't be fooled a second time. Xiang Fei said disdainfully.

"In other words, you still have a way for me to finish this painting, right?" Zhou Dashi said with a smile, looking like a treacherous punishment.

"The price is too great, if it's really a very good painting, maybe I'll think about it, now, you might as well spare me. Xiang Fei smiled bitterly.

"As long as you are willing to help me, all the money on my bank card will belong to you, including this house. Zhou Dashi said.

"I can't see such a broken place

Besides, you don't have any money on your card, right? Otherwise, the house wouldn't be so shabby. Xiang Fei was not fooled.

"In addition to these, I also have a piece of high-grade white jade, these can be given to you, even if you refuse to help me collect the body, it doesn't matter, just help me finish the painting, and I will tell you where the jade is hidden." Zhou Dashi pleaded.

"Your credit is bankrupt, and I won't believe anything you say. Xiang Fei was unmoved and said bluntly.

If he wants to help Zhou Dashi complete the painting, he will definitely not be able to do it himself, so he can only weaken the restraint of the tomb world on him first, let his soul rush out, and then try to enhance the soul power of the other party, so that he can use his soul power to control the brush and complete the last stroke.

However, Xiang Fei is really not sure that when he does this, there will be a thunderbolt coming down, and there is still no time to ......

(End of chapter)