Sun Dahai slowly sat up from the ward, this guy has been thinking about this matter for a long time.

I understand it very well, after all, I love this painting in my collection very much, otherwise I wouldn't have to go through such a lot of trouble.

It was to make everyone fall into silence for a while, and after about ten minutes, Sun Dahai seemed to have figured it out, and suddenly opened his mouth and said: "I'm not in good health, I can't accompany you, so in fact, I have a distant relative, who is also one of my students, this person knows where the portrait is, and I let this person accompany you!"

I nodded, and in less than ten minutes, a person came, this person is really familiar, and it can't be more familiar than Zhang Tao, who has been by our side.

Seeing this stinky little hand, he patted the other party's shoulder and scolded him directly: "I said that your clever ghost eyes are really deep enough, you knew where the portrait was from the beginning, but the result was that you didn't tell us..."

Zhang Tao said with a wry smile: "But there is no way, it was Sun Dahai who didn't let me say it, after saying that this matter itself is confidential, in recent years, there have always been people peeping at our portrait, so I must not tell anyone!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Tao added a sentence at the end.

It means that Sun Dahai is definitely not the real murderer.

In recent days, Sun Dahai has been very distressed, and for the murder case of the two students, Sun Dahai admits that he has an inescapable responsibility.

If I hadn't hung this portrait in my studio, I probably wouldn't have done it.

For a moment, Sun Dahai fell into deep self-blame.

But now we will soon be able to see the true face of Lushan, and I don't blame anyone about this matter, after all, people die for money, birds die for food, and if those students didn't come to steal the portraits, they would probably be safe.

It must have nothing to do with this matter, and the students are alive and well now.

When I thought of this, I felt a lot better, so I asked Zhang Tao to bring him in and find out his portrait directly for me.

This time we went back to the studio, to the room on the far right.

Sure enough, it came from here, and it will end here.

After opening the door, I saw this Zhang Tao holding a hammer in his hand and smashing it against the wall.

After a while, he saw that the bricks had been smashed, and Zhang Tao immediately dug out some broken bricks and threw them aside, and then he saw that there was a black box in the wall.

When the black box was opened, it contained this portrait.

But what happened next was something that none of us expected.

The portrait is blank.

It's just an ordinary piece of white paper, and nothing is drawn on it.

When I saw this, I immediately called Sun Dahai.

I wonder if it's wrong? It's not worth much in itself.

As a result, Sun Dahai told me on the phone that I can indeed get happiness in this portrait, and I can see my favorite woman here.

It is said that Sun Dahai once fell in love with a girl when he was a student, and the two broke up, and they never saw each other again, Sun Dahai has not been married for so many years, and he has always liked that girl in his heart, but whenever he sees the portrait, he can see the girl's appearance.

When I saw this blank portrait, I was puzzled, so I asked Zhang Tao.

As a result, Zhang Tao was also very happy, because in Zhang Tao's eyes, this painting was painted with his dead relatives.

Now I kind of get it.

This portrait will have different effects on different people.

Wang Ruohan, who was next to me, told me that the portrait was full of fragments of books.

Putting the fragments of the ancient books together, my curse will be lifted.

I was very touched to hear this, and to be honest, I knew that this girl liked me.

Because the reason why people can feel happy is that different people will have different scenes in their eyes when they see this painting, and it is also the most important scene in their hearts.

In Wang Ruohan's eyes, there is a fragment of an ancient book in this painting, which means that the other party hopes that I can break the curse the most.

I have to thank for this thought.

Then I don't understand, why is this painting a blank in my eyes? Could it be that I am better than the monks, and all the four are empty?

It's impossible!

Every night, I drool when I look at my eldest daughter-in-law's figure, and my eyes straighten when I look at my little daughter-in-law's*.

With my mentality, I didn't quit sex.

Where did the four come from?

But in this way, I obviously have a desire in my heart, but there is nothing on the screen, just a blank, when Wang Ruohan asked me, I could only smile awkwardly.

I think it's really interesting.

But who knew that in the next second, Wang Ruohan was sitting on the stool, I saw that the other party's face was not very good, and at the same time, that Zhang Tao had the same situation!

At this moment, I saw that the yang energy of the two of them was slowly sucked away by this portrait.

This is not right.

Everything should be an illusion!

This portrait does not make people feel happy at all, even if they can see the important things in their hearts, it is just an illusion, and the painting itself is a crooked way.

Whether Sun Dahai wants it or not, I must destroy this painting.

As I said this, I suddenly noticed that the picture in front of me had changed, and in my eyes the painting had a little content.

But it seems that in my eyes, the painting shows something a little more advanced.

In the eyes of others, what is in this painting is static, but in my eyes it is actually dynamic.

What I see is neither what I love nor what I want to see the most, but it is indeed what I need to see.

That was the cause of death of the two deceased.

When I saw this, I saw that Ma Qiang slowly walking to the middle of this room.

Immediately after that, he kept churning around, but he couldn't find the portrait, and finally he was ready to go out in a hurry.

The result was in this instant.

He was rushed out of the room by a wonderful force.

At this point, the picture is gone, as if this portrait can only be played, what happened in this room.

But how that Ma Qiang died, we can see clearly.

There is no need to say more here, and the next thing that will be played is the video of Xia Ming's death.

In the video, I clearly saw the process of everyone's death.

The scroll is a complete record of the events.