Why did he consider a portrait of Zhong Kui to be a treasure?

If people do not do evil, how can they have fear?

When Feng Chuan saw this painting, he remembered what Aster said, and his mother's death was inseparable from this family.

She pondered for a while, her face was solemn, "Sister is going to bother, this thing looks weird and scary, do you know what this is?" ”

Yao Yun shook her head, she was from the Yao family, and she didn't understand the customs that everyone passed down from mouth to mouth, and she only knew that this was the door god, and she didn't know anything else.

"Why does my sister ask about this painting?"

Feng Chuan pouted, the person who stole the thing must know the meaning of this painting, so she used this allusion to frame people, as long as she knew why the master wanted to collect this painting so preciously, she could know the meaning of this painting appearing in Fang Mei's house.

"I'll ask!" Yao Yun was so anxious that he forgot his father's advice for a while.

Feng Chuan grabbed her and reminded her that if she couldn't say it directly, the lord would blame.

"We just have to scream, and the old lady will come and know what is going on."

The aunt was afraid of being blamed by the master, so she had already run to sit on the couch.

The two of them pretended to be frightened and cried out, and the lord and lady immediately arrived.

The old man led into the room, and when he saw the paintings on the table being spread out, he looked panicked, and his mouth couldn't stop chattering, and it was clear that something shocking was about to happen in the next second.

"Dad, what is this, and why do you have this painting?"

As soon as Yao Yun's words fell, Yao Jinwu hit him with a big mouth.

From childhood to adulthood, Yao Yun has always been held in the palm of his hand, and everyone in the Yao family knows that the old man loves Yao Yun the most, and even the old lady likes Yao Yun the most when she is alive, but just now Yao Jinwu beat her. Yao Yun was inevitably unhappy in his heart.

"Dad, you beat me just because of a painting? Why are you? ”

Yao Jinwu regretted beating his daughter, but he also had a reason.

After a while, he shuddered and lowered his hand.

"Do you know what this is? Do you know what he's about? You turned him on, this ......"

Mrs. Yao was at a loss and asked the master what it was.

The old man held his forehead with one hand, slapped the table with the other, and muttered about the misfortune of the family.

More than ten years ago, the Yao family for a period of time often disagreed, the old lady found a diviner, the man pointed his fingers, and said that there were unclean things in this house, and the frightened old lady could not sleep for a few days, and finally found a famous local mage, the mage gave him a painting, and told him that the painting must not be opened, if it is opened, it will not work.

The old lady regarded the painting as a treasure and placed it in the most conspicuous place in the study.

A few days ago, there was rain and snow, and the study was leaking, so the old man hurriedly took out the things, and thought that his wife was curious, so he hid in his aunt's room.

"You know what? Yun'er, you may bring disaster to our Yao family like this. ”

Feng Chuan was silent on the side, and when he saw that the old man kept counting Yao Yun, he spoke, "Master, don't talk about Miss Yao!" ”

"Oh? I guess it's your ghost girl's idea, if it weren't for you, Yun'er wouldn't have been so bold and offended the taboo. Yao Jinwu said that he got up to do something, but was stopped by Yao Yun.

Feng Chuan snorted, looked at the painting, and said something in his mouth, this is nothing, it's just a portrait of the door god, I'm afraid that the old lady has also been deceived.

"How can it be unreasonable to be disrespectful to the idols?" Master Yao jumped down from his chair.

The surrounding minions were afraid that the old man would fall, and several people were busy supporting them.

Mrs. Yao knew early on that the old lady had a divine painting, but she didn't expect that it was a portrait of Zhong Kui inside.

"Master Yao, I think the old lady found someone to paint a portrait like this, it must be something terrible that happened in the family, right?"

As soon as she mentioned this, Mrs. Yao's face also changed.

The old lady didn't allow anyone in the house to mention it, but now that the old lady has passed away, everyone will forget it, and now she is asked by Feng Chuan, and the lady is uneasy, "Is this matter related to stealing paintings?" ”

She deliberately avoided it, not wanting to mention it.

Some of the minions subconsciously took a step back, and Feng Chuan looked at Master Yao, "I heard that if there is a baby spirit in the house, the house may not be peaceful." She grew more and more proud.

She looked around, and said that this house felt a little strange from the moment she came in.

"My sister didn't ask me why I didn't like to come, in fact, I am also a timid person, and the last time I came, I noticed that there was something wrong with this house, and it was swishing, so I didn't want to come today."

After Feng Chuan finished speaking, the people present were even more afraid.

The minions took a step back.

Madame sat down gently.

The old man held his head and did not speak.

Yao Yun panicked and asked Feng Chuan if there was any way to get rid of these?

Feng Chuan was silent, and Master Yao frowned, reluctant to mention it.

The aunt looked at everyone nervously.

She finally said her conjecture, would the Fang family and that child back then ......

"Shut up!" The old man glared at her, and she shut up in fear, and the house was enveloped in gloom.

Everyone held their breath, and Feng Chuan suddenly asked who was crying?

"Sister, what are you talking about, where is anyone crying?" Yao Yun's voice trembled a little.

She didn't know what happened back then, but she could see that her father and aunt were scared.

She couldn't hear anything in her ears.

Feng Chuan asked the others if they heard a baby crying? The crowd shook their heads.

She muttered, and now she heard the woman's lamentation.

Master Yao's eyes widened, "You are talking nonsense." His legs were shaking.

As the saying goes: Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts calling the door, Master Yao completely believed Feng Chuan's words and thought that the Fang family came back to ask for his life.

"Can you hear her? Impossible, impossible. ”

Feng Chuan looked at him with a smile and asked rhetorically into the air on the side, "Your name is Fang Yuen?" ”

Then he nodded and said to Master Yao, this person said that her name was Fang Yuen.

Master Yao's face was as pale as paper, white and bloodless.

She has been dead for so long, and the house is calm for a while, and today I am afraid that she will be haunted by this female ghost if she offends the idol.

Master Yao got up like a madman, hugged the divine painting in his arms, and repeatedly said that it had nothing to do with him.

He said frankly that everything that was done by the old lady back then, the old lady has passed away, and all grievances should be lifted, and revenge should not be taken again.

Feng Chuan looked aside, turned his head and said seriously to Master Yao, that person wanted her to change to justice.

"No, it's none of my business, you're looking for her." Her finger turned out to point to the lady beside her.

Chen pretended to be fearless and snorted, deniing that the matter had nothing to do with him.

"What the hell is there, God! It's not me who kills you, whoever harms you, you can find someone to take revenge! ”

Feng Chuan passed the word, this Fang Yuen said, her child has no clothes to wear, and no one is with her, so she has to go down alone to accompany her.