In fact, it is not a mistake, Mr. Ren just asked where to find the Hundred Flowers Map, and did not say that he would definitely be able to get it.

Aren't they finding it now?

As for whether you can get it or not, it depends on fate, how can you go to the strange diviner?

Old man Zheng sulked there, Hongchen was so angry that she suddenly remembered who this old man was, and she mentioned it in the book.

Ou Chen unfortunately died that year, and the white-haired man sent the black-haired man to his grandfather, named Zheng Aiguo and Zheng Lao.

The original owner doesn't even remember what his grandparents are called, let alone Ou Chen's family, Ou Chen's person is actually a stuffy gourd, and if he falls in love with the original owner, he also takes the underground route, not to mention his grandfather, even his own father and mother, and he still doesn't know.

The people in Ou Chen's family, the original owner didn't know any of them, and at most they played together when they were children, and they met a few times occasionally.

So Hongchen didn't pay much attention to it.

Because of this origin, she should also do her best.

"Actually, it's not difficult to draw a hundred flowers."

The crowd turned their heads to look at her.

Teacher Ren said a little jokingly: "Indeed, any student from any art academy can draw it, this is a basic skill." ”

It's just that the Hundred Flowers Picture is different from the Hundred Flowers Picture, and if you can have three points of skill in the painting in front of you, you can be called a famous artist in the world.

The hairy little monster looked at him even more disdainfully.

Hongchen smiled, and didn't let anyone help, he opened the box, put aside the pen and ink, and splashed the ink, and in less than twenty minutes, a hundred flowers had been drawn.

This time, it's not the same as the one that people sell. The flowers are full of flowers, but they are just ink, and they look sparse.

But when Old Man Zheng saw it, he immediately understood what the so-called living hundred flowers of the half-immortal he found looked like.

Flowers are obviously only black and white, but they have their own fragrance, whether they are on the branches or have already landed, whether they are in full bloom or only have one bud. All with a 'live' word.

It's a mystical feeling. I can't describe it.

At this time, a bee suddenly flew in, lingered, and landed on the flower branch for a while, and everyone looked sideways.

The miscellaneous hair was stunned. There was a hint of skepticism in his eyes. opened his mouth. Still unspoken.

Teacher Ren couldn't help but rub his eyes and whispered, "Little classmate, you can't be an ink mixed with honey." ”

Hongchen: "......"

Then he came back to his senses. Laughing.

Who knew that I was going to paint today, and I mixed the ink with honey in advance? I watched a little too much TV series.

However, at the moment, this scene is indeed more exciting than the TV series, and it is more fake.

To tell the truth, this picture of a hundred flowers is a modern painting, a modern painting, without ancient rhyme, and Mr. Zheng doesn't know if it can be used in his heart, but he likes it really, even if it is useless, he has to ask for it.

Teacher Ren didn't expect that there were such talents among his students, not to study in an art academy or something, to run the Chinese department, a bit of a talent.

If she studies art, maybe there will be a superstar in the Chinese painting world, rising, unlike now, but all those who are famous are mostly oil paintings, and Chinese painting is in decline.

Xia Xue also sighed.

She and Hongchen have been roommates for a school year, and in recent months, I feel that I know her a little bit, but I didn't think about it, and this understanding is far from being in place.

Old man Zheng accepted the painting, and this time Hongchen didn't ask for money.

She went out to set up a stall to tell fortunes, she should ask for money, she was originally doing business, no matter how much she earned, it was a matter of course, but now when she goes shopping, she is just a red dust, and she is in a good mood to give someone a painting, where do you need to collect any money?

Old Man Zheng didn't say much, and hurriedly took the painting back to the fortune-telling fairy he asked to see to take a look, in case it couldn't be used, he had to mobilize more friends to help him find it.

As he spoke, he called someone regardless of the stranger's presence.

"I'll go first, Master Wang's store happens to be on Hexi Street, I'll make an extra trip to save me, Lao Ren, I'll invite you to drink when I'm free, and bring your proud disciple with me." After speaking, Old Man Zheng put the painting bucket under his arm, and did not greet a taxi when he went out, and walked away leisurely.

Teacher Ren shouted a few times, but he didn't even pretend to hear.

"Where's the reward!"

The old man offered a reward for the painting, and said okay, whoever helped him find the painting, he would give him his treasured red robe.

A real big red robe.

He couldn't help muttering a few words, usually Zheng Lao is still very reliable, after all, he used to be a provincial cadre, but now that he is older, he is starting to be a little childish, of course, only in front of close friends.

After finishing the errands, Xia Xue still didn't buy the back room she needed, but she still left with Teacher Ren.

Although students skip class, it is understandable to be a teacher, but in front of an old professor, it is a bit inappropriate to blatantly skip class.

An old man and two young people, walked out of the door, and the boss of Qu in the back greeted them with a smile to come again, and when he turned his head, he saw that the little monster with miscellaneous hair was talking quietly with his mobile phone, his eyes looked a little treacherous, and he shook his head: "Zhao Xuan, don't be bad for you, if you let me know what you did that you shouldn't do, don't blame me for telling your dad to go." ”

"Cut."

Little Miscellaneous Hair rolled her eyes.

The cultural street is more and more prosperous in the evening, and there are many pedestrians, and it is like a holiday tourist attraction.

Especially today, I don't know what's going on, it should be some kind of star, accidentally exposed, many fans flocked to it, the streets were blocked, and a group of people crowded away.

Xia Xue clutched the corners of Hongchen's clothes, for fear of getting lost, and even the teacher's face was faintly pale.

Finally squeezed out, let out a long breath, several people had palpitations, even Xia Xue didn't care about thinking about her gifts, hurriedly went to the bus station to prepare to go back to school, wiped her sweat, Hongchen was suddenly stunned, and stopped.

"What's wrong?"

“…… Is the bag still there? ”

As soon as Xia Xue touched her backpack, only two straps were left dangling around her neck, and her brand-name LV bag had long been gone.

Teacher Ren was also taken aback.

He didn't have a bag with him, but his pockets were emptied. Inside is a stack of RMB that has just been exchanged for a bus.

Hey, he's lost it twice in just a short period of time!

The first time I was lucky, this time, I'm afraid not so lucky.

"When did the thieves become so many!"

As for Hongchen, she also lost something, and the box she was carrying in her hand was safe and sound, and she had been carrying it in her hand, but the other small leather bag behind her disappeared without a trace, and there were no documents or anything inside. She wasn't used to bringing. However, the pile of broken porcelain pieces that I had just bought on the street was inside.

Hongchen sighed.

Xia Xue gritted her teeth: "Go, call the police, call the police!" ”

A bunch of people went directly to the police station to call the police.

The police officer on duty asked about the damage. The loss is more than 3,000 pieces. Or at least that. The police registered.

However, it is unlikely that it will be recovered, and people have said it. If the thief is caught, and the thief himself confesses and finds the stolen goods, they still have hope of finding it back, and they go to find it, it is impossible.

Xia Xue was so angry that her face turned pale.

Hongchen frowned.

The police are also very sympathetic, knowing that it is not easy for students: "No way, you should be careful in the future, you must hang your bag in front of you when you go out, not on your back." ”

Hongchen hesitated, and whispered: "Comrade, the things I lost are not worth much, but that thing is a bit dangerous, can you make a broadcast or something, tell the thief, those broken porcelain pieces stolen from me, try not to put them at home, find a place near the mountains and rivers to bury them, and also, go to the hospital immediately to check your body, eat more good things to make up for it in the past few days, and don't go to the cemetery or other places at will." ”

When she said this, the police were stunned, crying and laughing, what is this, she thought that there might be something wrong with the lost owner in front of her.

However, there is an old man in the family, and as a policeman, she can't say anything unpleasant, so she will send people away after a few words.

Teacher Ren had a little faith in his own students, and pulled Hongchen and them out of the police station, so he said secretly: "When you wrote your homework, didn't you predict when my wallet would be recovered?" Why don't you give another hexagram. ”

Xia Xue also looked up, looking curious.

Hongchen shook his head and showed a little embarrassment on his face, and turned his head to look at Xia Xue.

Xia Xue was a little calmer at this time, she was angry just now, and it was also because she was unhappy when she met the thief, and she didn't care about the little thing she lost.

"I want to change the bag anyway, and if I lose the old one, I will lose it." Xia Xue's teeth are sour, and she is still chirping.

Xia Xue's family is a little rich, her father is a petty official, her mother has a small business, and she has a few properties, but she is not as rich as those rich families, but she is not short of money to buy a bag.

“…… The porcelain pieces I picked out today are all things with heavy yin qi, and some of them are stained with ghost qi, which will affect the results of divination, and divination is extremely laborious, I don't think it's necessary. ”

"Hell?"

Xia Xue raised her eyebrows.

Hongchen said seriously: "If it were at another time, it would be fine, but recently, for some reason, the ghost door of Binhai City seems to be wide open, these porcelain tiles are not carefully disposed of, there will definitely be problems, and now I just hope that the people who steal them don't like it at all, don't put it at home." ”

"The hell is open? It wasn't half of July. ”

"Most of the time it's July and a half, but the Qingming Festival occasionally opens the ghost door, and other times, it's not completely impossible to open."

Hongchen couldn't explain it clearly, she herself just knew this information, and then immediately carried out the task, where did she have the time and energy to study seriously, it is estimated that she will not be able to learn all the things in her life, she can only spend a few long lives to spend it.

Xia Xue was skeptical, she couldn't say that she didn't believe in these gods and ghosts at all, but she was raised by Ma Zhemao, and it was impossible for you to let her believe it at once.

Hongchen smiled: "Let's go." ”

Xia Xue thought about it and was happy: "Anyway, even if something really happens, it's not that we're unlucky." ”

Thinking about it like this, she was a little excited, and she really thought that if everything Hongchen said was true, it would be quite interesting, and it would be better if she could see it with her own eyes.

As he walked, Hongchen suddenly stopped, stopped slightly, and then followed Xia Xue's footsteps, but he didn't feel funny in his heart.

She remembered the little goblin.

That one seems to be a star in the future, and he is quite famous. and the famous entrepreneur Ming Wen Wenming, chairman of the board of directors, is close friends, and is often mentioned on the show.

There is a certain number in the dark.

Hongchen came here instead of the original owner, to fulfill the original owner's wish, even if he didn't do anything, he didn't want to deal with the 'heroine' at all, and God seemed to be going to stir fate and tease the chess pieces on the chessboard according to his old man's own ideas.

"Interesting!"

It's a very interesting thing, and Hongchen doesn't mind.

At the same moment, in an apartment building not far from Central South University, Xiao Zamao was entertaining guests.

The guest is none other than Ming Wenwen of the Ming family.

Ming Wenwen and Zhao Xuan are netizens. I met when I was playing a game. Later, they met in reality, and the relationship between the two was very good.

Zhao Xuan felt that Ming Wenwen was lively and cheerful, and he didn't like to preach to him, let alone make friends with him because of his family's money and status. The most authentic of all his friends.

Ming Wenwen also felt that Zhao Xuan's kid was a bit like a second-year teenager. It's good to be friends. As for his family's money and power. It doesn't matter, it's just something that comes with a friend and needs to be borrowed. It can be borrowed completely, and there is no need to be pretentious.

This time, Ming Wenwen came to borrow money.

Zhao Xuan's own money is not much, his family is rich, but he will not use it casually to spend on his children, his father pays attention to raising his daughter in the rich and raising his son in poverty, and he will only spend 20,000 yuan a year for him, and if he thinks more, he will work by himself.

He's not a good money-savvy person, and he's a little lavish in spending, and he's tight every time.

At this time, he knew that Ming Wenwen had lost money in stock speculation, and took out the remaining more than 10,000 yuan this year: "You take it first, it's a big deal that I only eat at school this year, don't go out to travel, honestly, I can survive for a year." ”

The 20,000 yuan given by Zhao Xuan's family is a serious pocket money, his usual living expenses, tuition fees, etc., and his family still pays for him.

In addition, during the New Year's holidays, there are a lot of red envelopes, and on birthdays, you can also get birthday gifts.

But Ming Wenwen was a little disappointed, but after thinking about it, she also understood that Zhao Xuan was just an ordinary student now, and she was not the film and television star who would be popular all over the world in the future.

"By the way, what cousin of yours bullies you from time to time?"

Zhao Xuan suddenly remembered something, frowned, and asked.

Ming Wenwen shook her head: "What do you say, it's as if I'm talking about Hongchen all day long, she didn't bully me, it's me who meddles in my own affairs, I think she is still young, and when she meets a scumbag who steps on two boats, she should teach her a lesson, but it makes her unhappy, and now she is a lot more estranged from me, hey." ”

Zhao Xuan's face is even more ugly-something, Wenwen is kind enough to help, even if she doesn't appreciate it, it makes Wenwen cry, I don't know people inside and outside, he hates this kind of person the most!

This kid is actually uncomfortable in his own heart.

He was just beaten by his father a while ago for satirizing two poor relatives in the family, and since then he has to overreact when he hears about his cousin and cousin.

What's so good about those relatives? When your family is sleepy, you retreat, how far you run, your family is rich, they come to the door one by one, it is like a leech, biting people and sucking blood, all kinds of greed.

His father also helps every time, even if he helps the family build a house and repair roads, so as to benefit the countryside, he can also get a good name, why the juniors of the seven aunts and eight aunts get married, and his father also has to wrap a thick red envelope, and what's more, those who are not satisfied actually want his father to buy them a new house...... Why!

Zhao Xuan held back the fire in his belly, and when he heard Ming Wenwen crying there that day, it was because of his cousin who was not worried at home, so he suddenly became angry.

His eyes flashed, his gaze fell on a small purse on the table, the purse was still very beautiful, and the workmanship was fine, he walked over and poured out all the contents inside, poured it on the plate, and handed it to Ming Wenwen.

"Wenwen, look at this thing."

"Porcelain tiles?"

Ming Wenwen blinked, "Ancient porcelain pieces." ”

Most of the ancient porcelain pieces circulating in the market are not very valuable, "What are you doing with so many of this!" ”

Zhao Xuan snorted, and didn't hide it: "Find someone to get it from your annoying cousin, I heard that she still attaches great importance to it, and hides it relatively tightly, and I don't know what the use of this pile of things is!" ”

"You-"

Ming Wenwen was speechless, and after a long time, she still couldn't bear to scold her friends. "How many times have I said, don't mess around with your gang of fox friends, it's no good, learn more things, don't you like acting? It's okay to be idle, it's better to find a crew to play a cameo role or something. ”

She remembered that Zhao Xuan seemed to be because of his cameo role as a villain, he was particularly brilliant, and he hated the person he hated to the point of itching his teeth. Loved ones. But he loved it so much that he couldn't do it, and since then he has become an instant hit, and gradually became popular all over the film and television industry.

"I'll take some of this porcelain and take it for identification. Look at what they are. If only it were worth a lot. You can return it as soon as possible, so as to save Hongchen from worrying. ”

Ming Wenwen shook her head, and didn't care why Zhao Xuan had such a kind expression. I received a few porcelain tiles that she looked more special, and a piece of red and red, and wrapped it in a handkerchief.

Zhao Xuan handed the purse over to her to use, she pondered for a while, but still didn't ask for it, she always felt that this purse was quite awkward...... I don't know when Xia Hongchen learned embroidery, but she often changed her purse and wore it at school, and her behavior was like some ancient ladies.

Although she always ridicules modern women outside and has many traditional styles, which can be unpleasant to the eye, she still has to admit that the traditional taste of Hongchen's body is particularly good-looking and attractive, and others can't imitate it if they want to.

Recently, ancient costumes and Hanfu are particularly popular in schools, especially in the Chinese department, many female students love to wear Hanfu or something, I am afraid it is the wind brought by Xia Hongchen.

I took a bunch of broken porcelain pieces back to the dormitory.

Ming Wenwen felt weird in her heart, what do you say is the use of this thing, a bunch of rags, but if it is useless, what is Xia Hongchen buying them for?

Unconsciously, Ming Wenwen took something and looked at it carefully, the more she looked at it, the more strange it became, and the more she couldn't put it down, she put down the mosquito net, and then hung a sheet, the small bed was her private space, turned on the table lamp, and stared at the porcelain carefully.

It was the size of a thumb, dark red, as if it had been stained with blood, mysterious and strange......

Looking at it, Ming Wenwen fell asleep.

For several days, it was calm and uneventful.

College life is always so free and happy, but it is not turbulent.

"Do you know what happened recently?"

Wang Dandan sat at the desk, closed the computer, it was rare that he didn't play games, Zhang Hua didn't read, he held up his glasses, the two of them muttered together for a while, and they all turned their heads to stare at the sisters in the dormitory.

Hongchen and Xia Xue turned their heads together.

Li Yandu probed out of the thick detective novel.

Wang Dandan is mysterious: "Just to remind you, if you have a boyfriend, be careful, our Chinese department here, the boyfriends of the seven girls have been snatched away." This bullish character who is addicted to snatching people's boyfriends, you are all quite familiar with it, it is that Ming Wenwen, a modern female college student who claims not to rely on men, and everything must be done by herself. ”

Hongchen raised an eyebrow.

Everyone else exhaled.

"Hongchen, I heard that you are still her cousin, don't get too close to her recently, I heard that several female classmates are on fire, and you want to give her a good look, maybe in a few days, in the university campus where we are studying well, there will be a full martial arts."

Hongchen: "......"

A few people in the dormitory just gossip, they didn't care at all, Hongchen smelled something strange.

The magic weapons around her have not been very stable recently, and it is said that there is an unknown existence in the school making trouble.

For this reason, Hongchen borrowed a bicycle by the moonlight at night, rode a bicycle, and worked hard next to the dormitory building, teaching building, gymnasium, library, and canteen to go around, pasting self-made yellow charms, and had to sneak around, so that the school security guards, teachers or anything could not see it.

Yellow Fu can ward off evil spirits, even if there is evil spirit, hope can be safe.

Hongchen didn't know that this was a school, different from her world, the students here were very curious, and when they saw something so obvious as the yellow talisman, they would have a ghost if they didn't take it off, and she almost pasted it, and it didn't take long for people to almost finish revealing it.

She is not a fairy, so naturally she doesn't know this, so she went back to the dormitory, read a book for a while, and went to sleep steadily.

At dawn.

As soon as the sky was bright, the wind was very strong, whistling by, Hongchen faintly heard a few roars in his ears, and sat up suddenly.

The others also sat up, staring at each other in confusion: "There seems to be movement!" ”

"Dead man, dead man, Won so-so is dead!"

The sound was clear for a while, vague for a while, and then abruptly stopped.

The crowd shook their spirits and got up and got dressed.

Hongchen was the fastest, put on his clothes and went out, Wang Dandan followed closely behind, walked over with long legs, and grabbed her arm.

Not only their dormitories, but other dormitories also turned on one after another, and many people went out and walked towards the shouts.

After a while, I walked to the side of the boiler room, and saw a girl in yellow clothes lying on the ground, her face was full of burning bubbles, unconscious, and there were several people standing next to her, with frightened expressions on their faces, and there were fragments on the ground. (To be continued.) )