The rich man's eyes were sloppy, and he didn't notice that Liu Ziang and the fat man's expressions became extremely ugly when they heard the words 'Taoyuan Immortal Village'!

He just lowered his head and said to himself, his voice trembling violently: "Since five days ago, I can't eat anyway, and I vomit after eating. Even if you go to the hospital to hang water, you will pull it after hanging. ”

Suddenly, he looked up at Liu Ziang, his face full of despair: "My son, I couldn't eat a day ago." ”

"It doesn't matter if I die, but I can't hurt my son!" Tears rolled down his eyes.

The fat man was the first to speak, shouting softly: "Since the painting is so weird, why don't you throw it away?" Ruined? ”

"Can't throw it!" The rich man's tears suddenly stopped, and the look in his eyes disappeared, "You can't throw it, you can't throw it!" ”

After repeating a few words that he couldn't throw, the corners of his mouth grinned to the limit, and he chuckled.

"This painting allows me to find Taoyuan Immortal Village. If I go to Taoyuan Immortal Village, I will not grow old or die. Hehe, hehe! ”

The fat man didn't say a word, and slapped the rich man in the face.

After waking him up with a 'snap', he glared at him and yelled.

"Idiot, you can't save your life, and you still want to be old and immortal?"

Seeing that the rich man regained consciousness under the slap of the fat man, Liu Ziang's ugly face relaxed, and he said calmly: "I'll take a look first." ”

When the words fell, Liu Ziang slowly unfolded the painting.

The traces of time are coming.

The painting is a picture of landscapes and villages.

The landscapes and trees in the painting are not detailed, but they are very charming.

The people outside the house, although not lifelike, can have all kinds of rhymes.

"The painting silk made by the first silk is dark but has a bright sense of vision. Although the landscape is not tangible, it has excellent charm. ”

"The characters are peaceful, their clothes are flying, and they look like monks and Buddhas."

"This is an ancient painting from the Wei and Jin dynasties?" Liu Ziang glanced up at the rich man.

In less than a minute, Liu Ziang identified the origin of the painting, and the last doubts in the rich man's heart disappeared.

Hurriedly nodded, pointed to the painting, and said: "It is said that this is a painter in the Jin Dynasty, according to Tao Yuanming's "Peach Blossom Spring" painted Taoyuan Village. ”

"Taoyuan Village?" Liu Ziang and the fat man frowned again and whispered at the same time.

In the next second, Liu Ziang put the painting flat on the counter and looked at it carefully.

After about a minute, I saw his brow suddenly furrow.

"What did you find?" The rich man hurriedly asked.

Liu Ziang didn't make a sound, leaned down in front of the painting, and sniffed hard.

This time, his brow furrowed even deeper.

The rich man wanted to speak again, but the fat man quickly pulled him and signaled him to be quiet.

Then, Liu Ziang made an even more bizarre move.

He stretched out his hand, pressed it against the painting, and wiped it vigorously.

He didn't erase anything from the painting, but Liu Ziang still put his fingers in his mouth and closed his eyes.

I don't know what he tasted, his expression became more and more strange.

After a long time, Liu Ziang stretched his brows and opened his eyes.

"Sure enough, it's the style of painting in the Wei and Jin dynasties." With a confident snort, Liu Ziang slowly put the picture on the scroll.

Without waiting for the rich man to ask, Liu Ziang took the initiative to speak.

"During the Wei and Jin dynasties, the famous people led by the Seven Sages of Ji Kang Bamboo Forest were all fond of the art of immortal metaphysics!"

"It is rumored that there was a famous man, because he admired the girl in the painting, so he painted with his own heart's blood, and entered the painting to stay with the girl in the long room."

The painting was already rolled, Liu Ziang handed it to the rich man, and then spoke.

"This ancient painting is painted with human blood as the base pigment. There are a total of 138 people's hearts! ”

"138?" The rich man took the painting with one hand and pointed to the painting with the other, "It seems that there are exactly 138 people in this painting!" ”

The rich man's already weak face became as white as paper at the moment.

He trembled, his eyes widened, and he clung to the painting: "Could it be that the 138 people are in the painting?" They all became...... Ghost? ”

"Ghosts?" The fat man on the side also widened his eyes and his face was full of horror.

Seeing that the fat man was so frightened that he almost jumped up, Liu Ziang rolled his eyes helplessly: "Fat man, I have told you countless times, there are no ghosts in this world!" ”

Then he said to the rich man who was also frightened.

"If you want to use human blood as a base pigment, you must mix it with other substances."

"In ancient times, most of the pigments were minerals. The celebrities of the Wei and Jin dynasties like to eat Wushisan, and it happens that Wushisan is also made of various ores as raw materials. ”

"In addition to human blood, there should also be a hallucinogenic mineral in the painting, such as the raw material of five stones. The reason why your family has all kinds of strange behaviors is due to the hallucinogenic minerals in the painting! ”

After listening to Liu Ziang's words, the horror on the fat man's face changed to excitement.

"Ore? Occult? Is it really ......? ”

Liu Ziang nodded at him slightly, and then looked at the rich man again.

"It's easy, if you really want to keep it. After going back, buy a copy of the "Incense Dictionary", make spiritual rhino incense according to the "Incense Dictionary", and smoke it for eight hours every day. ”

"It's that simple?" The rich man's face was full of incredulity, "But this painting, why does he come back by himself every time I lock it in the bank safe?" ”

"It's just that you unknowingly got the painting back in a psychedelic state."

Liu Ziang waved his hand at him, "That's all for you, if you don't believe it, you can do what I say." ”

The rich man looked at Liu Ziang in a daze.

In the end, he gritted his teeth: "Since it was Zen Master Daokong who asked me to come to you, I believe it!" ”

Holding the scroll, the rich man bowed to Liu Zi: "In four days, I will have someone send a check." ”

He wasted no time and walked towards the station door.

"Lao Liu, is it really that simple?" Looking at the figure of the rich man leaving, the fat man couldn't help but ask Liu Ziang.

But Liu Ziang just lowered his head and smiled lightly, shaking his head mysteriously.

It's just that before he could answer, the fat man's expression changed greatly.

The frightened expression after hearing the word 'ghost' before appeared on the fat man's face again.

He raised his hand suddenly, pointed at the rich man who had already walked to the door, turned his head and said to Liu Ziang in a trembling voice: "His feet? ”

When the fat man's expression changed in shock, Liu Ziang had already looked at the rich man.

He also knew the reason why the fat man suddenly became frightened.

Immediately raised his index finger to his mouth and gently 'shhh

The fat man swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and forced himself not to speak.

It wasn't until the rich man walked out of the gate of Yizhizhai and disappeared that Liu Ziang raised his eyebrows slightly: "Sure enough, there is still a problem!" ”

"Human problems?" The fat man hurriedly asked.

"People and paintings, there are still big problems." Liu Ziang pointed to the door, "Fatty, follow him." Leave a mark along the way, I will go and invite the ancestor first! ”

"Me?" The fat man immediately shook his head, "I don't dare!" ”

"It's not a ghost!" Liu Ziang immediately drank again, "Although he can't touch the ground with his heels when he walks, he is not a ghost!" ”

"It should be made by connoisseurs, paintings and people, there are connoisseurs who have moved their hands and feet."

Yes, the reason why the fat man suddenly showed horror was because when the rich man walked out, his heels hung up, and his body was crooked, as if he was floating like crazy!

There have been rumors since ancient times that if a ghost possesses you, the possessed person must 'not touch the ground'......