Chapter 36: A Strange Oil Painting

Maybe I knew that I was going to do something beyond common sense tonight, so during dinner, no one talked much, and the atmosphere became a little dull and depressing for a while.

Jiang Wei had the heart to open his mouth to break this uncomfortable atmosphere, but when the words came to his lips, he saw that the other three people all had serious faces, so he gave up.

Minute by minute, probably due to psychological reasons, everyone felt that the temperature of the entire living room was lower than usual.

When it was just dark, Jiang Wei called the old man and Chen Wenhui out, but until now they didn't see anything different from usual.

"Maybe you can find something unusual by going to a neighbor's house nearby."

While it was still early, Jiang Wei quietly asked Chen Wenhui and the two ghosts to go to other people's homes to investigate.

"Xiaowei, it's dark now, you see, when are we going to start."

Chen's mother was a little breathless, she had never doubted what Jiang Wei had said, worried about her son's comfort, she couldn't wait for Jiang Wei to get rid of the evil in the family immediately.

"Let's get started now, then."

Jiang Wei didn't want to wait any longer, he was going to inspect here in advance before Chen Wenhui and the others came back.

"Okay, okay, Jianguo, you take Jiang Wei to look at it again at home, you must be careful, don't let go of every corner."

As soon as she heard Jiang Wei promise that she could start at this time, Chen's mother was relieved and hurriedly asked her husband to accompany each other.

Since he had seen it once during the day, Jiang Wei was familiar with every room here, and even if he didn't need someone else to lead the way, he could easily tell what was behind each door.

But after all, this is someone else's home, and he is not good at acting alone, although he now has a certain immunity to ghosts, but if he suddenly touches those things, he will still unconsciously feel furious in his heart, so if there is someone by his side, he will still feel a lot more at ease.

The first thing the two of them entered was the room where Chen Jianguo and Chen's mother lived, and the layout in this room was very simple, a large bed, a dresser, a closet and two bedside tables, in addition to the LCD TV on the wall, wedding photos and an oil painting.

Because the things placed were concise and clear, when he came in to look at it during the day, Jiang Wei didn't look carefully, but just glanced at it and went to other rooms.

However, when he re-entered the room at this point and looked closely, he noticed that something was wrong.

Everything else was normal, but the oil painting hanging on the side of the bed seemed to be slightly different from the one he had seen when he came in before, and it was difficult for him to say what was different.

This painting depicts a sleeping Western girl, lying quietly on her side on a white silk cloth, her half-naked body half covered by translucent light veil, and her equally white and flawless skin gives people a sense of freshness and tranquility.

Because the girl was on her side, Jiang Wei could only see her side face at this moment, but what made Jiang Wei feel strange was that the girl in this oil painting seemed to be frowning.

The whole painting, which was originally smooth and natural, became extremely uncoordinated because of this frowning action, or because of this frowning action, it changed the originally beautiful artistic conception of the painting style.

Jiang Wei's profession originally included interior design, and he was very confident in his vision in this regard, if he was asked to design this room, he would never put such a word into the bedroom.

"Uncle Yang, ...... you look at this painting?"

Jiang Wei pointed to the oil painting on the wall and asked Yang Jianguo to see it, he believed that even if he didn't say it explicitly, the other party could understand what he meant.

Yang Jianguo followed Jiang Wei's fingers and looked at the mural on the wall, and after only a moment, he frowned.

"This picture of a court maiden was given to me by a friend of mine, and I heard him say that it was painted by some master, and when I got it, I thought it was good and hung it in the bedroom, but now it seems that it feels different from the original one."

Staring closely at the paintings on the wall, Yang Jianguo struggled to distinguish the difference between what he saw before and what he saw now.

"Hey, it's been so long, I didn't pay much attention to it before, and I can't remember what it looked like when I saw it now."

Obviously, Yang Jianguo is not too concerned about this aspect of painting, otherwise he would not even be able to see such an obvious place.

Jiang Wei remained silent, took the Yin Jade that had been in his pocket in his hand, and moved his footsteps towards the place where the oil painting was located.

"Uncle Sun, if you take a good look at it, you will definitely be able to see that something is wrong with this painting."

He was talking to Yang Jianguo, but Jiang Wei's mind was completely focused on the painting, and after a while, the girl's brows in the painting seemed to be wrinkled deeper.

"I don't see ......"

As soon as Yang Jianguo said half of his words, Jiang Wei stepped forward with a brisk step, and the yin jade in his hand pressed on the face of the girl in the mural without the slightest reason.

"Ah......h

At this moment, both of them clearly heard a terrible scream coming from the oil painting, and then a faint white shadow rushed out of the oil painting, rushing towards the direction of the closet without hesitation.