Leng Yueru's red eyes frightened Fang Hao on the side.

I grabbed Fang Hao's wrist and said, "What are you afraid of, your cousin is like this, what is there to be afraid of, close your eyes, no matter what you feel, you don't have to open your eyes." ”

"As for any doubts in your mind, I will tell you one by one when your cousin wakes up, you must remember not to open your eyes no matter what you hear, otherwise your brother will die!"

Fang Hao frowned, gritted his teeth and said, "Young Master Mu, I'm ready, you guys start, I promise not to open my eyes!" ”

"Face relaxed, how can I do it if you frown?"

"Huh?" Fang Hao snorted.

I said on the side: "Don't worry, I'm here, you're afraid of wool!" ”

Just when Fang Hao slowly stretched out his frowning brows, I didn't even see Leng Yueru's movements, the latter had already taken a drop of eyebrows on Fang Hao's forehead to stop the bleeding.

Then she used the same technique to make an extremely subtle opening on Fang Shijie's forehead, pressing the blood of Fang Hao's eyebrows on Fang Hao's head.

The whole process lasted intermittently for more than half an hour, and Leng Yueru's forehead continued to drip with fragrant sweat.

And Fang Hao was already a little untenable.

Finally, when the blood was taken for the last time, Leng Yueru said softly: "It's almost ......!" ”

"Boom!"

Fang Hao's whole body was like a puddle of mud, and he fell directly to the ground, and then he slowly broke open his eyes.

His lips turned white, which was a symptom of too much loss of energy, and he didn't want to recover in ten days.

I took out the paper on the table and tried to wipe Leng Yueru's sweat, but the latter took it, wiped it on my forehead, and turned around and walked out of the room.

At the same time, he reached out and took off the painting on the wall.

I picked up Fang Hao, who had turned into a puddle of mud, and walked out, the entire big villa, and at this time, there were only two people standing at the door who were waiting for Fang Shijie.

I put Fang Hao on the sofa, then looked at Leng Yueru and said, "What to do with this painting now?" ”

Unexpectedly, Leng Yueru directly put the painting on the table and said: "Burning is definitely not good, if you burn the painting here, Fang Shijie will be directly brain dead over there." ”

"I'm leaving, you let the dead fat man arrange it for me, I'm going to Shanyang City ......!"

I was silent for a moment and asked, "Does it have anything to do with this?" ”

"Almost, anyway, even if there is no such thing, I will go there, but it is only a matter of time or time!"

Saying that, Leng Yueru stood up: "I'll leave the matter here to you, and when I'm done, I may come back to you." ”

I nodded and said, "Then I'll send you?" ”

"No need, I'll leave now, you help me talk to my sister, and bring her a gift next time I come back."

"Well, then!"

After saying that, I directly dialed the fat man and told me about this thing.

Although the fat man likes to joke, I arrange his affairs seriously, and he has always done it directly, otherwise it will be over if it is delayed.

I looked at Leng Yueru and said, "I told the fat man, you go directly to the train station now, take the green channel, if they ask, they will say that the second master's person, the second uncle's protégé happens to be on duty there!" ”

Saying that, I asked Fang Hao to wait here any longer, and then sent Leng Yueru out.

When I got to the door, I stopped her, she turned to look at me and said, "If you have anything else, tell me quickly!" ”

I opened my mouth, and finally told Leng Yueru about the dream I had.

When Leng Yueru heard this, her face fell, she stepped forward and grabbed my hand before I could react.

He turned out to be ......!

Unexpectedly......

I put my right index finger in my mouth.

Oh!

Oh, my God!

It hurts!

I only felt a sudden pain in my fingers, and Leng Yueru actually bit my fingers directly.

Finally he let my hand go, and my blood was still hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"It seems that things are more complicated than I thought, you can do it yourself, I can't help you much."

"What I can do is to deal with Shanyang City, I hope I can help you delay the time here!"

Leng Yueru's words were in the clouds, and when I just wanted to ask her, she had already got into the car that came to pick her up.

Ay......!

I sighed lightly and returned to the living room of the villa, and Fang Hao was almost recovered at this time!

Then he said, "Young Master Mu, what is the thing on this painting?" Why is it so evil? ”

"I've seen this painting I don't know how many times, but this time it's the way it is!"

I whispered, "There is nothing wrong with the painting itself, but the person in the painting is at fault." ”

In Grandpa's manuscript, there is such a sentence; The jade has a spirit, the fairy in the painting, and the person is less than half on the ground.

At first, I didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence, but I just knew that jade is spiritual.

And the meaning of the fact that man is less than half on earth is that the way of heaven divides man into two halves.

Half is on the ground, and the other half is also on the ground.

And the other half on the ground refers to his own shadow, which is the so-called man on the ground less than half!

But at this time, I kind of understood the meaning of the fairy in the painting.

When I told Fang Hao that the woman in the painting was called a 'human immortal', Fang Hao said self-deprecatingly: "How is it the same as the painting skin in Liaozhai!" ”

I nodded and said, "Yes, your kid has a very high level of understanding, and he can even think of painted skin!" ”

When I said this, Fang Hao was not happy at all.

Instead, he raised his mouth and asked, "Young Master Mu, the things in this chat can't be true, right?" ”

Hearing this, I smiled lightly and said, "Whether it is the myth of mountains and seas, or the history of mountain villages and wild villages, or folk legends, all your incredible things cannot be groundless." ”

"No matter how high the content of exaggerated artistic processing is, under these high levels, there is the most essential secret, which is also the original version of these bizarre stories!"

As he spoke, a young man in a suit ran over.

"Manager Fang, the boss is awake!"

"The boss is awake?" Fang Hao's face was happy, and he stood up from the sofa with a bang.

I rolled up the picture on the table and handed it to the young man.

"You hold this painting, don't let go, just wait for me here, do you understand?"

After the arrangements were made, I followed Fang Hao into Fang Shijie's bedroom.

I saw that Fang Shijie had already sat up with the support of another young man.

Fang Hao hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Brother, how are you feeling now?" ”

It's all this time, and there are no outsiders, so Fang Hao naturally doesn't hide it anymore.

Although Fang Shijie woke up, his body was still a little weak, and he slowly raised his eyelids to look at the wall.

Finally, he said weakly: "I feel like I have a dream...... ”

"A ...... of a Smoke-like Dream"