On the second floor of Tang Yixiong's house, there is a load-bearing square column in the middle, and the whole body is in this space, without partition. The furniture and ornaments are full of ancient charm, and none of the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall are from everyone's hands, but they all have their own merits, almost not weaker than the former, which shows that Tang Yixiong's vision is indeed very good.

On the load-bearing square pillar, there is also an ancient painting, which is different from other calligraphy and paintings, it is very luxuriously framed, with a gilded border and covered with crystal clear and flawless glass.

In the painting, there is an octagonal pavilion, a pretty woman with light makeup wearing a pink garland on her head, wearing an elegant long dress, sitting on the pavilion, she is looking at the red glow in the sky with her hands on her cheeks, and there is a thatched house not far from the background.

It is this painting that falls in Zhao Fan's heavenly eyes, as if it has turned into a dynamic scene, the woman's cheeks and clusters are extremely vivid, the thatched house is full of smoke, and even dragonflies stay on the woman's wreath, and the sunset is also fluttering in the wind.

At this time, the pretty woman turned her head as if she was aware, and her eyes met Zhao Fan.

Zhao Fan quietly lifted the eye of heaven, as if nothing had happened, and exclaimed while looking around at the calligraphy and paintings: "Old man Tang, your collections are no worse than those of famous artists, where did you get them?" Why didn't I meet it? ”

Tang Yixiong was extremely happy after hearing this, he said: "There are too many origins, everywhere, that is, now people are too chasing fame and ignoring the essence of many ancient calligraphy and paintings, I will follow Guodong to call you Xiaofan, if you see which one, I will give you as a gift for the first acquaintance." ”

"Really?"

Zhao Fan pretended to be excited, and when he saw Tang Yixiong nodding, he came to the wall to watch one by one, until he finished browsing, he suddenly came to the load-bearing square pillar like discovering a new continent, and the close observation did not seem too abrupt.

Li Guodong was surprised, this old friend who regards calligraphy and painting as his life, usually he will be disgusted even if he touches it, but the first time he sees Zhao Fan, he wants to give calligraphy and painting as a gift, he is worthy of being a master, and he has a charismatic personality.

At this moment, Zhao Fan's gaze fell on the signature in the lower right corner of the painting, "Luo Wuxin." ”

"This is ......" he looked at and knew the origin of the painting. In the secret book handed down from generation to generation by the Great Creation Heavenly Master, the three words Luo Wuxin appeared, and more than once. And every name worthy of being written into it by the Great Creation Heavenly Master is an unfathomable and extraordinary person.

Zhao Fan recalled, recorded in the seventeenth volume:

Luo Wuxin, whose real name is unknown, was born in a poor family, and he studied poetry and books hard but his name fell to Sun Shan. After that, he worked as a farmer at home until he was fifty years old, and on a long trip, on the way, it rained heavily, so he spent the night in a roadside pavilion.

At dawn the next day, Luo Wuxin changed his itinerary and went straight home to become a painter.

He is good at painting with his soul, lifelike, but he does not sell or give away.

The wandering souls and wild ghosts within a radius of 100 miles have a home, so they are called "soul paintings." "And in each painting, there is an octagonal pavilion.

At the time of a hundred years, Luo Wuxin carved a tomb couplet on the prepared tombstone: "One painting for one love, one love for one life." After that, he lay down in a coffin and ordered his children and grandchildren to bury the earth.

His paintings disappeared overnight and disappeared.

The nineteenth volume also has a record of Luo Wuxin, which is an experience of the great creation of the heavenly masters of that generation walking the rivers and lakes. At that time, a widow picked up a painting out of nowhere, and thought that the man on it was very handsome, so she hung it in her home. After that, the man in the painting seems to have come to reality, living with it, and having a good time every night. After a year, the widow began to get sick, and all kinds of diseases took turns, and almost every part of her body had problems, and the man was by her side to take care of her.

After another year, the widow's health suddenly improved, and the neighbors never saw the man again. On the same day, the widow took down the painting, put it face down on the street in front of her door, and poured oil on it and set it on fire.

What is puzzling is that the widow's temperament has changed greatly, her living habits are similar to those in the past, she loves to drink and gamble, and it is said that some people have seen her visit the green house.

In the end, that generation of Great Creation Heavenly Masters found out the truth of the matter.

The painting picked up by the widow is written by Luo Wuxin, the man is a ghost who lives in it, like the tomb couplet, a painting in exchange for a relationship, and it is also because of this relationship that the widow loves the man who is transformed into a ghost and is unable to extricate herself, plus she has been taken care of by him for a long time, she will trust the other party unconditionally, in this case, it is the time to give up.

The ghost lures her soul into the painting, settles into the empty and ownerless body, and then burns the scroll that traps the widow's soul, and the other party never returns, and the ghost continues to live in the world.

This kind of ghost that lives in the painting has a general name, "the fairy in the painting." ”

When it was painted, it was infused with the fragrance of ink, and even if it was a great Heavenly Master, it was difficult to distinguish it by its breath. The fairy in the painting specially selects lonely people who are easily confused, and uses his acting skills to gain trust while consuming the other party's body, and when the time comes, he tricks his soul into the painting prison.

Zhao Fan sighed in his heart, if he allowed this matter to develop, I am afraid that in less than two years, the pretty woman in this painting will be replaced by Tang Yixiong's appearance, and "Tang Yixiong" at that time is no longer a real old general.

This is like boiling a frog in warm water, but all the wandering ghosts who are painted by Luo Wuxin with their souls are all lowly war scumbags, even if Tang Yixiong is old, he can't forcibly take it, after all, this is against the sky. Therefore, only in that way can a body be reborn, otherwise it will be impossible to bear the rejection and destroy the body and spirit.

"Old Man Tang......" Zhao Fan faced Tang Yixiong, his finger pointed to the painting hanging on the load-bearing square pillar, and said with a smile: "I want this one." ”

Tang Yixiong's face changed, and he subconsciously shook his head and said, "No." ”

Li Guo vaguely felt that Zhao Fan saw something wrong in the painting, so he said on the side: "Why? Yixiong, I remember that you have a style of saying the same, and you said before that you would let Xiaofan pick up a random one and give it to him. ”

"Everything else is fine, but this one can't be sent." Tang Yixiong was overly nervous, and actually ran over to take off the painting and held it in his arms, and he looked at Zhao Fan with that kind of eyes, as if he was about to have the hatred of taking his wife.

"Why is this still in a hurry?" Li Guodong stood between the two for fear of conflict, and said.

Tang Yixiong stroked the glass of the painting and said, "I'm a little tired today, so I won't accompany you much, let's go back." ”

Li Guodong was embarrassed by the pestle on the ground, neither to walk nor to stay.

After a while, Zhao Fan's voice sounded like thunder on the ground, "People and ghosts have different paths, do you want me to invite you out?" Don't show up yet! ”

The tip of the index finger of his left hand, which had been cut with other fingernails, floated a drop of red blood, pointing at the painting in Tang Yixiong's arms, as if threatening.

"What are you doing? If you mess around again, I'll call the guards! Tang Yixiong's anger rose so much that even his neck turned red.

"Haven't you lost your way back to this day?" Li Guodong looked at his old friend and said with a sigh: "Yixiong, I can't hide it, I invited Xiao Fan to come here today just for you, he is a transcendent existence with great ability." ”

"You ......" Tang Yixiong said angrily: "Join forces to deceive me, okay, you Li Guodong, break off friendship!" ”

"The soft ones can't work, so I have to come to the hard ones." Zhao Fan saw that the female ghost did not appear for a long time, he flicked his fingertips, and the drop of blood fell on the face of the woman in the painting, even if there was a layer of glass blocking the outside, it would penetrate it as if it was pervasive.

Next, a blood-colored mist floated on the painting, and soon the whole painting turned blood-colored.

"Ah......h

The sharp woman's screams then floated through the second floor, and Li Guodong felt that his ears were about to be deaf. In the next second, beside Tang Yixiong, a pretty woman appeared out of thin air, no matter how she looked or dressed, she was no different from the previous painting.

She seemed to have lost her strength, snuggled softly on Tang Yixiong, and breathed heavily as if she was panicking.

"Immortal in the painting." Zhao Fan looked directly at the female ghost and said, "Report the name." ”

"Little ...... The little woman's name is Su Yu, and she meets her guru. The female ghost said with difficulty, Zhao Fan's blood drops caused her to be hit hard, and she almost had no power to resist, who made her just a wandering ghost living in the soul painting.

Tang Yixiong hugged Su Yu tightly, "Zhao Fan, what do you want?" Don't hurt her! ”

If you don't agree with this posture, you will go up and fight hard.

And Li Guodong fell into silence, he was a little frightened when he saw a ghost for the first time, but he was still obsessed when he saw his old friend haunted by ghosts, and he didn't know how to persuade him.

"That's not right."

At this time, Zhao Fan suddenly twisted his eyebrows, and then he wrinkled his nose and said, "There is one more." ”

"What's more?" Li Guodong and Tang Yixiong were stunned on the spot.

And Su Yu, the female ghost, looked very frightened, as if there was an existence in this place that was more feared by her than Zhao Fan.

"The breath of the fairy in the painting is very unique, and it is all the fragrance of book and ink." Zhao Fan put his hand into his backpack, grabbed the pen, and said: "And Old Man Tang's mansion has a faint fragrance floating everywhere, it should be a mixture of rouge gouache and spices, which is completely different from Su Yu's body!" ”

"This ...... Meaning, it's not just the female ghost hidden in the painting, but there is also one? Li Guodong's legs and feet were weak, and he almost collapsed on the ground. Zhao Fan in his mind is an omnipotent master, but he can't find where the second one is, how powerful is that ghost?

At this time, Tang Yixiong was also stunned, he didn't know that in addition to Su Yu, who was a good friend, there was a ghost in the house!

Zhao Fan really didn't sense it, and the same was true when he opened the eye of heaven, and everywhere he looked was empty. However, judging by Su Yu's reaction, she must have known. Therefore, Zhao Fan stared at Su Yu and said in a deep voice: "Say! Where's that one? ”