Chapter 33: The Paintings in the Room
"Isn't it all hyped up by people whether it's worth anything or not? If you're interested, I can help you stir up, and many unfamous works are stirred up in this way. Jiang Fei smiled, and there was a hint of cunning in her eyebrows.
I don't know why, but seeing her expression, I began to suspect that she was pretending to be so mentally retarded in front of me.
"Really? That's okay.,These are all handed down before.,And no one wants it.,Although it's a little novel.,But the painting skills are only average.,Plus the people who painted this painting are drawn by many individuals.,So it's not famous or anything.。 Sun Miao smiled, as if she didn't have much hope.
Jiang Fei was confident, her eyes were shining, and when she looked at those paintings, it was like a different person.
"No problem, these paintings are at least two hundred years old, although they are not famous paintings, but they are also historical relics, and don't you think these paintings are narrative paintings?" Jiang Fei walked up to a painting with a serious face and looked at it seriously.
And my room was next door, so I didn't bother with it, walked to the next room by myself, and gently pushed the door open.
As soon as I pushed the door open, a cold wind immediately rushed towards me, and the chill made my bones hurt a little.
No, there's something weird about this place!
I closed the door, then opened the Eye of the Sky, reopened the door, and slowly poked my head into the room.
There were no lights in the room, and all I saw was ordinary furniture, tables and chairs, and there was nothing strange about it.
There was no air conditioning inside and there were no very windy windows.
So where did this eerie cold air come from?
I continued to walk inside, and the room was an ensuite, and there was another room inside after a round door.
By this point, I finally knew why it was so cold.
There is a spiritual seat in this room, and there is an incense altar under the spiritual seat, and the incense ash in it has a thick layer, which should be some years old.
The cold air just now emanated from behind this spiritual position, and now that the distance is closer, it feels like standing under the air conditioner, and the cold wind keeps blowing towards the collar, which makes people feel frightened by new strength.
"This fairy friend, excuse me!" I hurriedly retreated, found Sun Miao, who had not yet left, and asked him what was going on in that room.
As a result, Sun Miao began to hesitate, and her eyes were also erratic, as if she was hiding something.
"Sun Miao, since you call me Master now, then you also know that if I want to know something, there is always a way, but if I try to find a way, then your good life will come to an end!"
Sun Miao's face turned pale with fright, and she knelt in front of me with a plop, and said in a trembling voice: "This room is where our ancestor lives, and according to legend, this spirit girl is what he left behind, and you pushed the door open and entered it yourself, and it was too late for me to shout." ”
"Then why are you so scared?" I looked at him quizzically.
"Shizu often comes out in the middle of the night, many of us have seen him, although Shizu will not hurt us, but he likes to use us as a punching bag, I have a brother from the same door who left because of this incident." When Sun Miao said this, she subconsciously poked her head out and looked around.
Suddenly, his body stiffened, and he looked behind me in fear.
As soon as I turned around, I saw a gray-bearded man standing behind me.
Oh no, it's not so much a human being as a soul.
However, this person's soul seems to have been cultivated for some years, and now it is really manifested, and it is still so realistic.
And if I didn't guess wrong, this should be just a remnant soul, and I'm afraid that this long cultivation has reached the point of perfection.
"I've seen my ancestor!" Sun Miao had already been so frightened that she knelt on the ground and looked at the person in front of her respectfully.
I took a closer look and found that this person was very good-looking, even if he had silver hair, but his face was also the best of the best, and he must have been a beautiful man like Pan An when he was young.
The Taoist eyebrows and beard are very long, snow-white floating in the air, and the Taoist robe on his body is also floating, and he can't see his feet, suspended in the air, and the whole person reveals a feeling of fairy wind and bones, and it is not a simple character at first glance.
"Who have you brought here, do you know that outsiders are not allowed to trespass in this place?" The silver-haired old man spoke slowly, and the moment he opened his eyes, the surroundings seemed to dim, and the light in his eyes was more agile than that of a living person.
I looked a little stunned, although my grandfather was also majestic before, but that kind of awe was given by others, in fact, my grandfather was a very ordinary old man, if you don't say it, I'm afraid that no one knows his ability and former prestige.
But the person in front of him is different, he doesn't need to speak, it makes people respect in their hearts, and when he opens his mouth, his soul is as if he has been baptized, and he is refreshed.
Is this the difference between Taoism and our Heavenly Master? We have always dealt with ghosts, and after a long time, our bodies will also be contaminated with evil energy, and the general face of the Heavenly Master is fierce, and there will be a feeling of ferocity and evil at a glance.
This is actually the same as the fierceness of the door god, the more powerful the Heavenly Master Sect practiced, the more obvious this physiognomy becomes.
But my grandfather was different, when he laughed, he was a bodhisattva in the van, but when he became serious and angry, he was like a demon in hell, making people feel uncomfortable and chill at the first glance.
I was stunned, and I was completely impressed by the old man in front of me.
Sun Miao didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and explained: "Master, my master broke the seal of that piece of jade, you must already know about this matter, and now this Taoist chief is here to clean up the evil spirits in this piece of jade!" ”
Speaking of evil spirits, the old man's face changed slightly, and a pair of eyes looked at me.
I looked straight ahead, unfazed, waiting for him to speak.
This is a terrible character, no matter how arrogant I am, I also know how to be restrained at this time.
"Is that this kid? Is there a way to subdue my evil spirit? The old man's wide robe waved slightly, and then the whole person slowly landed on a stone bench not far in front of me.
He leaned lazily, and he didn't say anything in terms of momentum, just like a fairy.
"Senior, I'm smiling, I don't have a choice, I'm going to give it a try, after all, this is related to my friend's life, so it's not a joke, I'm serious!" With that, I waved a silver needle at the old man.
I did this just to see where he got now.
There are many kinds of cultivation, and his soul, which is obviously after death, is not far away, and then cultivates on its own.
After cultivation, the level can be divided very finely, of course, this is just a kind of discrimination between outsiders, and we never use it.
The silver needle broke through the air with a thud, and when the old man found it, the silver needle was already close to it.
But who knows, the silver needle stopped in mid-air so straight, and there was no meaning to go further.
And what surprised me even more was that after stopping for a while, the silver needle stabbed through the old man's body with a thud, and a trace of bright red blood came out, dripping on his clothes, and he suddenly fainted.
I was dumbfounded, this has reached the point of being an entity, which means that if this person allows, he can directly ascend to immortality.
"Boy, you have some skills, but do you know the origin of this spirit girl?" The old man suddenly opened his mouth faintly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a vague smile.
I shook my head and sat down on the stool across from him, staring at him.
The old man sighed, and then said, "Once upon a time, there was a girl and a boy, and they loved each other so much that they wished they could be together all day long.
But later, the girl fell in love with the rich man, and the prince didn't take a fancy to him, so he cruelly abandoned the boy, and connived at the prince to send someone to kill his whole family, and came to hunt him down.
Seventy-three knives, looking at the lack of good skin on his body, but the boy miraculously did not die, and was rescued.
From that time on, the boy studied art with the Taoist, and a few years later, he actually got the true transmission of the Taoist.
The boy was bent on revenge after the death of the master, so he went back to find the girl, took the girl's child when the girl gave birth, and then killed the woman, and sealed the woman in a piece of jade, and put it in the extreme yin place to let her be eroded by ten thousand ghosts, and tortured by ten thousand ghosts.
It was supposed to be like this, and this matter ended like this, but what I didn't expect was that when the boy was about to feather, he was moved with compassion and wanted to see the girl for the last time. ”
Speaking of which, the old man's Lian See became very bad, and his eyes lost their look.
Seeing this, I also guessed something, this boy may be the old man himself.
And that girl is very likely to be the spirit girl.
No wonder it was an evil spirit, it turned out to be nourished in the place of extreme yin.
Of course, I just thought about it, didn't speak, didn't bother him, and waited for him to continue.
Later, the boy dug up the jade, but what he didn't expect was that not only did the girl not die, but instead the evil spirit of the evil spirit cultivated into a form, and the moment it was dug up, the girl's evil qi soared to the sky, and the whole mountain turned black.
She became an evil spirit that everyone feared, and that night, more than a dozen of our disciples had an accident. ”
"Then you ignited the spirit in your last life, and then used your life to make a blood spell to seal her again, and you have to endure the torment, and you will not be able to live forever. Isn't it? I continued in a daze, and suddenly remembered a story that my grandfather told me a long time ago.
That story is a bit similar to this story, but it's not so specific, I listened to it as a myth at the time, and I didn't expect that one day, I would hear the original ......