"You're a layman. Zhang Xiaoqiang said.

"Hurry up, what kind of fart are you holding?" Lin Zhengfeng couldn't stand Zhang Xiaoqiang's tone.

"In this antique, calligraphy and painting are extremely exquisite, but when it comes to figures, landscapes, they are all classified as Chinese paintings, which are divided into landscape paintings, figure paintings, ink paintings, and so on. Figure painting is to pay attention to the vividness of the charm, both form and spirit, and to convey the spirit; ink painting pays attention to the color of ink and the change of levels. Zhang Xiaoqiang shook his head and started teaching again.

"Talking about it!" said Erin, impatiently.

"Ahem, you didn't look at this painting carefully just now, although this lady is a figure painting, but the background landscape painting style is a wet brush painting style, the effect of this water halo ink chapter is not deceiving. What does this mean?" Zhang Xiaoqiang said.

"What does it mean?" Tang Qishan cooperated.

It means that he didn't paint this painting alone. Zhang Xiaoqiang said babblingly.

"So what?" Tang Qishan then asked.

"Have you heard of Gu Kaizhi's "Luo Shen Futu" in the Eastern Jin Dynasty?" Zhang Xiaoqiang came to the spirit.

"I've heard of this, does it have anything to do with this painting?" asked Tang Qishan.

"Let me tell you, I've really seen the real "Luo Shen Fu Tu", then hang it in my master's study, and the background painting style of this lady picture in my hand is the same as withdrawing, now you understand, right?" Zhang Xiaoqiang said.

"No, you mean, this is Gu Kaizhi's real handiwork? I haven't heard him draw pictures of ladies?" Tang Qishan didn't believe it.

"Just because you haven't heard it doesn't mean you haven't drawn it, does your signature on a contract have legal effect? Can someone imitate it 100 percent?" Zhang Xiaoqiang said.

"That's really, then what do you mean, this picture of a lady is genuine, not a fake as the shopkeeper said?" Tang Qishan was surprised.

The rest of the people also stood up their ears.

"Nonsense! And what surprises you is still to come, the lady in this picture is by no means a new imitation, nor an old imitation, it is indeed a genuine work, but this background landscape is by no means a fake depiction, how can a painting have the style of two people, and the age is so far apart?" Zhang Xiaoqiang threw another bomb.

"Wait, I'm a little messy!" Tang Qishan rubbed his brows.

"it, I said it was painted by two people. "Zhang Xiaoqiang hates that iron does not become steel.

"Then what era is this ink painting from?" asked Tang Qishan.

"This ink painting method began in the Tang Dynasty and flourished in the Song and Yuan dynasties, but this background landscape is from Gu Kai's handwriting, before the Tang Dynasty, it was so rare that it was a national treasure!" Zhang Xiaoqiang said with certainty.

"This, this, you mean, this painting was originally a landscape map, and someone added characters to it later?" Tang Qishan was stupid.

"Yes, you have enough brains. Zhang Xiaoqiang praised Tang Qishan.

"Then I think there's something wrong with this painting. Zhang Tiancheng said.

"What's the problem?" asked Zhang Xiaoqiang.

"When it was hung there just now, this painting was as thin as a cicada's wings, and the light could be transmitted, but it couldn't be?" Zhang Tiancheng said.

"You know what? There's more to this painting than that. Zhang Xiaoqiang said.

"What? more than one?" were all surprised.

"If the finished product is placed in a humid environment, the paper will be eroded by the years, and the pen and ink will be thoroughly soaked in the paper, if it were me, I would find a top craftsman to scrape a painting into several pieces with a utility knife, and each one is not a fake. Silly!" Zhang Xiaoqiang said.

"......" and several people were completely surprised this time, and even Erin didn't scold Zhang Xiaoqiang anymore.

Several people got out of the car and went to the nearest hotel to stay and rest for the night.

Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't wait to unfold the picture of the lady in the room, obsessed and intoxicated, and couldn't put it down. The graceful woman in this picture is realistic and expressive, and her figure and dynamics are rendered outside the painting, just like a real person, and her soul is hooked in.

"If there were any people, what a seductive goblin it would be. Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed.

Dead.

Several people went back to their rooms to rest, only Zhang Xiaoqiang was lying on the bed, his head was pillowed with his hands, staring at the picture of the lady hanging on the wall and gradually blurred his vision......

The leaves are rustling, the grass rustling, and where the warm breeze blows, peach and plum green. In front of me is a pool of lake water, like a vat of thick green wine. There is a waterfall in the distance, and a breeze blows through it, shattering into jade beads. There is a stone pavilion next to the waterfall, there is a woman dressed in a palace dress in the stone pavilion, lightly leaning on the stone railing, the smoke eyebrows are light, the eyes are like autumn waves, looking at a pool of lake water faintly, that a strong sadness, makes people's hearts tight. The woman's lips opened slightly, and she sighed softly.

"The warm weather turns into butterflies and flies, and the clouds and rain dream of Wushan a few times. ”

"Talented and beautiful women are smiling, and the night is like a fairyland with spring returning. ”

"Childe, are you here, but you can't go over? Miss has been waiting for you for a long time, but she is sad to death. Zhang Xiaoqiang was patted on the shoulder, and turned his head to look at the side, a delicate and sweet young Gong'e in a green robe.

"I—who is waiting for me?" Zhang Xiaoqiang was stunned.

"Who else can there be? Since the last time Childe came to the door and painted a portrait of Miss, Miss has been thinking about the portrait all day long. Today, the lord is not in the house, so the son and the young lady will meet. Xiao Gong'e raised her hand and pointed lightly at the fairy in the stone pavilion and urged.

I didn't see Zhang Xiaoqiang's movements, and he arrived in the stone pavilion in an instant.

"The son is now Tengda, the high-ranking officials are optional, and the horses are ridden, I'm afraid that I have long forgotten the teacher, and what are you doing now?" the woman whispered.

The woman raised her head, her eyebrows were picturesque, slim and jade like a hibiscus out of water, the country was fragrant, Zhang Xiaoqiang was stupid.

"That, cough, teacher, do we know each other?" Zhang Xiaoqiang said back to his senses.

"What a thin heart, I thought about it day and night, but in the end, I didn't know each other. When the woman heard this, tears flowed, and she was about to drip down, which was pitiful and heartbreaking.

"Girl, don't cry, I, what can I do for you? When Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that the woman was sad, he immediately panicked.

"If the son doesn't dislike it, what kind of innocence, fine clothes and jade food, the master will completely ignore it. May the elder follow the son's side, warm the bed and fold the quilt, serve tea and water, and enjoy the spring and autumn together. The woman's pretty face was shy, and she wanted to refuse.

"Ahh

The picture is turning, night falls, and the candles flicker.

The teacher sat in front of the bed, bowing his head and blushing, waiting for Zhang Xiaoqiang to step forward.

"What is the son still doing?" the night is dark...... "The teacher's voice is like a mosquito."

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the charming person in front of him, swallowed his saliva, and thought to himself, after so many years of conduct, it is estimated that he will have to go with her tonight.

Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed forward like a hungry wolf......

The bed curtain was lowered, and only the flickering candle flame on the table remained......

"Zhang Xiaoqiang, wake up, Zhang Xiaoqiang!" Zhang Tiancheng shook Zhang Xiaoqiang vigorously.

"Who?" Zhang Xiaoqiang opened his confused eyes.

"You're still asleep? Wake up, it's not early. Zhang Tiancheng urged.

"I said you're really good at getting stuck in time, you can wait for me for another five minutes!" Zhang Xiaoqiang said impatiently.

"Five minutes? What do you mean?" Zhang Tiancheng couldn't touch his head, looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was holding a pillow and drooling, speechless.

Several people had washed up and had breakfast in the restaurant downstairs, only Zhang Xiaoqiang looked confused, yawning, sitting listlessly, and seemed to be able to fall asleep at any time.

"Xiaoqiang, didn't you rest well last night?" asked Tang Qishan.

"Well, it's not that good. Zhang Xiaoqiang waved his hand.

"There's something wrong with your complexion. Lin Zhengfeng looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang and said.

"This fat man, he must have stolen chickens and dogs last night. Erin was dismissive.

"Xiaoqiang, you won't have slept all night last night, right? No matter how precious the lady is, you don't have to look at it all night, right?" Zhang Tiancheng also shook his head helplessly.

"You know a fart, there is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book. You don't understand..."Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't bother to pay attention, he fell asleep again on the table, and he couldn't wake up no matter how he screamed.

"......" several people were completely speechless, what is the situation?

"His condition is not normal, his face is gray, his eyes are dark, and his popularity is very weak. Lin Zhengfeng said in a deep voice.

"Nothing really happened, right?" Tang Qishan also saw that something was wrong with Zhang Xiaoqiang.

"Don't leave today, I guess he bumped into something unclean last night, and if he doesn't solve this thing, I'm afraid it will haunt him, or even kill him. Lin Zhengfeng said.

"Brother Qishan, you also come at night to avoid accidents. Lin Zhengfeng turned his head to Tang Qishan and said.

"It's fine. Tang Qishan nodded.

At midnight, Tang Qishan and Lin Zhengfeng looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, with a solemn face. In the first half of the night, it was calm, and just after twelve o'clock, I saw that the painting with the picture of a lady next to the bed began to fill with a burst of fog.

This mist is not yin and ghostly, it smells faintly fragrant, making people in a trance, and it feels very comfortable and comfortable. By the time the fog filled the entire room, Tang Qishan was already in a daze.

"Brother Qishan, don't go, follow me Nian Qing's heart mantra!" Lin Zhengfeng saw the main lord appear, and shook Tang Qishan awake.

Tang Qishan came to his senses and shook his head, also surprised.

"It turns out that there is something wrong with this lady's picture. Tang Qishan saw the problem.

"There are no ghosts, no ghosts. It's so demonic, I don't know what it is. Lin Zhengfeng frowned.

"Look at Xiaoqiang. Tang Qishan reminded.

I saw a wisp of white smoke rising from the painting, hovering above Zhang Xiaoqiang's head. A wisp of white smoke separated, like an octopus tentacle, and it burrowed into Zhang Xiaoqiang's mouth. But Zhang Xiaoqiang was smiling at the moment, looking intoxicated, as if he had seen a fairyland on earth.

"It seems that this white smoke is making a mistake, and he is sucking Zhang Xiaoqiang's popularity and spirit. Lin Zhengfeng said.

"Then how do you save him?" asked Tang Qishan.

"I can't interrupt it now, and I can't wake Zhang Xiaoqiang up, this white smoke is entangled with his soul, if he wakes up suddenly, Xiaoqiang is easy to lose his soul. When the soul is separated from the body and entangled with white smoke, it will be sucked into the painting, and then it will be really troublesome. Lin Zhengfeng said in a deep voice.

"Is there any way to do that?" said Tang Qishan.

"There is a way!" Lin Zhengfeng looked at Tang Qishan.

"You say, do you need me to do anything?" Tang Qishan saw Lin Zhengfeng looking at him.

"Fall asleep!" Lin Zhengfeng nodded.

"How do you fall asleep?" asked Tang Qishan.

"I'll send you into his dream, wake him up in the dream, and wait for the moment when the white smoke exits Xiaoqiang's dream, and then I will cast a spell to suppress it, so as not to hurt Zhang Xiaoqiang. Lin Zhengfeng said.

"Okay, you say, I'll do it!" Tang Qishan didn't talk nonsense.

"But you must keep your mind clear, otherwise Xiaoqiang has a dream, if you are confused and can't get out, I can't do anything about her." And if you spoil her good deeds, you will also be in danger. Lin Zhengfeng said.

"Don't worry!" Tang Qishan nodded and said.

After that, Lin Zhengfeng lit a candle in front of Tang Qishan, drew a talisman in his palm, and printed it on Tang Qishan's forehead.

"Opening your eyes is mortal, closing your eyes and entering the divine machine. The lamp shines brightly on the soul, and the lamp goes out and returns to the secluded realm. "Lin Zhengfeng flicked the cinnabar with two fingers, right in the center of Tang Qishan's eyebrows. The candle in front of Tang Qishan was extinguished instantly, and he felt his eyelids heavy, and his consciousness was blurred for a while, and his eyes were dark, and he didn't know where he was.