"Get the fuck out of Lao Tzu, don't touch Lao Tzu's paintings, believe it or not, Lao Tzu killed you."

From the hallway of the hospital came the hysterical roar of Bao Bei, who was frantically baring his teeth and claws, trying to break free from the crowd.

Those little brothers under him tried to stop him, if it weren't for the twenty or so people, they really couldn't hold down Bao Bei.

At this moment, the madness of his whole person is no less than that of Wan Xiaokai just now.

His younger brother walked with Bao Bei with a painting and took him to the hospital room.

Wu Qing was standing in the middle of now, waiting for the men to return, when he saw that the deranged Doctor Bao Bei had forcibly tied him to the bed.

Wu Qing took the painting, and after just one glance, Wu Qing almost fell.

However, at this moment, a trace of golden light swept through Wu Qing's body, this is the golden light of morality, which is the condensation of Wu Qing's noble medical ethics for many years, hanging pots to help the world, and those good thoughts of healing patients, this moral golden light can resist any evil spirit.

In a trance, Wu Qing regained his senses again, and muttered in his mouth: "This painting is really not simple, it seems that you have to go to Doctor Jiang Xian to deal with it." ”

The doctor in the hospital checked Wan Xiaokai's symptoms just now, and finally came to the conclusion that Wan Xiaokai was really evil, and Bao Bei definitely didn't need to say it, so naturally it was the same.

It is best to leave this kind of evil matter to Jiang Fei, and they ordinary doctors are helpless.

Since Wu Qing had been in contact with Jiang Fei several times before, he deliberately left Jiang Fei's phone number so that he could be contacted in case of an emergency.

Wu Qing dialed the phone from his pocket and dialed Jiang Fei's phone number.

Toot toot!

A beautiful female voice came from the phone, "The number you dialed is not in the service area. ”

In order to make sure that Jiang Fei didn't see anything temporarily, Wu Qing deliberately dialed several times, but the result was still the same, and there was no way Wu Qing had to send him a text message, hoping that Jiang Fei could rush back after seeing it.

Then Wu Qing contacted Lin Xiaoxue again, and came to the conclusion that Jiang Fei had an urgent matter to go out temporarily, and it was estimated that he would not be able to come back within half a month.

This made the situation urgent, Wu Qing could only use his own connections, he had been the dean for so many years, and naturally knew many famous people, including experts in appreciating people.

"Lao Jin, I haven't seen you for a long time, are you free today? I have something I want to ask of you. ”

The person Wu Qing is looking for is a famous cultural relics expert in Tianhai City, Jin Shi, not only a professor of the Department of Archaeology of Tianhai University, but also a resident guest on various treasure appreciation programs.

Jin Shi said on the other end of the phone: "I'm idle all day, how can I not be free, what can you say, it just so happens that I can go over and have a look when I'm idle today." ”

Wu Qing smiled: "I have received a particularly evil painting here today, and anyone who has seen it has become crazy." ”

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and he said, "Are there any obvious features of this painting?" ”

"Features? It is an ordinary landscape painting, with two lines of poetry written on it, which is the Qingping tone of Li Bai in the Tang Dynasty, and the first sentence at the beginning is that Yun wants to be compatible with clothes and flowers......"

Before Wu Qing finished speaking, Jin Shi's tone became more and more urgent.

"Old Qing, where are you now? I'll be there right away. ”

For the old people who love cultural relics like Jin Shi, the thing they want most is to see those ancient cultural relics, which is more powerful than the temptation of beauty and money.

After all, the older generation of people, they all have faith in their hearts, and there are not many people who like beautiful women and money.

"I'm in the hospital right now, you should come over quickly."

"Okay."

The other end of the phone immediately hung up the phone, and after half an hour, Jin Shi finally arrived, and shouted at the door of the ward: "Lao Qing, I'm here, what about the painting?" ”

Jin Shi's words were full of anticipation, and it seemed that he was extremely eager to see that painting.

Wu Qing shook the painting in his hand, when he saw this painting just now, in order to prevent someone from falling into it next, he specially rolled up the painting.

"It's this calligraphy and painting in my hand."

Jin Shi ran over and laughed: "Show me this painting quickly, I don't have any hobbies in my life, I like this kind of antique calligraphy and painting." ”

Wu Qing didn't hand over the painting in his hand directly, but said: "Don't panic, this painting is a bit evil, anyone who looks at it directly with the naked eye will fall into it and become a madman, we need some preparation before looking at the painting." ”

Jin Shi's whole person looked chattering, and his face was full of doubts: "Could it be that legend true?" ”

"What legend?"

"Legend has it that Yang Guifei is the concubine of Tang Xuanzong, in the Anshi Rebellion, Tang Xuanzong fled to Shuzhong with her, and when she passed through Ma Weipo to rectify, the forbidden army forced Tang Xuanzong to hang Yang Guifei to death under the pear tree in front of Ma Weipo Buddha Hall on the grounds of red face and chaos in the country."

"What does this have to do with this painting?"

"Of course it has a relationship, it's strange that Tang Xuanzong has a deep love for this Yang Guifei, and after his death, he let the Taoist priest seal her body, so that her body does not rot, but after that, Yang Guifei's body disappeared inexplicably, as if it was passed into the hands of the onmyoji of the cherry blossom country back then, these onmyoji crushed Yang Guifei's flesh and bones into paint, and then mixed them together with special medicinal powder, and made a painting through secret techniques, that is, the night makeup picture of the concubine that was later legendary, from then on, Yang Guifei's soul exists in this concubine's night makeup picture, and she uses this painting to absorb men's essence and maintain herself. ”

Jin Shi said one by one, and the whole Wuqing was a little scared in his heart.

"And what to do with this painting? It must not be burned, this painting is too evil, and there are two patients who have become crazy because of it, we can't burn it without permission, in case something goes wrong, we can't afford it. ”

Jin Shi smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? Let's take a look first, the current technology is so advanced, and you don't need to see it directly with the naked eye, just look at it with a machine. ”

Anyway, he can't see this picture of the concubine's night makeup, and he vows not to give up.

Wu Qing said: "That's right, this is a good idea. ”

"Let people put on sunglasses and don't look at this painting, take a picture of this painting with their mobile phone and send it to me through a video, and I will use my mobile phone to look at it here."

"Don't bother, I'll do it."

Wu Qing didn't know why, this concubine's night makeup picture didn't seem to be useful to him at all, he seemed to have an immune function to this painting.

Jin Shi deliberately advised: "Do you want to think about it again, if you fall into it yourself, no one present will be able to save you." ”

"You may not believe it, but I'm naturally immune to this painting."