027, the painter feasts in autumn
Xie Kun entered Xie Jingyu's room, sat on the chair, crossed his legs and asked in a deep voice: "Why are you so stupid and don't know if you are calculated?" ”
Xie Jingyu's crying eyes swollen into walnuts, and seeing Xie Kun's eyes almost became a little crazy, she pressed Xie Kun's shoulders with both hands and said, "I don't know, I don't know anything." Brother, you must avenge me. Even if I want to marry Qin Chao, before that, I have to make Xie Weichen and Xie Wuwei pay the price of blood. ”
Although he has seen a lot of Xie Jingyu's arrogant side on weekdays, Xie Jingyu at this time is in a state of trance and hysteria, Xie Kun is a little frightened, and feels that Xie Jingyu is very strange at this time.
"You, what do you want to do?" Xie Kun swallowed and asked her.
Xie Jingyu looked at Xie Kun and suddenly laughed sadly.
Zhao Su walked briskly from the corridor, and walked to the courtyard before he hurriedly shouted, "Young Master." ”
Then he stepped into the study and said to him: "I heard the news from outside, saying that Zheng Zhukuai has found those missing women. ”
Before Xie Wuwei could be happy, he was shocked by Zhao Su's next words.
"But all they found were their bodies. I heard from people outside that they died too miserably, and they were skinned to death. Zhao Su said very normally, and did not show panic, because this similar incident reminded her of a person.
"Skinning to death?" Xie Wuwei spit out these four words heavily, and looked at Zhao Su, his eyes full of disbelief.
He had never heard of such cruel methods, and he was so frightened that his heart was tingling, and his hands and feet were weak.
Zhao Shu hurriedly helped him sit down and poured him a cup of tea to suppress his shock.
Seeing that he took a sip of tea and calmed down, he continued: "The body was found in the mass grave in the west of the city. ”
Xie Wuwei's face was full of horror, "There are such heartless and crazy people in this world, how can they be so cruel to those delicate girls?" What is the grudge of cruel skinning? ”
Zhao Shu pondered for a moment, and then said, "Young Master, do you remember the last time we went to Moxuanzhai?" Was the painting that was bought by Ji Gongzi in the end? ”
Xie Wuwei looked at Zhao Su, with a terrifying look in his eyes, "Su'er, what do you mean?" ”
Xie Wuwei could hear the pounding heartbeat in his chest very clearly.
Thinking of reaching out and touching the painting that day, I suddenly felt a little disgusted.
Zhao Su nodded, frowned and said, "Although the slave doesn't know how to paint, he can also see that the material for painting is indeed rare." No matter how good the rice paper is, it can't be painted with such an aura. The minion once read in a book of strange stories, and there was a story about a beautiful woman painting her skin, and perhaps the person who painted it imitated it. ”
However, this is not a story, but someone once gave her such a painting.
Zhao Su wondered if this painting could be from Yan Qiu, the first painter of the Chu State?
Could it be that he is in Jinning County?
She led her troops to repel the soldiers and horses of Chu and the Northern Dynasties, and became famous after that.
The state of Chu sued for peace, and Yanqiu followed the envoys to the Great Zhou, and once gave her a painting to express her admiration.
But later she found out that the material of the painting was made of human skin, and it was burned up before it could be heated.
Now I want to come to the material and painting workmanship, except for the banquet autumn, there is no one else.
Yanqiu Danqing's skills are amazing, and he is a high-profile court painter in Chu State.
His face is extremely evil, absolutely beautiful, and his personality is even more perverse and secretive.
Therefore, Zhao Su did not have a good impression of him.