Even if the first story about the realm of painting is over, I naturally rejected the two paintings of Huasuo in the end, and I know that he is also a good heart, but I can't live with it myself. The world in the painting is like a rose, beautiful but also prickly.

He understood my mood very well, so he didn't force it anymore, and later he helped me get a few ordinary landscape paintings, and the painting skills were all excellent. Now those paintings are still hanging on the white wall of the tea house among the grass and trees, they are nameless, but they can make people feel at ease.

Although I never saw it again, the two famous paintings "Traveling in the Mountains and Streams" and "Luo Shen Futu" still gave me a deeper understanding of the mysterious and unpredictable realm in the painting, of course, I later learned that my voyeurism into the realm in the painting was only the tip of the iceberg.

I didn't enter the painting for many years after that, first, because I didn't have the opportunity, and secondly, I also had resistance to this fictional world, and every time I thought of Cao Zhi's appearance, I had palpitations. I think if you're lucky enough to get in, you'll be as respectful as I am.

But life has many twists and turns since ancient times, you don't look for things, but things come to you.

The relationship between the realm in the painting and me is gone, but it is slowly getting closer to me.

……

It's been three years since I first entered the realm of painting, and one evening as usual, the street was surprisingly quiet. Yu Ge was humming a ballad and was cleaning the tea set in the tea shop, when he saw a person coming in like a ghost.

"I'm sorry, we're closed." Yu Ge said softly, but he wasn't ready to turn around and look at the man. "Come back tomorrow."

People who come to the teahouse are generally more literate and will not say that they are here to make trouble. But this man was a little unusual, he walked back and forth in my teahouse, silent, and uneasy.

All you could hear was the sound of the heels rubbing back and forth against the wooden floor.

I felt a little strange, so I put down the tea set and turned around and walked out of the inner room, and I saw an old aunt in her forties looking at me anxiously in the middle of the tea room. She was dressed in a decent leather jacket and combed her neat simple hair, and she looked quite tasteful, not like she had come to make trouble.

"Auntie, I'm sorry we're closed, if you want tea, I can pack some for you." I said politely.

"Sir, you want to save my wife, he didn't help you at that time." The old aunt didn't seem to hear me at all, and said to herself.

“…… Auntie, your wife? Who is your wife? I was stunned for a moment, and secretly thought, I don't seem to have anyone who has funded me since I opened a tea shop, could it be some old customers in tea sales?

"My wife is Jiao Yuqin, everyone calls him the eighth, have you forgotten? When you opened a store in Beijing, he helped you decorate it for free, and also helped you win over a lot of customers. Seeing that I was at a loss, the old aunt suddenly became faster.

Am I setting up shop in Beijing? I did drift north of Beijing for a period of time, but I was forced to work for others, when did I open my own shop? And I don't remember knowing a person named Jiao Yuqin. But when the old aunt said it so resolutely, it didn't seem like she was deliberately approaching. I didn't interrupt her until she could take a breath and continue.

"Now the eighth child is in trouble, only you can save him, if you have a conscience, you must not see death without help!" The old aunt grabbed me to the death, and if I didn't agree, he thought he would give up.

"Ah...... Auntie, don't worry, tell me what is wrong with your wife first? ”

"The eighth man has a convulsion. Lying at home for almost two days, only you can save him. ”

I scratched my head helplessly. "Auntie, it's useless for you to look for me if you're evil......"

"Why didn't it work?" Auntie suddenly became impatient. "You told you you you couldn't leave it alone! Aren't you specifically looking at feng shui to tell fortunes? Whatever you say today, you will go to Beijing with me! ”

Fortune-telling adventure point feng shui, thriller detective ghost drop? When did I do such a thing as a tea shop owner, and I don't have the ability to do it, it's really a fantasy.

Yu Ge couldn't help but laugh out loud and walked out of the inner room gloatingly. "Izumi! I didn't see that you had worked as a fortune teller before. You're hiding deep enough. ”

I quickly explained. "Auntie, Auntie, don't worry, you must be mistaken, I don't know fortune telling at all?"

"Won't? Don't pretend to be garlic, isn't this No. 105 Xingyuan Street? The aunt said angrily, casually swiping out a contact information from her phone.

It dawned on me that my tea house was No. 106 Xingyuan Street, and it was indeed easy to see each other sometimes when 6 and 5 were confused. And isn't No. 105 Xingyuan Street my old neighbor Azuo Daochang's incense shop? There is absolutely no mistake, fortune telling is his old profession.

"Auntie, don't worry, I know who you're looking for, I'll take you to meet him." With that, I pulled her out of the tea shop.

Go out and turn left and walk slowly two steps to the Ping An Futai incense shop, at this moment it is still the door closed, through the paper-thin window screen to reveal a faint light, you can vaguely see the motionless figure of the left chief, if I guess correctly, he is practicing meditation.

"Open the door!" I knocked on the door for a long time, and then he stood up and walked over and opened it carefully, first through a small crack, and when he saw that it was me, he slowly opened the door.

"Willow Springs! What are you coming to me for? He said impatiently.

"It's not me looking for you, it's an old friend of yours looking for you." As I spoke, I pointed to the restless old aunt behind me.

The old aunt was probably frightened by Zuo Daochang's messy hair and decadent expression, and she only came to her senses during the day. "You...... Are you a fortune teller? ”

Daoist Zuo nodded hesitantly. "That's right, professional fortune teller points feng shui."

I heard the old aunt whispering behind me angrily. "This ridiculous look really doesn't look like ......"

"You...... Do you know my wife? He needs your help. You must save him! ”

Zuo Daochang's brows furrowed slightly, as if he was recalling his past. "Eighth? Is it Jiao Yuqin? The owner of a renovation company. ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" The old aunt was as happy as if she had found a savior. "Great, it looks like you're looking for someone."

"What's wrong with him?" Zuo Daochang said casually, and didn't seem to take this matter to heart.

He ...... He was wicked and delirious. ”

"Evil? The concept of evil is too general, you can be specific, how did it happen? What are the symptoms? "Don't look at what we usually hear about a person's evil as news, Zuo Daochang has been dealing with this all year round, and he has long been accustomed to it.

He ...... He went out for a drink with two old friends from afar two nights ago, he is usually a heavy drinker, and from time to time he will find a few fox friends and dog friends to go out to eat Hessey, and quarrel with him many times for this, but it has not worked, and then I will not care about him. It was three o'clock in the morning that night, and he hadn't come home yet, so I panicked and went to several hotels he frequented, but I couldn't find him. So I called the police. The old aunt took a deep breath and stabilized her mood. Afterward...... Later, the police called me and said that they had found him on a stone bench by the river outside the north gate of the Palace Museum, saying that he was drunk. ”

"Isn't that normal?"

"If you don't look closely at his appearance, he is indeed no different from an ordinary drunk, but when I take him home, I will find that this matter is not so simple, and it is not unusual to be drunk, but have you ever seen a drunk person who has been drunk for two days? And not only was he delirious, but he also had some very strange symptoms. "The old aunt said very seriously, there should not be a word of falsehood.

"Strange symptoms, tell me about it."

He ...... His body is getting colder and colder, you all know that people are easy to get hot when they get drunk, and when he first comes home, his body is hot, but as time goes by, it gets colder and colder, and then he has almost no body temperature. ”

"No body temperature? Isn't that just death? "I said it recklessly without much thought, but as soon as I said it, I felt that it was inappropriate, and quickly covered my mouth." I'm sorry, Auntie, I said the wrong thing. ”

"It's okay...... Actually, at first I wondered if he was dead, and I was so scared that my soul was almost gone, but then I took a closer look at him and saw that he was breathing and pulse......"

Daoist Zuo's expression suddenly became serious, and he muttered to himself. "No body temperature? But breathing? ”

"Are there any other symptoms?"

He ......" The old aunt just wanted to say but stopped, and it seemed that there was something unspeakable, like a fish in her throat.

"Old aunt, this is the case, don't hide it, it's important to save people." I persuaded.

"Hey!" The old aunt gritted her teeth and finally spoke. "I can be your mother at my age, so I don't care about this, my wife has been standing ...... under him"

"Vertically?" I didn't react for a while, so I couldn't help but repeat a sentence, as soon as I said this, I felt a little embarrassed, thinking that this matter has nothing to do with me, I better stop blindly getting involved, and turned around and walked towards my tea shop.

"Wait! Boss Liu, don't leave yet. "Daoist Zuo suddenly stopped me." I still need your help. ”

This is the first time I've heard Daoist Zuo beg me for help, and it's really strange things happening today.

I looked back and saw that Zuo Daochang's face was unprecedentedly ugly, with green tendons bulging on his forehead and teeth squeaking.

"He's the hell." Daoist Zuo said casually.

"What?"

"Old aunt, don't worry, when I go to Beijing tomorrow to take a look at the scene, I should be able to find out the crux of the problem." He reassured.

The old aunt breathed a sigh of relief. "I heard my wife say that you have great powers, to be honest, I don't want to come here to trouble you, but I really have no choice, our family is not bad for money, I have found several good doctors and fortune tellers in Beijing, they can't do anything, this is a last resort, I remembered you."

"Don't worry." Zuo Daochang gently patted her on the shoulder. "Boss Liu and I will definitely be able to help you heal him."

"What?" I was stupid for a moment. "Are you kidding? How can there still be me. ”

"Boss Liu, do you want to see death and not save you?"

"Yes, little boss, since you are also powerful, please help." The old aunt tugged at my clothes again and didn't let go. "Do something good."

"You! You're pit me! "I just woke up from a dream, no wonder he stopped me and said that he asked me for help, so that's what happened.

"If you ask yourself how much I've helped you, I'll let you be one of my sidekicks at this time." Daoist Zuo didn't give me any room to refute at all, turned around and walked into his shop and began to clean up. "You can clean up quickly, let's travel lightly tomorrow morning."