"Most people can't see anything but the bridge, though. Of course, these people are also the least likely to buy this painting. Speaking of this, Qin Yan lowered his head and took a sip of water.

"So, whoever buys this painting can see what's on the bridge?" Li Kun asked.

"Yes."

"How do you explain the difference in what you see?" It's weird!

Qin Yan gave Li Kun an unfathomable smile, "Want to know?" ”

"Of course," that's not nonsense.

"Then let's see if we can get that painting today."

"How?" Li Kun didn't have a clue at all.

"Let's change out of your monk's robe first....... Didn't I say you, you all came out of the temple, so you don't know how to change your clothes? Isn't it annoying to wear this every day? ”

Li Kun looked down at his upper and lower monk's clothes, and said, "Don't bother, I'm used to wearing it, it's trouble-free and comfortable, and it doesn't cost money." Why don't you try it too? I've got two extra sets to go. ”

............. Just after six o'clock in the evening, Qin Yan and Li Kun, who was dressed like an upstart, walked into the most prosperous antique market in Southwest City. The two of them hugged their shoulders, pretending to be careless, and looked at each stall from shop to store, but it didn't take long for their eyes to start hurting.

"There's no way to find it, is it?" Li Kun rubbed his eyes and said, "There are a lot of things in it that are too heavy with yin qi, and I think most of them should have been stolen from the grave." You say, that painting can't have come out of some tomb as well, right? ”

Qin Yan looked around at the bustling flow of people and the antique-looking shops, and said, "When my friend checked, he didn't hear that it came out of the tomb, but he didn't find out where the source was. The most important thing is that such an obviously problematic painting has no breath at all........"

Qin Yan tried to search several times, but each time it was in vain. He couldn't feel the existence of the demon that Li Kun had said before. Could it be that painting is just an introduction, and the really powerful force has always been in the broken bridge?

"If we can't find the painting tonight, we'll go straight to the broken bridge." Qin Yan said.

"Okay."

The two continued to search, and after half an hour, they finally saw a painting with a bridge on a stall, but Qin Yan was deflated after only looking at it for more than ten seconds, the ink on this painting was not dry, it was obvious that the stall owner had just painted it and hung it not long ago, besides, there were brushes and ink next to it.

Isn't this an antique market? What does it mean to paint on the spot?

"Alas........" Li Kun let out a long sigh and pulled Qin Yan to continue walking inside.

Suddenly, both of them stopped moving. Directly in front of them, about five meters away, a man of medium stature was looking intently at a painting unfolded in his hands, and at the angle at which Qin Yan and Li Kun were standing and their height, they could just see that the painting was an ancient bridge.

The two quietly approached the man looking at the painting, standing on either side of him, one on the left and the other on the right.

The paper is a little yellowed, but surprisingly thick, so just looking at it like this, you don't have to touch it to know that this is not ordinary paper, and it must be very old. And the ink bridge above is even more vividly outlined. It's just that the vision that flashed on the self-painting just now disappeared without a trace after the two approached.

As far as the eye could see, Qin Yan didn't see any people or anything on the bridge, and neither did Li Kun, although this painting made him feel very uncomfortable, but he didn't capture anything on it.

Qin Yan touched his chin and thought to himself, it's a little interesting!

"What are you doing?" The man holding the painting finally noticed the two people beside him, he put the painting away vigilantly, and turned to look at Qin Yan and Li Kun.

The man is twenty-seven or eighteen years old, wearing a high-quality casual pants, with a square face and a high nose bridge, looking very manly, but he has a pair of peach blossom eyes, which invisibly adds a touch of femininity to this rigid appearance.

Qin Yan pointed to the painting in his hand and said with a smile, "Dude, where did you buy this painting?" “

The man shook his head and said, "You can't buy this painting." “

After saying that, the man didn't look at the two of them, turned around and left.

The two glanced at each other, and waited until the man was ten meters away before moving forward slowly.

"Did you think he would take the painting to the broken bridge tonight?" The two followed the man all the way to a rather high-end looking residential building, and when they were bored downstairs, Li Kun asked Qin Yan.

"It should be," Qin Yan raised his head and counted the stars, "Whether it is directly or indirectly, that painting has harmed a lot of people." Although it is very clever at hiding its anger, as long as it is a fox, it will always show its tail. What's more, it had already sensed the existence of the two of us just now. Just in case, I think it should have shot early. “

Li Kun thought about it and felt that Qin Yan's analysis was very reasonable. It's just ........, it's boring to do this! Not to mention that the stomach is hungry too.

Hearing the "cooing" sound in Li Kun's stomach, Qin Yan turned his head in wonder, "Didn't you just eat two bowls of noodles at five o'clock?" Why are you hungry again? “

"You also said that you ate at five o'clock, what time is it? It's almost twelve o'clock, brother. Li Kun took out his mobile phone from his arms and showed him the time.

"Aren't you a monk? Still so hungry? “

Li Kun looked at Qin Yan with round eyes, "Brother, your logic is very strange, can't a monk be hungry?" Who prescribes? In some ways, we are also ordinary people, but we are closer to the Buddha than ordinary people. As the saying goes, wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha leaves a ......... in his heart"

"Whew!" Qin Yan pouted.

The two were arguing when they suddenly heard a rush of footsteps coming from the building in front of them. The two of them followed the prestige, and after a while, they saw that the man they were following had indeed run out with the painting.

In the middle of the night, the man didn't even change his pajamas, and even his feet were still wearing the family's sandals. Walking into the streets of late autumn in such a dress, how thin you look. However, he himself did not seem to feel it at all, and his expression was serious as if he was only concerned about the road under his feet, and other things were not important to him at all.

"Are you going to break the bridge?" Li Kun was panting and trotting to keep up with Qin Yan's pace, "What about five hundred miles, this thing is going to walk over on foot like this?"

Qin Yan felt that his trip was really an experience, and he actually followed a barefoot guy for two and a half days without sleep - the man's slippers had been lost at some point. And looking at the color of his feet, Qin Yan and Li Kun couldn't help but sigh, and the flesh and blood on the soles of their feet were blurry, making people unbearable to look at them directly.

Two days later, in the evening, the three of them walked in the wilderness at sunset.

"Brother, I think I'm blind this time." Li Kun said weakly as he walked.

"Me too." Qin Yan was about to lose patience when he looked ahead, and he wanted to do things in a down-to-earth manner, but he didn't expect such a lot of effort.

"I mean, I'm looking at you." Li Kun put his hand on Qin Yan's shoulder, and barely stood firm with the help of his strength, "I wanted to borrow your east wind, but I didn't expect to almost take my old life." ”

Qin Yan glanced at Li Kun slantedly, "What nonsense, look at what's ahead?" ”

Li Kun turned his head, and the fatigue and hunger on his body suddenly disappeared without a trace.......