Strange things happen all the time in the world, and some things can't be explained by scientific reasoning, so people will make up all kinds of stories, spread a lot, and eventually become myths and legends or supernatural events.

Most people would rather believe in what they have than not, and although they are curious about supernatural events, they don't have the courage to explore.

But there are always people who make an exception.

After a professor at the Academy of Fine Arts heard about this, he was very curious about Chen Xu, and came to her home thousands of miles away, just to see what kind of genius the little girl was!

When the professor saw the little girl's drawing, he couldn't help but be a little surprised. You know, even if he painted those paintings himself, they wouldn't have been painted so vividly.

And Chen Xu's paintings can almost be fake, this level can catch up with the level of international masters, if you give further guidance, I am afraid that another Van Gogh will appear!

The professor was still a little puzzled, because he couldn't believe that the paintings were painted by a little girl with no art knowledge, so he made a surprising decision to ask the little girl to draw a sketch for him!

Chen Xu's parents were the first to stand up against it, on the grounds that whoever Chen Xu paints will die!

The professor laughed for a while, waved his hand and said, "These are all non-existent things, I don't believe it, let's paint!" If the drawing is good, I will accept this student. ”

When Chen Xu's parents saw the professor say this, they naturally didn't know what to say, especially if Chen Xu could become a student of the Academy of Fine Arts, there was nothing more attractive than this.

Chen Xu didn't know what sketching was, and he used the old pencil, and he quickly drew the professor's portrait.

When the professor looked at the portrait with gusto, he froze.

The person in the portrait seems to come to life, and it can no longer be described as lifelike, because it is not appropriate enough.

The professor said three "good" words in a row, and then decided on the spot to accept Chen Xu as a student.

Chen Xu's parents were naturally very happy, and it was a good thing that children in the countryside could be favored by professors from the Academy of Fine Arts, so they invited the professor to a banquet in the evening, and also found some relatives and neighbors to accompany them.

To the professor's bewilderment, the eyes of everyone looked at him a little strangely, although they were still full of respect, but they were still mixed with other things.

The next day, Chen Xu's parents insisted on sending the two to the Academy of Fine Arts, but the professor had no choice but to agree.

This is also understandable, after all, there are still some lawbreakers, under the guise of recruiting students, in fact, they are abducting and trafficking people, as parents, there is nothing wrong with being careful.

What was strange to the professor was that Chen Xu did not show much enthusiasm for her admission to the Academy of Fine Arts, as if this matter was nothing.

He plans to have a good talk with Chen Xu after returning to the academy, because it is extremely rare to be able to enter this national first-class art academy for further study, and it can be said that as long as he enters the academy, it is equivalent to opening half the door of the Chinese Calligraphy and Painting Association, and the future is immeasurable.

The professor's heart is good, but he didn't wait for the day when he talked to Chen Xu. On the way back to the city, their car crashed head-on into a transport truck, killing the professor in the co-pilot, while the rest of the personnel suffered only minor injuries.

Draw who dies!

Because of the professor's death, Chen Xu's parents took her home, threw away all her pens, and repeatedly warned her that she was not allowed to draw anything again.

What is strange to the two is that since the death of the professor in a car accident, Chen Xu has become silent, at the beginning he can still speak a few words a day, but later, he is almost silent, and he will not say a word for a month.

Chen Xu's name has spread all over the world, and everyone knows that there is a girl in Chenjia Village who paints who dies.

The story is not over, although Chen Xu's parents do not allow her to paint, but from time to time one or two paintings will still be found from her bedroom.

Shockingly, she paints not with a pen, but with blood.

The paintings are all people, and there are no other objects.

Chen Xu's parents didn't know who the person in the painting was, and they had never seen it, but the portrait was so real that it made people feel that the person in the painting would come to life at any time.

After discussing it, the two decided to hide the matter.

Although life was a little unsatisfactory, it was still possible to live, until one day, Chen Xu painted a painting, which was a portrait of her mother.

The painting is still so vivid, even more vibrant than the previous paintings, but in the eyes of Chen Xu's parents, this portrait is like a spell.

My mother was horrified when she saw the painting, and my father lost his mind and was silent, cigarette after cigarette.

Her father questioned Chen Xu why she painted her mother's portrait.

Chen Xu just shook her head, her eyes were full of pleading, meaning that she couldn't say why at all, and begged her father not to ask her again.

In the end, the father made a decision to let the mother stay at home and stay with her, even if there was any disaster, the two would go to Huangquan together.

The mother stayed on the kang for two more days, and finally couldn't bear this kind of day, so she got off the kang and put on her shoes to prepare, ready to do what she could.

Accident happened, when the mother crossed the threshold that she had to cross dozens of times a day, her foot tripped, and the whole person fell out, and when she landed, her body happened to flip over and hit the ground with her head on the ground.

When Fang's father heard a "bang" sound in the room, he hurriedly ran into the house and saw his mother who had lost his breath and Chen Xu, who was standing aside dumbfounded!

Draw who dies, no matter how much effort people make, they still can't escape the fate of death!

The father who lost his wife was sad, and in the days after the funeral, he almost didn't get a drop of water, seeing that his body was getting worse day by day, and his mental state was getting worse day by day.

The father did not blame Chen Xu, in his eyes, she was just a child, and she didn't know what the curse was, but it was not what she wanted.

She must have been very sad about her mother's death, and if she complained about her now, I am afraid she would not be able to bear it.

My father miraculously survived, began to eat, and his body gradually improved, and he took care of Chen Xu even more. The death of his wife made him see through a lot, so he simply let go of his hands and feet.

What should come will always come, and you can't hide from it.

Her father ignited hope for life, but at this moment, Chen Xu added another work to his painting - her father.

The father soon saw this painting, but he did not have any sadness, because the appearance of this painting meant that he was about to meet his wife, and the only thing he was still worried about was Chen Xu, who was not yet an adult, but he had no way to take care of her anymore.

Two days later, he was out grocery shopping when he was in a car accident, a bizarre car accident that almost never happened.

While he was riding his bicycle, he suddenly fell, and for no reason, it happened that a large truck passed by......

His funeral was handled with the help of some relatives, and after dealing with it, the relatives left immediately, none of them wanted to have anything to do with Chen Xu, and they all thought that she was a dead star.

Chen Xu became an orphan, because he was still young and did not have the ability to survive on his own, so the village committee contacted Chen Zhen.

Chen Zhen naturally didn't believe that there was anything evil, so he took Chen Xu to the city.

Chen Xu is still painting portraits, and different portraits are drawn from her pen every day. After receiving her father's car accident compensation and funeral expenses, she bought paintbrushes and paper, as well as some books on painting, and taught herself at home.

Her talent is very good, almost at a glance, in the past six months, her painting skills have continued to improve, painting portraits are far more realistic than before.

Chen Zhen did not believe the rumors that the painting would die, and he persuaded his sister to sell part of the painting as a livelihood.

Chen Xu did not oppose or support, and in the end Chen Zhen had to give up.

Recently, Chen Zhen found that Chen Xu's mood seemed to be a little wrong, so he quietly observed her.

She tried her best to restrain her ** painting, and every time she was halfway through the painting, she angrily tore the painting off, which had never happened before.

She was miserable, and during this time she didn't paint anything else, just this one.

Chen Zhen saw a hint of familiarity in the shredded paper, but because he had not seen the complete painting, he did not know who it was.

This went on for almost half a year, and it wasn't until two days ago that the half-painted picture was completely finished.

When she painted, she was always very engaged, almost sleepless, and after painting this painting, she was so tired that she immediately lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Chen Zhen is extremely concerned about this matter, after all, this is an extremely unusual thing.

After Chen Zhen got off work, he returned home and took a look at the studio through the crack in the door. He was stunned when he saw the painting that had already been painted.

The person on the drawing paper is him, Chen Zhen. The portrait looked lifelike, even a little more energetic than himself, and the painting was almost finished.

What puzzled him even more was that he actually found a faint connection with the portrait, but he couldn't say it, the painting made him feel like his own brother, and the person in the painting would jump out and replace him at any time.

With the precedent of his uncle, aunt and many animals, Chen was very frightened in his heart, and this fear was like a spark on the prairie fire, growing bigger and bigger, and finally unable to be controlled.

When Chen Zhen said this, he took a deep breath, and a look of fear appeared on his face.

"I must not be able to escape this." Chen Zhen's tone was full of sadness, and the whole person seemed to be much older.

He Xianquan didn't say anything, just thought about it on the side.

According to the things narrated by Chen Zhen and the information obtained from Wang Weiqian before, Chen Xu is equivalent to a soul-hooking messenger who is still living in the yang world, and her soul-hooking method is a portrait. As for what happens after the death of the person being painted, it is not known, but perhaps the more qualified soul envoys should be able to know.

"How long has it been since Chen Xu painted your portrait?" He Xianquan asked.

Chen Zhen immediately replied, "It's been a day and seven hours." ”

He Xianquan nodded and said, "This matter is a bit weird, I need to see Chen Xu." ”

"That's no problem, she's at my house, I'll take you there now." Chen Zhen said immediately.

He Xianquan did not have the slightest confidence about this trip, according to the current analysis, there was no lonely soul in this strange incident, but there was contact with the mysterious soul envoy.

"If only I could ask the Soul Charmers, they might know about these things." He Xianquan thought to himself. He thought of the book on grimace again, and maybe there might be some clues in it.

Now he has barely been able to read some of the content of the Yin language, if there are words that do not understand, you can also immediately use the Yin learning method that you have sorted out to find out, just like a primary school student using Pinyin and Xinhua Dictionary to read a Tianlong Babu, if you are serious, you can also read it.

Thinking of this, He Xianquan took out the book and turned the first page.

Chen Zhen's car drove very steadily, almost untouchable, until afterwards, He Xianquan did not know that he had once driven a parade car in the army, when it was in a separate column, the brakes could not be more than twice, and when turning, the full glass of water on the car could not spill a drop!

After knowing this, He Xianquan couldn't help but look at Chen Zhen even more, the best soldiers in the world are worthy of being the best soldiers in the world, whether it is in terms of hardship and hard work or military skills, they are the best in the world.

It was the first time he had officially opened the book, and it was an authentic ancient book, the kind that was turned from back to front and looked at from right to left.

As soon as the book was opened, an ancient smell wafted out, and I don't know what paper it was made of, it was very thin and light, and the toughness was also very good.

The three large characters on the first page are very eye-catching, red, and even if they cannot be compared with the calligraphy of Chinese characters, it can be seen that the writer's calligraphy skills are extraordinary.

"Azure Biography!" He Xianquan struggled to translate, but he could still recognize the meaning of these words. He turned to the second page with doubts, the preface.

He Xianquan can analyze some things from the way the book is written, the person who wrote the book should be a person before the Republic of China, but it should not be earlier than the Ming Dynasty, because many of the above narrative methods are close to the vernacular, and they can still be understood.

When he finished reading the preface, he felt a huge wave in his heart.

The preface is only a few words, and it briefly states the purpose of writing the book and the author's situation. The author's name is Tianqing, and this book is his autobiography. Tianqing's true identity is Yin and Yang Ke, he was a teacher in the early days of the founding of the Republic of China, and later because of the difference in congenital physique, he could be cultivated into a Yin and Yang guest, shuttling between Yin and Yang.

"This is a book about Yin-Yang Ke, there must be a lot of things recorded about Yin-Yang Ke, it seems that God let me get this book, hahaha!" He Xianquan held back the excitement in his heart, if Chen Zhen was by his side from time to time, I am afraid he would laugh a lot.

Tianqing's book is very exquisitely made, and it seems that a lot of care has been put into it. At the beginning of the third page is the table of contents of the book, and He Xianquan's eyes lit up after seeing the table of contents.

In the later chapters of the table of contents, there are records about magic, and two more are about the learning methods of Yin script.

"It seems that Xueba and Mr. Teaching have something in common, that is, they are good at summarizing and sorting out." He Xianquan finally found another common ground with Tianqing, and he was very happy in his heart.

To read a book, you must first understand the table of contents, especially a book about academics, if you don't look at the table of contents, you may lose a lot of the fun of reading.

To his disappointment, there was no such thing as a painting soul in the catalog. I flipped through the chapters of the spell, and there was a table of contents on it, and I looked at it a few times, and found that almost all of the yin characters in it were new words, and I couldn't understand it at all. Judging from the length and difficulty of the spell, it should be a relatively large spell.

"It seems that the mystery of painting souls can only be counted as one step at a time." He Xianquan felt a little dizzy when he was reading in the car, so he had to sigh and close his eyes to recuperate.

He Xianquan regretted a little, maybe he would not have been so poor after reading this book earlier, so that after returning to the yang world, he was abused by a sanctimonious guy like Sun Zhengyi.

……

After a while, the car stopped. The two of them got out of the car and entered a residential building, and when He Xianquan entered Chen Zhen's house, he immediately had a feeling, because he had been in contact with the soul envoy several times before, and the feeling of the soul envoy was extremely strong, like the taste of the soul envoy, but it was still a little different.