Isn't it that the Empress can use the power of the curse to bring resentful people back to life and become zombies?

Is this still a big secret, and the generals and Cain also played mysteriously with Ji Yang.

However, the expressions of the two of them did look a little tangled, and Ji Yang didn't ask them.

Just as Tang Bohu came back to WeChat, Ji Yang simply opened >, "Adult, I don't know what's the matter with finding the little one?"

"Lord Zhong Kui asked the little one to draw a self-portrait for him, and the little one was painting for Lord Zhong Kui just now, so he didn't reply to the adult immediately, and I hope the adult will not blame. ”

clicked on WeChat and saw Tang Bohu's reply, Ji Yang's expression was still a little unnatural.

Zhong Kui was so idle, he even asked Tang Bohu to make a self-portrait for him.

"Tang Bohu's self-portrait of Zhong Kui should be very realistic, it must be good to use it to ward off evil spirits, hang Zhong Kui's portrait, and the little ghost will definitely run away when he sees it. ”

Ji Yang said to himself with some amusement.

What he said was not to belittle Zhong Kui, but in reality, there are indeed many people who use Zhong Kui's portrait to suppress evil spirits.

After all, catching ghosts and eating ghosts is Zhong Kui's duty.

"Tang Bohu painted Zhong Kui, if this is taken to the mortal world, it is definitely the only one, if it is sold, it is estimated to be very valuable. ”

muttered to himself twice in his heart, and Ji Yang stopped thinking about it.

If he had just been able to contact the Three Realms and didn't have much money in his hand, he would probably have been able to do something to find Zhong Kui to ask for a self-portrait.

But now Ji Yang is not short of money, this kind of thing, he just thinks about it.

"It's not a big deal, I have nothing to blame you, I just want you to show me a painting. ”

"Look at the paintings, do you want the little ones to help you appreciate the quality of the paintings?"

"No, no, no, I got a painting here, some people say you painted it, others say it wasn't, I want you to take a look at it and see if it's from you. ”

"I see, so please send me the painting and let the little one take a look. ”

When he first heard that Ji Yang had a painting for him to see, Tang Bohu thought that Ji Yang wanted him to help appreciate the quality of the paintings.

After learning that he had misunderstood, Tang Bohu asked Ji Yang to send the painting to him.

Tang Bohu has painted many paintings, how many there are, and Tang Bohu himself can't remember clearly.

But whether the painting was painted by himself or not, he can naturally tell the difference.

"Okay, I'll send it to you. ”

As he spoke, Ji Yang threw the scroll in his hand into the mobile phone, and as the mobile phone screen flashed, the scroll disappeared.

Peng Caixuan and Mu Hang on the side looked envious after watching the scroll disappear.

Although it is not the first time to see Ji Yang take out a phone that looks ordinary, but completely different.

But every time they saw Ji Yang using WeChat to chat with Heaven and Earth and send things, they were still very envious.

Because compared to ordinary mobile phones in the mortal world, Ji Yang's mobile phone is really good, a mobile phone that can directly transmit physical objects, how good it would be if he could have one.

Peng Caixuan and Mu Hang can only be envious, because the entire mortal world is just Ji Yang.

When they were envious of Ji Yang, the scroll that Ji Yang had transmitted had already reached Tang Bohu's hands.

When he got the scroll, Tang Bohu didn't waste time, and directly opened the scroll and looked at it.

His eyes swept over the maid on the scroll, looked at the seal at the place where the payment was made, and after a few glances, Tang Bohu rolled up the scroll, then nodded, and teleported the scroll to Ji Yang.

Ji Yang was waiting for Tang Bohu's reply, and when he saw the scroll flying out, he grabbed the scroll.

"Did you teleport me back? Is this a fake?"

When Ji Yang was puzzled, > Tang Bohu had already replied to him when he sent the scroll to Ji Yang.

"My lord, I did paint this picture of a lady. ”

"This is my handy graffiti work, it's just a clumsy work, if the adults like it, I can draw a few better ones for the adults to enjoy. ”

A work of graffiti, a clumsy work.

Seeing Tang Bohu's reply, Ji Yang's heart beat fiercely.

Tang Bohu really doesn't know the value of his paintings.

Just this graffiti work, a clumsy work in his mouth, is worth more than 20 million.

Although this price may be a little watery, because those who deceived the village chief of Song may have designed it a long time ago.

Shout a high price, anyway, the money is official, they can still get more money, how good.

But Tang Bohu's paintings are very valuable, it's true.

This graffiti work must be worth more than 10 million.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

"For the first time, I realized how easy it was to make money. ”

Ji Yang coughed dryly a few times, and thought of it as if he was laughing at himself.

He felt that he would never have to be afraid of running out of money.

When he was short of money, he would find those famous ancient painters and writers who had died in the Difu, and sell one of them, which was enough to squander it for a while.

I thought so in my heart, but Ji Yang didn't really do it.

After calming down his mood a little, he replied to Tang Bohu> "Don't use it for the time being, when I need it, I'll look for you again." ”

"Good adults, small ones can provide good paintings for adults at any time. ”

"Okay, then I won't bother you, this bottle of wine is for you, take it and drink it. ”

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir......"

After Ji Yang sent a bottle of Scottish vodka to Tang Bohu, he looked at Tang Bohu's thanks, and after he replied that he didn't need to thank him, he put away his mobile phone.

No matter who it is, it can't be used in vain.

In case Ji Yang really has a whim one day, maybe he really asks Tang Bohu for a few paintings.

When the time comes, he will ask other ancient painters for some, such as Wu Daozi (painting saint), Huang Gongwang (Fuchuan Mountain Residence), Wang Ximeng (thousands of miles of rivers and mountains)......

When the time comes, I will make an exhibition of ancient famous teachers' paintings, and I will hang it when I think of it.

"Boss, what's going on, is this painting real or fake?"

When the picture scroll flew out of the mobile phone, Peng Caixuan actually wanted to ask.

But seeing that Ji Yang was still chatting on WeChat, he didn't bother, for fear of delaying Ji Yang's affairs.

At this time, Ji Yang put away his mobile phone, and he asked softly.

"This picture is real!"

"Really, those bastards, they deserve to die for themselves!"

After learning that the painting was real, Peng Caixuan said angrily.

Mu Hang, generals and others on the side also nodded in agreement.

"Those people deserve to die, but these villagers are so innocent!"

"Alas, wait a minute, send a WeChat message to the king of Hades, let him take care of them a little, and arrange reincarnation as soon as possible, let them reincarnate. ”

"Dust to dust, dust to dust, your life is completely over!"

Ji Yang muttered to himself, his palm slapped several times in a row, and several purple flames flew out of his palm and landed in several places in the village......

(End of chapter)