The layout of the room is very classical, full of the smell of literati scrolls, and the antiques on the shelves and the calligraphy and paintings on the walls are very valuable at first glance. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

But if there's anything wrong with that, I really can't see it. In fact, it's not just me, Dashan and Qiangzi are just looking at antiques and calligraphy and paintings, and I really don't know where I'm restless. Is this the hypocrisy peculiar to rich people?

"Look, I'll just say it, this place is cold and cold, it's a good place for self-cultivation, where there will be any restlessness, I think it's because the old man of the Feng family is nervous that he will have this hallucination."

Qiangzi sat on the mahogany chair with a big grin, and cocked Erlang's legs very unclenly.

Although I didn't know what I was looking for, I still searched around carefully, and finally confirmed that there was nothing abnormal, so I could only sit down helplessly, "Everyone knows things, but if you really don't do anything and tell him that it is your psychological effect, I don't think the Feng family will be so easy to fool......

Qiangzi waved his hand and said, "Didn't I say it before?" Old Man Feng went to the hospital for a check-up, and there was no problem, do you think that the doctor he sees by a person of his status is unreliable? It's all heart disease! It was he who felt that there was something wrong with this yard, and he would be restless all the time. If someone can prove that there is no problem with this courtyard, then his heart disease will be removed, and naturally there will be no more mental tension and the like. ”

Qiangzi packed the ticket and said: "Listen to me, let's exorcise evil spirits here tonight!" Wait until tomorrow to have the money in your account, just in case! ”

Since I had already said that, no matter how pretentious it was, there was no point in it, so I picked up some ancient books on the bookshelf and read them.

Old Man Feng has a lot of books on his bookshelf, and since I got the ancient book in the ancestral hall, I have been very interested in these ancient books. Unfortunately, when I came back, I was still busy, and I didn't have the time to find someone to help me see what the book was about.

"Hah! Check out these books! What's going on! ”

When I was holding the book and reading it with relish, Dashan suddenly laughed and said, "Old man Feng wants to become an immortal and wants to go crazy?" ”

"The Book of the Dao", "Hug Puzi", "The Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon", "The Law of Autopsy"......

On Old Man Feng's bookshelf, almost eighty percent of the books were all related to cultivating immortals. It's no wonder that Dashan would look at it like this, in fact, the book in my hand is almost this kind of content, but I read it from the perspective of literary hobby, so I didn't notice anything wrong, and now I was reminded by Dashan like this, I suddenly couldn't cry or laugh.

Qiangzi spread his hands and smiled: "Isn't this normal? What do you want when you have money and power? ”

"Woman!" I speak as a virgin!

"Brother Sven, don't be funny! Are you afraid of not having a woman after you have money and power? ”

The corners of Hadron's mouth twitched, as if sarcastic and as if he agreed, and said with a smile: "When you have money and power, you will naturally want to keep what you have, and even continue to pursue greater goals!" ”

"Immortality!" Dashan said in a deep voice: "Almost all the emperors of all dynasties have had similar fantasies, even if they are as wise as Emperor Qin, Han Wu and Tang Sect, it is difficult to avoid vulgarity!" ”

As soon as I talked about immortality, I thought of my immortality wine again, my heart twitched, and I smiled a little unnaturally on my face: "Let's stop talking about this kind of mythological thing, let's talk about these books first." ”

"What's the matter, the old man likes to read, can't he buy ancient books for him with the Feng family's money?" Qiangzi suddenly laughed strangely, "You say, this old man Feng can't read a book and see that he has a heart disease, right?" As far as I know, there used to be an old man who went crazy reading books in Longhu Mountain. ”

The three of us sat and chatted until someone knocked on the door outside and brought us food.

The meal is very rich, the Feng family's hospitality is good, the meat and vegetables are matched, the dishes are exquisite, at first glance, it is the master master's shot, and there are three small bottles of mellow rice wine for us to drink.

Hadron wants to pretend to be a master, can't drink it, and I don't like to drink rice wine very much, so naturally it's cheaper than Dashan. Grunt a few sips, and a small vial bottoms out. The smell of the wine made Hadron thirsty for a while, but in the end he didn't drink it.

At night, the lights outside the courtyard were turned off, and only one of the lights was turned on in our room, under which the well-fed Dashan was dozing off in a chair, and Qiangzi was meditating on the bed with his eyes closed. I was the only one flipping through the books on the table.

It wasn't until my eyes were a little sour and my mouth yawned that I realized that it was already late at night. Listening to the sound of Hadron's deep breathing, I knew he was asleep. Not to mention the mountain, I'm really afraid that his snoring will disturb the people outside.

I stretched, and fell asleep on the table in a bit of a daze.

Hazy, I seemed to hear someone sighing softly, and the voice was mournful, like crying.

I woke up suddenly, I don't know when, a woman in ancient costume was sitting opposite me, her eyebrows were picturesque, and between a smile and a smile was a sinking fish and a goose, and the moon was shy and shy of flowers.

"Do you remember me, the one who is responsible?"

The resentful tone, the slightly curled eyebrows, under this woman's gaze, my heart beat faster, and I was a little at a loss. I even forgot what she meant by negative people.

"Girl...... You're ......."

I was about to ask a question when suddenly, the woman let out a scream! Then, it was as if I had been pulled out of the space in front of me.

When I woke up, I saw Qiangzi and Dashan nervously surrounding me, and I just wanted to speak, but I felt weak, as if I had run a thousand meters at the speed of a full sprint, and the whole person collapsed.

"Brother Sven! Are you okay? Qiangzi took away the tiger tooth in front of me and asked anxiously, "Do you feel anything uncomfortable?" ”

After relieving myself, I felt the strength in my body gradually recover, and then I let out a sigh of relief and asked, "What's going on?" Did I just fall asleep? ”

"I fell asleep, but I almost lost my life!"

Dashan gently pressed my cervical spine and helped me massage it, and I suddenly felt much better. The bones on his body seemed to creak.

Qiangzi asked me what I had just seen, I thought about it, recounted what I had just seen from beginning to end, and then asked him what had happened to me.

"You've been sucked Yuanyang!"

Qiangzi's words made my face hot, and I hurriedly defended: "I didn't do anything with that woman!" ”

"It's not like that, if I really do it, I won't have time to save you! In the blink of an eye, you'll be sucked and! Hadron waved his hand, signaling that I was thinking too much, and then touched his chin, posed as Sherlock Holmes, and walked around, pondering: "At first I thought there was no problem, but now it seems that I was too naïve!" The house is fine, there is a problem...... It should be something inside this house! ”

Qiangzi snapped his fingers and said: "Ancient books have spirits, good at confusing the world, and some deeds about the spirit of calligraphy and painting have also been recorded in the ancient books of Longhu Mountain. I use a scientific method to explain that some people with special physiques can easily match its frequency, so as to feel the world in calligraphy and painting. According to what you just said, what we are looking for may be a painting! A painting of an ancient beauty! ”

I asked him if he meant that Old Man Feng also felt the spirit of painting, so he felt that this room was strange. Hadron replied that it was quite possible, but some evidence was needed.

The three of us didn't have the heart to sleep now, so we rummaged through the boxes and cupboards in the room. Every time I came across a painting, Qiangzi and Dashan would bring it to me and ask me if it was the woman I saw. But we searched for a long time, but we never found the woman I saw.

The next day, we showed up in the North Hall early in the morning.

Feng Yuxiang, Feng Zongwen, Old Lady Feng and others were already waiting there.

I casually retold the image of the woman, and then asked, "I wonder if the old lady has an impression of this woman?" ”

Old lady Feng was shocked, and a pair of presbyopia eyes stared at the three of us fiercely, which actually made me feel a pressure, as if Wang Kuchan was angry back then, and Dashan and I were both silent.

Feng Yuxiang seemed very surprised that his father would have such a big reaction, coughed lightly, and said, "If the three masters find anything, please tell it in person." ”

We didn't answer, but kept looking at the old lady.

I have an intuition, maybe Feng Yuxiang and they don't know the whole thing, and the only one who can solve these questions is Old Lady Feng herself.

"Can you see her......" Old Lady Feng's voice was hoarse and low, and her eyes were looking directly at me, "Why you?" Why ......"

This tone is like those jealous supporting actors in romance dramas, and it gives me goosebumps all over my body.

He's not going to be angry and trying to get angry with me, right?

Looking at Old Lady Feng's red eyes, I felt a little drumming in my heart, and at the same time, I was secretly worried about why I was wading into this troubled water with Qiangzi.

But fortunately, Old Lady Feng didn't break out on the spot in the end, but shouted at his grandson: "Zongwen! Go to the study and bring me that painting! ”

When Feng Zongwen came back, he was holding a picture scroll in his hand.

At the suggestion of Mrs. Feng, we opened the scroll and looked at it, and we were suddenly a little surprised.

Because I originally predicted that what Feng Zongwen brought over must be that beautiful ancient painting, but to the surprise of the three of us, this painting is not a figure painting, but a landscape ink painting!

Not to mention the beautiful women in the painting, there is not even a human figure, just a very ordinary lake landscape painting. I even think that the craftsmanship of this painting is not superb, but only the posture of the people.

Old Lady Feng waved her hand, "The painting is for you!" ”