Chapter Two Hundred and Two: Omen of Death 1
It was already more than nine o'clock in the evening, and it seemed a little late for dinner at this time, and there were no guests in the restaurant, so we asked for a private room, ordered a table of good dishes, and of course, fine wine.
At the dinner table, through Miss Wang's dictation, we learned about the origin of this painting. Miss Wang said that the painting was auctioned by his father for more than one million yuan, and it is said that it was the handiwork of a famous painter during the Ming Dynasty, and it has been stored underground for hundreds of years, and it is said that the archaeological team found a Ming Dynasty tomb and unearthed cultural relics from the tomb. At the same time, there were many burial goods unearthed, but the archaeological team only took the painting, and the rest of the burial goods are still in the ancient tomb.
"Why didn't you just take out one painting and not take out the rest of the funeral goods?" Li Yuan poured himself a glass of red wine and asked.
I lit a cigarette for myself and looked at her, and I could see deep fear in the woman's eyes, as if she didn't have the courage to continue.
I said to her, "You tell me to be detailed, don't be afraid, we will definitely help you solve it, what strange things happened?"
She took a sip of red wine and was silent for a moment before she raised her head and said, "At first, those goldfish I raised died inexplicably, and I didn't take it seriously, but the next day, my favorite cat also died, and died very miserably, falling from the balcony."
"What else?" I motioned for her to continue.
"These days I dream of the woman in the painting as soon as I lie down, I dream that her eyes are bleeding, and she just looks at me like that......"
As she spoke, Miss Wang trembled as she hugged her body, she was frightened, and it seemed that she could not get any useful clues from her mouth, and she had to go to her house to understand what was going on. Thinking about it, this is also common sense, a person who has never been exposed to supernatural events will inevitably be afraid when encountering this kind of thing. But judging from her story, even if the painting is a female ghost, the female ghost has no intention of harming her, otherwise she would not have been given the opportunity to come to us for help.
I drank a little high, my head began to get a little dizzy, I thought of what had happened these days, my heart was panicked, the stillbirth incident was finally over, and before I could catch my breath, then there was a new strange thing! And the tricky mirror murder incident has not been at all until now, but fortunately, no one has been killed recently, and this clue seems to be broken here, but I always feel that it will not be so simple!
After dinner, it was already late, Li Yuan and I went home with Miss Wang, and Qin Tai took a taxi back to sleep with everyone, all of this was normal, but I always had a bad premonition in my heart. Before leaving, I handed the dust bead to Ji Xueyan so that the soul envoy would not go to her again.
"I haven't asked Miss Wang's name yet......" Sitting in the car, Li Yuan asked.
"My name is Wang Yue, not much older than you, just call me Xiaoyue."
"Okay, Sister Xiaoyue, do you live alone? Where's your husband? Li Yuan continued to ask.
"I'm not married." Wang Yue replied.
"I see, do you have a boyfriend?". Li Yuan continued to ask.
"Does it have anything to do with me inviting you to my house?" Wang Yue glanced at him and said in an unkind tone.
Li Yuan smiled and didn't ask any further. I told her: "Sister Xiaoyue, don't be angry, I also think it's strange, you're not too young, why don't you have a family?"
She smiled wryly and said nothing. Li Yuan looked at me and pursed his lips, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.
After a while, he arrived at Wang Yue's door. It was a small villa with a pleasant scenery all around, and from the perspective of Feng Shui, the location was very good, and I guess even if there was anything, I wouldn't dare to trespass!
As soon as I entered the door, I saw a statue of a god at the door, and I folded my hands and bowed to the statue three times before stepping into the hall.
"You're going to sleep in the living room tonight." Wang Yue said, pouring a glass of water for each of us.
"Sister Xiaoyue, aren't you going to take us to see that painting?" Li Yuan took the cup and asked.
"Well, follow me." Wang Yue led us upstairs.
She lives on the second floor, the room is big and beautiful, and the TV in the living room is still on. She casually turned off the TV and said to herself, "It's weird, I remember that the TV was turned off!"
She said it quietly, but I heard it, so I opened my eyes quietly. When I opened the Eye of the Sky, I suddenly saw a woman on the couch, and when I looked at it again, the woman had disappeared from my sight.
I almost screamed, what I saw just now must be something unclean, could it be the woman in the painting! I wanted to tell Li Yuan, but I was afraid of scaring Wang Yue, so I didn't say anything and followed them into the room.
Wang Yue's room is very large, all of them are pink, even the bed sheets are pink, and you can see many famous paintings hanging on the wall from a distance. I didn't know much about paintings, but there was one painting that caught my eye, it was a painting covered in a black cloth, and it was so abruptly attached to the pink wall that it was hard not to notice it.
"It's the painting, go see it for yourselves." Wang Yue stood in the doorway, pointing to the picture frame on the wall that was covered by a black cloth and said to us.
Li Yuan and I walked to the wall, Li Yuan looked at me and motioned for me to do it. I thought to myself that you are so much more powerful than me, and let me lift it, in case it is a demon, and the first thing you see is me, then I am not very unlucky! Taking a deep breath, I grabbed a corner of the cloth and gently ripped it off the frame.
It was a black and white portrait, the woman in the painting looked noble and generous, fresh and refined, although it was not a full-color portrait, but in the Ming Dynasty, someone could paint this kind of painting, it must be a god. I looked at it for a long time, I didn't think there was anything wrong with this painting, and I couldn't detect the slightest yin qi with the eye of heaven, this is an ordinary Ming Dynasty painting!
Li Yuan looked at it for a long time, but obviously didn't see the problem, so he turned around and asked Wang Yue: "Since you are so afraid of this painting, why don't you hang it outside?"
I nodded approvingly, and finally got to the point, which is what I've always wanted to ask.
Wang Yue said to us, "Go out and talk."
We went downstairs and came to the living room, Wang Yue turned on the TV and said to us: "It's not that I refuse to remove it, but every time I find someone to move out, when I go back to the house, it will still hang on the wall."