Chapter 222: Painting

The ground shook slightly, and there was a strong sense of murder in the air, and the huge human figure walked towards them step by step.

"Draw...... Give me...... , yes, that draw ......"

Amid the cacophony of cacophony crows, the huge figure made a heavy, eerie sound, and its arms stretched forward, as if begging for something.

Lin Zhihui's heart sank, and he thought of the painting that he took away from the old house of the Song family.

Ye Anrong put his hands around Lin Zhihui's shoulders, and Lin Zhihui also grabbed her hand.

Just as the huge fist composed of dozens of crows fell, Lin Zhihui's body suddenly shook, and a white light gushed out from his chest.

A loud roar rang out in the valley, and the white light leaped into the air, turning into a huge and friendless silver fox, turning and swooping downward, opening its mouth wide, and biting the neck of the huge humanoid fiercely.

The white light dissipated, and the crows hissed violently and fled in all directions.

On the empty highway, only the two people who sat on the ground and the white sedan that was knocked beyond recognition were left.

Moments later, the lights flashed and the shrill sirens rang out through the night.

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Although Lin Zhihui's injury was not light, he took the supplement pill in time, and it was not a big problem.

However, in order to reassure Ye Anrong, he still stayed in the hospital for observation for one night, and the next day, the two were escorted by several important people and took a plane back to Tonghua City.

As soon as he got off the plane, Ye Anrong was picked up by the car sent by Ye Wenzhi.

Lin Zhihui did not go home, but directly stopped the car and went to the Dharma Protector Temple.

Coming to the alley last time, Lin Zhihui used the same method to enter the He family's small shop hidden behind a door.

"Welcome. The fire crackled, Xiao He was half lying on the sofa, and there was a coffee snack on the small table next to him, as if he was drinking afternoon tea, and the long-haired monster before was lying on the carpet next to his feet.

Lin Zhihui didn't say hello, ripped off the backpack on his shoulder, and walked straight to the sofa opposite to sit down.

"The last time we met, your Yin Hall was black, and the black clouds surrounded the top, and I thought that you would not appear again in a short time. Xiao He put down the cup in his hand and glanced at Lin Zhihui lazily.

"It turns out that in addition to buying and selling, you also work part-time to read fortune telling. Lin Zhihui shrugged his shoulders casually and said lightly: "I have always been lucky, blessed with great fortune, and able to turn evil into good fortune." ”

"You have such a good sense of humor. Xiao He let out a short laugh, sat up straight, and instantly entered the merchant mode, and said seriously: "So, what can I serve you?"

"I have something I want to ask you for. Lin Zhihui was not in the mood to go around in circles and get straight to the point.

Xiaohe touched his chin and revealed a portrait of a profiteer: "News is also a kind of commodity, I never do loss-making transactions, let me answer questions, but I have to be paid." ”

"That's not a problem. Lin Zhihui took out an iPad from his backpack and clicked on the video inside.

In the video is a painting of a European-style stone building that looks like a barracks or a prison, with many samurai wearing armor and shields standing at the door. When Lin Zhihui pushed the iPad in front of Xiaohe, a team of knights happened to pass by, and the sound of horses' hooves hitting the ground was clearly discernible.

Xiao He immediately sat up straight, his eyes fixed on the picture, and it wasn't until the group of knights entered the stone building that he raised his head suddenly, looked at Lin Zhihui and said, "Where did this video come from, that painting is in your hand?"

Hearing his somewhat tense voice, the hairy monster actually moved, slowly stood up and walked to Xiao He's side, stared at the screen for a while, and then silently turned back to the fireplace.

Lin Zhihui smiled noncommittally and did not speak.

The painting in the video is the same as the one he saw here before, not only the architectural style and the clothing of the characters obviously belong to the same era, but most importantly, the two paintings have one thing in common, they are both "live", like a fixed-point camera, faithfully recording all the pictures that have appeared in the past.

This painting appeared on the wall of the Song family's old mansion after the half-human, half-monster guy died, and was lying peacefully in Lin Zhihui's storage space at this time.

The party in City C did not find any valuable clues. The Song family tree, the green jade earrings, and this painting are their only gains.

Among them, the box of the earrings has the ornament of the Ye family, and Ye Anrong promised to ask Ye Wenzhi, and this painting is the reason why he came to Xiao He.

"I don't know if this thing is worth answering a few questions from you. Lin Zhihui adjusted his posture and looked at Xiao He for a long time.

Xiaohe's face changed, and he calmed down a little: "This painting is very important to me, no matter what you ask, I will cooperate." ”

Lin Zhihui raised his eyebrows slightly, Xiao He unexpectedly confessed, but it was a little unexpected for him, and he thought that he would have to go through some intrigue before he could get out of the other party's mouth.

"The question I'm going to ask is very simple, it's really not cost-effective to just change the picture like this. Lin Zhihui leaned back on the sofa, clasped his palms on his knees, and looked directly at Xiao He.

Now that the initiative is in his hands, it is natural to seek to maximize benefits as much as possible, Lin Zhihui's purpose is very simple, that is, to ask what he wants to know from Xiao He's mouth.

"I can grant you any request, within reasonable limits, of course. Xiao He also realized that he was too impulsive, and looked at Lin Zhihui with some vigilance, trying to make up for his mistake: "Although I want this painting very much, I will not let you open your mouth." ”

"Deal. Lin Zhihui and Xiao He looked at each other for a moment and nodded happily.

Next, he will look for Song Lin, encounter monsters in the Song family's old mansion, and finally discover the process of painting, and briefly talk about it.

"I really don't know who Song Ning is. Xiao He thought about it seriously for a while, and shook his head very frankly: "Before that, I hadn't even heard this name. As he spoke, he gestured to the iPad on the table, "All I can tell you is about this painting." ”

"That's a shame. Lin Zhihui stretched out his hands and reached for his iPad: "I don't care about the origin of this painting or its value, my purpose is to get all the information about Song Lin and find him." ”

"Wait a minute. Xiao He hurriedly reached out and held down the iPad, the corners of his mouth pursed slightly, as if he was engaged in a struggle of thoughts, and finally raised his head to look at Lin Zhihui: "I can help collect information, if you are willing to tell and reveal more information, I can use all my strength to help you find this person." ”

"The premise is to exchange the painting for it. Lin Zhihui picked slightly, and asked knowingly.

Xiao He nodded vigorously. An affirmative answer was given to his question.