Seeing that Yu Qiufeng's face was full of excitement, Song Guyin and the others were stunned, and couldn't help but look at Ye Tian in surprise.

Ye Tian said coldly: "The five Tibets are the first, the spirit is sacrificed, the soul is complete, and the soul is complete, but it becomes a human being." ”

People have three souls and seven souls, and if they lose their souls, they may become demented, as Su did before, if they lose their souls, then they are not dementia, but death.

Therefore, the soul is all present to be a living person, there is a soul without a soul, and the soul cannot exist in the human body for a long time.

In fact, when Song Xianxian said it yesterday, Ye Tian was also very strange in his heart, if it was a living person, his soul was there, how could there be dead corpse spots on his body.

Corpse spots are such a thing, only after a person dies that the body will grow, and there is another kind of corpse gas, which can not be removed.

But with the strength of the Heavenly Master, if the old man of the Song family has corpse qi in his body, it is impossible to get rid of it, unless the old man Song encounters a super powerful heavenly corpse.

If this is the case, the old man of the Song family is afraid that he is a zombie at this moment.

Zombies are extremely difficult to deal with, they are born immortal and indestructible, of course, this is a situation where they do not deal with it, zombies will not die or die.

But ordinary zombies, mages encounter all the extinction, even if they encounter zombies with intelligence, it is quite dangerous.

Yu Qiufeng obviously understood Ye Tian's words, and nodded again and again: "Young man, what you said is also reasonable, there is a soul without a soul, and there will indeed be corpse spots, but in the case of Old Man Song, Master Chaotian has come to see it, and his soul is there, so this is the problem." ”

"My father has also come to see him, and Old Man Song has a full pulse and beats normally."

Ye Tian glanced at him angrily: "Can you let me see the patient first?" ”

Only then did Yu Qiufeng react, no matter how powerful the doctor was, he wouldn't let him see the patient, and he couldn't say a problem.

Immediately smiled and said, "Young man, what do you call it?" ”

"The surname is Ye."

"Ye Xiaoyou, please." Yu Qiufeng made the decision directly.

Song Guyin and the others' faces were a little solemn, even so, they still didn't believe that Ye Tian could solve the old man's situation, but Yu Qiufeng spoke, and everyone was inconvenient to say more, and followed them up to the second floor.

Step into the large bedroom.

A yin wind rushed towards him, and this yin wind was mixed with corpse qi.

Ye Tian frowned slightly, and his eyes fell on an old man with white hair on the bedroom bed, looking about eighty years old, his face was covered with cherry blossom corpse spots, like cherry blossoms tattooed on his skin.

Old Man Song closed his eyes tightly, his nostrils exhaled and inhaled, inhaling air, exhaling corpse gas, from this point of view, there is no doubt that he is a zombie.

Ye Tian made a move, stared at it for a few moments, and asked, "Starting from the long corpse spots, has he ever woken up?" ”

"No, not once." Yu Qiufeng said, this is what the Song family told him.

But Ye Tian looked at Song Guyin, Song Guyin should be clearer.

Song Guyin said: "My eldest brother was in a coma first, and then he had corpse spots, and he never woke up in the middle. ”

Ye Tian nodded, his eyes swept in the bedroom, in addition to medical equipment, there were also some calligraphy and paintings hanging in the bedroom.

Soon, his eyes fell on a picture scroll directly opposite the end of the bed, and he immediately walked over.

The width of the picture scroll is about 50 centimeters, and the length is only one meter, which is a picture of a fragrant garden, and there is a poem next to it:

The small garden is planted with red cherry blossoms, and you can swim around the flowers in leisure.

Picking flowers and flying pieces of flowers, falling gloomily on the river.

Ye Tian looked at it, and wrote behind him: Mr. Drunken Yin.

This painting reminded him of what Hongwu said yesterday, in the underground auction hall of the Eastern Capital, there was a picture scroll with fierce competition, which was Bai Juyi's painting.

He immediately asked, "Who is this drunken gentleman?" ”

Everyone was stunned and looked at Ye Tian a little strangely.

Song Xianxian hurriedly said embarrassedly: "Mr. Drunken Yin is the number of the great poet Bai Juyi during the Tang Dynasty, that is, Bai Juyi himself. ”

Hearing this, Ye Tian nodded, but everyone was confused, didn't they see a doctor, why did they stare at the painting?

Song Guyin is worthy of being a person who has experienced storms and waves, and asked, "Is there a problem with this painting?" ”

Ye Tian didn't answer him, but asked, "Did your eldest brother suddenly fall into a coma one day after getting this painting, and then cherry blossom corpse spots began to appear on his body?" ”

Hearing this, everyone in the Song family looked at Ye Tian in surprise, and the same was true for Song Guyin.

He wasn't there when his eldest brother was shooting this painting in the Eastern Capital, but he also saw this scroll after he came back, but he didn't appreciate such things as the scroll, so he didn't care about it.

But his eldest brother likes Bai Juyi's things quite a lot, and when he comes back, he hangs the picture scroll on the wall at the end of the bed and admires it day and night.

At this time, Yu Qiufeng also spoke, and said, "Ye Xiaoyou, do you mean that Old Man Song's illness has something to do with this painting?" ”

Although he asked this question, he couldn't understand in his heart, what can be related to people's illness and painting?

If not, why did Ye Tian stare at the scroll repeatedly.

Ye Tian stared at the picture scroll, the picture scroll was very simple, there was a small fence garden at the head of the river, there was a blooming cherry blossom tree planted in the small garden, and there was a woman in purple under the cherry tree, wearing beaded flowers on her head, gently picking cherry blossoms with one hand, and a piece of cherry blossoms went away with the wind and fell on the head of the river.

Combined with the previous poem, even if Ye Tian doesn't understand poetry, there is not a single word of sorrow in the poem, but he still sees a kind of sadness and longing from the artistic conception of the poem.

Seeing that Ye Tian didn't speak, Yu Qiufeng didn't say anything, and stared at the scroll, and the bedroom was very quiet for a while.

After a while, Ye Tian moved his steps and looked at the calligraphy and painting on the side, this calligraphy and painting was very long, it was a poem.

It's "Song of Long Hatred".

Ye Tian quietly looked from the beginning to the end, and suddenly, he turned his head to look at Song Xianxian and asked, "This is also Bai Juyi's poem?" ”

Song Xianxian was stunned, and everyone also had strange expressions, didn't this person go to school?

Ye Tian really didn't go to school, at least he didn't go to school after he was ten years old.

Song Xianxian nodded and said: "Yes, this is Bai Juyi's poem, which is about Tang Xuanzong and Yang Guifei, but it expresses the poet's own depression." ”

Ye Tian didn't understand the meaning of the poem, he focused on other things, and asked, "Is this poem written by Bai Juyi himself?" ”

Song Xianxian nodded slightly embarrassed and said: "This is rubbing's calligraphy and painting, but the handwriting is Bai Juyi's." ”

Ye Tian nodded, looked at Xiangyuan again, and said, "Let's not talk about the painting first, the poems in this painting are also written by Bai Juyi, right?" ”

Seeing him ask this, everyone was confused and couldn't understand what he wanted to do.

Song Xianxian has studied Bai Juyi's poems, but she has not read the poem on the picture scroll, and said: "It should be written by Bai Juyi." ”

However, her voice fell, and Ye Tian shook his head: "No, this poem is not written by Bai Juyi." ”

Hearing this, everyone frowned, Ye Tian didn't understand poetry just now, so he was sure of it in a while?

Then Song Anping sneered: "The surname is Ye, have you ever gone to school?" Mr. Drunken Yin is Bai Juyi, this handwriting is exactly the same as the handwriting of the long hatred song, who is it not written by Bai Juyi? ”

"Come on, tell everyone, who made this poem and who painted it?" Saying that, Song Anping still looked like you were pretending to be forced.

Ye Tianleng glanced at him and said, "This painting, this poem, is made by the person in the painting." ”