Ye Fan's words were heart-wrenching, like sharp knives, constantly piercing into Sun Yilang's heart.

His body trembled violently, and Sun Yilang couldn't wait to devour Ye Fan alive at this moment.

"Bastard thing, I just said that I thought this object was familiar just now, this is simply one of the fakes that Tianyin Pavilion obtained, after being processed by the master, it has changed its appearance, it seems that this time, Sun Yilang is in danger."

Zhou Youde slammed the table and said angrily.

Shen Shiyun's face was also gloomy, he never expected that Sun Yilang would miss it.

"Boss Sun, this object is made of multiple pieces of porcelain, you Bogu Zhai can even come up with this method in order to make a profit, it's really eye-opening."

Ye Fan spoke again, revealing the facts and the disc.

"Poof."

Finally, Sun Yilang was in a hurry, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, his body was shaky, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

A fellow man had already rushed up and helped him down.

This scene stunned everyone, no one expected that Sun Yilang, the owner of the dignified Bogu Zhai and the most mysterious treasure connoisseur in the Jiangcheng antique circle, would be vomited blood and fell into a coma.

"I deceived customers with fakes, and even vomited blood, who is this pretending to be pitiful?"

Shen Tianyin snorted dissatisfiedly, although the voice was not loud, but at this time, there was silence in the hall, and his voice spread to everyone's ears.

"The auction can't be stopped, and people will be sent to check the remaining auction items immediately, but all the items related to that batch of goods will be removed."

Although Shen Shiyun was annoyed, she still maintained a clear brain and made a decisive decision at this time.

Bogu Zhai is the face of their business, and it took so much energy to finally build Bogu Zhai into the first antique shop in Jiangcheng, if they lose their reputation, their hard work will be in vain.

"I'll pick it myself." Zhou Youde got up coldly and said.

"Then please Zhou Shao."

……

An auctioneer had already walked up to the stage with an apologetic smile on his face.

"Everyone, Boss Sun is very old, and he has a stubborn illness recently, in order to give back to everyone, he supported his sick body to preside over the auction, and now he can't hold on, and then I will continue to preside over the auction."

These words are very beautiful, but they are also looking for a step for themselves, and they can't say that Sun Yilang was vomited blood by Ye Fanqi, right?

Although everyone knew it, but Bogu Zhai was famous, and they didn't want to provoke right and wrong for themselves, so they all chose to be silent.

Ji Nanshan snorted coldly: "Self-deception, ridiculous." ”

The auctioneer smiled awkwardly, then beckoned to the man, and hurried up with the object.

"The last porcelain vase, because Mr. Ye saw through it was a fake, so it has been broken and disposed of, and next, what we want to auction is a painting, a famous painting, please take a look."

As he spoke, he saw the two men slowly open a pair of scrolls.

The scroll slowly unfolded, and an ancient painting with strong Chinese characteristics leaped onto the paper.

Pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, under the moonlit night, a woman is quietly grooming.

As the scroll moved, the moon hanging in the sky seemed to move with it.

And the flowing water in front of the woman was disturbed by the ripples.

For a while, everyone present was stunned and stupid, as if their hearts had been attracted by this ancient painting and could not extricate themselves.

Ji Nanshan remained motionless, Shen Tianyin frowned, and his face was painful.

Even Ye Fan had a faint struggle on his cheeks.

In an instant, a chill suddenly exploded in his mind.

The milky white light was full of coldness, and Ye Fan woke up instantly.

"Demon painting, I didn't expect to encounter a demon painting."

raised his hand and patted the back of Ji Nanshan and Shen Tianyin's necks, and the two of them suddenly woke up.

Recalling everything that had just happened, the two of them were like a dream, but at the same time, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

"How so?"

"What the hell is going on?"

As more and more people wake up, questions come and go.

"Brother Ye, this, this painting is very strange, I just glanced at it slightly, as if I was attracted to her, no matter how hard I struggled, I couldn't break free from his shackles at all."

Shen Tianyin nodded on the side, obviously, his experience was not much different from Ji Lao.

"Concubine Yang's night makeup picture."

His eyes stared at the painting, and Ye Fan suddenly spoke coldly.

Always keep your heart clear, so as not to be swallowed up by this ancient painting.

"Concubine Yang's night makeup? The legendary night makeup picture of Concubine Yang, who is regarded as the first classical beauty? ”

Ji Nanshan's eyes widened in surprise, and his hands trembled as he pulled Ye Fan.

"It is said that this Yang Concubine night makeup picture is the true handiwork of the famous painter Liben in the Tang Dynasty, this painting came out, immediately attracted the favor of Emperor Xuanzong, regarded as a treasure, since then the king is not early, night sheng song and laughter."

"But why does this blessed painting make people fall into it and can't extricate themselves?"

Dragging his cheeks, Shen Tianyin muttered and asked.

Ji Nanshan shook his head: "I only know some characteristics of this painting, but I have never delved into his secrets. ”

I saw Ye Fan get up slowly and walk towards the painting with a gloomy face.

"Ye Fan, what are you doing?"

Seeing that Ye Fan's face was gloomy, his eyes were dull, and even his expression seemed to be frozen, Shen Tianyin couldn't help but exclaim.

And Ji Nanshan also frowned, unclear about Ye Fan's actions.

"Such a demon painting, no matter who buys it, can only suffer from it, so it must not fall into the hands of others."

Ye Fan thought to himself in his heart.

He wanted to know why the painting was so magical!

Approaching the picture scroll, a faint fragrance came to his mouth and nose, and suddenly, Ye Fan only felt dizzy.

At this time, that cold feeling appeared again, Ye Fan shivered, and instantly regained his clarity.

"I see, it's the painting that has a psychedelic scent, but is it the painting itself, or was it added later?"

Ye Fan kept thinking in his heart, but there were no clues.

At this moment, the woman on the scroll seemed to move suddenly.

Ye Fan squinted his eyes and stared at the woman tightly.

The woman seemed to come to life, her seductive eyes flickering frequently, exuding bursts of attractive power.

But in an instant, Ye Fan felt as if he was about to lose control.

The qi and blood in the body are surging, and the heart is hot and dry.

It felt as if this body didn't belong to me anymore.

I didn't have time to think, I closed my eyes in an instant, and my feet took a few steps back uncontrollably.

Such a move shocked the others below.

Shen Tianyin got up anxiously and rushed over and held Ye Fan up.

"You, what's wrong with you?"

saw Ye Fan raise his hand to cover Shen Tianyin's sight: "Don't look at it, that painting is alive." ”