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The old man was satisfied: "It's pretty much the same, I can tell you that you don't have money to invite me." He looked around, saw the beautiful picture on the wall, and pointed with his hand, "I want this picture." ”

Qin felt a pain in the bird's heart, this was the only picture of a figure in his gallery, which was the one that read "There is a dagger in the Xunjiang River, and I don't know the lovesickness". But now he can only offer it with both hands, go to the wall, pick up his beloved painting, roll it and hand it to the old man.

The old man sat down again and opened the medicine box, took out a few vials and sprinkled them on Lan Ting's wound, and then pressed a few more acupuncture points, and the bleeding really stopped.

Qin wiped the sweat off his head, put his mind at ease, sent the old man out, and listened to the old man's nagging: "Let me tell you, my bottles of medicinal powder are more expensive than gold, and I have lost a lot of money today." ”

Qin could only nod and smile at the bird, and immediately returned to the bedside after sending the old man away, pulled over a chair and sat down. This was the first time he had carefully looked at Lan Ting's face, and his expression became solemn. He was a well-read poet and a master of divination. I once met the guidance of a master, although I am now down, but I have a ravine in my chest since I was a child.

"This looks so strange!" Qin thought to the bird and took out something from under the bed.

It was a complete turtle shell, and the lines on it were by no means ordinary water turtles. And the lines look a little like words when you look closely, but the strokes are strange, it should be words from a long time ago.

He blocked the front and back of the turtle shell with both hands, and shook it three times, and each time he shook it, there was a "bang" sound, and three times he stopped from the turtle shell with six medals larger than his fingernails.

The words engraved on the medals looked like they should be the same as those on the turtle shell, but the words on each deck were different, and they looked at them one by one from right to left, "How is it possible!" Qin couldn't help but exclaim at the bird, "How could he be such a fate?"

Qin had already seen some doorways, but he still couldn't believe that he had re-tested it twice, and the results were exactly the same three times before and after. He let out a long sigh, "Oh, providence!"

At this time, Lan Ting coughed, slowly opened his eyes, and was in a trance at first. Seeing him wake up, Qin Xiangniao hurriedly put the medallion into the turtle shell, and quickly put the turtle shell under the bed.

"Are you awake?" Qin smiled at the changing expression of the bird

"Uncle, am I still alive?" Lan Ting felt weak, and the golden Buddha light appeared again when he was unconscious just now, but this time the golden Buddha light was already covered with cracks. He remembered that in the blood pool, the jade-faced people and Dongfang Yuxuan both said that they were born demons, and he felt sad in his heart.

"Of course I'm still alive, I'll find a doctor to heal you. Qin helped him up and let him lean against the head of the bed.

"Uncle, I want to drink water. Lan Ting's mouth was dry and his lips were cracked.

"You wait for me, I'll get it for you. Qin ran to the table, poured water from the pot, and took the bowl for Lan Ting to drink.

Lan Ting wiped his mouth after drinking, remembering the scene in the alley just now, and felt a chill in his heart, did he do all of them by himself? Shaking his head, he suddenly found that the beautiful picture scroll on the wall was gone, and hurriedly asked, "Uncle, where is the painting?"

Qin said "cough" to the bird and rubbed his hands, "The doctor who treated you just now liked that painting, so he ...... it."

Lan Ting was smart, and from the first time he saw him, he found that he was in shabby clothes, and he knew that Qin was living in a tight situation for birds. It seems that he must have used that painting to offset the money for medical treatment, and said in his heart: "Uncle, if I have money, let's redeem it." ”

Qin smiled at the bird, "When I decided to give that painting away, it didn't belong to me. And why chase it back?"

Lan Ting nodded and said: "There is some truth, what is lost can never be returned, and even if it comes back, it will be different from the original." ”

Qin Xiangniao remembered that he was going to paint, and asked, "You also want to draw people?"

"Yes, what I want to paint is also a beauty, but it's in clothes!" Lan Ting's words reminded Qin Xiangniao of Lou Guanshan and their forcing themselves to draw a picture of the Spring Palace, Qin Xiangniao was embarrassed and said, "I was also forced to be helpless." ”

Lan Ting said: "Uncle in the future, no one will force you to paint what you don't want to paint, they have been disabled by me." He thought that if he said that he had killed a few people in Lou Guanshan, Qin would be very surprised by the birds.

But Qin didn't react to the birds, "If it's me, I'll kill their dogs." ”

Lan Ting smiled: "Uncle, you really impress me!"

Qin said to the bird: "Don't talk about them, who are you going to draw?"

Lan Ting moved his body, "You have to go to the Xiling Inn with me and draw it according to my son-in-law's request." ”

"Do you still have a child?" Qin couldn't believe that this young man was extraordinary, who would be the person who could make him call Childe?

Lan Ting smiled: "You can just go with me, please pay ten times the price." ”

Qin waved his hand at the bird, "No, I'll paint it for you for free." ”

Lan Ting didn't shirk either, and slowly got out of bed, although the wound was very painful, but now that Sister Yu'er's whereabouts are unknown, it was better to let Qin draw a missing person notice for the bird earlier. He gave Qin to the bird some money, "Uncle, you bring a paintbrush and find a carriage to take us to the Xiling Inn." ”

Qin Xiangniao originally wanted him to rest for a while, but seeing that he was anxious and thought that maybe the matter was urgent, he didn't dare to delay, so he went out to find a carriage, packed up his paintbrushes and paints, and took Lan Ting to the car.

By the time they rushed back to the Xiling Inn, it was already dark. Yang Yixiao stood outside the door, saw Lan Ting get out of the car and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Senior brother, are you injured?"

"The minor injury is out of the way, I brought the painter here. Lan Ting flashed, and Qin greeted the bird and Yang Yixiao.

Yang Yixiao nodded in response, and said to Lan Ting: "Come in, Master is in a hurry." As soon as the words came out, I realized that it was called wrong, they should be called Qi Chu Gongzi in front of outsiders.

Lan Ting patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, Uncle Qin is his own person." He led Qin to the bird into the inn.

When Qin saw Qi Chu, he was even more surprised, the man slowly poured tea into the cup with a teapot in his hand, the speed was very slow, but his hand was extremely steady. I think I have something on my mind, and the tea should have accounted for eight points of the teacup, but I didn't want to pour too much and almost overflow.

At this time, the man was still pouring the tea, but he saw that the tea in the cup was flowing back, and the flow speed and trajectory were the same as when pouring the tea, but the direction was completely opposite. After a while, there were only eight points of tea left in the teacup, and the man picked up the teacup but didn't drink it, put it to his nose and sniffed it, with a Taocui expression.

Lan Ting shouted, "Childe, I've found the painter!"

With a "bang", Qi Chu put the teacup on the table, which shook the wooden table, but the tea in the cup did not ripple at all, and it was so quiet that people only felt that the sky was cracking!