School flower's personal ghost king

The second watch is delivered, and the dark horse asks for a ticket!

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"I've been looking for 30 years, but I didn't expect to meet him in my own home!" Staring at the painting for a long time, the corners of the old man's eyes were almost wet. Then, he turned around and asked Liu Yi with frowned eyebrows, "Who are you?" Where did you see this painting?"

"Aren't you also selling antiques?" Seeing the old man's eyebrows frowning, Li Xinru immediately felt that there was still a turning point in the matter, so she approached Liu Yi and asked in a strange way. When she was speaking, she glanced at Wang Sheng who was not far away from the corner of her eyes. .

Just now she saw Wang Sheng went to say hello to Liu Yi, so it's fine if she didn't climb up, but she dared to cling to her opponent, at this time, it happened to be cleaned up together.

Seeing this, Wang Sheng and his butler Xu Dongsheng both gasped. Oh, they were in the wrong team. I didn't expect that these rich and powerful would kill Liu Yi as soon as they made a move. I'm afraid they would be finished too.

"Shut up, you children, you usually take my words as a deaf ear, and when you see something, all you think about is the relationship between it and power and wealth, and you don't ask for the real meaning of its existence!" When they were about to come over and step on them, the old man shouted loudly.

As soon as these words came out, not only Li Xinru and the others, but also Zhao Xi and others showed shame.

But Gao Wenjie breathed a sigh of relief, and was going to make a rescue immediately, but grandpa's frowning was not to blame Liu Yi.

In fact, everyone was surprised. Mr. Gao has received many good things in his life. He has never been so moved by one thing, nor has he accused the gift giver of one thing. What happened today?

Only one person knows the answer, and that is Liu Yi.

The authenticity of this painting came from the hands of a famous painter named Markisteev in the mid-nineteenth century. It was made in memory of Napoleon. Although the scene in the painting is fictitious, Napoleon in the painting is him in his heyday. , heroic, with the bearing to control the world.

Out of admiration for Napoleon, Makistev really worked hard when painting, especially the red part in the painting, it is said that it was really rendered with his blood. When the masterpiece was completed, the author also Died in the studio.

According to legend, this painting is famous for another thing, that is, hanging it in the wind of the dark night of the moon, you can hear the sound of the piano in the painting, the sound of the piano is majestic, like the sound of nature, but also pale and sad, It seems to be remembering a generation of heroes.

Therefore, this painting has a very vague and mysterious name, called Hymn to Blood.

After the Hymn of Blood was completed, it caused a sensation in Europe at that time, and was later collected by the Chaider family. The stingy Duke Chaidale was never willing to share it with others.

Until the middle of the twentieth century, the news that the Hymn of Blood had been stolen quietly spread. The declining Chaidale family was unwilling to use official power to recover the object, so they hired a large number of mercenaries to search for it, and found that the object was in the east. It happened before, so I asked the Eastern government to help, but I still asked them not to publicize it.

Although the Chinese government does not agree with the Chai Telie family's way of doing things, but out of the spirit of internationalism, it secretly sent strong troops to help track down the hymn of blood.

After several months, Mr. Gao captured the thief Oxide in the southwest region and recovered the hymn of blood. He, who loved calligraphy and painting since childhood, also had a relationship with it, and he was shocked by it at the moment.

Shock is shocking, things are people, and they can only be seen.

After the hymn of blood was returned to the Chaideli family, there was no news of the hymn of blood in the world, and even the Chaidell family disappeared strangely.

Maybe he was fascinated by the style of the painting, maybe he wanted to find out whether the painting could really make the weird sound of the piano, so every time he thinks of this, Mr. Gao feels very regretful. The selfishness of the Chaidale family makes the world understand Seeing the elegant demeanor of the hymn of blood, and he has been looking for the Chai Deli family, hoping to take a look again in his lifetime, but unexpectedly saw the rubbings in his own home, which can be regarded as a little bit of regret in his heart.

For these, Liu Yi can naturally read from the old man's memory at a glance, and prescribe the right medicine. This gift is really just right, and it calms down the situation for Gao Wenjie.

"Xiao Liu, do you know the story behind this painting?" After waking up from the good memory, Mr. Gao asked Liu Yi with a smile.

Seeing Liu Yi nod his head, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, this kid knows the hymn of blood at such a young age, as expected, he is a genius as the precious granddaughter said.

"Hey, rubbing is rubbing, this will be the best gift I've ever received!" Old Man Gao nodded and smiled, speaking words that only he and Liu Yi could understand.

Although the people around didn't understand, they only needed to know one thing, that is, the student who suddenly appeared was approved by the old man, and it was just around the corner to jump up with the help of Gao's springboard.

"Turn off the lights and open the doors!" At this moment, Liu Yi turned and said to Mr. Gao's guards.

The stupid guard was stunned for a moment, not knowing why, but after seeing that Mr. Gao had no objection, he trotted to do it.

Ka Ka Ka!The lights in the entire banquet hall were all off, and it was already dusk outside, and the night invaded through the door.

To everyone's surprise, it was completely dark, and only the painting could still be seen clearly. Although only the red part could be seen, the blood-stained demeanor still formed the outline of the whole painting. Napoleon, the soldiers fighting , as if the keys are moving, they are all vivid.

After a while, the night wind came in slowly, and something happened that made everyone scream in surprise. There was a faint sound of a piano in the painting, which was magical.

Others were just amazed at this illusory and real phenomenon, while Mr. Gao was dumbfounded. Is this the real thing?No, he clearly saw that Liu Yi drew it stroke by stroke.

Then why is there a piano sound?

"Oh, ghost!" Before the old man could figure out why, Li Xinru's scream came, and it was unknown if she was deliberately disrupting the atmosphere, or if she was really frightened by this weird phenomenon.

As soon as the scream came out, the painting seemed to be spiritual, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

"What a fuss, don't make a fuss if you haven't seen the world!" After turning on the light, the old man had an angry look on his face, and he looked around the crowd until he saw Liu Yi, and then he smiled, "Xiao Liu, if you have time, you can Tell me, a bad old man, about the mystery in this painting?"

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Before Liu Yi could answer, the one who ruined the atmosphere came again, Gao Xiaobo couldn't help exclaiming when he saw that his mother Li Xinru's legs were covered with blood.

"You child... Dad, I'll go down first!" Li Xinru was also surprised, seeing that the blood was between her legs, she couldn't help but blushed, and after saying hello to Mr. Gao, she quickly ran back.

Although the people around were all pretending to be serious, but they bent over with laughter in their hearts, this Li Xinru has already passed her prime age, why is it still so turbulent.

"Ah!" In the blink of an eye, Li Xinru's scream came from the women's toilet in the banquet hall.

Everyone was taken aback, what happened to Li's daughter-in-law?And the old man had a bitter face, he just wanted to talk to Liu Yi about his hobbies, but these kids never let him be at peace.

Of all the people present, only Liu Yi knew what was wrong with her, and he had to thank her, without her, how could he draw the Hymn of Blood?