Yin Yang Antique Shop

Chapter 113 The Lady in the Painting
"I had also approached our local friends before, but they were helpless, and the most frustrating thing happened to me. I was resting at home one day, and I heard a sound from the bathroom, so I went to see what was going on. The shower was turned on, and I saw a woman in the water vapor, and I actually saw her hand. She put her hand on the frosted glass, and a palm print appeared on it... The woman slowly raised her hand, and told us in horror what happened to her at the time, "I couldn't take it anymore, so I asked my friend that day, and she gave me a business card for me to come to you, but She said that she didn't know if you would come, and I thought that it has become like this anyway, no matter how miserable it is, there is only death, so I might as well struggle again, maybe you can help me?"

The woman gave a wry smile, took out a yellowed business card from her pocket and put it on the table.

I picked it up and took a look. This business card was printed by the master when our antique shop just opened, because the business did not improve after that. The business of antiques depends on word of mouth and circles. We printed it at that time. There are dozens of hundreds of business cards in our store now, but one of them actually brought us business.

The master was also a little unexpected. Holding the business card, he probably remembered the opening of the antique shop, and his face was full of memories.

"Master, please help me. I don't want my original life to be ruined like this. I really don't want to see my husband become like this." The woman couldn't help pleading when she saw that we were silent.

"You know the price here, and it's still in S City, so I'll charge you a little more." The master first talked about the fee.

"Don't worry about this, I will never treat you badly, master, as long as I can save me and my husband, I am willing to lose my family and property!" The woman said firmly.

"That's not necessary. I'll go with you. The cost will be discussed after I see what happened in your family." The master finally let go and agreed to go to the woman's house, and she burst into tears with excitement.

But she didn't annoy me the slightest when she cried, on the contrary, she felt distressed. This is probably the beauty effect, even when she cries, I like it.

The master is definitely going to take us there this time. The antique shop has not had much business recently, so the master decided to close the shop first and open it when we come back.

With the instructions of the master, we packed the clothes and put away some things that should be put away. Although the master set up a formation in our store, some thieves still had to be guarded against.

After pasting the notice on the door that the owner is out, we rushed to the airport with the woman. She couldn't wait to go back. We wanted to take the train, but she said that she would cover all the expenses. We There is no reluctance. Since someone pays, why should we be stupid and squeeze the train with others?

Go to the airport to go through the formalities. We will probably arrive in S City in the early morning. I have always heard that it is very prosperous. Some students in the school will be envied for a long time when they practice there. For nothing else, it is the endorsement of prosperity.

The master doesn't like to fly. In his words, he has no sense of security, so he fell asleep as soon as he got on the plane. It was just me, Xiaotong and the woman staring at each other.

"Are you Master Qi's apprentice?"

"Well, it is."

Because I was sitting next to the woman, she could only talk to me to relieve her inner anxiety.

"So have you graduated from college now?"

"Now I'm a senior."

"Have you ever thought about what you want to do in the future? I know many people who do different jobs in S City, and they may be able to help you."

"I might go back and inherit the antique shop."

"..." The woman stopped talking, and I ended the topic.

"Are both of you high school teachers?" I also felt a little embarrassed just now, so I took the initiative to find a topic to chat with her.

"Well, we both teach in private high schools. My husband teaches Chinese and calligraphy, and I teach English and music." The woman nodded, her eyes brightened when she talked about her work.

It can be seen that she likes her job very much. She has been telling me about her school and the interesting things about her usual classes. Her name is also very nice. After asking my age, she asked me to call her sister Jingshu. Personality and looks match.

During the conversation with her, I learned a lot about her and her husband. The two of them began to fall in love when they were in college. They have been together for almost seven years, but their relationship is still good. School is a good thing.

Sister Jingshu is not only good-looking but also versatile. She said that she played the violin at the school party and then her husband chased her. After the two people got together, they played the violin and played harmoniously. Many people envied the person she married. People who really love themselves.

Even if such a thing happened, Sister Jingshu didn't have the slightest resentment when talking about her husband, but was worried and worried. This is probably what it looks like to really love someone, and unconditionally believe in the relationship between two people.

But I am even more curious about her husband's painting. Generally speaking, this kind of thing may be caused by the painting spirit, but the painting spirit can only play tricks on people. This is the first time I have heard of such a bold appearance, and It seems that the painting spirit is still malicious, why does this happen?I became curious and looked forward to it. Although it was a bit unkind, I was really excited when I thought of encountering a ghost that I had never encountered before.

The consequence of the excitement was that everyone fell asleep and I was still so excited that I couldn't fall asleep, looking out the window in the dark and lost in thought.After finally getting there, I couldn’t help but take a deep breath of fresh air after I got off the plane. It still feels good to be down-to-earth.

"It's a bit cold here, master, are you cold?" Sister Jingshu looked at us with concern and asked.

But I think it's okay, the weather is kind of cool now, not too cold, we all wear coats, let alone worry.

"The yin energy is the heaviest now. Take us back. If something really entangles your husband, it should appear by now." The master glanced at the time and urged.

Sister Jingshu nodded quickly. She wished we could deal with the matter quickly. There are still many variables before the matter is resolved. The sooner we can resolve it, the better.

We kept asking her about the portraits along the way, but because Sister Jingshu doesn’t often pay attention to her husband’s things, so I don’t know where he bought them from. We only know that her husband was there when she left I have been deeply addicted to this painting, as if I have entered another world.

The cold wind was blowing on us at night. Sister Jingshu took us to her home. Because it is a private school, there is no dormitory. The two of them provided a house here. Although the house is not very big, it is enough for two people living.

We stood in front of the door, sister Jingshu opened the door with trembling hands, she may have thought of what happened before, she also asked us what was the reason when we were on the road, the master never hides the truth, he told Jing truthfully Sister Shu's possible existence may have frightened her.

There was a crisp sound from the door, and the lights in the room were not turned on. I only felt a gust of wind blowing by. There seemed to be a person half-lying there on the sofa, but motionless.

After Sister Jingshu turned on the light, we realized that there was a man lying on the sofa, his eyes were half-closed, and he was holding a painting in his arms. Instead, bring a little enjoyment?Could it be that the painting spirit in the painting has taken a fancy to him?
We didn't dare to act rashly, for fear of alarming the painting spirit, if it became angry, it might kill people, and then there would be no point for us to come.

The master asked Xiaotong to paste a talisman on the wall of the room to prevent Hualing from escaping, and then slowly approached the man lying on the sofa, half asleep and half awake. Only when we approached did we find that the man's soul had left his body. The painting has the breath of his soul, and the master gently took out the portrait from the man's hand. In addition to those ladies, there is a phantom of a man, which may be the man's soul.

The master turned the painting over and laid it flat on the table, took out his talisman pen from the bag, and drew the talisman without hesitation. When he finished the last stroke, a woman's scream came from the originally peaceful portrait. Shouting, a black mist and a white light rushed out of the portrait, the white light returned to the man's body, the man fainted, and the black mist turned into a woman in ancient costume in front of us.

After she was forced out by us, she didn't run away. Instead, she looked at us calmly and smiled, "Dare to ask why the chief forced the slave family to show up?"

This woman has subverted my previous understanding of ancient women. If such disasters really exist, then it is no wonder that ancient kings would become faint kings. If it were me, I would definitely do the same.

Aside from other things, this painting spirit is simply unbelievably beautiful, every frown and smile is like a spring breeze blowing on the face, and even the voice is clear and melodious like a warbler's cry, but it's a pity... I felt a little regretful in my heart, If this woman is still alive, it will definitely be a disaster for the country and the people.

"Why are you pestering this man, don't you know that you are hurting people like this?" The master did not have the awareness to appreciate beauties, he said sternly.

"He and I really love each other, where did the harm come from? There is nothing serious about Mr. Lang, he is my sweetheart, how could I harm him?" Hua Ling smiled softly, looking at the man's gaze. It is admiration.

Me, Master, Xiaotong, sister Jingshu: "..."

Unexpectedly, there is such an explanation, the master snorted coldly, "Of course he is fine now, you keep saying that you love him, don't you notice that his sun lamp is getting more and more erratic?"

(End of this chapter)