pussy is bad

Chapter 49
"The so-called evil paintings are of course paintings that hide ghosts." It said.

"what?"

I slammed the painting to the ground and took two steps back nervously.

"Is there a ghost in this painting?" I asked.

"Scared you," it said.

Hey, no, Yu Shuo would be joking?
"It's not that there are ghosts hidden in the painting, it's that this painting attracts ghosts. If I'm not mistaken, this painting came from a wrong place. It was probably stolen from a tomb, and it was something that the owner of the tomb valued before his death. Abandoning this painting, even tampering with this painting, ordinary people will lose their minds after looking at it for a while, and even become demented for a long time." It continued.

"You mean, let alone the evilness of the painting itself, it will attract the owner of the tomb?" I asked.

"That's right," it said.

"Then what should I do? Even if it's genuine, I don't dare keep it, and I don't want to sell it to others to harm others. It won't make money." I said.

"Let's stay for one night and see if the owner of the tomb will come." It said.

"Let me go, if the owner of the tomb comes and you can't deal with me, wouldn't it be miserable?" I said.

"Have a little faith in me," it said.

I rolled my eyes, thinking that although I think it is quite powerful, it is definitely not the most powerful ghost. The woman in red made it seriously injured last time. If the owner of the tomb is a thousand-year-old ghost or even more powerful ghost, Wouldn't my wife suffer?

It seemed to see my thoughts, and said again: "You think it's so easy to make money? This is risky."

Well, well, the risk is directly proportional to the benefit, I just believe it this time, I hope it won't let me down by then.

But at this time, I wondered why the middle-aged man who set up the stall was fine. It stands to reason that this painting should have been in his hands for a while.

I told Yu Shuo about this doubt.

"People who play antiques will come across certain things more or less, so they naturally know some means to ward off evil spirits. It's normal for them to be fine when they draw on their hands," it said.

Immediately I picked up the painting, looked at the inscription on the painting, and found that it was Huang Shen's painting.

I know that Huang Shen is one of the Eight Eccentrics of Yangzhou and an important painter of the Yangzhou School of Painting, and this painting is real, so it must be quite valuable.

Suddenly, I began to look forward to it, if I could get rid of the owner of the tomb sooner, I would be able to make a lot of money.

So I just stayed at home and waited for the time to pass.

When it was getting dark, I was both nervous and excited. My eyes scanned the room, hoping to catch a glimpse of an inexplicable figure, but I was also afraid of suddenly catching a glimpse of an inexplicable figure.

But the actual situation is that it has been dark for a while, but there is nothing going on in the house, and Yu Shuo didn't give any warning. Instead, my stomach was growling with hunger, and then I couldn't take it anymore, so I went downstairs to buy something. Have something to eat.

However, when I returned to the door of the room after eating and drinking, I found a red handprint on the door. It's really scary. If Yu Shuo wasn't on me, I'd probably be scared to pee.

Of course, I'm also curious that the owner of the tomb came as soon as he came, why did he put a red handprint on my door?I asked Yu Shuo.

"Ghosts have their own personalities. I don't care if the owner of the tomb wants to put a red seal on your door." It said.

Do ghosts have personalities?It's the first time I've heard such a statement.

"If it is as expected, the owner of the tomb should be in your house now, go in and have a look." It said.

I quickly shook my head and said, "I won't go in, you come out, go in and clean it up, I'll stay outside, if I find that you can't solve it, I can run away immediately."

"Coward," it cursed.

Cursing or scolding, it still came out of my body as I said, and it was about to kick the door with my foot. I was so shocked that I stopped it quickly and said: "I have the key, don't be so violent, it will cost me money if the door is broken." Money bought it."

With that said, I opened the door and stepped aside.

Yu Shuo glanced into the dark door for a while, then slowly floated in.

I cautiously went to the door and looked in, but I was horrified to see a figure in front of the window, and immediately thought that it was the owner of the tomb.

It was wearing a red shroud, with its back facing me, while Yu Shuo floated behind it, looking at it coldly.

"My wife has taken a fancy to this painting, so let it go." Yu Shuo said in a tone that I value your painting because I think highly of you.

But the owner of the tomb couldn't just buy it like this: "Hmph, anyone who dares to touch my painting will die!"

As I said it, I turned around, and I saw that this guy was a pale old man.But it suddenly looked at me who was peeping at the door, and it wanted to avoid Yu Shuo and float over to trouble me in a flash.

But Yu Shuo naturally wouldn't let it come over so easily, he directly stopped in front of it, and kicked it flying against the wall.But it was not injured, and stood up quickly, and suddenly a strange black air gushed out from all over its body, filling all parts of the room in a short while, covering my sight.

Then I heard constant banging in the room. The two ghosts were obviously fighting fiercely, and both sides seemed to be at loggerheads.

And at this moment, a slightly familiar voice suddenly sounded behind him: "It's so lively in the room."

I turned my head suddenly, but was shocked to see the taxi driver I had seen before floating behind me, smiling coldly at me.

"We met again, Miss Le Ling. This time, I don't think Yu Shuo will be able to spare the time to save you. What a good opportunity to take you away."

(End of this chapter)