Chapter 182 Antiquities (five thousand character chapters)
An Shengming still seems to be a little afraid of his father, but is closer to his mother.
He said with a hint of complaint in his tone: "You are not in good health, why are you still outside?"
The young woman answered with a smile, her tone and demeanor seemed to be that of an old lady, comforting her: "What's the matter? At my age, why don't you let me come out to breathe? You, you, are suffocating yourself to death.
Am I not going to make it?" An Shengming's expression softened and he said, "That's not what I meant."
"Okay, okay, I know that's not what you meant."
The woman in red smiled and changed the topic to Wei Yuan and Jue, saying:
"I haven't said anything yet. Is this guest your friend?"
When it came to this matter, An Shengming was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to speak. His father snorted coldly and seemed unhappy. An Shengming explained that they were indeed friends. The woman in red smiled and let him go.
He brought some tea and fruit, then comforted the old man next to him, and smiled and asked Wei Yuan and Jue to sit down first.
This woman's demeanor, movements and tone are not much different from that kind of old lady.
But her true identity was completely hidden from the eyes of Wei Yuan and Jue.
Wei Yuan sat down, and Jue's lips opened and closed next to him. In Wei Yuan's ears, he heard the girl's suppressed laughter, jokingly saying:
'Are there any sixteen or seventeen-year-old women in the world?'
This is Jiumozhi’s line in Demi-Gods and Dragons.
Jue seems to have been reading a book during this time.
At this time, I mentioned this sentence jokingly.
However, the woman in red in front of him just looked young, maybe how old she was. Wei Yuan subconsciously thought that another sentence would be more appropriate, such as 'Why is the old woman so confused and acting like a child?', but he just went through it in his mind.
, not to mention that this sentence is really rude to say in reality.
Jue was sitting next to him.
Not to mention, a certain white-haired elder sister could really beat him to the wall while smiling gently.
Can't even tear it off.
Wei Yuan opened and closed his lips and replied relying on the mark left by Jue on the back of his hand:
"Now that we've arrived at your residence, everything depends on the old lady's instructions."
This is also Duan Yu's answer to the disguised A'Zhu in The Eight Tribes of the Dragon.
The meme she used to reply to Jue was quite appropriate at this moment. The girl was surprised for a moment, and then her eyes slightly curved. She realized that after she threw out a meme, someone just received it, and she was so happy that she unconsciously pursed her lips and smiled.
Wei Yuan's eyes narrowed inwardly, looking at the woman in red, but he did not notice any evil spirit or turbidity in her body. From this point of view, she was not the kind of person who was fond of eating blood and feeding on human beings.
A monster with spiritual qualifications, but there is no way to explain the things An Shengming saw and experienced.
Wei Yuan picked up the tea brought by An Shengming, took a sip, and proactively said:
"I came here today because I heard that you two have an ancient painting here? I happen to have opened a small museum, and there is a shortage of some items in it, so I came here to have a look. If you two are willing, we can talk about the price.
Take this painting."
Wei Yuan spoke very calmly and confidently.
Because An Shengming said before that he would pay the price.
That is, just going through the motions.
An Shengming also echoed: "Yes, Dad, Mom, I remember that there was such a painting in our old house. Anyway, no one lives in the old house now. It's a waste to have the painting sitting there. It's better to sell it."
, I can also exchange some money and buy some things for you two."
The old man was a little angry and said: "Sell, sell, sell, you can sell anything!"
"It seems that they are old things that have been with me all my life. They are much older than you. These old things were very precious in our time and were passed down as heirlooms. How did they end up here with you?
It seems like everything can be sold and anything can be exchanged for money, right?!"
"Then why don't you sell me too?!"
An Shengming was blocked for a moment, his face flushed with anxiety and he was speechless.
The woman in red smiled and comforted the old man next to her, and then said to An Shengming: "Your dad has such a stubborn temper. You don't know it. Okay, okay, don't be so sad. It's a big man's family, too."
I don’t mind being embarrassed.”
"You go back to the house first. This painting belongs to both of us. We can just talk about it."
An Shengming saw his father's sullen face and had no choice but to go back.
Only Wei Yuan, the old man, and the woman in red were left in the living room.
The woman didn't move her lips, and a sound that ordinary people couldn't hear sounded in the room. She just thought that the young man and woman in front of her were just ordinary people, so she said openly to the old man next to her: "You, you have such a bad temper, five
Nothing has changed in ten years, okay, okay, just let me handle this matter."
Seeing that the old man was still a little dissatisfied.
She said: "Don't worry, these two children are just ordinary people."
"I'll just use magic to make them forget about this matter. Then I'll tell Shengming that the things have been sold. If that doesn't work, I can just give them a painting and use a cover-up."
Seeing that the old man's expression was moved by her, the woman in red pursed her lips and smiled. If she were in the mortal world with the naked eye, she would still see the old man and old lady sitting on the sofa. In fact, the image and appearance of the old lady,
It was just an illusion, the real woman in red had appeared in front of Wei Yuan, stretched out her palm with long slender fingers, and was about to touch Wei Yuan.
But after the spell was formed, it naturally broke before it even got close.
The woman in red was slightly startled.
He lowered his head subconsciously and saw the sickly and pale young man raising his head and looking at him calmly.
The eyes are deep and peaceful.
The faint roar of a tiger sounded in a low voice.
For some reason, just hearing this voice made the woman in red panic, and her movements froze involuntarily. She could no longer cast spells like she had just done. She suddenly remembered that she had heard about it from other spirits, and the Great God of China was
This being on the ground must not be messed with, his lips trembled.
After looking at each other for two seconds, Wei Yuan turned to look at the old man over there and smiled:
"Old sir, you are very lucky."
The old man reacted, his expression suddenly changed, and he stood up hurriedly to pull the real body of the woman in red. Wei Yuan did not continue to release the aura of the Crouching Tiger Order, causing the woman in red to stagger back. The old man opened his eyes and blocked the body.
He stood in front of the woman in red and glared at Wei Yuan.
At this moment, he was like a teenager.
When protecting the one they love, no matter how old or cowardly a man is, he will heroically act like a knight.
Wei Yuan took out the weapon usage permission given to him by the special operations team, shook it with just the shell, and said:
"I am a member of Operation Shenzhou."
"Please cooperate."
The old man blushed and said:
"Check, check, check? What are you checking?! We are married. We have a national marriage certificate. We are legal!"
However, the Civil Affairs Bureau cannot yet organize marriages between humans and non-humans.
Wei Yuan said silently in his heart, with a calm expression on his face: "We just want to check it out. If possible, I hope you two can cooperate."
An Xuyang stared at Wei Yuan, and seemed to be discouraged after a long time. He sat on the sofa, and the woman in red also sat next to him, removing the previous blindness. The old man with gray hair, and Nian Zhenger
Eight years old, young, beautiful and picturesque beauties are sitting together, holding hands tightly, which seems a bit inconsistent.
"If you want to listen."
The old An Xuyang sighed and said:
"That matter actually starts before the age of fifty."
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His family has lived in Quan City since he was a child.
An Xuyang got this painting when he was a child.
The people in the painting are so beautiful. Even if An Xuyang is only ten years old, he can still feel that the people in the painting are really beautiful, like fairies. He often stares at this painting, so sometimes his family can't help but
He joked with him and said: 'When you grow up, the person in this painting will come down and marry you as your wife.'
This is the teasing and joking of adults.
But the kid just believed it.
At that time, An Xuyang had no other ideas. He just felt that it would be a good thing if such a good-looking person lived with him. His personality was too serious, so he always
Sometimes, he would bring a bowl of rice and place it in front of the portrait, as if there were real people there.
This kind of thing, which was almost like offering food, lasted for a long time.
Even when he grew up and knew that it was just a joke of adults, An Xuyang still cherished this painting and secretly took it with him to school. At that time, he was still a day student. Sometimes he would not come back at noon, so he would lie down in school for a while and give it to him at home.
He brought food with him, but several times An Xuyang found that the food he had put in his schoolbag was missing.
An Xuyang felt curious and prepared the next day's meal in advance one night.
When he was sleeping, he looked quietly and saw a woman in red eating his food.
He sat up in shock, but when he took a closer look, there was nothing there. The food was still there, and the woman in red in the picture was still the same as before. He had no choice but to go to sleep suspiciously. Nothing like this happened for several days after that, and the food was not there either.
They were all still there, but then the food disappeared again.
An Xuyang made up his mind and watched with squinted eyes. When the person in the painting appeared, he jumped up. When a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old has the courage, he will not care about anything, let alone any ghosts, so he hugged him.
The woman in red said, "Is this what you stole?"
The woman in red blushed and said: "Let go, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, what's the matter, I won't run away."
Only then did An Xuyang realize that what he had done was out of line, and he hurriedly let go.
Then he saw the woman disappearing and looking at the painting, glaring at him angrily.
She is the essence of the painting. Normal monster cultivation requires either receiving the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, or absorbing the spiritual energy of human beings. However, she was fed with food when An Xuyang was a boy, and she got gastronomy, and she practiced little by little.
body.
An Xuyang asked curiously: "Then why didn't you come out to see me before?"
The woman in red had a slightly red face and said, "You said you wanted me to be your wife, but you were too young before. Now that you have grown up, I have come out to see you."
So one person and one person get married and even have children.
Just because the woman in the painting became a spirit, the woman was always at home while An Xuyang worked outside.
But An Xuyang's personality was too strong and upright, and he followed the rules but did not know how to adapt. Later, he offended the local smuggler and was arrested. The woman never saw her husband come home, so she had to risk going out, and finally let her son, who was five years old at the time, stay at home.
, pulling him and crying:
"I'm going to pick up your dad. From now on, it's just you and your dad. You have to listen to him." At night, the woman managed to use magic to find An Xuyang, who was beaten to death, and brought him to him.
bring back.
An Xuyang vaguely felt as if his wife opened the door and walked out.
I woke up with a start, turned my head, and saw that the traces on the painting had become extremely blurry, and no longer looked like their original appearance. I searched again, but couldn't find my wife anywhere, so I could only take care of the child alone. She never looked back.
marry.
Men often have to be hurt before they can really learn to grow.
He no longer has his original stubborn temper.
One person is busy pulling this home.
One day when he came home too late, he was worried that his son would be scared to be alone. When he returned, he saw his son smiling and asked, "Aren't you scared to be alone?"
The child, who was only seven or eight years old at the time, said:
"Don't be afraid, mom will tell me stories in my dreams."
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The gray-haired old man paused and said:
"It took thirteen years for her to come back."
"It took a lot of effort to wait for her to come back. No, she has actually been here all along."
"In those thirteen years, although she was not with me, she never left me. She would come to me in her dreams, take care of Shengming in her dreams, drive away his nightmares in her dreams, and drive away all his nightmares in her dreams.
Tell him stories...she's always there."
Wei Yuan and Jue listened quietly to the story.
Wei Yuan whispered in his heart.
The nature of things is essence.
Even if you are a weirdo, you can still empathize with people...
He said: "One more thing. Mr. An said that he once saw an evil spirit in the old house and even followed him back. He should also plan to take action against him."
The woman in red replied in a low voice: "...I discovered it. He was being followed by a ghost. I barely drove it away. When Shengming woke up, I wanted to tidy up the quilt for him, but
When I saw him being frightened, I remembered that in his eyes, I wasn't a human being at all, let alone his mother."
There was a complicated look on her face.
The old man patted her hand comfortingly, then stared straight at Wei Yuan and said word by word:
"do you understand?!"
"She is my wife, and I don't recognize anything other than this!"
The low cry of the Crouching Tiger Order sounded in Wei Yuan's ears.
‘The essence of painting can be used as raw material for scrolls of strange powers and chaotic gods.’
‘You can also exchange for corresponding meritorious deeds.’
At this moment, Wei Yuan knew the reason why Crouching Tiger was feared by the spirits all over the world. Crouching Tiger was the Crouching Tiger of the court. In addition to hunting down those monsters that troubled the world, he would also hunt down those useful spirits, like
It is people who kill tigers for their skins and hunt elk for their meat.
This is tradition.
The woman in red looked pale and her body was trembling slightly.
An Xuyang put his arm around her shoulders and comforted her softly, while the woman subconsciously shrank into his arms. If Wei Yuan thought this scene would be a little strange before, now it felt normal. He stood up and the woman froze.
, and the old man stood in front of her, "What are you going to do?!"
Wei Yuan tapped the Crouching Tiger Order with his fingers and said, "It's nothing."
"This is just a routine check. By the way, um, I wish you both a happy golden wedding."
The woman in the painting was stunned and said: "You, won't you take me away..."
Wei Yuan carried the sword box on his back and replied gently: "Times are about to change."
"The number of practitioners will gradually increase. You are also a creature born in China. As long as you follow the laws and rules of this era, then China and China will at least have the capacity to accommodate harmless spirits. The sea is open to all rivers. We will never lack these."
The woman in the painting said: "This is... a new law?"
Wei Yuan said: "No."
He thought of everything he had experienced in the past and everything he had seen in this era, and replied:
"This is our original pride."
After a pause in his thoughts, Wei Yuan looked at the couple, but then thought that the Civil Affairs Bureau might soon introduce a marriage law for different races, and...
For some reason, he thought of the image of the bald exotic bird Guan Guan holding up a banner to protest against the action group. He also thought about beings like the fairy in the painting mixed in, holding up the banner and strongly demanding peace.
Humans enjoy the same retirement age.
With the revival of spiritual energy, this kind of scene is likely to appear.
Wei Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth and was about to greet Jue to leave when he suddenly thought of something and asked, "Mr. An, where did your painting come from?"
"It's not an ordinary thing that can raise a fairy in a painting."
An Xuyang's expression softened a lot. He thought about it and said, "It was sold to me by an old man on the roadside more than forty years ago when I was in school."
Wei Yuan was slightly startled, this statement gave him a familiar feeling.
That incident with the Mirror Spirit before.
The mirror was also picked up in this way.
He subconsciously clasped his fingers slightly, and naturally displayed his ghost exorcism powers. Through the little spirituality that overflowed when the old man recalled, he saw the scene he recalled from the perspective of a bystander. Even because this was a method that directly targeted spirituality, what he saw
What he saw was clearer and more real than what the old man recalled.
Wei Yuan saw a picture and saw An Xuyang as a child.
I saw him walking on the street after school. There was an old man setting up a stall on the side of the road. I saw that the old man had sparse white hair, a receding hairline, big bags under his eyes, yellow teeth, and a soft face.
Carrot, holding a dry pipe in his hand and smoking.
There are various books on the carpet, a simple mirror, and rolled-up ancient paintings.
The old man's appearance was exactly the same as what the child who bought the ancient mirror saw earlier.
However, this was almost fifty years ago.
Wei Yuan noticed an extreme sense of strangeness. An Xuyang was guided by the inexplicable attraction to walk over and squat down to get the painting. As a result, Wei Yuan could see the things on the stall more clearly. His vision froze slightly. He
I saw that among the pile of books, apart from the scrolls, bronze mirrors, wood carvings, there was also a simple bronze vessel.
There is a Taotie pattern from the Shang Dynasty on it.
Ps: The second update today..., 5,000 words, a little late, please update first and then change~
Then the role cards for shared bicycles have been added~