Mr. Huo put down his tea cup and looked at the painting pointed by Jiang Sheng doubtfully.
"This picture of Chaimen covering the snow is a treasure of the Ming Dynasty and is priceless."
Huo Xiuxiu stared at Jiang Sheng warily: "It was a congratulatory gift from Jinchang on the twentieth anniversary of my parents' wedding. You weren't thinking about this painting, were you?"
"This is indeed an authentic work from the Ming Dynasty!"
Jiang Sheng walked to the painting, frowned and said, "But its name should be Snow Covering Chai Men Tu, which is full of depression and sadness."
"Can you still appreciate paintings?"
Huo Xiuxiu looked at Jiang Sheng suspiciously, then looked at the painting: "No! It's clearly written on it. It's clearly a picture of Chaimen covering the snow, not the picture of Snow covering the Chaimen as you said."
"No! The painting is full of sadness and depression, so much so that even if the wood door is covered with snow, it is not willing to be cleaned."
Jiang Sheng shook his head and said firmly: "This shows how sad and depressed the author was at that time."
Mr. Huo asked doubtfully: "What does this have to do with Xiuxiu?"
"That's right! Didn't you say there is evil in my family? What does it have to do with this painting?"
Huo Xiuxiu asked dissatisfiedly.
"If I guess correctly, your parents should have had an accident not long after they got this painting."
Jiang Sheng turned around slowly and stared at Huo Xiuxiu intently: "And they died in this villa."
Hearing this, Mr. Huo's expression changed slightly, because what Jiang Sheng said was true.
Huo Xiuxiu's parents did die in this house, and they died in a somewhat shady way. They had an accident while having sex...
"Miss Ji should have told you, right?"
When mentioning the death of her parents, Huo Xiuxiu's face turned red and she gritted her teeth and said, "There are people in Wu City who know about my parents. It's not surprising that you know."
"All your bumps and bruises happened in this house, right?"
Knowing that Huo Xiuxiu didn't believe him, Jiang Sheng asked again.
Huo Xiuxiu was speechless immediately, this is really the case!
"Oh! Please stop showing off."
Mr. Huo urged anxiously: "Just tell me directly, what is going on? I absolutely believe you!"
"Can you please take this painting off?"
Jiang Sheng stopped talking nonsense: "I'll show you its true face."
"This painting is priceless, you..."
"Shut up, I told you, I absolutely believe Jiang Sheng."
Mr. Huo didn't give Huo Xiuxiu a chance to speak, and said firmly: "Jiang Sheng, just go ahead and do it. It doesn't matter even if you ruin the painting."
"This painting will definitely be destroyed, but I will give you an explanation."
Jiang Sheng nodded, then reached out and took the painting off the wall, laying it flat on the floor.
"What are you going to do? Be gentle and don't break it!" Huo Xiuxiu reminded distressedly.
"When you see its true face clearly, you won't feel so distressed!"
Jiang Sheng's Yungong transferred the true energy into the painting, then bit his finger and dropped a drop of blood on the painting.
"You are crazy! If you smear blood on the painting, the painting will be destroyed!"
Seeing this scene, Huo Xiuxiu was furious. Although the Huo family was not short of money, this was something her parents left to her, which was of great significance.
"Stop making noise and look carefully!"
Jiang Sheng reminded without raising his head.
The two old men and Huo Xiuxiu, who was holding back his anger, lowered their heads to check, and then their expressions changed drastically.
I saw that when Jiang Sheng's blood dripped on the canvas, the scenery in the painting began to change, and the black ink quickly converged towards the location where Jiang Sheng's blood dripped.
The scenery in the original painting became blurry and distorted, even giving people a ferocious feeling.
"W-what's going on?"
Mr. Huo's eyes widened in disbelief. He had never seen such a strange thing in his long life.
Huo Xiuxiu and Mr. Lu were also a little dumbfounded, it was so bizarre!
"wrong!"
Jiang Sheng, who was maintaining the output of his true energy, suddenly changed his expression and exclaimed: "This is a man-made evil method, and a sinister and destructive plan!"
"call!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the black ink in the painting merged with Jiang Sheng's blood and turned into a black-red energy that flew out of the painting, converging into a black-red skull and floating in front of several people.
Seeing such a thing flying out of the painting, Mr. Lu immediately protected the dumbfounded Mr. Huo and Huo Xiuxiu behind him: "Little friend Jiang Sheng, what is this?"
"This is the evil spirit I mentioned before."
Jiang Sheng stared at the skull and explained: "I originally thought that Miss Huo was haunted by evil spirits accidentally, but I didn't expect that someone used evil methods to combine the evil spirit with the sad artistic conception in the painting, turning it into a
It became a life-threatening weapon."
"Although this thing will not directly kill people, people who live in the same room with it will be plagued with bad luck. If things go on like this, it will be in the ICU or in the crematorium."
"Although I don't know what accident happened to Miss Huo's parents, their death is definitely the result of being affected by this ghost thing."
"If I guess correctly, Miss Huo was rarely at home before, so she was not greatly affected by this evil spirit."
"She has been at home a lot recently, so the effects of it have become more and more serious, and she almost died."
After hearing Jiang Sheng's words, the expressions of the other three people changed drastically.
"I went to school and spent very little time at home. It wasn't until my parents passed away that I came back to take over the family business."
"Some time ago, I was busy with business matters and didn't have much time at home."
The facts were in front of him, and even Huo Xiuxiu had to believe it at the moment, muttering: "Until recently, when the business stabilized, I often rested at home, and then the chandelier incident happened."
"now it's right!"
Jiang Sheng nodded: "The longer you stay with this thing, the greater the impact you will receive, and the more likely you are to die."
"Jiang Sheng, we'll talk about other things later. How should we deal with this ghost now?"
Mr. Huo stared at the black-red skull with a solemn expression.
"Woo!"
At this moment, the black and red skull made a terrifying whimpering sound and flew towards Jiang Sheng while roaring.
"careful!"
Mr. Lu immediately reminded loudly, but did not dare to act rashly.
He is a warrior. This is the first time he encounters this kind of thing and he doesn't know what to do?
"Don't worry, just evil spirits can't do anything to me!"
Jiang Sheng licked his lips, formed seals with his hands, and at the same time opened his mouth to the black-red skull, sucked it hard, and swallowed it directly into his belly.
"have eaten?"
The other three people looked at Jiang Sheng in confusion. That thing looked so scary. Jiang Sheng actually ate it. Is it still a human being?
"Hold on!"
Jiang Sheng smiled and immediately sat cross-legged and meditated, using his kung fu to refine this evil spirit.
If other people encounter this thing, it may be very difficult, but Jiang Sheng's Nine Turns of Swallowing Heaven Technique can absorb the evil spirit, which is a great tonic for Jiang Sheng.
"Look at that painting!"
After Jiang Sheng fell into meditation, Mr. Lu suddenly pointed at the painting on the ground and whispered a reminder.
I saw that the painting on the ground had changed beyond recognition and turned into a pool of foul-smelling stains, and even the canvas was completely corroded.
"Damn it! We have treated this dirty thing like a treasure for so long, it's so disgusting!"
Huo Xiuxiu covered her nose and cursed in disgust.
Mr. Huo frowned gloomily, with murderous aura rising from his body.
"Brother Huo, what have you thought of?" Mr. Lu asked in a solemn tone.
"Damn the Jin family, they actually used such vicious methods to harm me, the descendants of the Huo family."
Huo Lao gritted his teeth and said, "I will make him pay the price!"