"Xiao Qi, what's wrong with you" Lao Wu hurriedly supported Qi Lu to prevent him from falling to the ground.
"I'm nothing."
It took a long time for Qi Lu to come back to his senses, and after calming down, he began to trace the source of the strange female voice just now, and finally fixed his gaze on the painting of the lady hanging on the wall.
"Don't you think it's a little strange that this woman is dressed in the painting" Lao Wu also noticed the painting, and he was reminding Qi Lu.
"Tianyi" Qi Lu used to just pay attention to the face of the woman in the painting, and did not notice anything wrong with the clothes, but now after Lao Wu said this, he discovered the mystery.
Heavenly clothes are the clothes woven by the fairy to the gods in the sky, it is not made with scissors and needle and thread, but with fairy hemp as the clothing, directly woven in the textile machine in the heavenly court, so the whole dress will not have a trace of needle and thread.
If a mortal wears a heavenly garment, he is as light as a swallow, and he can fly directly to the heavenly realm, so the gods strictly forbid the celestial garment to appear in the human world.
Although it is difficult for you to realize from the painting that this is a heavenly dress, Qi Lu knows that the heavenly clothes have a different style from the human clothing, and in this painting, the long-sleeved brocade dress worn by this beautiful woman is the unique style of the heavenly clothes.
If you don't see it with your own eyes, or if you have a person who has heavenly clothes, you can't paint it so vividly Ding Xiaolan, who was standing behind them, suddenly exclaimed "ah".
"What's wrong" Qi Lu was shocked, and hurriedly turned around to ask.
"I saw the woman in the portrait winking at me, and I saw her blinking last time and her eyes were particularly vicious."
Qi Lu couldn't help but glance at Lao Wu, and both of them returned their eyes to the woman in the ancient painting.
The woman in the painting is still playing the piano with her bare hands, her eyes are always looking down at the strings, and there is no movement at all as Ding Xiaolan said.
Lao Wu chuckled and said, "Xiao Ding, you look dazzled."
"No, I definitely didn't look dazzled, I also saw her blinking last time" Ding Xiaolan once again emphasized that what she saw was definitely not an illusion.
"But why didn't we see it," Lao Wu still didn't believe it.
"There's something weird about this painting."
Qi Lu suddenly had an ominous feeling, he remembered the hallucinations he had when he first admired this ancient painting, and couldn't help but groan: "Old Wu, have you brought all the exorcists?"
"Put it in the car.
Do you want me to get it?"
Seeing that Qi Lu nodded affirmatively, Lao Wu went downstairs to get the magic weapon.
Qi Lu said to Wei Donglin again: "Old Wei, this painting is likely to be contaminated with evil spirits, I will cast a spell to distinguish the real from the fake, do you agree?"
"Of course you can," Wei Donglin nodded frequently.
Originally, the house was haunted, and he had heard Xiao Ding say that he had seen a supernatural phenomenon just now, and he was already frightened, and at this time he couldn't wait to see Qi Lu's true skills.
Qi Lu paused for a moment and said: "But if there is really an evil spirit hidden in the painting, maybe when we drive it away, this ancient painting will be damaged, don't you mind?"
"No problem, it's only two hundred dollars."
Wei Donglin emphasized: "The important thing is to catch the ghost, but not let it escape." ” "Don't worry."
Qi Lu knew that he was worried that he would not be able to eliminate evil, and the evil things would take revenge on Wei Donglin's family.
After Lao Wu came up with a yellow cloth bag, Qi Lu cleaned up the coffee table in the living room, and then took out the incense burner, Changming lamp and other dry utensils from the bag, and placed them according to the direction of the Nine Palaces Gossip, Ding Xiaolan hurriedly ran over to help.
While Qi Lu and the three of them were busy, Wei Donglin asked, "Mr.
Qi, what do you think is the thing that disturbs my family?"
"The initial inference is that it may be a painting demon."
Painting demons is a special kind of monsters in the demon world, they are the characters, animals and plants painted in ancient paintings who have been in contact with people's vitality for a long time, so as to obtain aura, and then evolve into demons.
Painting demons are elegant by nature, not using cruel means to seize the yang energy of human beings like ordinary monsters, but to confuse people with love.
They will use all kinds of tricks to win the favor of humans, and then slowly absorb the essence of humans through their interactions with humans, so that people who are fascinated by the painting demons do not understand what is going on until they die, but think that they are sick and die.
Of course, not all painting demons are evil, many painting demons are good by nature, they do not rely on people's yang energy to increase their cultivation, but by absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon to become immortals.
There is a story about painting demons recorded in Liao Zhai Zhiwei, saying that Cui Sheng's family in Linqing, Shandong Province was simple and poor, and a horse painted by Chen Ziang became a fine horse, and it appeared in his house in order to help Cui Sheng, and asked Cui Sheng to sell it to the King of Jin, so as to get 800 taels of silver.
Cui Sheng relied on the money from selling horses to start a business, and in the end, his family accumulated thousands of dollars and completely got rid of poverty.
But Qi Lu knew that if Wei Donglin's family was a demon painter, this demon would never be a kind person, so he had to cut through the mess quickly and remove this bane for Wei Donglin.
Just when Qi Lu had set up the incense case, Lao Wu put on his gossip clothes, and was about to do it with a peach wood sword in his hand, there was a sound of the key opening the door outside the door.
Everyone opened their eyes and saw that it was Wei Hua who came back.
"Hello Sister Ding, hello Mr.
Qi" Wei Hua just finished greeting them politely, his face became gloomy, and he found that Qi Lu was laying the ancient painting on the coffee table that had been converted into an incense case.
But Qi Lu's face was even more gloomy than his, because he saw that Wei Hua's seal hall was full of dead air.
"What are you doing," Wei Hua asked, pointing to the ancient painting.
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Wei Donglin said: "Son, there is a ghost in this painting, and Mr.
Qi is casting a spell to eliminate this harmful spirit." ” "Dad, you also believe in this kind of superstition" Wei Hua whispered to his father and then turned his head to ask Qi Lu and the others: "Which of you said that there are ghosts in the painting?"
"I said it."
Qi Lu raised his eyes and said, "Don't you believe what I said?"
Wei Hua said with an angry face: "Of course I don't believe it. ” "Hold on, I'll prove it to you in a moment."
"What do you want to do" Wei Hua bullied up, but was blocked by Qi Lu and did not allow him to approach the ancient painting.
At the same time, Qi Lu glanced at Lao Wu, suggesting that he hurry up and force out the painting demon.
Lao Wu sneered, recited a spell, and pointed the peachwood sword at the lady in the painting.
The air seemed to be condensed, Wei Hua looked at the painting, first his face was cloudy, and then he laughed, he said teasingly: "There is no movement at all, what do you say about this painting?"
"Is it" Qi Lu responded with a smile: "You might as well stretch out a finger and touch this painting." ” "Hmph, what's the big deal, I can still be bluffed by you" Wei Hua touched the picture with his index finger disappreciably.
Who knew that with this touch, Wei Hua's index finger seemed to be glued to the painting, and he didn't take it back for a long time.
At the same time, his face became more and more ugly.
"How is it" Qi Lu said quite confidently: "Do you feel that your hand has reached into the water, and there is an inexplicable sense of buoyancy?"
"That's right."
Wei Hua's eyes never left the ancient painting.
"That's because this painting contains an enchantment for the self-protection of the painting demon."
Qi Lu said again: "You press the whole palm on the painting again to see how it feels."
Wei Hua hesitated for a moment, and did as Qi Lu said, as if he was completely unprepared, Wei Hua's palm touched the picture, and he suddenly felt that he was about to be sucked into the painting, and his body involuntarily leaned forward, as if he would crash into the painting in the next second.
Qi Lu said in a deep voice: "Don't be nervous, close your eyes and take a deep breath." ” Wei Hua immediately closed his eyes and tried to relax.
"Okay, you can open your eyes, Xiaowei, tell us what you see" Wei Hua slowly opened his eyes, and what greeted him was a fantasy scene that was different from the present world.
"I saw a world made of black and white, much like an ink painting.
Whether it is the mountains in the distance or the pedestrians in the villages nearby, they are full of peace and tranquility. ” "It's really worthy of being a person in the painting, separated by two vastness."
Qi Lu knew that what Wei Hua saw was an illusion, but he couldn't help but sigh.
Lao Wu sneered and took two steps forward, and said: "The little painting demon is just a frog at the bottom of the well, and the illusion she created is nothing more than that, and it can only confuse young people who are not deeply involved in the world. ” Lao Wu's words are very reasonable, the painting demon born according to painting, everything he knows is naturally given by the painter's brush and ink, of course, he can't understand everything in the world.
"Now you should believe my words," Qi Lu smiled and said to Wei Hua, "You can let go of your hand." ” Wei Hua trembled and lifted his palm away from the picture, his face looked like white paper, and there was no blood.
His eyes stared at Qi Lu blankly, his teeth chattered, looking at his expression, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word.
Qi Lu felt the inexplicable fear in Wei Hua's heart, and he could imagine what he was going to say to himself.
But just when Qi Lu thought that Wei Hua would ask him to get rid of the painting demon, Wei Hua did something in front of everyone that no one expected.
He quickly rolled up the painting, stuffed it into his pocket, and then, without saying a word, turned around and opened the door, and ran out.
Before Wei Donglin, Qi Lu and the others could understand what was going on, Wei Hua ran down the stairs and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
"My stupid son" Wei Donglin exclaimed, and hurriedly went downstairs to find his son who was confused by the painting demon.
Qi Lu was also stunned, but then reacted, and followed Wei Donglin to accompany him to find Wei Hua.
But everything was late, Wei Hua was no longer seen in the community, and they came to the street to look around, but the pedestrians on the road were all unfamiliar faces, and Wei Hua seemed to have already left.
"What's wrong with Xiaowei," Ding Xiaolan, who came in a hurry, asked Qi Lu urgently.
"Maybe he's trying to stop us from hurting the Painter."
"He's really confused" Wei Donglin hurriedly took out his mobile phone to contact his son, but the phone rang non-stop, and Wei Hua just didn't answer the phone.
Wei Donglin shook his head helplessly, looked at Qi Lu with a look of help, and said, "Mr.
Qi, you must save my son" "Don't worry, I'll let your son go home safely."
Ding Xiaolan frowned and said, "But there is a vast sea of people, and Xiaowei is deliberately avoiding us, where can we go to find him?"
Qi Lu sighed and said, "If I'm not mistaken, Wei Hua should have gone to find that beautiful woman." ” Ding Xiaolan asked in surprise: "Can you be sure?"
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