Professor Zhang said mysteriously, the folds of his face looking deeper.
"What symbol," Linzi swallowed nervously.
"I don't remember."
Professor Zhang spread his hands and pouted.
Linzi confirmed with him again and again, is there no impression at all Professor Zhang nodded again and again, "Yes, yes, young man, how many times do you want me to say it before you believe it." ” Lin Zihu looked at him suspiciously, "Then why did you mention this painting, isn't it the most impressive, think about it carefully, what is painted on it, and what is the person in the coffin, are you sure it's me?"
Professor Zhang said that the reason why he mentioned this painting was also because he remembered it immediately after seeing us.
Moreover, Wang Ying made it clear as soon as she entered the door, saying that her sister and we were both in the same situation as her father, so Professor Zhang paid special attention to us and thought of the painting.
Professor Zhang said and looked at it again, as if he was concentrating on recalling, "Moreover, on that painting, there is another thing next to the young man in the coffin. ” "What else is there?"
asked Linzi worriedly.
"There's also a Buddha."
Professor Zhang said.
"Buddha," Linzi and I said almost in unison.
"What's that?"
asked Linzi as she wiped the sweat from her forehead, anyone would be afraid of it.
"It's the spirit flag, also called the spirit flag."
Wang Ying frowned and explained to us: "You should have seen it, and now this kind of thing also appears in some rural funerals.
However, I guess the most you have seen it should be the image of a Taoist priest holding a spirit banner on TV. ” Linzi and I suddenly realized that I had indeed seen the Buddha mentioned by Professor Zhang in some TV series, which was similar to a flag, and some charms would be written on it.
"So, I'm still a Taoist priest" Linzi blinked his eyes, with an incredible expression, as if he couldn't cry or laugh.
"It's not."
"I didn't mean anything, I just thought about it and told you." ” "In fact, when shamanic clansmen hold funerals, as well as when they overlive the souls, this kind of Buddha will appear in the ceremony."
Wang Ying explained, "So, what my dad meant, maybe Linzi is our shamanic religion. ” "Shamanism," Professor Zhang muttered, "Xiaoying's father never mentioned it to me when he was alive. ” Wang Ying smiled at him, as if she didn't want to continue talking about this issue.
I'm more curious, since Wang Ying and Wang Yue are both shamans, then her father and mother are also ten, but since she didn't want to say so much in front of Professor Zhang, I didn't continue to ask.
Linzi is full of question marks, and I know what he's thinking without asking.
Linzi's family is all from the Six Mangs, so how did he become a shamanic again "Then does this painting have any meaning?"
asked Professor Zhang, "from a psychological point of view?"
Professor Zhang said that the painting was a dream of Wang Ying's father, and even her father himself may not know what it means, but if it really has the effect of predicting the future, then Linzi should be careful.
Linzi smiled indifferently, in fact, his face was ugly, and his smile was also pretended.
"Hey, I'm a person who doesn't believe in evil, and I'm blessed with a great life, and lying in a coffin doesn't mean I'm dead, otherwise why don't I cover the coffin lid?"
He said with a big grin, "Also, isn't there someone on the shore watching me, probably planning to save me."
Halfway through his speech, he couldn't go on.
No one knows what will happen in the future, but the scene that Wang Ying's father saw before his death must be of great significance, and I believe that it is not only a foreshadowing of the life and death of Linzi.
Therefore, if you want to know the reason for this, finding the painting is the most important.
At this time, Professor Zhang yawned and looked drowsy.
"Professor, Professor Zhang" Wang Ying hurriedly woke him up.
"Well, what's the problem, look at me now, I'm sleepy after talking for a while, I'm really old," Professor Zhang said slowly.
Wang Ying asked Professor Zhang if her father had mentioned a will before he died, and she wanted to know who her father had left his estate to.
"Eh, yes, Wang Ying, your father was hospitalized at the time, and he was severely mentally ill, how could he make a will," Linzi patted his thigh and said.
Wang Ying nodded thoughtfully, she said that the matters about her father's will were handled by the lawyer, and she did not know the specifics, and the lawyer refused to disclose it.
We all looked at this lethargic Professor Zhang.
"He didn't tell me about the inheritance, and he shouldn't have been hospitalized when he made the will, ahhhhh ” "So, my father wrote his will before he entered the mental hospital, and he should have opened Freezer No. 2 at that time and knew that he was dying," Wang Ying muttered.
"Oh, yes."
Professor Zhang suddenly came to his senses, "He mentioned a woman, not your mother, he only said it once, he seems to have said that he would leave things to her after death, but who that woman is and why she did it, your father didn't say." ” Wang Ying couldn't help frowning, this matter became more and more unclear.
What's even worse is Professor Zhang, who was still awake just now, and he has already dozed off at this moment I guess he couldn't say anything more, so the three of us didn't bother him anymore and quietly left Professor Zhang's house.
When I got back to the car, I immediately said something that I had been holding in my heart for a long time.
"Xiaoying, Linzi, I have seen the painting that Professor Zhang said just now, I have seen it in Wang Yue's painting book, and she has also painted it," I said nervously.
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Linzi was very surprised, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
I quickly said that I had just woken up from a coma, and I had forgotten about it.
When I looked at Wang Ying again, I found that she was not surprised at all, and when I asked, I realized that she had seen the painting just like me.
"Then Wang Yue's painting, is there any symbol also drawn, and there are many Buddhas" Lin Zi asked worriedly.
Wang Ying shook her head, "I don't remember, let's go home with me first, let's go and see." ” When I returned to Wang Ying's house, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.
She took us to the basement to find Wang Yue first, and now Wang Ying no longer binds Wang Yue with iron chains, but Wang Yue is still used to staying in the basement.
"Wang Yue, can we take a look at your paintings?"
I asked cautiously, as she seemed to trust me more.
Wang Yue was painting at this time, she looked up at me, hesitated, and handed me the painting book.
Wang Ying and Linzi also immediately surrounded me, and I quickly opened the picture book and saw the previous painting.
"It's really me, but I didn't take any Buddha and plates," Linzi said faintly, turning his head to look at Wang Yue, "Wang Yue, why are you painting these?"
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