The original owner Yu Wenshu came from a Feng Shui family, but he had a persistent love for painting pictures of beauties. This can be seen from the fact that he asked someone to draw pictures of beauties before he died.
But as long as painters do not make a living from painting, they are somewhat aloof, and the original owner is naturally the same. His pseudonym is Wen Chang, and he is somewhat famous in the painting world. This painting of Beauty Under the Moon is both Wen Chang's famous work and one of his rare works.
Paintings sold.
It’s just that there are no monsters in this world, so why is there such a thing as saying that portraits cannibalize people?
"Mr. Yu, please come with me."
Oh, it was a coincidence. As soon as Tan Zhao entered the Zangfeng Building, his face was a little shocked: "Ms. Yu?" Isn't this Mrs. Yu the owner of the building in Lishuicheng? Why did she come to the capital?
"Mr. Yu, long time no see, please sit down."
Tan Zhao sat down in front of people: "Where is that picture of beauty now?"
Madam Yu raised her eyebrows. She didn't expect the other party to be so direct, but she said quickly: "To be honest, I am in the middle of the capital, and I am here because of this beauty picture. Please listen to me explain in detail."
Wen Chang's painting of beauties under the moon was his work two years ago. He became famous for this painting at the Peony Beauty Fair in Luo City. On a moonlit night, peonies bloom, and the beauty is separated by the nebula, with only her back.
It’s amazing. In fact, the original owner originally wanted to collect this painting for himself, but the works that participated in the Peony Beauty Society had to go through the auction process. If he didn’t have money, he couldn’t even buy his own painting back, so it was Yu Wenshu himself.
According to the memory of the original owner, an elegant scholar named Ming took the picture at that meeting.
From Lady Yu's narration, Tan Zhao learned that the painting of Beauty Under the Moon was stolen within the first month of its sale. Until recently, it appeared on a black market transaction by a scholar named Wang.
I bought this painting.
Then, Wang Sheng was "eaten".
The Wang family felt that this painting was too evil, so they wanted to burn it with fire, but they did not expect that it would not be able to be poured into water or burned by fire. The Wang family were so frightened that they quickly threw it into the moat.
But the strange thing is that the painting actually returned to the Wang family the next day. The Wang family was afraid, so they invited a Feng Shui master who was passing by. The Feng Shui master said that the painting was evil and had to change owners to get rid of it.
Obviously, few people stick to themselves like Tang Yongruo when it comes to themselves. The Wang family sent the picture of Beauty Under the Moon to Wang Sheng's classmate Wen Zhao in Wang Sheng's name.
Wen Zhao collected the painting, and the Wang family was anxious all night. When they saw that the painting had not come back, they couldn't help but feel happy.
As for Wen Zhao, by coincidence, he was a scholar who was going to Beijing to take the exam. He had left the painting at home, but he never thought that he would find the painting in his bag the next day. At first, he thought he had brought it out accidentally.
He couldn't go back to Beijing, and painting wasn't important, so he took it to Beijing.
At the New Year's Eve Poetry Recital, the poets living in the capital gathered together. Wen Zhao let slip that he had an excellent picture of a beautiful woman. Everyone coaxed them to see it, and then... they were all "eaten".
"Are you suspecting that I drew the Feng Shui formation in the beauty picture?" The original owner just thought that he didn't have the ability to do it. Feng Shui formations can be made with a brush, which at least can only be done by a Feng Shui master.
Madam Yu fell into silence at this time.
When Tan Zhao saw that he was silent, he continued: "Also, the reaction of the Wang family is too strange. Shouldn't they find someone to save Wang's life?"
Madam Yu was not stingy with her words: "Wang Sheng is the daughter of Wang Yuanwai's first wife, and now the head of the family is his second wife."
Oh, I understand, if you have a stepmother, you will have a stepfather.
"My Yu family's inherited skills must have been registered in Zangfeng Tower. If I had painted cannibalism and other strange things two years ago, it would have spread long ago."
Mrs. Yu, who is the owner of the building, is naturally not stupid: "You are right, I came to the capital to capture someone."
Tan Zhao suddenly felt blessed: "That Feng Shui master who came up with bad ideas for the Wang family?"
"That's right."
Tan Zhao was a little unsure: "How do you know he will definitely come to the capital?"
Madam Yu smiled and shook her head, then changed the subject very simply and crudely: "Let's go, I'll show you that painting."
Drawing such an outrageous and weird thing as "eating" people can only be explained by Feng Shui, otherwise the monsters and ghosts will scare the faint of heart to death if they see it.
The poets held a poetry meeting in Yuelai Building. After getting the news, the shopkeeper went to Zangfeng Building to invite Mr. Zangfeng Building. Then people from Zangfeng Building came to investigate. Madam Yu learned the news and asked for Yu Wenshu. This was just
It only took three hours.
Since Juzi's disappearance was such a big deal, the Yamen naturally sent someone to come.
When Tan Zhao arrived with Lady Yu, the people from Dali Temple were "in unfriendly negotiations" with Zangfenglou. If Lady Yu hadn't stepped forward in time, a fight would have started.
After all, all the candidates are missing, and the exam will be held in February. If something goes wrong, who dares to take the responsibility?
Tan Zhao fully believed that if he said that he was the author of this painting, Dali Temple would definitely take him back in shackles. Even if he was not guilty, he would still have to suffer some pain.
So he said nothing obediently, but stood behind Madam Yu in front of the wooden stake.
After a while, the two parties completed their consultations and entered together. The place where the disciples held the poetry meeting was on the third floor. At this moment, the cups and plates were in a mess, but no one was there. There was even an overturned wine glass on the table next to it, and the wine stains on it were very stained.
Fresh.
On the mahogany column in the center, Tan Zhao saw the "cannibal" painting.
Just like in your memory, the beauty becomes more and more beautiful when you look at it under the lamp, let alone under the moon. After staring at it for a long time, you even want the beauty to turn around and look at you.
Those must be the clear and sharp eyes above, like those of a palace goddess in the moon.
Tan Zhao closed his eyes. He happened to be standing by the window and reached out to pick a leaf that had turned yellow and was about to fall. After a while, the cheerful and unusually brainwashing tune of Xiao Qinglong rang in everyone's ears.
Everyone's eyes were confused and sober. Only those who have experienced it can understand the fear of being dominated.
Tan Zhao pinched off the leaves, raised his head and met Mrs. Yu's incomprehensible eyes.
System: Hahahaha, host, your little green dragon has contributed to your scapegoat career~
[Nonsense, people are obviously amazed that I am so talented that I can play such beautiful music.]
system:……
Madam Yu really didn’t doubt Yu Wenshu. Firstly, it was because he had already guessed the identity of the shooter. Secondly, if it was really Yu Wenshu, she would not take action at this moment.
Everyone was confused as soon as they came up. If the Feng Shui master of Zangfeng Tower hadn't taken action, they might have been "eaten". Even if someone came from Dali Temple, they would inevitably be a little more wary.
This is not a good time for a dispute. It is only right to rescue the disciples first.
"Is there any way?"
This painting was far away but right before our eyes. Suddenly someone said that it was somewhat similar to the red plum trees in the suburbs of Beijing. Tan Zhao raised his eyebrows, said nothing, and just leaned on the window sill to read the painting.
This is really getting better and better the more you look at it. The original owner's painting skills are indeed much better than his, but the so-called Feng Shui formation... does not exist. This is just a very ordinary painting. To make a painting incompatible with water and fire,
Intrusion is actually not difficult as long as you read some books.
What is interesting is the scroll that frames this painting. For a painting, the scroll is just the icing on the cake. But apart from the painting, the scroll is just a pair of parallel lines that will never meet.
In the true sense, of course, parallel lines will never intersect, but drawing axes are made by people, and no one can draw two truly parallel lines. Even if there is only a slight inclination, they will intersect at a certain intersection.
What's more, the axis of this painting is extremely tilted, and the intersection point of the axis is the position of the eye.
From a superficial point of view, this is a very ordinary phantom formation, which is used both against outsiders and against those within. As for Wang Sheng who disappeared from Madam Yu's mouth, Tan Zhao thinks that the probability of it being a "man-made disaster" is greater than that caused by the Feng Shui bureau.
people.
After all, the Feng Shui formations that have "eated" blood are completely different from those that have never seen blood.
However, it was mainly because he knew that his paintings had been so ruined that he might have jumped up and hit someone at this moment.
"This situation must be broken from the inside. If the situation is broken from the outside, the people inside may stay in the formation forever." Madam Yu's voice reached Tan Zhao's ears.
"Then in your Zangfeng Tower, who can break this situation?"
The moment the words fell, everyone's eyes turned to someone playing with leaves by the window.
Tan Zhao: "...it's scary that you guys are looking at me like that." Also, why does he feel that Mrs. Yu is a bit weird this time? Let's not talk about other things, but just talk about the present. Why does it feel like she is forcing him into the game?
?
Is he being tricked or is he being tricked?
System: I think you are seeking death, do you really not think about it?
Tan Zhao was also simmering with anger. Anyone who was pulled out on New Year's Eve would be very upset. Since he was asked to join the game, let others watch.
"Sir Gaoyi, please."
Tan Zhao clasped his fists, stared at the painting and let go of his mind. In a moment, the figure disappeared from the spot.
People outside were frightened, but Tan Zhao only felt his eyes flicker. In an instant, the Zhulou was no longer there, replaced by the sultry moonlight, the sea of flowers in the distance, and even the tip of his nose could smell a faint fragrance.
Tan Zhao gently raised his feet and slowly walked towards the sea of flowers.
The further he walked toward the sea of flowers, the more beautiful the moonlight in the sky became. Accompanied by the bright stars, he gradually saw the tall and graceful back of the beauty in the distance.
A true beauty is not skin and bones, just her back is enough to seduce people.
Tan Zhao was never a person who cared about beauty, but his steps inexplicably got faster and faster. This was certainly not his intention. When his shoes and socks were cut by flowers and branches and soaked with the juice of the roots, his steps finally stopped.
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At this moment, he saw that the beauty was actually standing on a sword stuck in the soil.
This sword, how should I put it, looked inexplicably familiar. Tan Zhao squinted slightly and saw a beauty dressed in vermilion slowly turning around. She had a flower pattern on her forehead, a flowing cloud bun, and a slanted plum blossom hairpin.
There is a golden pendant hanging on it, and every move...why the hell is this Yu Wenshu's face!
Original owner, what are you thinking about when you are painting!? Narcissism also depends on the occasion!
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