Lin Qianyi originally thought that her father didn't know him and wanted to explain again, but unexpectedly her father said: "I remember, are you talking about the boy from Longhu Mountain?"
Lin Qianyi said in surprise: "Do you know him?"
The father shook his head: "I don't know him, but when he was identified as having yin and yang eyes, I happened to know about him. The Longhu Mountain behind him is indeed different from the so-called wizards in Southeast Asia. They all have yin and yang eyes."
Really talented guy.”
Hearing that her father also knew about Zhang Mo's existence, Lin Qianyi once again suggested to her father that she call Zhang Mo to ask for his opinion.
However, although Dad knew about Zhang Mo and Longhu Mountain behind him, he was very confident in himself this time and firmly rejected Lin Qianyi's proposal.
"My good daughter, Zhang Mo and the others have real talent and knowledge, but your father and I also have the fragments of Shanhai. With the fragments that can reveal the mysterious events, even without the help from Longhu Mountain, your father and I are confident that we can deal with them.
Get that oil painting."
Although my father said this, Lin Qianyi obviously still couldn't let go. When my father turned around and continued to talk to Liu Yongqing and the others, I saw Lin Qianyi quietly took out her mobile phone and sent a text message.
I was on the side, looked at it and asked: "Sister Lin, if you let dad know about you like this, he will be angry, right?"
"When you are angry, you are angry. What if something unexpected happens?" Lin Qianyi replied to me.
At this time, probably because it was a text message from Lin Qianyi, Zhang Mo, who was thousands of miles away, quickly replied to the text message.
In the text message, he first asked about the situation on our side, and then replied: This oil painting does not seem to be a cursed object, but rather seems to have a ghost living in the painting. If so, that
The ghost may not be an ordinary ghost, but some kind of wraith.
Lin Qianyi saw it and hurriedly typed: Resentful spirit, what is a resentful spirit?
Zhang Mo replied: This is a long story. Anyway, Qianyi, please remember that resentful spirits are different from ordinary ghosts. They will actively kill all living creatures around them, regardless of whether they were involved with these creatures during their lifetime. Because they
The purpose of killing is different from that of ghosts. Ordinary ghosts hurt people for revenge, but ghosts do it out of greed, because every time they kill a living being, their abilities will become stronger.
What Zhang Mo said coincided with what his father said before that oil paintings would absorb the vitality of other living creatures, so Lin Qianyi asked: Are there any weaknesses in these things? How to deal with them? What my father said
Do you think this method is reliable?
Zhang Mo replied: Uncle's idea is actually right. Under normal circumstances, the biggest weakness of the resentful spirits is that they cannot survive out of thin air, but must rely on something. This thing that is relied on is the weakness of the resentful spirits.
Usually, as long as the thing it is attached to is destroyed, the resentful spirit will dissipate in the world on its own.
Lin Qianyi felt relieved when she saw Zhang Mo saying the same thing.
At this time, Zhang Mo asked: Qianyi, do you need me to come over and help? I don't have much to do now. If I come by plane, it should only take half a day.
Lin Qianyi replied: No, my dad probably doesn’t want to see too many people from the bureau right now.
Zhang Mo finally replied: Then you should be careful.
After finishing the text message with Zhang Mo, Lin Qianyi and I turned around and saw our father not far behind us. Seeing that we also saw him, our father said: "How is it? What did Zhang Mo say?
of?"
Seeing that her father already knew about the text message, Lin Qianyi did not hide it, but told her father Zhang Mo's original words.
After hearing this, the father nodded and said with deep approval: "This guy is worthy of being from Longhu Mountain. He can see through the essence of this oil painting with just a few words. Qianyi, no matter what happens in the future, please
Ask that kid for his opinion, he does have some real skills."
Hearing her father's instructions, Lin Qianyi nodded immediately, while I was a little bit a little disappointed.
Fortunately, at this time, Liu Yongqing and others from a distance came over and said to us: "Master Lin, everyone, we are here in ten minutes."
"Are we here?" I looked at my watch strangely. It was indeed ten minutes, but I didn't hear any gunshots just now?
"Dad, if those guns of yours were fired at the same time, they would be very loud, right?"
"Yes, that's strange. Could it be that my mechanism is not set up properly?"
After being puzzled, my father suggested that we go back to the villa area to take a look.
So everyone returned to the villa and came to the entrance hall, but we saw that the muzzles of the shotguns were already emitting green smoke. It seemed that these shotguns had been fired.
At the same time, Liu Yongqing suddenly exclaimed: "Master Lin! That painting is missing!"
We immediately looked towards where the oil painting was originally located, only to see that the oil painting on the wall had really disappeared!
It wasn't just the oil paintings that disappeared. At this moment, Lin Qianyi also noticed that the native dog that was originally tied by the stairs was also missing.
And what is quite strange is that although the dog has disappeared, the rope that originally tied the dog is still tied to the stairs, which puzzles all of us.
When Dad saw this, he ran to the nearest camera, wanting to watch the video and confirm what had just happened.
But at this time, Liu Yongyang, who didn't really believe in the oil painting, suddenly felt brave and walked step by step towards the location of the oil painting.
When Liu Yongqing saw him, he asked, "Brother, what do you want to do?"
As Liu Yongyang continued to walk up the stairs, he replied: "Sister, I want to see if these guys have used some kind of deception. After all, it is impossible for an oil painting to disappear!"
However, when Liu Yongyang was almost reaching the place where the oil painting was originally hung, his father who was checking the camera suddenly shouted: "Qianyi, go push that guy away!"
Although she didn't understand why her father asked her to do this, Lin Qianyi immediately rushed towards the stairs out of her long-standing instinct to obey orders.
At the critical moment, I saw Lin Qianyi bypass Liu Yongyang, rush to the original location of the oil painting, and push the wall that should be empty.
The next moment, I saw the oil painting appear out of thin air and fall from the wall onto the stairs. Lin Qianyi and Liu Yongyang were standing under the position where the oil painting should have been hung.
At this moment, "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!", three deafening gunshots rang out. The shotgun that should have been fired actually fired again at this time!
But when I turned to look at the shotguns, I saw that my father had gritted his teeth and raised the mechanism device at some point, pointing the muzzle at the ceiling above his head.
Seeing this, I just turned around and looked at Lin Qianyi and the others. When I saw the two of them standing in front of the oil painting intact and confused, I breathed a sigh of relief.
After a while, Lin Qianyi and the two of them, who had escaped, ran back from the stairs. At this time, the father unloaded all the bullets in the shotgun.
Liu Yongqing pulled his younger brother and said with a horrified look on his face: "Master Lin, what happened just now? Why did the gun fire by itself again? And that oil painting, didn't it disappear? Why did it appear again?"
The father sighed and said: "We all underestimated that oil painting. I think when we were outside the villa just now, we were also affected by the power of the oil painting. It used illusions to make us mistakenly think that ten minutes had passed, but in fact it was ten minutes away."
Minutes are actually still some time away. Then it uses illusion to prevent us from seeing it for a while, attracting us to walk over and stand in front of it, so that one of us can serve as a human shield for this oil painting at the end of the countdown.
It stops bullets."
"When I checked the camera just now, I knew this when I saw through the camera that the oil painting was still hanging on the wall in front of Mr. Liu. But I didn't expect that after I asked Lin Qianyi to push it away
When your brother was a child, the oil painting actually caused her to hallucinate, and she moved it to a safe place with Qianyi's hands."