But the girl named Lily covered her ears with her hands.
She shook her head and cried, "I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen... You didn't save me at all, you did it on purpose. The doctor said I was fine, I just fainted. I think you just want to take advantage of me!..."
Is she pretty? Do I want to take advantage of her
Damn it, I really have no way to defend myself now.
"Um, you're Boss Zhang, right? Why don't you tell me what happened just now?"
I had no choice but to push the antique shop owner Zhang Liang out and ask him to speak for me.
Zhang Liang was a sensible man. Seeing that girl crying and making a scene in his antique shop, it was a big mess. Not only did it affect his business, but a girl yelling and screaming was also bad for the reputation of his antique shop.
Zhang Liang stepped forward, facing Lily, and helped me explain: "Girl, you really misunderstood! The young man just now was indeed trying to save you. If it weren't for him, you would be in danger now."
"But I'm not sick?"
Lily didn't quite believe what the middle-aged boss Zhang Liang said and tried her best to argue.
It was at this time that Song Yuan played a role.
Song Yuan pulled Lily aside and whispered a few words in her ear.
What I didn't expect was that Song Yuan's words really worked. Soon, Lily, who had been crying and yelling, stopped crying.
What I didn’t expect was that Lily actually came to me on her own initiative.
She apologized to me in a very shy manner, "Um... Brother Yang, I'm sorry, I was just fooling around. But am I really okay now?"
From what she said, it seems that Song Yuan has already told me that I am a Taoist priest who catches ghosts.
I smiled and said to Lily, "Don't worry, you're fine!"
However, that Lily called me "Brother Yang", and this title really made me blush.
When she heard that she was fine, Lily became happy again.
She smiled and said, "That's great, that's great... I'm fine!"
Damn it, I really don't understand what kind of personality this girl has. She cries and makes a scene, but now she laughs as if nothing has happened. Fortunately, she is here. If she were in a mental hospital, she would have been diagnosed as a mental patient.
After exchanging a few polite words with Song Yuan and the others, I turned to Lily and asked her the questions in my mind.
"Lily, can you tell me what you did before? Why did you suddenly faint?"
When Lily saw me staring at her, her face turned a little redder, as if she had been painted with powder.
She then told him everything that had happened to her today.
When she entered the antique shop, I caught a key point.
"Stop! Miss Lily, stop for a moment!"
"You mean, you had no problems before, but you felt dizzy after you entered Mr. Zhang's antique shop and touched a painting, is that right?"
That Lily blinked, nodded and said, "That's right!"
"So, where is the painting?"
I asked anxiously.
Because I am almost certain that there must be a ghost hidden in the painting she touched, and the ghost worm is a parasite on the ghost's soul.
Then, under Lily's guidance, we went to find the painting.
The painting was placed in a copper vat, not unfolded and hung outside. It was after Lily opened the painting that she had her subsequent reaction.
My eyelids were smeared with crow's tears, but after I pulled the painting out of the copper vat, I didn't see a trace of ghost.
Weird?! I started to wonder if there was a ghost in the painting.
"Boss Zhang, please close the store first!"
I turned sideways and said to Zhang Liang behind me.
Zhang Liang nodded, respected my order, and quickly closed the door of the antique shop.
Zhang Liang turned on the lights in the store, making it very bright.
I asked Lily, "What did you see when you unfolded the painting?"
Lily thought for a moment and said, "I didn't see anything. There was only a picture of a woman holding a hairpin. There was nothing else!"
At this point, Lily seemed to have thought of something and said hurriedly, "Oh, Brother Yang, when I saw that woman's eyes, I felt very strange. Her eyes seemed to move for a moment."
"Also, her eyes seemed to have an infinite suction force. I felt like I was going into the painting! Fortunately, I closed the painting in time."
After hearing what Lily said, my face suddenly darkened.
It seems that I was right, the problem lies in the painting. Under normal circumstances, a painting is flat, not three-dimensional, and even if the painter is very skilled, it is impossible to make the painting come alive. But if there is a ghost in the painting, it will be different.
Seeing my serious expression, Song Yuan asked me softly, "Brother Yang, did you find anything?"
I nodded and said, "There's something weird in this painting!"
After hearing me say that there was something strange about the painting, Zhang Liang was very surprised and said, "No way, this painting has always been in our store and is in good condition. When I took it back, it was still in good condition!"
I shook my head and said to Zhang Liang, "That was the case back then. Maybe the ghost was hiding in the painting and didn't move. But things are different now!"
When I mentioned ghosts, Zhang Liang's mouth opened wide. He couldn't believe what he just heard. He stuttered and asked me, "Brother Yang, what do you mean? What ghost? Are you still saying that there is a ghost hidden in that painting?"
This guy just reacted now.
Then I introduced myself to Zhang Liang and said that I was a Taoist priest who caught ghosts.
Zhang Liang was a bit skeptical when he heard that I was a Taoist priest and a ghost catcher, but he couldn't help but believe it after what happened before. I told him that the yellow paper was actually a talisman that could restrict the freedom of people or ghosts.
Zhang Liang was a little absent-minded, muttering in fear, "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it... It turns out that ghosts really exist in this world. In the past, when I watched TV dramas and movies, I always thought that the ghosts in them were all fictional. I didn't expect that such things really exist."
I didn't respond, and then I asked Song Yuan and the others as well as Boss Zhang to stand far away.
Because I was going to open the painting in the antique shop.
Seeing that they all moved away, I gently took the painting out of the copper vat.
After hanging the painting on a hook near a wall, I slowly opened it.
The painting, whether the scroll or the silk cloth, was not old, and it even had a faint scent of ink. To someone like me who didn't know much about it, I was afraid it wasn't very old.
As the scroll slowly unfolded in front of me, the image of a woman gradually emerged.
She had fair skin and a rosy face. She was wearing a light red cheongsam from the Republic of China period. The slits of the cheongsam revealed her smooth long legs, which looked quite sexy.
She was holding a hairpin in her hand. It was a silver hairpin with a lotus pattern on it. The hairpin had two strands at the bottom, shaped like a fork, which was used to fork the hair.
I subconsciously stared at the woman's eyes.
The eyes were clearly black and white, lively and natural, and just as Miss Lily had said, they held some kind of mysterious attraction.
For a moment, I lost my mind.
Through those eyes, I seemed to see a woman smiling at me. Her hand was placed on her mouth, with her orchid finger curled up. Her watery eyes looked at me, and her mouth moved slightly, as if she was whispering something.
I also seemed to hear some sound in my ears.
It was as if a woman said to me lightly: "Husband, are you here to see me? Husband, I miss you so much..."
Although her voice was light, it made me feel numb all over when it entered my ears.
Just as I was listening intently, suddenly, another voice came into my ears.
"Yang Tianyi, quickly regain your spirit, or your soul will be sucked into the ghost in the painting!"
The sound was like thunder in my ears, and my body trembled violently. It was the voice of the ghost girl Tong Jie.
At this moment, the voice suddenly became chilling and said angrily: "No! You are not my husband, who are you? Who are you... Where is my husband? Tell me..."
I seemed to see a ghost hand reaching towards me.
I subconsciously took a few steps back, and at this time I was completely sober.
What I didn’t expect was that just when the ghost hand was about to stretch out from the scroll, suddenly, it seemed to be blocked by something.
"Ah!" With a strange cry of pain, the ghost hand instantly retracted into the scroll.
The attractive eyes of the woman in the painting just now dimmed in an instant. The eyes that were originally painted with ink dots returned to black and white.
"What...what is that?"
Boss Zhang asked me tremblingly.
He was so frightened that his legs were shaking and his voice was trembling.
Song Yuan was still relatively calm, but the other two girls, Lily and Lin Rong, were hugging each other in fear.
The two of them were trembling like frightened deer. When Song Yuan told them that I was a ghost-catching Taoist priest, they still didn't believe it and thought that there were no ghosts in this world.
The sudden appearance of this scene frightened them to death. In addition, the sound that just appeared was even more terrifying, and it came from the scroll, which made people feel even more creepy.
Also, they heard the voice of the female ghost Tong Xue coming from the soul-collecting barrel.
Lily and Lin Rong stared at me in horror. They knew there was something strange inside the tube on my body.
As for me, I didn't care so much. In front of them, I started communicating with the female ghost sister.
"Sister Tong, you finally woke up, that's great! Luckily you reminded me just now! Otherwise, my soul would have been sucked into the scroll by that ghost. It was very scary just now. By the way, Sister Tong, do you know what that ghost is?"
The ghost girl in the soul collecting barrel thought for a moment and said in a low voice, "I don't know what kind of ghost it is, but I can sense a strong restriction from the scroll. It is because of that restriction that she cannot get out."
Ban
I have heard this word in Yin Yang Soul Crossing Notes.
The notes say that there are many types of "restrictions", but they can be roughly divided into two types: time restriction and space restriction. Time restriction is rare, and most of them are space restrictions. Space restrictions are to confine an object in a fixed space.
It is not difficult to imagine that the female ghost was imprisoned in the scroll by someone.
(to be continued)
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