Fu Mingsu looked left and right but couldn't see any clues: "Brother Hong, I... really can't see the ghost in this painting."
Gongzi Hong glanced at Fu Mingsui from under his sleeves and said, "Brother Fu, don't be startled." After that, he pointed at the scroll with his slender hand, and immediately, dots of seven-colored starlight with the fragrance of hundreds of flowers slowly fell on the scroll.
Suddenly, the picture shook like ripples on water, and Fu Mingsuo was stunned.
As the pollen dots fell, the picture shook more and more violently. The picture was no longer flat, but gradually floated off the paper. The mountains bulged and the water began to flow. The whole painting came alive in front of Fu Mingsui!
The petals of the red plum blossom began to float away one by one, floating past Fu Mingsu. Fu Mingsu stretched out his hand slightly, and the petals fell on the tip of his finger. Fu Mingsu gently brushed them away, and the petals melted like snow, turning into a red sticky liquid. Fu Mingsu was surprised and put it to his nose to smell it, and immediately his heart skipped a beat, and he staggered in panic.
It's blood!
Those petals are blood!
"Brother Fu!" Gongzi Hong immediately stood up and held Fu Mingsu's body. Fu Mingsu's face was already pale. Gongzi Hong frowned and looked at the scroll. "It seems that your missing official has been found. However, he has turned into the blood plum in this painting and cannot be rescued. Brother Fu, is this person important to you?"
“It’s so scary… so scary…” Fu Mingsui stood firm and turned away, not daring to look at the painting again.
In fact, he didn't care about Wang Yi's life or death. He was always angry about Wang Yi's sudden disappearance. Wang Yi was recommended by Zhang Lidong and was an obedient person who could be used. Now the Ministry of Revenue was managed by Lin Zhengying. If nothing unexpected happened, the Minister of Revenue would be Lin Zhengying's. It was equivalent to the right prime minister taking over the Ministry of Revenue.
When Lin Zhengying became the real Minister of Revenue, it would be even more difficult to place another person under his father. This time, Wang Yi was relatively new, having been transferred from a local position, and it took him some twists and turns to enter the Ministry of Revenue. As a result, he hadn't even sat in the position for a month, and Fu Mingsu hadn't even assigned him a task, but he disappeared out of thin air, and now, he is dead!
He didn't know how to tell his father Fu Kun about this matter. He didn't even know how to start talking about Wang Yi's disappearance, let alone such a weird and horrifying thing as being eaten by a painting. Because he knew that his father would be furious if he just knew that Wang Yi was missing, and Zhang Lidong was also to blame.
And now, the weirdness of the whole thing made it even more difficult for him to explain. Even to Fu Mingrui, he didn't know how to explain it.
"How should I tell my second brother?" Fu Mingsu still couldn't get over his panic and regain his composure. He didn't expect that the joke he hadn't said before, "The painting ate Wang Yi", had come true! But how should he tell his second brother? !
Gongzi Hong looked at the scroll, thought for a moment, and smiled coldly: "You can tell me directly, and then..." Gongzi Hong turned his head and smiled at Fu Mingsu, "Let him hand this painting to Jiumen."
Fu Mingsu was stunned for a moment: "Nine Gates?"
"Yes, the Nine Gates, isn't that what they investigate? The emperor will not punish you for not finding the missing official, because this case is no longer within the scope of your Eight Gates." Gongzi Hong's purple eyes smiled more charmingly, "I'll add something to this painting, maybe..." Gongzi Hong turned back to look at the ethereal painting, "It can trap that woman."
After saying this, he raised his robe sleeves, and immediately a beam of light like a rainbow fell on the painting. Immediately, blood rushed out of the scroll, illuminating Fu Mingsu's entire study room!
Inside the secret realm, the moonlight was hazy and the rosy clouds in the sky were like a veil, floating and vague.
A group of people gathered in a circle under the porch of Lin Tingjun's hut. What were they doing? They were watching Lin Tingjun and Lian Youyou sleeping.
Heiyan stuck his body between Lin Tingjun and Lian Youyou, and looked at them coldly.
This woman is available to anyone!
"How many days has he slept? He's still not awake?" Master Yao Guang watched as he peeled peanuts. "Our little Rinzi used to be able to sleep, but I didn't expect Youyou to be able to sleep so well too."
"Because she is too tired!" Hei Yan said unhappily. He was going to squat between them and would never let their bodies get any closer.
"Woo~~~Woo~~~~~" Yun Yao was so angry that she cried. Although Lian Youyou and Lin Tingjun couldn't actually be considered to be sleeping together, there was still an arm's length between them, but she got angry when she saw Lian Youyou resting her head on Lin Tingjun's arm, and she cried out of anger.
“Don’t cry~~~ Huh…” Sanniang exhaled a puff of green smoke, “Your brother Lin, even if there is no Lian Youyou, he will not love you. It is better to let him go. There is still a forest in front of you~~~~”
“Woo~~~Woo~~~” Yun Yao cried and nodded.
This time, Yun Xi did not laugh at his sister, but stretched out his arms: "Come on! I'll let you lean on me! I'll find you 17 or 18 handsome men in the future, you can choose whatever you want!"
"Woo~~~I'm about to - wow-" Yun Yao shouted, hiding in her brother's arms and crying bitterly.
"Master really won't wake up..." He Shiqi squatted in front of Lian Youyou, also crying. He didn't know why he felt sad, but he felt indescribably sad when he saw how close the master was to Lin Tingjun. "Master and little Linzi have really been sleeping for a long time..." He stretched out his hand to pull Lin Tingjun's arm away from Lian Youyou's neck, but no matter how hard he pulled, he couldn't move it at all. He pulled and pulled, and couldn't help wanting to cry.
It was strange. He was usually so strong, so why couldn't he pull Lin Tingjun's arm apart
"He's been sleeping for almost five days, and he hasn't even woken up yet..." Coffin Master also looked admiring.
"It feels like Sister Youyou is really tired..." Little Lettuce squatted above Lian Youyou's head, holding her chin with both hands, "She is still sleeping so soundly..."
"Nonsense! She used to fight every day and didn't even have time to sleep! Of course she should sleep more if she can!" Hei Yan roared angrily again.
Little Lettuce looked at him in panic: "Master Black Flame, you said that Sister Youyou was too tired and needed to sleep more. You might wake her up if you yelled so loudly..."
"That's right, Lord Heiyan, why are you so angry?" Yunxi also looked at Heiyan strangely.
"Can't I get angry?" Hei Yan clenched his claws between Lin Tingjun and Lian Youyou. "This woman said she would sleep with me! But now she sleeps with this man! She's a slut! Isn't it comfortable to sleep with me? Ah!" Hei Yan roared at everyone angrily, and his body became even bigger, as if he was trying to use his body to push Lin Tingjun away from Lian Youyou. (To be continued)