ghost

There is a special quiet atmosphere in the gallery, with deliberate light footsteps and whispered discussions after stopping to watch. It is not absolutely quiet, but it can lead people to sink their minds and appreciate the paintings with their hearts.

Some of the paintings in the exhibition hall are from well-known and well-known painters, and some are new artists who have never heard of them, but those that can be hung in the gallery exhibition hall are naturally not ordinary works.

On his way to the East District Oil Painting Museum, Fang Xia passed by several exhibition halls. Although he could not understand the connotation of every painting, he had seen quite a few amazing works, and—— I have a new understanding of the people behind Li Gallery.Cangli Gallery is the largest gallery in City C. As a student of the Academy of Fine Arts in City C, Fang Xia has visited many times even though it is quite far from the school.And now the paintings in the gallery seem to have added a lot more than what he remembered.

The abundance of works in the gallery relies heavily on social contacts.Your gallery does not have a wide network of relationships, and the other party will hesitate whether it is consignment or acquisition.It is completely impossible for some works of everyone to be exhibited in an unknown gallery.

Fang Xia walked out of the last watercolor painting exhibition hall in the East District, and arrived at the area of ​​the oil painting gallery.

"How can I find the problematic painting?" Fang Xia asked Fu Jin in a low voice, scratching his head after looking at the two paintings near the entrance.

He only had a general impression of Cangli Gallery's earlier paintings, and it was obviously impossible to rely on that vague impression to find those few previously unpublished paintings.Furthermore, when he came to art exhibitions before, he focused on traditional Chinese painting, which he majored in, and did not pay much attention to oil painting.

Fu Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, looking from the nearest painting to the farthest one.Afterwards, he sighed almost inaudibly, [I have to look at them one by one. ]

"Can't you find it with a snap? Doesn't it mean that the painting is very dark and you can't find it along the way?" Fang Xia took two steps inside, distanced himself from the patrolling security at the entrance, and covered his mouth Ask Fu Jin in a low voice.

[cannot. ] Fu Jin shook his head and said, [Things with double yin, different objects have different forms of expression.Some auras are strong and will spread a strong yin energy around; some auras are plain, but the yin energy is restrained, and you will be infected with its yin energy when you touch it. ]

"This thing with a lot of yin is actually divided into introverted and extroverted?" Fang Xia muttered a little louder accidentally, and the security guard at the entrance of the exhibition hall looked sideways, and he quickly walked a few steps in and lowered his voice again "In this way, the oil painting that Zhou Lu came into contact with should be an introverted and heavy-duty thing. Otherwise, if it is placed in this gallery, there will be a large number of people involved in the accident."

[Um. ] Fu Jin nodded slightly.

"Then how do you look at it? Do you look directly with your eyes? This way you can tell whether the painting is a thing of double yin?"

[As I get closer, I will naturally find out. ] Fu Jin said as he turned his head slightly to look at Fang Xia, [As for you—people with yin and yang eyes are more sensitive to yin qi. You just need to pay close attention to it, and if you feel uncomfortable and intuitively think that something is ominous, there is probably something wrong with it. It's like seeing the evil charm pendant in the villa before.If it is an object with heavy yin, if you look too closely, your mind will be confused, or flustered, or lost, or absent-minded. Symptoms vary, but generally they are symptoms similar to confusion of thinking. ]

Why does this statement sound like deja vu?Where did he seem to have experienced this similar feeling?Fang Xia touched his chin in confusion, then slid his hand down, and his fingertips inadvertently touched the red string around his neck, and a flash of light flashed in his mind—that's right!He had this symptom when he first got the jade ring!

At that time, he was staring at the white jade double dragon head ring in his hand, and unconsciously lost his mind. He touched the jade ring with his thumb, but was pulled a heavy button, which stained the jade ring with blood, and then he became Fu Jin's guard people……

Fang Xia's hand touched the position below the collarbone, through the thin fabric of the sweater, she held down the jade ring hidden underneath, and unconsciously cast her eyes on Fu Jin.

[This jade ring is my belonging, and it is also a heavy yin thing, but the yin qi is under my control and will not hurt you. ] Fu Jin said, lowering his eyes, avoiding Fang Xia's straight gaze, [cutting your finger, let your blood stain the jade ring, make a contract with me, I am the one who controls the yin on the jade ring Gas finished. ]

It was clearly revealed why his finger was cut suddenly and the reason why Yu Jue was stained with blood was all done by Fu Jin.In fact, Fang Xia was not too surprised. In the hospital in S city, when Geng Wenqiu confessed the deception to him, he said that Fu Jin had chosen him as the guardian. Even if he didn't go back to Geng's house, Fu Jin would go to him.Therefore, the formation of the contract was completed under the control of Fu Jin, which is actually quite logical.So far, there's nothing to complain about, and—

When Fu Jin looked at people coldly, he looked like a cold and indifferent but lofty prince, but when he lowered his eyes and let his eyes fall on the dust, there was an inexplicably distressing sense of fragility that made people unbearable to criticize.

This is simply cheating!

Fang Xia curled her lips, put down the hand holding Yu Jue, looked up at the oil painting hanging in front of her, and finally complained softly, "The wound you cut on my hand is too deep, it hurts me A few days."

[Feel sorry. ] Fu Jin apologized in a low voice.

"The wound is already healed, there is no scar, and it will not affect the handsome appearance of my thumb, I forgive you." Fang Xia said, walking towards the next painting, "Since the oil painting of Chongyin is introverted Personality, Geng Shudan has no yin and yang eyes, how is he going to find it?"

[People in the Xuanshu circle naturally have their own methods.The Geng family has ghost control skills, which can drive ghosts to look for them, just like my role on your side. ]

"So you think I'm a ghost?" Fang Xia stopped in front of a painting, looked sideways at Fu Jin and teased.

[You can say that. ]

"Forget it." Fang Xia shook her head and looked up at the painting, "Let's be friends with each other. You don't have to listen to me, you can refute those who disagree, and lose your temper if you are unhappy..."

Fang Xia automatically silenced herself in the middle of her speech, except that Fu Jin had never really lost her temper, she seemed to have been doing this all the time, not as obedient as Geng Shudan's emissary.

Fu Jin: [OK. ]

Fang Xia: "..." What's good?Is there any difference between you answering and not answering?Is there anything you need to change?

Fang Xia followed Fu Jin and looked at the paintings in the East District Oil Painting Exhibition Hall one by one.Fang Xia didn't know how Fu Jin felt, anyway, he almost had double images in front of his eyes. This kind of fast-paced, one-by-one viewing completely numbs the sense of aesthetics, and makes him want to vomit. feel.

Coming out of the last oil painting gallery, Fang Xia walked to the window of the rest area, looked at the green area outside and blinked vigorously, feeling dizzy, and did half a set of eye exercises for himself, and then he felt a little better.

[You don't have to watch it. ] Fu Jin said helplessly.As long as he walked over one by one, if the painting appeared, he would naturally find out that Fang Xia didn't need to follow along to see it.

"You were watching there, so I followed suit." Fang Xia took out his phone, opened it and took a look, but didn't see any message from Geng Shudan, "Did he not find it, or didn't finish it?"

Fang Xia sent a message to Geng Shudan, telling him that the Eastern District Oil Painting Museum hadn't found the painting, then put the phone back in his pocket, and said to Fu Jin, "I'm going to the bathroom to wash my face, I feel a little sleepy."

I asked the security guard at the entrance of the exhibition hall where the bathroom was, and Fang Xia followed the security guard's guidance to find it.

"Turn right at the entrance of the sketch studio, turn left after seeing the safe passage..." Fang Xia muttered in a low voice as he walked in the empty corridor.

"let go!"

"Uh..." Seeing the safe passage sign, Fang Xia, who was about to walk forward to the intersection and then turn left, was stopped by such an angry shout.

It was a man who was shouting angrily, and this man seemed to have had an argument with someone in the corridor on the left.

"It's been so many years since we broke up, there's nothing to talk about between us!" The owner who shouted angrily said again.

Oh, it's still a relationship issue.

In this case, if you want to avoid embarrassment, just pretend you didn't hear it, turn around and walk back, and then find another restroom.But - the premise is that he doesn't know the owner who made the angry shout.

The owner of the angry shout was none other than Geng Shudan who was supposed to be looking for paintings in the Western District Oil Painting Museum.

Fang Xia had never heard him speak in such a tense voice, and it was obvious that he was really angry.Fang Xia and Geng Shudan have known each other for a while. He thinks that Geng Shudan has a pretty good temper. He makes jokes about him, and he has never seen him be cold-hearted, and sometimes he can continue talking nonsense with him.

What did Geng Shudan's ex-girlfriend do to make him so angry?

"We didn't break up, I didn't agree."

A deep and deep voice sounded, compared to Geng Shudan, the tone was not too intense, but the emotional expression was quite stubborn and stubborn--these are not the point, the point is that it sounds like a man's voice!

Is Geng Shudan's ex-girlfriend a man? ? ?

No no no, maybe it's just a woman with a manly voice!

As Fang Xia thought, the person was already stuck to the wall on the left, silently touched the corner, slowed down his breathing, poked out one eye, and looked towards the corridor on the left.

At the door of the bathroom, Geng Shudan leaned his back against the wall, facing a tall man, his hands were grabbed by the opponent, pressed to his sides, and he was imprisoned in his arms by the man.Geng Shudan raised his head and glared angrily, the tall man looked down at him, the lines on his face that should have been sharp had a gentleness that was completely opposite to his actions.

Fang Xia's eyes widened.

Really a man? !Is there a possibility of King Kong Barbie?

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Author: Second uncle, life mentor, what do you want to say?

Geng Shudan: Go away, go away, I'm bothered!