I am not repairing cultural relics in the Forbidden City

Tao Xiu had just arrived at the studio the next day when he heard a knock on the door. There were very few people knocking on the door here, and usually they would just come over if there was something to do. Xu Congcong looked at him cautiously with his hands behind his back.

"What's wrong?" Tao Xiu was a little confused, he had never seen Xu Congcong like this before.

Seeing him, Xu Congcong heaved a sigh of relief, stepped forward and grabbed Tao Xiu to sneak a look into the room.

"What are you looking at?" Tao Xiu turned Xu Congcong's head around, "Why are you here so early in the morning?"

Xu Congcong looked around the room and didn't see any suspicious person, suddenly became more courageous, he dragged Tao Xiu into the room, and said with a shy look: "You don't know, I'm here to rescue you! "

"What?" Tao Xiu was a little confused.

Xu Congcong leaned over and whispered: "Let me tell you, I saw something on the cliff yesterday, but you didn't see it. I guess you don't have my talent, so there's nothing you can do about it..." Xu Congcong shook his head helplessly, "But you, as my friend, I can't leave you alone. You definitely don't want to move out, so I'll find something to help you drive away the yin energy here!"

"..." Tao Xiu thought he had brought some magic weapon, and was a little nervous, afraid that he would take out something like a magic mirror.

Who knew that Xu Congcong carefully took out a long bamboo tube that he had been holding in his hand just now.

Tao Xiu often saw this thing at Xu Congcong's place. It was a utensil for calligraphy and painting. He was about to ask you why you brought a painting, but suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, Qin Tang, who had been standing by the side, stepped back a few steps. Yi Lin, is it really a magic weapon?

Then I saw Xu Congcong happily pouring out a scroll from the bamboo tube.

"What?" Tao Xiu took a step forward, trying his best to block Qintang behind him.

Xu Congcong said happily: "Oh, let me tell you this is a good thing. I brought it out from home secretly! I heard that it was a treasure that my father found when he was young when he was doing calligraphy and painting research in Shanxi. I don't know who painted it. But according to my father, it's like a fairy!"

Tao Xiu was speechless: "Are you sure your father didn't lie to you?"

Xu Congcong widened his eyes and said, "That's not true! Let me tell you that the one on this painting is really a fairy!"

"Okay, which immortal is that?" Tao Xiu asked.

Xu Congcong choked for a moment, spread out the painting and said, "Then how do I know, there are so many gods..."

Tao Xiu didn't speak, he was attracted by the painting.

This is a very ordinary landscape painting, the mountain painting is lifelike, the top of the mountain is shrouded in smog, it is very magnificent, if you look carefully, there is a man in white clothes standing at the foot of the mountain, with a few strokes, but the outline of the man is outlined, It's really like a fairy.

"How about it, isn't it a fairy!" Xu Congcong said proudly, "I stole it from my house secretly, but my family shouldn't be able to find it. You hang it here, maybe it will exorcise evil spirits!"

"..." Just as Tao Xiu was about to speak, he suddenly felt a gust of wind around him. He turned his head and saw Qin Tang standing beside him, staring at the painting with a trace of fear in his eyes, as if there was really something in the painting. of!

Without even thinking about it, Tao Xiu stretched out his hand to help him roll up the scroll, and stuffed it back into the bamboo tube in one go.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Xu Congcong shouted.

Tao Xiu handed him the bamboo tube: "Thank you for your kindness, I really don't need it."

"It might be dangerous!" Xu Congcong emphasized.

Tao Xiu smiled: "You just read too many horror novels, how can there be so many ghosts and gods, I have been here for two years, and I haven't seen my energy being sucked."

Xu Congcong was still very worried: "Why don't you let me go first..."

"No need." Tao Xiu declined, "If something really happens, I'll go find you."

"Okay then." Xu Congcong couldn't speak to him, "Then I'll put this painting at my place first, if you have anything to tell me!"

"Yes!" Tao Xiu quickly agreed.

Xu Congcong had no choice but to leave with the bamboo tube in his arms.

Not knowing if it was his own illusion, Tao Xiu felt that the air was a little more relaxed.

"What's wrong?" Tao Xiu asked Qintang.

Qin Tang took a deep look at Tao Xiu, shook his head and said, "I don't know, it seems like someone is staring at me all of a sudden."

"Is it that painting?" Tao Xiu asked.

Qin Tang hesitated for a moment before saying, "There is something in that painting."

Xu Congcong returned to his studio with the painting in his arms, and threw the bamboo tube aside, still worried.

He felt that he hadn't gotten to the point where he saw something wrong...

Thinking about it, he pulled out the painting again and spread it out on his workbench.

He liked this painting very much when he was a child. At that time, this painting was still hanging in his study. Sometimes he would go to the study with the book in his arms to read it. After a while, he would be attracted by this painting.

Then the eyes are not sore, and I can sleep very well at night.

So he has always believed that the one in this painting must be a fairy!

He slowly touched the fairy in white at the foot of the mountain, then he seemed to come back to his senses, picked up the painting with a smile, found a stool, and hung it on the wall of the room!

Maybe it will help me work hehe!

Xu Congcong thought it was pretty.

But he didn't notice that the hair of the fairy in the painting moved in the wind.