The Story of the Male Supporting Counterattack

, Bai Su was sweating profusely and gasping for breath.

Don't be afraid, this is a dream, it's just a dream, you'll be fine when you wake up, Bai Su comforted herself like this.

The fog-like darkness wrapped him around, Bai Su was terrified, screaming silently, wake up, wake up quickly!

In the darkness, a ghostly face suddenly appeared, smiling evilly at him, and said in a strange tone, "Asu, I'm so lonely, can you come and accompany me?" ?”

"—No, don't!" Bai Su suddenly opened his eyes, with fear remaining in them, and sat on the bed in a daze.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Uncle Cheng came over with almond milk tea and looked at him with concern, "Did you have a nightmare?"

"Uncle Cheng, Uncle Cheng!" After being startled, Bai Su quickly came back to his senses, he stretched out his hand to grab the corner of Uncle Cheng's clothes, and murmured with lingering fear: "Uncle Cheng, I'm so scared, I'm so scared..."

Uncle Cheng sat down following his strength, looking back at him quietly with compassion in his brows and eyes, his tone was slow and unwavering, "What are you afraid of, young master?"

Bai Su gradually calmed down, his eyes showed indescribable confusion, "I don't know either..."

"It's okay, young master." Uncle Cheng said with gentle eyes, "Drink this first, and then you'll be fine after some sleep, good boy." He said and passed the milk tea to his lips.

Bai Su drank it in a trance, and fell asleep after a while, and never had a nightmare again.

Zhou Hong originally thought that the current case was troublesome enough, but after investigating Xu Chen's identity, he found out that he was too old.I really can't blame him for this. As a policeman who only knows how to arrest and interrogate prisoners every day, his life is undoubtedly monotonous and boring. He doesn't know anything about the stars that little girls are obsessed with chasing, so he didn't recognize it immediately. Even Xu Chenlai had no idea of ​​his influence.

However, when he saw a newly transferred little girl from the police station crying like rain, she said with tears in her eyes: "No, no, this is not Xu Chen, how could Xu Chen die, qaq, It's just too cruel, hey, I can't live anymore..."

Zhou Hong suddenly had a very ominous premonition.Facts have proved that he guessed correctly, because Xu Chen has a special status and has many fans. This case has attracted the attention of various media, and the police station has been under unprecedented pressure from public opinion.

However, this is not the most troublesome thing for him.The most troublesome thing is that they found many well-preserved heads in Lin Xiuyuan's home. The owners of the heads were all celebrities who were popular with their faces during their lifetime. in the toilet.Coincidentally, they all encountered "accidents" when they were filming with Xu Chen.

It is conceivable that if the matter of Lin Xiuyuan's private possession of these heads is exposed, what kind of disturbance will be caused, and what is intriguing is what role Xu Chen, who has a close relationship with Lin Xiuyuan, played in such a perverted incident?

Chinese people believe that the dead are the most important. Xu Chen was killed just now, which is the saddest time for fans. If the police make public the speculation that Xu Chen may have participated in desecrating other people's bodies, or even murdering other people's lives, fans will not believe it. , will also make some extreme behaviors out of control.

Thinking of this, Zhou Hong suddenly had a headache. This time, he must be more cautious, otherwise, if he is not careful, he might not be able to keep his police uniform.

When such an incident happened, the entire police station was busy without touching the ground, and because Zhou Hong and Li Wei were the ones who discovered the body that day, their cooperation was indispensable during the investigation, so the case of finding Yin Jue's body was put on hold for the time being. down.

Zhou Hong once called Bai Su privately to tell him not to worry. Since Lin Xiuyuan would collect the heads of other beautiful people, and he appeared in the funeral home the night Yin Jue’s body was lost, it is basically certain that he stole the body. , the only trouble now is that he doesn't know where Yin Jue is hidden. Regarding this, he will pay more attention during the investigation process and should be able to help him find it.

Although Bai Su was a little sad, but he also knew the seriousness. He only said that he was not in a hurry, but in private he paid close attention to the police's movements every day.

In order to calm the anger of the public, the police station worked overtime and raced against time, hoping to find the murderer as soon as possible, but unfortunately the situation was not optimistic.

Except for Xu Chen's fingerprints and footprints, Lin Xiuyuan's house could not collect any traces of other people. The doors and windows were intact, and there was no sign of being tampered with. The police found a monitor in Lin Xiuyuan's house. The monitor was the open.

The surveillance screen showed that Lin Xiuyuan was tidy up that night, as if he was about to go out, and then Xu Chen came unexpectedly, and the two stood at the door and talked for a few words, the expressions on their faces were not very good-looking, especially Lin Xiuyuan, who was weak and weak, with a look of It looks like it's going to fall down anytime.

The weirdest thing is his expression, his eyes are always wide open in horror, looking left and right nervously, terrified like a frightened bird, obviously over frightened.

He held Xu Chen's wrist tightly, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, and repeated something eagerly in his mouth. As his mouth opened and closed, Xu Chen's face turned pale inch by inch, and he stood there stunned. There, forget about reacting.

Then, Lin Xiuyuan's emotions became more and more out of control. He pointed towards the depths of the room with trembling fingers, his whole body trembling like a willow branch in a strong wind. While talking loudly, he dragged Xu Chen towards the place where his fingers were pointing.

After the two walked out of the monitoring range, they never appeared again until they found that Zhou Hong and the others had arrived with a search warrant. After repeatedly calling the door to no avail, they called the property to open the door and found that they had been brutally tortured to death.

The seventh pair of eyes (eleven)

A quiet studio.

With a magnifying glass, Bai Su carefully examined the oil painting that Yin Jue had given him, but still found nothing. His clear eyes showed a bit of disappointment, and he put down the tools in his hand in frustration.

Still haven't found the hidden eyes, what went wrong, Bai Su frowned and fell into deep thought.

The whereabouts of Yin Jue's body is unknown, and the case of Lin Xiuyuan and Xu Chen has not made any progress. Although Bai Su is anxious and worried, it does not help.

Time passed quietly, the sun slowly rose into the air with its inherent frequency, the bright light poured down from the glass window, somewhat dazzling, Bai Su rubbed his sore eyes and stood up, sighing in his heart, this matter is urgent No way, take your time.

Although he relieved himself in this way, he was still somewhat unhappy in his heart. After Bai Su changed his clothes and went downstairs, he went straight out the door. He wanted to take a walk outside. Staying in the Bai family's villa always gave him an inexplicable sense of depression. , he himself didn't know where this feeling came from, but it had become more and more intense recently, making it hard to ignore.

In May, the weather has gradually heated up. Most of the pedestrians on the road have already put on short sleeves. The green belt beside the road is full of flowers and leaves, full of vitality, and several rose bushes are blooming in full bloom.

Bai Su looked at the flowers blooming in the wind and felt the beauty of life, but he dissipated the depression accumulated in his heart. No matter how we live, we must always look forward, and the troubles will always be solved one day.

Thinking of this, Bai Su couldn't help showing a faint smile. Under the sunlight, the young man in white was so exquisite and beautiful that it seemed unreal. His pure and clean smile attracted passers-by to turn their heads frequently.

"Hey, what's the fun of being alone?" Someone not far away laughed and joked, with a hearty voice.

Bai Su Xun looked over, and saw a young man wearing an indigo Taoist robe waving at him, with a bright smile on his handsome face, which was almost blinding.

The man's smile was too bright, Bai Su was infected, and his mood became more relaxed. He walked over with a smile, took a closer look, and asked a little curiously: "So it's you, Lu Banxian."

Faced with his ridicule, Lu Banxian didn't feel embarrassed at all, but smiled even more happily: "You still remember me, it's worth my hard work to make a fortune for you."

Bai Su walked closer, looked around for a few times, and then realized that he had walked to the commercial street in a daze, and Lu Banxian was leisurely leaning on the edge of the fountain in the central square, with a handsome face arbitrary.

"Why are you here?" Bai Su asked.

Lu Banxian kicked the flag that he had thrown on the ground, "Of course they are here for business."

Following his movements, Bai Su looked over, and saw the white flag was wrinkled on the ground, beside it was an old tea mug with a chipped hole, and below that were a few large characters written in white chalk, carefully deciphering it. For a moment, it was the phrase "Yin Yang and five elements, ten hexagrams and nine spirits" that the other party often talked about when they met last time.

Bai Su sat on the edge of the water altar, said with a smile: "Then how much did you earn today?"

Lu Banxian wrinkled his face when he heard the words, hugged his head and wailed, "I don't have a dime, it looks like I'm going to be hungry again."

Bai Su was surprised, "How is it possible, isn't the flow of people here very high, and your eloquence is so good."

"How is it impossible?" Lu Banxian rolled his eyes at him unceremoniously, "My young master, no matter how much I can say, others will listen to me. Besides, where would I find someone who takes advantage of you like you?" .”

Bai Su looked at the tea mug, and said weakly, "But inside..."

Lu Banxian gritted his teeth, his face expressionless: "They thought I was a beggar!"

"Pfft." Although he knew that this was very unkind, Bai Su couldn't help laughing when he saw the expression on the smiling person, but he immediately knew that he had caused trouble, and looked at Lu with apologetic eyes. Banxian apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"Forget it." Lu Banxian stared at him for a while, his eyes began to sore, he said carelessly: "For the sake of you remembering me, I forgive you."

Bai Su smiled warmly at him: "Thank you." He could see that this Lu Banxian was not bad in nature, and his temperament was also frank and upright. Although he was down for a while, he didn't feel sorry for himself, and exuded a vigor that could infect others. , Bai Su is also willing to make friends with him.

"To be honest, have you ever thought about changing your career?" Bai Su cautiously probed, a little afraid that she would offend others again.

Lu Banxian sighed: "It's hard, to tell you the truth, I grew up with no father or mother, and I grew up with an old magic stick in the village. I know nothing but fortune-telling to fool people, and I haven't even finished high school. You say it’s just me, which boss dares to take me?”

It turned out to be like this, Bai Su felt a little regretful, Lu Banxian's eyes were clear and his expression was agile, he looked like a smart person, if he had the opportunity to study hard, his future would definitely be limitless, thinking of this, Bai Su's heart suddenly moved, and he looked at it seriously Lu Banxian: "If you were asked to work and study part time, go to work during the day and go to night school at night, would you be able to survive?"

"What do you mean?" Lu Banxian lay on the water altar, narrowing his eyes lazily, as if he would fall asleep anytime.

Bai Su said: "I have a proposal. Well, it's just a proposal. It doesn't matter if you don't agree. My family's company recruits a group of interns every year. If you are interested, you can try it."

"Wow!" Lu Banxian's eyes lit up, he sat up suddenly, leaned in front of Bai Su, half hugged his shoulders, and said excitedly: "I can't tell, you are still a little local tyrant, local tyrant, why are we friends?" Sample?"

Being so close on a hot day, Bai Su pushed him away uncomfortably, scratching his head embarrassedly, "My brother is in charge of the company, it has nothing to do with me, to tell you the truth, I know nothing about managing a company." After a pause, seeing that Lu Banxian had been avoiding the most serious, he urged: "How about it, did you agree?"

Lu Banxian's overly bright smile faded a little, "Well, I'm really a little bit moved, after all, no one likes to be hungry, but, will this make it difficult for you, after all, my education is too low."

Bai Su patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and comforted him: "It's okay, I just introduced you, whether you need it or not depends on my brother's intentions, and do you think those college students who go to practice really know everything? I heard from my brother that we still need to teach you step by step, at worst, you should spend more time, and I will find some information for you later, and make up for it, it should be no problem."

Lu Banxian listened quietly, with a dazed expression, then turned his head to look at him, and didn't speak for a while.

Bai Su wondered, "Don't you agree?"

Lu Banxian shook his head, hugged Bai Su suddenly, and whispered softly in his ear: "Thank you." He had a very sincere attitude, but he let go quickly, still pretending to be foolish, and said with a smile: " Haha, so I am going to change my profession, alas, without me, Lu Banxian, it will be an epic disaster for the entire divination world!"

Probably because the sun was too bright, dispelling the gloom in his heart, Bai Su's heart became soft and warm, his phoenix eyes curved, and he couldn't help laughing.

Lu Banxian looked at his smile for a moment, and for some reason, suddenly supported his head with both hands, and turned Bai Su to look at him, his expression also became serious, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

Bai Su was taken aback, "What are you doing?"

Lu Banxian came back to his senses, stared at Bai Su with a complicated expression, his eyes lingered for a long time between his bluish-black brows, and murmured: "You will definitely survive."

"What?" Bai Su suspected that he had heard wrong.

"You will survive." Lu Banxian's eyes regained clarity, and his tone became firm, "You will survive well, with deep blessings and a long life."

This person's expression was too pious, as if he was teasing him, Bai Su was a little uneasy, "What's wrong with you, why are you talking about this?"

Lu Banxian didn't answer, he seemed to have suddenly made a certain decision, and his whole person looked a little different.Lu Banxian took out a lucky bag the size of a baby's fist from his inner pocket, and handed it to Bai Su, "I don't have anything valuable, so I'll give this lucky bag to you. There is a bead hidden in this lucky bag, which was opened by a master." Light ones can keep you safe and healthy.”

The lucky bag is bright red, with the word "Ping An" embroidered with silk thread on it. After hearing the origin of this thing, Bai Su of course dare not take it, "Thank you for your kindness, but you should keep such a precious thing for yourself Bar."

Lu Banxian shook his head, and directly stuffed the lucky bag into Bai Su's hand, "Haven't you heard that the scourge lasted for thousands of years? I am related to Xiaoqiang, and my life is hard. If you want this thing, it's useless, you should take it." Said Seemingly thinking of something here, he suddenly asked solemnly: "There is only one thing you must keep in mind. Since you have taken it, you must keep it close to your body. Don't take it off, do you understand?"

He was so serious about it, Bai Su couldn't help but become more cautious, nodded in agreement, and carefully put the lucky bag into his pocket.

Seeing that he put it away, Lu Banxian heaved a sigh of relief, and prayed secretly in his heart, hoping that this thing could save his life at a critical moment.

Bai Su sat for a while, and wanted to lend some money to Lu Banxian, but he was afraid of embarrassing others. In the midst of this dilemma, two elderly women came over, who seemed to want to tell a fortune.

Seeing the incoming business, Lu Banxian became even more excited. He pushed Bai Su impatiently, "Why don't you leave? It's a hot day, isn't it fun to hang out here?"

Bai Su stood up speechlessly, afraid of disturbing his work, he was about to leave.

Lu Banxian called him suddenly, and while he was preparing something for fortune-telling, he took his chin a little around, raised his voice and said, "I do fortune-telling around here every day, if you have anything to do, you can come here to see me, remember, you are the only one Come, no one can take it with you!"

Bai Su didn't know what he meant by what he said, and what the so-called "something" meant. He felt very strange in his heart, and wanted to ask another question, but seeing that Lu Banxian had already started talking directly with the aunt, he had no choice but to leave first.

Back home, Bai Su ran into Uncle Cheng who was coming out with something, needless to say, it must be almond milk tea again.

After getting along with each other for this period of time, Bai Su knew how difficult it is to deal with Uncle Cheng's stubbornness, but he could always accomplish what he wanted to do quietly. No rebellious thoughts, anyway, no matter what Uncle Cheng brought over, just drink it obediently╭(╯^╰)╮

To be honest, after drinking for such a long time, Bai Su has almost gotten used to the taste of almond milk tea. When he was about to drink another cup, he found that Uncle Cheng staggered suddenly for some reason and almost fell down.

Bai Su, who was changing shoes, was startled, "Uncle Cheng, are you okay? I told you to leave the kitchen to other people. You are so old, you should take more rest." He couldn't help speeding up as he spoke. After changing his shoes, he stepped on his slippers and walked towards Uncle Cheng to see if he was injured.

As he approached, Uncle Cheng's body shook even more, he couldn't help but backed away, and shouted: "Don't come here!"

"Uncle Cheng, you..." Bai Su looked at him in bewilderment, paused for a moment, and said worriedly: "Uncle Cheng, you look very bad, let me help you to rest."

The lowered eyelids covered the flickering surprise in his eyes, and Uncle Cheng supported the sofa to barely stand up straight, "Master, I'm a little uncomfortable, I have to go back to my room to sleep for a while, and come back to chat with the young master later in the evening."

Enduring the heart-wrenching pain in his body, and spit out these words, Uncle Cheng immediately turned and left, his movements were so fast that there was no time for Bai Su to react.

"What's going on, Uncle Cheng..." The young man standing in the living room murmured to himself, with a worried expression on his face, "I hope nothing will happen."

In the evening, the last orange-red sunset was hidden under the horizon, and when night fell quietly, Uncle Cheng finally walked out of the room.

"Uncle Cheng, are you feeling better?" Bai Su asked quickly when he saw him come out, his eyes lit up while he was having dinner.

Uncle Cheng's smile was as kind as ever: "Thank you, young master, for your concern. I'm fine."

Bai Su carefully checked his face, he was still a little pale, but seeing that Uncle Cheng was smiling and seemed to be in good spirits, he seemed to be in good spirits, so he felt relieved and greeted Uncle Cheng with a smile to sit down and eat.

Although Uncle Cheng is only a servant of the Bai family in name, he has served three generations of the Bai family. He has worked hard for decades and made great achievements. The Bai family has never regarded him as an outsider, and Bai Su has always respected him as an elder. Besides, his parents and elder brother are not at home, so it is too boring for him to eat alone, so he often invites Uncle Cheng to dine with him.

Uncle Cheng agreed with a smile, sat down but didn't eat much, instead started chatting with Bai Su, the two chatted happily, and Bai Su became more and more relaxed.

Picking up Bai Su's favorite dish with chopsticks, Uncle Cheng smiled unintentionally: "It's so hot, where did the young master go today? When I came back, I saw you holding something in your hand, but what happened again?" Something new?"

Hearing this, Bai Su was a little embarrassed. He used to like to hunt for small things when he went to the street, and he himself felt that this habit was a bit childish, so he couldn't help but explain: "Uncle Cheng, you guessed wrong, I didn't buy them, they were given by others. Give it to me."

"Oh, really?" Uncle Cheng smiled and asked curiously, "I don't know what kind of good thing makes the young master so happy?"

Facing this old man who has been taking care of him for more than ten years, Bai Su really couldn't show a little bit of wariness, so he took out the lucky bag with a smile on his face, "It's a lucky bag, and it is said that there is another one in it that has been opened." Where are the beads, Uncle Cheng, would you like to have a look?" He said as he gestured to pass the lucky bag over.

He stretched out his hand in this way, and the lucky bag was a little closer to Uncle Cheng. Under the light, his face became paler, but he forced his teeth to endure, took a breath, and shook his head calmly, "It's still not, I'm dazzled." Awesome, I can't see clearly, but since it's a gift from someone else, and the young master likes it very much, I'd better find a proper place to put it away, otherwise it will be bad if it gets lost."

Bai Su hesitated, "But the person who gave me the lucky bag asked me to wear it close to my body, and I can't take it off..."

Uncle Cheng smiled, his eyes were gentle and kind, with a hint of amusement, as if he was looking at an ignorant child, he was tolerant and doting, "Master is talking stupid again, don't you even take it off when you sleep and take a bath? "

Bai Su smiled, and also felt that it was a bit impractical to carry it on his body all the time, "It's better to put it under the pillow when you take a shower and sleep."

Uncle Cheng nodded with a smile, but there was a hint of gloom hidden in his eyes that was not easy to wipe out.

The seventh pair of eyes (twelve)

Bai Su stuck himself in the studio, worked hard for several days, exhausted all the methods he could think of, but still failed to decipher the secrets hidden in the oil painting, which made him a little annoyed. It seems to turn around.

The young man on the oil painting has a slight smile on his face, watching him tenderly.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Bai Su hugged his head like a little beast and yelled a few times, then looked back at the young man on the oil painting and said indignantly, "Don't worry about it, I will definitely find out the secret in you."

After venting, he sat on the carpet, rolling around in boredom, an idea suddenly popped up in his mind, Bai Su sat up suddenly, with a look of excitement on his face, "Why didn't I think of it before?" Well, we can ask for help off the court, I hope..."

Immediately doing what he said, Bai Su took out his mobile phone to dial, and called Xu Maosen's home.

Mrs. Xu answered the phone, and when she heard Bai Su's voice, she chattered dissatisfiedly: "... Oh, don't mention it, your teacher Xu was hospitalized... when? What happened two days ago... he was so awkward Temperament, no one is allowed to say it... why else, the old problem, stomach problem!... You want to go? Well, it's okay, when I went to see him in the morning, he complained to me that he was bored, if you can go , he will be very happy..."

Hearing Mrs. Xu's words, Bai Su felt worried and blamed himself. These days, one thing after another happened, which made people overwhelmed. He was busy looking for Yin Jue's corpse and the seventh pair of eyes on the oil painting. , but I haven't visited Professor Xu for a long time, and I didn't know that he was admitted to the hospital. What a mistake.

When Bai Su came to the hospital, Xu Maosen had just taken the medicine, and when he saw him, he frowned and complained that the medicine was too bitter, clamoring to leave the hospital earlier.

Putting down the fruit basket he was carrying, Bai Su looked at him with some helplessness: "Teacher, does the old lady know that you are so self-willed?"

"Sigh." Xu Maosen leaned on the pillow, pushed his glasses, feeling very depressed: "The hospital is so boring, your wife doesn't even bring me a book, I really can't live through this day."

"Master's wife is also for your own good." Bai Su said a few words of persuasion, arranged the lilies she brought, held them for him to see, and said with a smile, "Teacher, are you looking good?"

Xu Maosen nodded without hesitation: "It's beautiful." Thinking of something, his eyes were sad: "If you, Senior Brother Yin, would definitely not be able to resist drawing it down, he likes to be quiet, and his physical condition does not allow him to go out often. , so I often use some flower arrangements to practice. This kind of still life portrait looks easy, but in fact it has strict requirements on light and color processing. Yin Jue is careful and patient, and the things he draws are much more detailed than yours .”

Bai Su kept the matter of the loss of Yin Jue's body a secret from him all the time, but there is no impenetrable wall in the world. After all, the wind still reached Xu Maosen's ears. Cai Yi couldn't afford to be ill, and was forcefully sent to the hospital by Mrs. Xu. Therefore, even though Yin Jue's incident at the police station has not made any progress, Bai Su dared not show the slightest worry in front of Professor Xu. She stuck out her tongue and made a mischievous gesture: "Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from your eyes, alas, there is no way, every time I draw to the end, I either want to go to the bathroom, or I am so hungry that I can't stand it. Hurriedly call it a day, teacher, aren't you trying to punish me today for settling accounts?"

Xu Maosen glared at him: "You are smart because you are smart, but you are a little lazy. You can't control your childishness. How many times have I told you that art can't tolerate a little carelessness. You can only draw sketches like this. , how can it become a master?"

Bai Su obediently admitted his mistake: "Teacher qaq, please forgive me."

"Forget it, forget it, if you let your teacher's wife know that I'm talking about you again, my ears will not be clean." Xu Maosen pointed to the chair next to the bed and motioned him to sit down, his old face showed a bit of fatigue, " Staying in the hospital for the past few days, I have thought a lot when I have nothing to do. Before, I have always been strict with you guys. You must not throw away the paintbrush in your hand for a day, and you must always maintain a feeling for beauty in your heart. But now, After going through what happened to you Senior Brother Yin, I started to regret it a bit. Maybe your teacher’s mother is right, no matter how you paint, painting is not as important as life. If I could have seen your senior brother Yin’s paranoia earlier and found a way to correct it, he It's not like I'm going to die..." When he said this, his expression was sad, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

Bai Su's heart moved, he raised his head to look at Xu Maosen's expression, and asked tentatively, "Teacher, what do you mean by that? Didn't senior brother's death be caused by his frailty?"

Xu Maosen was startled and refused to answer, but he was no match for Bai Su's entanglement. He stared at a clump of roses blooming not far from the window, and said in a desolate voice, "I have warned you before, As a painter, you can’t create with blind eyes behind closed doors. You have to go out and see the beauty of nature. When I was learning painting a long time ago, my teacher asked me to do the same. At that time, I was young and energetic, and I was more courageous than now Sometime later, I started wandering around with my drawing board on my back. I have traveled to many places, including deep mountains and old forests that are not marked on the map. There are closed and backward places, people are conservative and ignorant, and even retain witchcraft and superstition. I originally wanted to There was a way to leave, but by chance, I found a very strange thing there."

It turned out that the teacher was a wandering painter when he was young. Bai Su was shocked, but also admiring. He just didn't know what the relationship between these old things and Yin Jue's death was. He couldn't hold back, and asked curiously: "What's the matter?"

Xu Maosen took a breath and tried to keep his tone calm, "In the place I went, the locals seem to like painting very much, and there is a custom that is not understood by ordinary people. The old people painted the dead and pasted them on the wall as condolences, but what surprised me was not these, but the paints they used for painting.”

"Paint?" Bai Su was puzzled.

"Yes, pigments. Since it is a deep mountain and an old forest, the traffic is naturally extremely inconvenient. The local people seldom go out to buy things, so the pigments they use for painting are homemade from several wild plants. They made the scented jasmine, Basil, Baiyao, Patchouli and several other plants' flowers and leaves are dried and ground into powder, and then mixed with the juice of a local wild fruit. The juice itself is light red. After drawing on paper and drying it, Even after a long time, it will not fade, and the local people believe that if you paint in this way, the soul of the dead will be attached to the painting." Speaking of this, Xu Maosen paused for a moment, and then continued: "The local people call this This kind of painting technique is the technique of retaining the soul."

Retention technique?For some reason, after hearing these three words, Bai Su felt terrified, and suddenly felt a very ominous premonition. He stared closely at Xu Maosen, trying to get something out of his face, "Teacher, why do you want to Tell me this?"

Xu Maosen was finally willing to look back. He looked at Bai Su with complicated eyes, and sighed deeply: "A few months ago, I accidentally told Yin Jue about this."

Brother, do you know about the spirit retention technique?Bai Su's heart was beating heavily, almost rushing out of his throat, and his palms gradually broke out in cold sweat. He didn't know why he had such a reaction, but he was subconsciously afraid of the answer that was about to be revealed, and even had a faint desire to escape. thought.

However, Xu Maosen did not end this topic as he wished. He narrated slowly on his own: "You know, Yin Jue has always had some eccentricities, and his temper is also paranoid. I was just talking casually, who knows At that time, he was very interested when he heard about it, and pestered me several times to ask for the specific formula of the pigment used in the so-called spirit retention technique..."

"Actually, Yin Jue is the person I like the most among your senior brothers. He is a complete art lunatic. If he hadn't died young, he would definitely set off a storm in the painting world in the future. It's a pity..." Xu Maosen Shaking his head and sighing, "He pestered me for a whole week just because of a weird paint formula. I really had no choice but to tell him all the information I heard in the past, and only concealed one of the ingredients. , Tell him that I don’t know, but I don’t want to, he actually figured it out by himself..."

A gust of fresh wind blows from the window, carrying a hint of cool air, rushing to the body, dispelling some of the heat. It should be a very pleasant thing, but Bai Su shivered, and asked in an unstable tone: " Teacher, what is that ingredient?"

"It's human blood." After Xu Maosen said these three words, he lowered his head deeply, and a look of self-blame and regret appeared on his face instantly.

"What?!" Bai Su was shocked when he heard the words, something flashed through his mind quickly, he wanted to grab it but couldn't keep it, the expression on his face changed several times, and he was in a state of confusion for a while , "Teacher, what do you mean by these?"

"Yin Jue..." Xu Maosen raised his head, his face was full of tears, and all the words turned into a deep exclamation: "He is confused!"

He didn't need to say anything, Bai Su understood his implication almost immediately, but he would rather he didn't know anything. For a moment, he thought of Lin Xiuyuan's mysterious words that night, he said that Yin Jue The body is very light...

Thinking of this, Bai Su's face was full of astonishment, his lips trembled, and he said in disbelief: "You mean him..."

Probably these sad and guilty emotions have been accumulated in my heart for a long time. At this time, I finally found an outlet and rushed out of them regardless. Xu Maosen nodded and said sadly: "I know that this child sometimes acts extreme. Some, but I didn't expect him to go to such a level, to actually use his own blood for experiments, why didn't he think about it, he was so weak at that time, how could he bear the torment?"

It turned out to be painted with blood...

Crazy, Yin Jue is really crazy.

Bai Su was extremely flustered, as if something bad was about to happen, he picked at his fingers, and frightenedly recalled what he was afraid of, some images flashed through his mind quickly, Bai Su Su bit his lips tightly, frowned and pondered, what exactly was the detail that he ignored?

Blood, red blood, Yin Jue mixed his head into paint, what is he using to paint?

--and many more!

Is it that...

Bai Su stood up abruptly, without bothering to explain to the surprised Xu Maosen, he hurriedly said, "Teacher, I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first, and I'll come to see you another day." Then he left as if flying away up.

There was a huge mystery in Bai Su's heart, he didn't dare to linger, he rushed all the way home, rushed straight into the studio, and lifted the white cloth covering the oil painting.

The dazzling red burned Bai Su's eyes. He opened his eyes wide in astonishment, and stretched out his hand tremblingly to touch the large expanse of flame-like Bana flowers on the drawing paper.

"So that's how it is..."

Retention, Retention, if it exists at all...

Watching Bai Su's figure disappear before his eyes with longing eyes, Uncle Cheng stood in the garden, showing an inexplicable smile, and after a while, lowered his head, and cut off a delicate rose with a click.

He deeply smelled the fragrance of roses, with an obsessed expression, and murmured: "I'll get you soon, my beloved rose."

The gloomy sky seems to rain at any time, the flower