My metaphysics is popular all over the world

Chapter 19

What happened all day was too horrifying. Cen Yuanjiu's nerves were tense to the extreme. When he heard this, he immediately jumped three feet away, and quickly ran to Cheng Hang's side, staring at Lu You with a vigilant expression, and shouted: " Hey! Goblin, show yourself quickly!"

Lu Er: "???"

"...Can't you see ghosts?" Cheng Hang was speechless, "He's a human! Can't you see it?"

"……Oh."

Cen Yuanjiu withdrew his hand in embarrassment, smiled dryly at Lu You, saw Cheng Hang staring at him with disdain, and muttered unconvinced: "Who told you to say something so scary? I'm not a professional in ghost recognition, it's normal to admit mistakes okay!"

When he saw Jiaojiao just now, he didn't realize that it was an evil ghost, so he almost sent it to his door to be eaten.

Cheng Hang ignored his complaints, pointed to the easel next to Lu You and said, "We are in this painting, just like Ma Liang, the magic brush. He created this world, so only he can take us out."

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Cheng Hang: "Then you didn't ask earlier!"

Cen Yuanjiu: "..."

Lu You has a good temper, and asked after hearing the words: "Then what should I do?"

Cheng Hang then told him how to leave here. The three of them closed their eyes, and when they opened them again, they had already arrived in a strange room.

The entire south-facing wall is full of floor-to-ceiling windows, the glass is wiped clean, almost invisible, the white curtains are blown by the breeze, and there are a few fresh paintings in the corner of the room, everything is quiet and beautiful, Only the sunflower field on the easel showed a dark hole in the corner as if it had been burned by a cigarette butt.

Cheng Hang signaled Cen Yuanjiu: "Go and ask others to come in."

Cen Yuanjiu didn't dare to have any objection during the process of witnessing the ferocity of Hang Sheng's eating ghosts. He hurriedly opened the door of the studio, and a group of people from the Lu family outside saw the door open and squeezed in immediately.

Lu Yi immediately rushed to Lu Wei's side and sized him up carefully, "Xiaoer! Are you okay? Why is your face so pale?"

Lu Wei shook his head to indicate that he was fine, while Mr. Lu took his granddaughter to find Cheng Hang, looked around the house suspiciously, and asked, "Master Cheng, have those things been settled? You won't come here again, right?"

Cheng Hang thought for a while, "No."

In the world in the painting just now, Cen Yuanjiu always wanted to stick it on Cheng Hang's lap. Now that he is safe, he can't wait to run as far as possible. Seeing his harmless appearance, his heart trembled.

Cheng Hang began to bargain with Mr. Lu.

——Mainly Mr. Lu himself was raising the price.

At the beginning, Mr. Lu asked Cheng Hang to raise the reward himself: "I don't know how much Master Cheng usually charges for performing a ritual?"

Cheng Hang quoted the price familiarly: "Ghost hunting is 100 million, Feng Shui, do you read it? If you read it, it will be [-] with a [-]% discount."

The Lu family: "..."

Mr. Lu and his grandchildren looked at each other, and they could see the incredible in each other's eyes.Especially Lu Yi and Lu Keqing, who suspected that Cheng Hang was cheating money before, are a little ashamed at the moment.

Their family has found many masters, but they are all scammers with little ability, and the asking price is higher than the other. Just the bastard who made Lu Wei drink the water, it cost them a hundred for the accommodation and living expenses alone. Lai Wan, the materials and remuneration for drawing talismans have to be calculated separately.

In such a comparison, Cheng Hang's little boy face, which looked very unreliable, now looks like a fairy.

Cheng Hang thought they thought it was expensive, so he frowned, "I'm already very cheap, and I don't usually offer discounts!"

"No, no, no...you misunderstood!" Mr. Lu hurriedly explained, "It would be great if Master Cheng would help us with Fengshui, but at this price...my second child has been ill for so many years, if it weren't for you, We can't even find out the cause of his disease. The whole Lu family can't repay Master Cheng's great kindness! Just giving these things is really depressing us!"

Cheng Hang had a full meal this trip, and the freshness of the corpse was rising. He had already taken advantage of it, so he didn't intend to ask for more money, so he waved his hand and said, "It's no good to collect people's money and eliminate disasters with others." Thanks."

Mr. Lu did not, "How can that be done! Otherwise, Master Cheng will come and pick up the Chinese herbal medicines in our store at any time! We will provide them for free!"

Cheng Hang originally wanted to refuse, but he thought that his body needs to be kept fresh at any time, and evil spirits are not encountered every day, and he still needs medicinal oil to maintain freshness, so he didn't refuse.

But he also doesn't like to owe favors, "It's not necessary for free, just give me a discount."

Lu Yi looked at Cheng Hang's tender face, which was several years younger than himself, and thought that he had let others go away just now, but now it was this person who saved his brother's life. He was in a daze for a while, and heard Cheng Hang ask again: " Any of you know this guy?"

I saw him carrying a crumpled piece of paper with a picture of a woman on it, with a cut on her face.

"Mom?" Lu Yi and Lu Keqing's complexion changed, and then they saw the bulging figure, and they breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, no."

"..."

Mr. Lu's expression was a bit subtle, and he didn't answer directly, but asked, "Master...how did you know about this painting?"

Lu You said: "This is the ghost that hurt me."

He recounted his experience in the world in the painting, "... I first met Jiaojiao on the way home. She said that she was homeless and was abused by her father. I think she looks like Mom is very similar, so I secretly took her in..."

Cheng Hang said: "This is a ghost painting."

"Painting ghosts?" Lu's family's complexion changed drastically, and Elder Lu was even more frightened, "How come? Our family has always been kind to people, how could we provoke ghosts?"

In the eyes of ordinary people, ghosts demand their lives from those who killed them. I have never heard of ghosts haunting a stranger for so many years.

"The painted ghost is different from ordinary ghosts. It is not a ghost formed after death." Cheng Hang explained, "Simply put, she was created by the owner of this painting."

Ghost painting is a kind of monster that is born and grows through the human spirit. It takes the human spiritual world as its foundation and food. Not only painting, but also music, architecture, words, etc., as long as it is the art of creating things, it is possible to produce Such a monster.

Many artists in ancient and modern China and abroad died young, or had mental breakdowns in the later stages of creation, a large part of which was due to the fact that their spiritual world was swallowed up by monsters similar to painting ghosts.

Mr. Lu was almost out of breath, "But this, this painting was drawn by my son! How could he harm his own child?"

Although the Lu family is a family of traditional Chinese medicine, to the generation of Mr. Lu's son Lu Xinjun, they devote all their attention to painting, and married a wife who also learned painting.

Originally, it was nothing. Mr. Lu was not such a rigid parent, and he supported the careers of the two children quite a bit, and lived a peaceful life.

The bad thing is that Lu Xinjun's wife fell ill a few years ago, and her cousin came back from abroad to visit. They look very similar, but the cousin's body is much better than the daughter-in-law's. A love, and drew this picture for her.

Thinking about it carefully, it was not long after the painting was completed that the daughter-in-law passed away without surviving the serious illness. Lu Xinjun's mental condition was deteriorating, so he lost his mind while driving and died in a car accident.

After the son's death, the old woman couldn't bear the blow, and soon left, and Lu Er's health became worse.

At the beginning, he thought that the death of his relatives was a big blow, so tragedies happened one after another, but he didn't expect that it was because of this painting!

Of course, these words cannot be said in front of the children. Mr. Lu was ashamed and sighed again and again.

Cheng Hang said: "Lu You's spiritual world has been swallowed up by ghosts a lot. I never killed him. I used him as a leek and harvested it when the time came. But the self-healing ability of the human spirit is much worse than that of the body. If things go on like this, death is inevitable in the end. Then she will shift her target and look for a host whose blood is similar to the one who created her."

After hearing these words, Mr. Lu regretted so much that he could only sigh: "What a crime! I should have burned that painting if I knew it!"

At that time, he thought it was his son's relic, so he kept the painting. Who knew that this monster would turn into a human and go to harm his grandson!

Is this to make their Lu family cut off their children and grandchildren? !

Looking at this portrait, the Lu family felt chills in their hearts. Lu Wei escaped from death, but he cared more about another matter: "Then can I still paint in the future?"

If painting can create such a monster, wouldn't he be unable to hold a paintbrush in the future?

"Drawing, why not draw?" Cheng Hang said, "There is no distinction between good and bad in drawing ghosts. Your father will create such evil ghosts that kill people. In the final analysis, when he drew this painting, he was not in the right mind. You see Which artist in ancient and modern China and abroad was painted by one person, and the whole family died?"

The Lu family: "..."

Cen Yuanjiu: "..."

This makes sense, but why does it sound so strange?

Cheng Hang took the money and helped them change the feng shui at home. The Lu family thanked him and sent him out. Even his advisor, Cen Yuanjiu, received extra courtesy. A pair of hooves.

Cen Yuanjiu: "..."

He's just prone to hell, not a zombie!

Cheng Hang got a lot of good materials. Before he left, he took a few business cards drawn on yellow talisman paper and handed them to the Lu family. Otherwise, the phone will not be answered."

The Lu family: "..."

This attitude of accepting business is really unique.

As expected of Master Cheng!

The entire Lu family looked at Cheng Hang in reverence.

After leaving Lu's house, the sky had gradually darkened. Cen Yuanjiu didn't dare to stay outside, so he separated from Cheng Hang. On the way home, he couldn't help but share today's adventure with his friend Fa Xiao.

[Cen Yuanjiu: I met an expert today, he is amazing!Shall I introduce you? 】

In Yunxing Entertainment, the meeting room of the artist business department, Jing Jue picked up the phone and glanced at it, and quickly put it back. The only source of light in the meeting room was the projection at the other end of the room, which was playing information about artists like Cheng Hang.

The light and shadow switched, and Jing Jue stared at the familiar youthful face in front of him, his eyes lost for a moment.