The road of the main god of cannon fodder female supporting role

Chapter 650: Demon Hunter 15
Although Chen Mengling felt a little unbelievable, the arrow leading the way was right. Chen Yuanyi's soul was in this dilapidated old house of the Chen family.

The lock of the courtyard door was rusted and fragile, Wu Shuang deeply pulled the lock and it broke, and the gate opened wide.

A group of people went directly into the yard. The old house looked like it had been in disrepair for a long time. The weeds in the yard grew as tall as a person. The house was dilapidated and the tiles on the roof were rotten.

Chen Mengling said to Wushuang: "I haven't lived in this old house for more than ten years, and I haven't lived in it, because I lived in the new house after I was born. I also know that this is my old house. Come and see Just once."

Chen Mengling frowned, she didn't know why her father's soul came back to this place.

Walking through the overgrown grassy courtyard, and pushing open the door of the main house, the dust inside instantly flew up, causing everyone to cough out loudly.

Wushuang raised his hand and fanned the flying dust in front of his nose, covered his nose with a silk handkerchief, and looked at the layout of the room.

It can be seen that this old house is really abandoned. There is nothing in the house except some old tables, chairs and benches.

Moreover, the arrow pointing the way also disappeared here, indicating that the pointing talisman could not find the exact location of Chen Yuanyi's soul, and could only point out that it was in this old house.

Enduring the choking dust, Wushuang took a look around the several rooms in the old house, there were not many, only three upper rooms, and two wing rooms for firewood and sundries.

Chen Mengling and the housekeeper searched together, but the two of them didn't understand anything, so it was useless to search, and they had to rely on Wushuang.

Wushuang really didn't find anything wrong. She remembered that the ghost aura she felt before was very weak. If the ghost was hidden in some place that could block the ghost aura, it would be normal for her not to be able to find it.

Wushuang rummaged through his talisman bag again, and finally found another one out of hundreds of talismans. This talisman has no other ability, but is very good at finding ghost aura, a little bit of ghost aura that the celestial master can't feel , this talisman can be found.

Sure enough, the talisman paper was ignited, and immediately pointed to Wushuang where the ghost aura was. It was a painting hanging on the wall. Only then was it thrown in the old house and not taken away.

Wushuang tested the painting with spiritual power, but there was no response, as if it was an ordinary painting.

But it is impossible for ordinary paintings to appear ghostly, so there must be something weird about this painting. Since you can't find it out, then clean up the painting and be grateful to see what the painting is. Maybe there may be some clues.

Wushuang took down the painting and said to Chen Mengling: "There are some problems with this painting. We need to find someone who can repair the painting and clean it up. At least we can see what is painted."

Chen Mengling was in a hurry to save her father, Wushuang said immediately, "That's easy to say, I'll send someone to invite the best painting repairer in the county right away."

Chen Mengling was really very summoned, and couldn't wait to go back, so she asked the butler to find Mr. Xiuhua quickly. When Wushuang and Chen Mengling arrived at Chen's house, within a quarter of an hour, Mr. Xiuhua was hurriedly invited by the butler.

Mr. Hua Xiu stood in front of Chen Mengling and Wushuang with a dazed expression. He was admiring ancient paintings at home when a group of people broke in like bandits, picked him up and ran away. He thought he had accidentally offended someone and was going to be arrested Lesson learned.

Chen Mengling took a step forward, bowed to the painting repairer and said: "The servants in the family are rude and offended the husband. The little girl invited the husband to help me repair a painting."

Mr. Hua Xiu realized that he was not kidnapped, but asked to repair the painting. Mr. Hua Xiu raised his beard, pointed to the housekeeper and his party who brought him over, and said angrily: "Is this an invitation? Kidnapping, okay, you guys want to ask this old man to fix the painting, it's impossible."

Chen Mengling simply waved her hand, and asked her servants to take out the silver that had been prepared in advance, five trays, each with 100 taels of silver.

"This is 500 taels of silver. As the cost of repairing your painting, sir, most of it is the little girl's apology to you. Please calm down and help me. This painting is related to my father's name. It is very important. Please help me."

Mr. Painting Repair had made up his mind not to repair paintings at first, and he would never accept this kind of robbery request, but Chen Mengling gave too much, so he glanced at the extremely impactful white flowers in front of him. Yinzi, Mr. Xiuhua finally compromised.

With his hands behind his back, he coughed lightly and said, "Okay, for the sake of your sincere apology, bring the painting."

After seeing the painting, Mr. Painting Repair's eyes were straightened, and he clicked his tongue: "I have never seen such a dirty painting, and it has to be repaired.

Moreover, this painting depends on the quality of the paper and the way it is mounted, and the material used for the scroll shows that it is not a valuable and famous painting. Is it worth spending 500 taels of silver to repair it?This painting is not worth five taels of silver. "

Chen Mengling said anxiously: "This painting is related to my father's life and death, please help me! If you feel that the money is not enough, I can add more."

Mr. Painting Repair was surprised by Chen Mengling's anxiety. He was not a person who set the price on the ground, so he said directly: "There is no need to add money. Since you insist on restoring this painting, let's restore it, but I have to go back. Go get the tools for my painting."

Speaking of this, Mr. Painting Repair couldn't help complaining: "When you repair a painting, you can repair the painting. If you explain it directly, I won't not follow you. You must run me like a bandit.

I don't have anything in my hand, so what's the use of just tying me here, why don't you go back with me, the time to go out this time and again is much more than the time to wait for me. "

"I'm sorry, miss. I was not good enough to handle the matter and delayed the time." The housekeeper lowered his head a little ashamedly.

Although Chen Mengling was worried about her father, she didn't want to vent her anger. She comforted the butler and said, "I was the one who asked you to hire someone quickly. It's not your fault for this matter, but it's my lack of thoughtfulness."

Soothe the butler, and send someone to go home with the painting repairer to pick up the tools. When the painting repairer comes back, he anxiously waits for the painting to be repaired.

This process was very slow. Mr. Hua Xiu had been busy until late at night, but he just made the painting a little clearer, and he could vaguely see that there were two people painted on it.

But the painting is male or female, and the appearance is still unclear. It needs to be repaired. The light is not good at night. No matter how anxious Chen Mengling is, she can only let the painting repairer rest first.

Chen Mengling had someone prepare a very rich dinner, but what she ate was still delicious. Wushuang and Mr. Xiuhua had a good appetite and ate a lot.

In the early morning of the next day, the painting repairer continued to repair the painting. It was not until the afternoon that the painting was repaired. After the restoration, the painting could finally be seen clearly.

There are indeed two people in the painting, one big and one small, both of them are male, and the clothes they are wearing are not silk or satin, but coarse linen with patches.

There is also a small courtyard in the painting, three main rooms, two side rooms, and a few chickens running in the yard, which looks like a very ordinary small courtyard, with two people standing in the courtyard.

But the problem is that the two people standing in the yard have their backs facing the outside, and they can't see what they look like at all, as if the people in the painting are deliberately turning their backs to others so that they don't want people to see their looks clearly.

Wushuang, Chen Mengling, and the butler stared at the painting for a long time. Wushuang made an appointment to see it, and the courtyard in the painting seemed more familiar.

She looked at Chen Mengling and the housekeeper, and asked, "Do you feel that the courtyard in this painting is the same as the old house we went to yesterday, if the courtyard is full of weeds and the house is a little dilapidated, it is an old house. "

The two of them took a closer look, and the butler had a better memory. After comparing it with the old house in his memory, he was immediately surprised: "Isn't it just the old house!"

At this time, Chen Mengling, who had been staring at the man in the painting, was also born. She pointed to the tall man in the painting and said, "Housekeeper, look at the man in the painting, do you want to see my dad's back?"

The housekeeper lowered his head to look carefully, and said after a long while: "Like, it's so similar! No wonder the two people in this painting felt inexplicably familiar to me before. Isn't this the master's back."

Chen Mengling immediately said: "Sure enough, it's my father. This painting shows my father's back, but when did my father draw this painting, and why is his back facing the person in the painting?"

Just when Chen Mengling couldn't figure it out, Wushuang, who had been leaning on the table with her hands and observing carefully, suddenly said to Chen Mengling: "Chen Mengling, you are calling Dad a few more times."

Chen Mengling didn't know why, but she still followed Wushuang's instructions and yelled at the painting a few times, while Wushuang stared at the two people in the painting.

Said to Chen Mengling: "Shout more anxiously, no, more sadly, add a little crying, talk about your father falling asleep, how anxious and afraid you are, if you cry out, you will drop tears on your father in the painting... "

Under Wushuang's guidance, Chen Mengling yelled anxiously at first, then the more she yelled, the more wronged she became, and finally she was guided by Wushuang to cry and call her daddy.

When Chen Mengling was crying, she saw the man in the painting trembling with tears in his eyes, his head was turning his head stiffly like a puppet, and the back of his head turned into a side profile.

Chen Mengling was frightened by the person in the painting turning her head. Her originally sad and aggrieved emotions suddenly froze, leaving only horror, and she was so frightened that she shrank back her tears.

As soon as Chen Mengling's crying stopped, the head of the man who turned his head in the painting quickly turned back again, and the back of his head was facing the outside again.

Chen Mengling's legs were so frightened that she fell down on the chair behind her and looked at Wushuang with a trembling voice: "Heaven, Heavenly Master, that, that, that..."

Chen Mengling wanted to say that the person in the painting turned her head back, but because she was too scared, she couldn't say anything later, she could only keep going on and on, and even forgot that the person in the painting might be her father, Chen Yuan. one.

Not only was Chen Mengling frightened, but the housekeeper next to her was also frightened. She had already sat on the ground with limp legs, not as good as Chen Mengling.

Wu Shuang sighed, and said to Chen Mengling: "What are you afraid of, that is your father, your father's soul is imprisoned in this painting, so it is impossible to find it.

I have observed before that every time you call him daddy, he responds, but the boy in the painting keeps holding his hand, and whenever he responds, the boy in the painting tightens his hand.

Your father is controlled by this boy, so he can’t come out with this painting, but every time you call him, he will have a little reaction. Just now your crying made your father react very much. He is very worried about you, so he wants to work hard Break free from the boy's grip and look back at you. "

Was it really her father? Chen Mengling immediately threw herself on the painting and wanted to continue crying, but Wushuang pointed at the human being in the painting and said, "It's useless, look."

Chen Mengling looked intently, and saw two people in the painting, one big and one small, holding hands, walked into the main room, locked the door, and no one was seen anymore.

Chen Mengling was in a hurry, she lined up the drawing papers and called her father, Wushuang said helplessly: "Stop calling, your father was in the yard before, he was only restrained once, you can still hear him.

But now that your father has entered the house, it is like a person who cannot hear the sound outside the yard when he enters the house. If you call him father now, the impact will be minimal. "

Chen Mengling cried and looked at Wushuang, choked up and said: "Then what should I do? Is my father going to be trapped in this painting forever? Heavenly Master, I beg you to find a way to save my father."

Wushuang rubbed his forehead with a headache and said, "Don't cry, be quiet and let me think about it."

Wushuang is also really worried, the ghosts in this painting are very ghostly, and it is very easy to eliminate them, just a matter of a thunder talisman.

The key is to be cautious. There is not only a ghost in the painting, but the ghost is also entangled with Chen Yuanyi. If you kill the ghost, you will kill Chen Yuanyi together.

As for other talismans, Wushuang didn't think there was anything available after much deliberation. Wushuang looked at the painting carefully. Why did the boy in this painting insist on pestering Chen Yuanyi?
Wushuang said to Chen Mengling and the housekeeper: "It is impossible to expect your father to break free now, we can only try to convince the boys here.

You two think about it, did Chen Yuanyi treat any boy particularly well, and this boy died at a young age? "

The housekeeper and Chen Mengling immediately began to think back, but the housekeeper couldn't think of anything after thinking about it for a long time: "If you want to say that the master likes children, there are.

But if there are any children that the master likes who died young, there really isn’t one, if I ask someone to check it out, maybe there are children who we don’t know about, have a good relationship with the master, but died recently, "

Chen Mengling immediately said: "Go and check!"

The housekeeper agreed, and went out to find someone to investigate, while Chen Mengling continued to think hard, the more anxious, the more blank her mind was, and she couldn't remember any memories.

Seeing Chen Mengling's anxious look, Wushuang comforted her, "Don't be too anxious. Although your father is trapped in the painting, there will be no danger in a short time."

Chen Mengling heard the words Wu Shuang mentioned, yes, painting, she looked at the scenery in the painting, it was the old house without dilapidation, and the clothes her father wore before.

With a flash of inspiration, Chen Mengling suddenly said to Wushuang in surprise, "Tianshi, I know who the boy in that painting is!"

(End of this chapter)