I have a secret in my left eye

Chapter 37 Does She Really Exist?

Mrs. Wang was a little scared, and immediately asked her servants to take it away, but it was just as she had always been worried about.

Without exception, every time, even if the servants took it far away, the painting returned home without error.

Is this still a painting?Are you sure there isn't a human soul living in it?

The severity of this incident was beyond Mrs. Wang's imagination.In desperation, she didn't know what to do?
Until one day she found a book, which contained some philosophical words.Although it is somewhat obscure, Mrs. Wang still found a way to solve it.

The book says that everything has the attribute of mutual generation and mutual restraint.Metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, mutually generate and restrain each other.

So, as a painting, what is it most afraid of?

Mrs. Wang didn't need to think too much, she already had the answer in her heart.

She sent a servant to fetch the painting, ordered him to unfold it himself, and burn it with a candle.

This time, maybe she will succeed.

Otherwise, what would happen to this painting, she thought, she probably couldn't have predicted it.I'm afraid I can't even imagine the consequences of that.Success or failure, in one fell swoop.

At the moment when she held her breath and waited quietly for the result.

An unexpected person shows up and stops it all.

Mrs. Wang never expected that her husband would come out to stop her.

After all, judging from his past physical condition.Being able to get out of bed is considered difficult.

However, I was not mistaken.It was indeed her husband who jumped forward a few steps and stopped all of this.

Why, did he do this?Mrs. Wang didn't understand. At this time, she seemed to have forgotten that it was indeed his husband's favorite work in the past.

Of course, Mr. Wang cannot allow his wife to damage his favorite painting.

Madam is also very difficult.If there is no problem with this painting, who would want to deal with it?

If you continue to keep it, it may be a scourge.It might tear their family apart.

Under the entanglement and concession, Mr. Wang chose to compromise.Of course, he also offered his own opinion.

After all, if he wanted to destroy this treasure, he would definitely not agree to it.

After three chapters of the contract, Mr. Wang was in charge of handling the painting, and Mrs. Wang could not continue to ask about the painting.

It was only later that Mrs. Wang found out that her husband had vacated a room for this painting.

His behavior can be regarded as a little crazy.After all, the whole room was vacated just for a painting?This does sound a bit unbelievable.

But so what?After all, this was her husband's intention. Even if she had resentment, she could only grit her teeth and agree.

Fortunately, after the painting was placed in that room, it was considered to be calm, and after that, nothing strange happened at home.

As for her husband, his body is still the same as before, and the situation has not improved a little.

However, Mr. Wang at least listened to her words.Since then, my heart has been more or less pimple.Occasionally when I was sober, I didn't clamor to see that painting anymore.

The days went on like this.

"So, Mrs. Wang. Why do you need me to help you when you come to me this time?" Xu Deng looked at the madam who was still in shock after explaining the ins and outs.

Her face is well maintained and is relatively shiny.It's just because of the problem with the previous painting that it looks a little haggard.

After hearing her question, Mrs. Wang sighed, and said: "Since you are here, girl, I will tell the truth. I actually suspect that the change in my husband is brought about by that painting. Otherwise, it's all right." Yes, how did it become like this?"

When she said this, her voice was lowered a lot, as if she was worried that something would hear what she said.

Of course Xu Deng understood that because of this painting, so many things happened at home.It is normal for Mrs. Wang to be nervous.

Immediately comforted: "Don't worry, Mrs. Wang, I will definitely help you take a closer look today. Thinking about it, it shouldn't be a problem."

There should really be something wrong with that painting.But what exactly is it?Why does it come back again and again, is it deliberately against the people in this house, or is there another hidden secret?

Maybe there's something in the house it cares about.It was as if it was restricted by something, making it trapped here and unable to get out.

"Mrs. Wang, can you tell me what that painting looks like?"

Xu Deng thought, maybe there is something special about the woman in the painting?
Mrs. Wang thought about it, and said, "I've only seen it twice, I really don't remember clearly."

"However, that painting is of an ancient woman, with an expression and appearance, it looks like she really has a soul, very realistic."

Um?Xu Deng also wanted to see what that woman looked like, so that when Mrs. Wang mentioned her now, she still had lingering fears.

"Mrs. Wang, why don't you take me to have a look? After hearing so much from you, I really want to see it and see what kind of painting can make Mr. Wang like it so much?"

When Mrs. Wang heard what she said, she understood it first, and then there was a look of hesitation on her face.

Do you really want to let this girl see it?What if something happens at that time?

However, thinking of what she had done before, she felt that there should be no danger.

Otherwise, based on my previous actions, it would be good if the painting didn't kill me half to death. How could it make her stand here now?
Furthermore, she has been brooding over the painting in her heart.My heart seems to be entangled with thousands of knots, which have not been untied.

If this time, with the help of the comrade sent by the Supernatural Bureau, to help herself see if there is really something wrong with the painting, it would also make her feel at ease.

Immediately, Mrs. Wang asked someone to get the key, and brought Xu Deng to the room.

As soon as the door was opened, Xu Deng was startled before he could see the whole picture inside.

It was pitch black inside, but nothing could be seen.It's just the constant darkness in front of you, giving people a sense of oppression.

"I'm sorry, this room looks like this." Mrs. Wang smiled embarrassedly at her, and the servants didn't need her to remind them, and consciously reached out to the door and turned on the light.

Suddenly, the room became much brighter.

Xu Deng didn't hesitate and walked in.

The layout of the room was the same as what Mrs. Wang had said, the surroundings were empty except for a painting on this wall.

Rao used to have experienced countless Xu Deng, and when he saw the painting in front of him, he was also amazed.

I saw that the painting was composed of several fresh and elegant colors, and most of the painting was composed of three colors of white, blue, and green, forming a beautiful scene of the lotus pond.

In the painting, all the lotus flowers of three colors are in full bloom, like a delicate girl, already showing her most beautiful posture.

Not to mention the woman who is in the middle of the painting and looks even more eye-catching.

Obviously, she just lowered her head shyly, and put her hands in a natural posture at random, which made people deeply feel the temperament of her being hesitant to speak.

Fragmented hair was casually sprinkled on the forehead, and an orchid finger was elegantly drawn in the hand, and the head was bowed, giving people an indescribable coquettish attitude.

The fluttering skirt, although simple and plain, gives people a great visual impact, making people unable to help observing and tracing her demeanor over and over again.

No wonder Mr. Wang likes this painting so much, even she can't forget it when she sees it, and wants to take her back to her home for collection.

Xu Deng looked at the painting and was fascinated by it.It wasn't until Mrs. Wang called her that she suddenly woke up.

"Girl, I'm going back first. If you are still interested, you can take a look here. If you have anything, just call me."

After Mrs. Wang finished speaking, she saw Xu Deng nodded and left.

To be honest, she didn't want to stay here any longer, perhaps because there was too much confusion about this painting in her heart, and she didn't solve it.

After the person left, Xu Deng relaxed a lot.Only then did she continue to appreciate the painting seriously.It is rare to see things that others regard as treasures, to open your own eyes, and to accept the influence of art is naturally good.

What's more, this painting is really brilliant.Although it is just a simple composition, it vividly depicts an extremely beautiful and dreamy picture to those who appreciate it.

The blue color on the lotus leaf seems to be like a flowing river, bringing myself into a very beautiful fairyland.

Here, the white, slightly pink lotus blooms enthusiastically, as cool as moonlight, but also like a dream, giving people a sense of unreality.

Where has she been? Could it be that she really entered the fairyland by mistake?

Xu Deng could only hear the sound of gurgling water flowing around him, which was crisp and pleasant, and gave people great relaxation.

At the same time, I feel like I am in a small boat, and I wantonly shuttle among the lotus leaves, only to smell the cool fragrance coming from the surrounding area.

It's so fragrant, is this the fragrance of lotus?Wait, where are you?
Xu Deng suddenly stood up from the boat, the sky was vast, and just when it was getting dark, the fragrance of plants and trees came from around him and penetrated into his nose, bringing people a real breath.

Is it possible that I have really entered the world in this painting?
It's unbelievable to say it, but judging from the current situation, it seems to be the case. Otherwise, how can I explain my current situation?

If I really came in, then it must be the ghost of that painting, what does it mean, and the biggest mastermind behind the scenes, could it be the woman in this painting?

where is she nowThe most urgent thing is to find her.

Xu Deng thought, in this way, he could figure out the secret of this painting.

Jingling bells—the crisp silver bells sounded from among the lotus leaves.

Xu Deng suddenly became nervous. She remembered that she had seen that the woman in the painting was indeed wearing such an ornament, so did she really exist?

(End of this chapter)