dragon hunter

Chapter 376

"Dad, why did that ancient painting fall into Fang Youcai's house?" Fang Xiaomei asked curiously.

The old Fangtou probably looked into our eyes with doubts, and explained with a smile: "The two families in this town have the surname Fang. For the convenience of distinguishing, we usually call each other by their first names."

I smiled to express my understanding, but the question Fang Xiaomei asked just now is also what I want to ask.

"Fang Youcai's family ancestor was a long-term worker of the Ruan family. At that time, the Ruan family experienced great changes. Fang Youcai's great-grandfather secretly took that ancient painting away in the midst of the chaos." The old man glanced at his little daughter. , explained in a deep voice.

"Ah? How could they do this? It's too bad." Fang Xiaomei said angrily.

"The ancient painting at that time must have been stared at by many people. How did Fang Youcai's great-grandfather get the ancient painting?" I asked a little puzzled.

Because of a painting, the Ruan family was almost ruined. It is conceivable how many pairs of eyes are secretly staring at that miraculous painting.

"Because he found someone to copy the exact same painting, and transferred the real ancient painting." Old Fangtou explained the mystery.

I froze for a moment, I didn't expect a long-term laborer to have such a mind.

"It seems that Fang Youcai's great-grandfather has been plotting against his master's ancient paintings for a long time. He is really very thoughtful." I sighed.

It is conceivable that the painting of the Ruan family must be hidden as a treasure on weekdays. Grandpa Fang Youcai was able to seize the opportunity to find someone to copy the exact same ancient painting. The effort involved is definitely beyond the imagination of outsiders .

"Speaking of which, the old painting in our house is a fake made by Grandpa Fang Youcai to change the package." After the old Fangtou finished speaking, he smoked a pipe.

"It turns out that the painting in our house is fake. Unfortunately, I thought it was some valuable antique." Sister Fang's tone was indescribably disappointed.

"Grandpa, I have an unfeeling request, can you let me see the painting in your house?" I said a little embarrassed.

It's not that I have any thoughts about the ancient painting in the story, but I just want to see if that painting has anything to do with our Zhang family.

"No problem, old man, my life was saved by my little brother. Just a painting, I can give it to you." The old square man waved his hand boldly, stood up and walked to the back bedroom.

Sister Fang had been thinking about the painting at home, but now she found out that it was fake, she was downcast like a frosted eggplant.

Soon, the old square head came back, holding a long cardboard box in his hand.

Old Fangtou put the paper box on the table, opened the lid, and took out a scroll of paintings from inside.

I stood up, walked to the table, stared at the flower roll in the old Fangtou's hand, with anticipation in my eyes.

"Quick, open it and have a look." Fatty Wang walked over excitedly.

Although everyone knows that this painting is a fake, a counterfeit that has been transferred.

However, everyone is very curious about the legendary ancient painting that can change the fate of a family.

I took the scroll from the old square head, put it on the table, and gently pulled it down.

An ink and wash landscape painting is slowly unfolding before our eyes. At the foot of the green hills is an old man riding a bull.

In the lower right corner of the ink painting, there are a few words written in cursive: Taoist ancestor riding a bull and ascending.

"The picture of Taoist ancestor riding a bull and ascending?" I frowned and said to myself, the painting is indeed a good painting, but whether it is related to my Zhang family, I really can't tell for a while.

"It's nothing special, just such a painting, can change the fortune of a family?" Fatty Wang looked horizontally and vertically, and after a long while, he didn't see any tricks.

"Maybe it's because this painting is a fake, so there's nothing magical about it." The old Fangtou said coyly.

I stared at the ink painting on the table, feeling unwilling, stretched out my hand and bit my finger, tapped my eyes twice to open my eyes.

The brothers and sisters of the Fang family looked at my actions with some curiosity, but they didn't ask more questions.

I blinked and looked at the ink painting on the table again, but after staring at it for a long time, I found that it was an ordinary landscape painting without any magic.

I sighed in my heart, it seems that the old square head is not lying, this is indeed a fake.

From the content of the painting alone, I really can't tell whether this painting is from the hands of the ancestors. It seems that only by finding the real thing can I see how famous it is.

Satisfied with my curiosity, I asked old Fangtou to put away the painting, and seeing that it was getting late, I planned to leave.

The old Fangtou enthusiastically asked everyone to stay with him, but we had already booked a room at the hotel, so we politely refused.

When I walked outside the door, the old Fangtou enthusiastically took my hand and repeatedly told us to come to his house for dinner at noon tomorrow, saying that we would have a good table and thank me for saving my life.

I couldn't refuse, so I had no choice but to agree, and I also had a little selfishness, wanting to ask the old Fangtou about the information about the family in his town.

On the way back to the hotel, when I passed a corner of an alley, I saw a familiar figure, which disappeared in a flash.

"It's Qian Chuanzi, that bastard. Fatty finally caught him." Fatty Wang roared, and rushed forward like an angry wild boar.

"Follow me quickly, and watch out for the fat man's accident." Zhen Qingyi pushed me behind him.

I stretched out my hand to grab Zhen Qingyi and ran away. The alleys around here lead in all directions. If I hesitated for a while, I might lose Fatty Wang.

Fatty Wang was in front, panting and running, still yelling, greeting the eighteen generations of Qian Chuanzi's ancestors.

Zhen Qingyi and I followed closely behind, and after a short delay, Qian Chuanzi had disappeared.

We can only run wildly in the alleys based on rough impressions, trying to catch up to that sinister and cunning guy.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but every time we completely lost our track, Qian Chuanzi would show his whereabouts on purpose, but before we could catch up, this guy "chucked" and disappeared immediately.

"Have you noticed? He seems to be taking us somewhere on purpose." Zhen Qingyi said out of breath.

"Well, be careful for a while, and don't fall into that guy's way." I replied panting.

The farther and farther we ran, the surrounding area was already desolate. Fatty Wang may have noticed something was wrong, so he shrank his neck and hid behind us.

I stopped in my tracks and looked around vigilantly. Now I am basically sure that Qian Chuanzi brought us here on purpose, but what is his purpose?
"Meow!" A black figure ran across the grass, almost startling us, but after a closer look, we realized it was a wild cat.

"Fatty feels something is wrong, let's go back?" Fatty Wang probed his head and looked around.

"Why panic, since he brought us here, he always has his own purpose, let's have a look first before talking." I said in a deep voice.

There was a rustling sound from the grass beside us, something was moving towards us.

I stared at the swaying grass, reached out and took out the Gouyu sword, my muscles tensed slightly, ready to respond at any time.

Perhaps it was aware of us, the figure in the grass suddenly stopped two or three meters away from us.

Because it was covered by vegetation, I didn't know what it was hiding on the opposite side, so I could only probe aloud: "Who is it? Come out, I've seen you."

It was quiet in the grass, and there was no response, that guy didn't take the bait.

I gestured to Fatty Wang, signaling him to take care of Zhen Qingyi, and I went over to the grass to have a look.

Fatty Wang, as long as he is not in danger, he still has a bit of loyalty, so I don't need to say more, he nodded, his fleshy body stood in front of Zhen Qingyi.

Holding the Gouyu sword tightly, I leaned towards the grass step by step, my nerves like a tight bowstring.

"Be careful!" Zhen Qingyi reminded with some anxiety.

I raised my arm, made a gesture of reassurance, slowly landed on the edge of the grass, and tentatively threw a burning talisman into it.

The crescent moon hangs high, and the surroundings are dark, and the talisman paper with fire, flies to the depths of the grass, illuminating everything around.

Before the talisman paper approached, there was a change in the grass, and a figure rushed towards me as quickly as lightning.

I had been prepared for a long time, raised my arm, and stabbed at the figure with the Gouyu sword.

The surrounding light is not very good, I can't see the face of the figure opposite, but this guy is very slick, he twisted his body and avoided the stabbing of the Gouyu sword.

I was worried that after fighting with the opponent for a long time, the suppressed high fever would reappear, so I gritted my teeth and slanted my shoulders to bump into the opponent.

When I got closer, I saw the figure clearly, wearing a strange black robe and a hood on the head, hiding the face in the shadows.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" I sneered, and Gou Yujian swung upwards obliquely, intending to lift the opponent's hood.

The guy was carrying a large package on his back. Although he moved quickly, it was a little inconvenient after all. He was a little slow to dodge, and the dirty hood was picked up by the tip of the Gouyu sword.

"Ah!" I was shocked when I saw the guy's appearance clearly, because the guy wasn't human at all!

Through the quiet moonlight, I saw the furry face of the other party, with slender cheeks and a pointed mouth, like a fox.

A pair of eyes, flashing green light in the dark night, like will-o'-the-wisps.

That monster, like a mouse, squeaked twice, turned around and ran away.

I was stunned for a moment, I didn't expect the other party to be so timid, so I subconsciously chased after him.

The other party was carrying a big package, jumping up and down, running so fast that I couldn't keep up with the other party's speed at all.

Seeing that I was about to lose him, my eyes flashed with unwillingness, and I threw the hook jade sword hard at the guy's back.

The emerald green sword light pierced the package behind the guy, and the cloth grinned open with a "stab" sound, and the broken copper and iron fell to the ground.

Gou Yujian still had momentum, and stabbed towards the opponent's back, and a hole was torn in that weird black robe.

The expected scream did not resound, and the other party continued to run for a few steps as if nothing had happened. The black robe suddenly tore apart, and several black figures hidden inside went their separate ways.

I was dumbfounded, looking at the empty black robe, and a few weasel-like animals running around at high speed, suddenly woke up, and blurted out two words: "Weasel!"

(End of this chapter)