Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

His words were not surprising to Fang Lin, after all, he had already discovered something when he just got off the car.

When he limped in front of him, Fang Lin also suspected that it was the strong evil spirit, but it was quickly denied. Because there was no such evil spirit on Beigong Yuan.

Logically speaking, as long as there is contact with evil spirits, there will be an undisguised aura on the body. This situation can only mean that there are indeed evil spirits in the villa, but they have not had actual contact with Beigong Yuan. After all, from his words, it can be known that he has just returned to the villa not long ago.

"Since Huaxia Mansion recommended me to you, they must have been here, right?"

While carefully searching for the source of the evil spirit in the house, Fang Lin said casually.

"That's right, but my friend didn't find any clues. Not only that, my father also found a magician to perform a ritual for me, but there was no effect..."

"So you are hiding from me?"

"Mr. Fang, to be honest, I, Beigong Yuan, absolutely admire and respect you. In my heart, I have always regarded you as a friend.

But, many times, I can't help myself. I think you can find out easily that I never ask the Beigong family about business and decision-making, but after all, I am still a member of the Beigong family, and many times I can't help myself."

What is coming will always come. It was expected that Fang Lin would definitely ask about this matter, so Beigong Yuan was also mentally prepared in this regard, and explained with a smile.

His words were reasonable, which was equivalent to blocking all of Fang Lin's words at once. A sentence of being unable to help could answer all questions. However, Beigong Yuan did not lie. As he said, he just followed the above meaning, and he didn't know why specifically?

Although he was indeed curious about the recent abnormal behavior of the Beigong family, Fang Lin did not continue to ask, after all, this was not the real purpose of his trip.

So after finding the source of the evil spirit, Fang Lin walked quickly to the study upstairs without saying a word.

"It's very strange to say this. I've been really unlucky recently. I've almost stepped into the gates of hell countless times.

For example, I almost had a car accident several times when I went out, and the study caught fire for no reason, etc., which really made me almost exhausted."

While following Fang Lin's footsteps, Beigong Yuan sighed and said with a bitter face.

"When did you get this painting?"

Suddenly Fang Lin stopped abruptly, staring at a white wall on the south side of the study with a serious expression.

"Do you know what's in it?"

A few simple words instantly changed Beigong Yuan's face. His pupils suddenly enlarged a lot, and he looked at Fang Lin in surprise.

"Mr. Qi's Cordyceps sinensis is lively and full of dynamic beauty. Although it is a copy, it still shows that he has a deep foundation and is completely indistinguishable from the real thing. It is also a top-notch product.

To be honest, if the author of this copy concentrates on practicing painting instead of just copying, he will definitely become a rare master in the painting world in the future."

If you want the Beigong family to stand on your side, you must let them see your true strength in all aspects, so Fang Lin commented on the wall seriously without hesitation.

"It seems that Mr. Fang knows a lot about painting?"

When Beigong Yuan heard Fang Lin's words, his face suddenly became a little ugly, and even his tone

did not have the slightest kindness as before.

"I only studied for a while before."

"Studied for a while? I have put most of my energy for more than 20 years into this.

Does Mr. Fang think that I have been doing nothing for the past 20 years?

This is not me, Beigong Yuan, bragging. After I got this painting, I asked more than ten top institutions and appraisal masters in China to do appraisals, and their answers coincided with mine."

Beigong Yuan's persistence in calligraphy and painting is unmatched by ordinary people. Although he really admires Fang Lin, it is only in terms of skills and courage.

Although he didn't say it, in Beigong Yuan's eyes at this time, Fang Lin was undoubtedly used to pretending to be cool, and he was just showing off his skills in front of an expert.

While talking, Beigong Yuan quickly twisted the vase next to him, and the wall that seemed to be very complete just now magically revealed a secret compartment the size of a door. And hanging in the secret compartment was the long painting of Cordyceps sinensis by Mr. Qi.

After carefully observing Beigong Yuan's home, there are many precious paintings and calligraphy in the study, but this painting is the only one that is hidden, which shows his love and attention to this painting.

"Look, the insects on the branches and the red dragonflies hovering above are all vivid, as if they can make people feel the call of autumn at any time.

Exquisite painting skills, freehand painting to supplement the scenery, isn't that a top-notch work?"

Closing his eyes slightly, Beigong Yuan took a long breath, raised his head slightly, as if he was in the beautiful scenery of the painting, and said with a very satisfied smile.

"Since it is a copy, there will naturally not be much difference in appearance from the original. And I have already said that this person's copying skills are also rare in the world. If you give him any original painting, and then pass through his hands, I am afraid that it will not take long for it to become a fake that is indistinguishable from the real thing."

"After saying so much, Mr. Fang has no way to prove that it is a fake, right?

Well, this is no longer important, let's get back to the topic!

I am naturally very sensitive to calligraphy and painting. I hope I will forgive me if I offended you just now."

Suddenly Bei Gongyuan had a feeling, what kind of calligraphy and painting was he discussing with this layman? Isn’t this just making yourself feel uncomfortable?

So he closed the secret compartment smoothly, and reluctantly regained some smile on his face, but shook his head helplessly.

"The problem lies in this painting. If I'm not wrong, both the painting collection and the appraisal were done by outsiders, right? And they're not from your family."

Even though he didn't say it directly, Fang Lin could still clearly see the ridicule he was feeling towards himself.

Although calligraphy and painting are Bei Gongyuan's strengths, Fang Lin didn't want to attack him because of this, so he didn't stubbornly discuss the truth and falsehood, and immediately changed the subject and said with a smile.

His face darkened again. Bei Gongyuan knew very well that although his words sounded very mysterious and almost as if he knew everything, he was indeed telling the truth. He had to admit that he did have extraordinary abilities. ability.

"It seems that Mr. Fang is definitely going to have trouble with my painting today? In that case, it's better for us not to continue talking. Otherwise, even if we don't fight, we will definitely have a red-faced quarrel. There's no need.

The tea hasn't been finished yet, Mr. Fang, please! "

But whether what Fang Lin said is true or false? The special significance of this painting to Bei Gongyuan cannot be understood by outsiders, so he immediately waved his hand and pointed directly at the living room downstairs. His words were no surprise to Fang Lin. After all, he had already discovered something when he got out of the car.

When he limped in front of him, Fang Lin also suspected that it was the strong evil aura, but he was quickly denied. Because there is no such evil spirit in Bei Gongyuan.

Logically speaking, as long as you have contact with evil spirits, there will be an aura that is difficult to conceal on your body. This situation can only show that there are indeed evil spirits in the villa, but they have not had actual contact with Bei Gongyuan. After all, it can be known from his words that he has just returned to the villa not long ago.

"Since Huaxia Mansion recommended me to you, they must have already been here, right?"

Fang Lin said casually while carefully searching for the source of the evil spirit in the house.

"That's right, but my friend didn't find any clues. Not only that, my father also found a mage to help me, but he didn't see any results..."

"So you are avoiding me?"

"Young Master Fang, to be honest, I, Bei Gongyuan, absolutely admire and respect you. In my heart, I have always regarded you as a friend.

But, many times, I can’t help myself. I think you can easily find out that I never ask about the Beigong family's business and decision-making matters, but after all, they are still members of the Beigong family, and they still can't help themselves in many cases. "

What is supposed to come will always come. I had expected that Fang Lin would definitely ask about this matter, so Bei Gongyuan had already been mentally prepared for this and explained with a smile.

His words were reasonable and reasonable. They blocked all Fang Lin's words at once, and he could answer all the questions in one sentence. However, Bei Gongyuan didn't lie. Just like what he said, he just followed the meaning above. He didn't know why?

Although he was indeed curious about the recent abnormal behavior of the Beigong family, Fang Lin did not continue to ask questions. After all, this was not the real purpose of his trip.

So after finding the source of the evil spirit, Fang Lin quickly walked towards the study upstairs without saying a word.

"It's very strange to say this. I've been really unlucky for eight lifetimes recently, and I almost went to hell countless times.

For example, I almost got into a car accident several times when I went out, a fire broke out in my study for no reason, etc. It really made me almost exhausted. "

While following Fang Lin's footsteps, Bei Gongyuan sighed and said with a bitter face.

"When did you get this painting?"

Suddenly, Fang Lin suddenly stopped and stared at the white wall in the south of the study with a serious expression.

"Do you know what's in this?"

Just a few words, but Bei Gongyuan's expression changed instantly. His pupils suddenly dilated a lot, and he looked at Fang Lindao in surprise.

"Qi Lao's Baye Cordyceps is lively and dynamically beautiful. Although it is a copy, it still shows that he has profound skills. It is completely enough to be fake and real, but it is also the best.

To be honest, if the author of the copying had devoted himself to practicing painting instead of blindly copying, over time, he would definitely become a rare master in the painting world. "

If he wants to get the Beigong family on his side, he must let them see his true strength in all aspects, so Fang Lin commented seriously on the wall without hesitation.

"It seems that Mr. Fang knows how to draw very well?"

Upon hearing Fang Lin's words, Bei Gongyuan's face suddenly became a little ugly, and even his tone

None of them were as kind as before.

"I just studied for a while before."

"Have you studied for a while? I have put most of my energy for more than twenty years on this.

Could it be that Mr. Fang thinks that I have been free of charge for more than 20 years?

This is not something I, Bei Gongyuan, am bragging about. After acquiring this painting, I asked more than ten top domestic institutions and appraisers to appraise it, and their answers coincided with mine. "

Bei Gongyuan's persistence in calligraphy and painting is unparalleled by ordinary people. Although he does admire Fang Lin very much, it is only for his skill and courage.

Although he didn't say it, in Bei Gongyuan's eyes at this time, Fang Lin was undoubtedly just pretending to be cool and just doing whatever he wanted.

While speaking, Bei Gongyuan quickly twisted the vase next to him, and the wall that seemed completely complete just now magically revealed a hidden grid the size of a room door. What hangs in the hidden compartment is Qi Lao's long painting of Cordyceps sinensis.

After carefully observing Bei Gongyuan's home, there are many valuable paintings and calligraphy in the study, but this painting is the only one hidden, which shows that he loves and values ​​this painting.

“Look, the insects on the branches and the red dragonflies hovering above are all vivid, as if people can feel the call of autumn at any time.

The exquisite painting work and the freehand complementing of the scene are not the best in this work? "

Closing his eyes slightly, Beigong Yuan took a long breath, raised his head slightly, as if he was immersed in the beautiful scenery in the painting, and said with a very satisfied smile.

"Since it's a copy, there won't be much difference in appearance from the original. And I've already said that this person's copying skills are rare in the world. Give him any authentic copy and pass it through his hands. I'm afraid it won't be used. How long will it take until it becomes a fake that can be easily mistaken for the real thing?”

"After all that, Mr. Fang has no way to prove that it is a fake?

Okay, this is no longer important, let’s get back to the topic!

I am naturally very sensitive to calligraphy and painting. If I offended you just now, I hope you will forgive me. "

Suddenly Bei Gongyuan had a feeling, what kind of calligraphy and painting was he discussing with this layman? Isn’t this just making yourself feel uncomfortable?

So he closed the secret compartment smoothly, and reluctantly regained some smile on his face, but shook his head helplessly.

"The problem lies in this painting. If I'm not wrong, both the painting collection and the appraisal were done by outsiders, right? And they're not from your family."

Even though he didn't say it directly, Fang Lin could still clearly see the ridicule he was feeling towards himself.

Although calligraphy and painting are Bei Gongyuan's strengths, Fang Lin didn't want to attack him because of this, so he didn't stubbornly discuss the truth and falsehood, and immediately changed the subject and said with a smile.

His face darkened again. Bei Gongyuan knew very well that although his words sounded very mysterious and almost as if he knew everything, he was indeed telling the truth. He had to admit that he did have extraordinary abilities. ability.

"It seems that Mr. Fang is going to have trouble with my painting today? In this case, it's better for us not to talk anymore, otherwise even if we don't fight, we will definitely have a red-faced quarrel, which is unnecessary.

The tea hasn't been finished yet, Mr. Fang, please! "

But whether what Fang Lin said is true or false? The special significance of this painting to Bei Gongyuan cannot be understood by outsiders, so he immediately waved his hand and pointed directly at the living room downstairs.