Live Fortune Telling: Water Friends, You Have a Little Green on your Head

His old Cheng family was really favored by the heavens to meet such an existence as Master Qin!

Cheng Xiangguo thanked him again.

Just left with the kids.

After the two left, Qin Yue took out the rice paper that the other party had brought, and suddenly became interested.

He spread out the rice paper, and a picture emerged in his mind.

Tiger!

White Tiger.

In the inheritance, countless formations, talismans, and the figure of the white tiger are almost engraved in Qin Yue's mind.

Let Qin Yue understand.

The next moment, Qin Yue's nib took up the ink and quickly drew.

Between the clouds and flowing water, a white tiger with hanging eyes appeared on the paper.

Behind the tiger, there are clouds and mists, and the mountain peaks are layered, but it seems to be on the horizon.

A full three hours.

Qin Yue just finished this picture of the white tiger going down the mountain.

In an instant, the light of black and white was reflected and painted.

"Roar!"

With the last stroke, Qin Yue seemed to hear a growl in his ear.

This fierce tiger is full of spirituality.

Combined with the talisman and the power of the formation, the white tiger drawn by Qin Yue is not an ordinary painting.

After that, Qin Yue went straight out the door.

Before walking fifty meters, he found a target and entered inside.

Bookstore.

This is a place that sells calligraphy and painting.

And also in charge of framing.

However, this store is obviously not familiar with Qin Yue, and I am a little surprised to see Qin Yue's dress.

"What does the customer want to buy?"

"Are there scrolls for sale?"

"Yes, see if you want to draw a scroll or a frame, with or without glass!"

"Just draw the scroll!"

Qin Yue said.

He then picked out an antique scroll and paid for it.

Taking the scroll back to his shop, Qin Yue flicked the rice paper, which actually flew in the air and stuck directly to the scroll hanging on the wall.

If this is to be mounted, it will take two hours by machine, and one or two weeks by hand.

Qin Yue flicked it, but posted it directly.

The white tiger folded its claws and seemed to be lying down. It was lazy, naive, and not fierce at all.

Qin Yue also smiled when he saw it.

It's not too early, it seems that there will be no more fate today, Qin Yue simply closed the door of the shop and left.

at the same time.

The sky was getting darker.

inside the store.

The hanging picture of the white tiger going down the mountain became fierce with the change of light and shadow.

The tiger's claws are forward, and the tiger's eyes are glaring, as if in the dark night, it may attack its prey at any time.

It's 2 a.m. in the morning.

A rustling sound came.

A sneaky man walking along the back alley.

He has been stepping on the spot for a few days, and found that although there are several surveillance cameras in the back alley, there are not many. After completely avoiding it, he enters here.

Moreover, there is a backyard here, and the walls are not high. As long as there is no electricity, jump up and enter the courtyard.

If the back door is unlocked, or if the back door is the kind of lock that is easy to pick.

This thief made a lot of money.

Who doesn't know, this antique street, a piece of calligraphy and painting, may be worth a lot of money.

Soon, he chose a wall and climbed up quickly. There were glass thorns on the courtyard wall, obviously to prevent thieves.

But the thief, armed with gloves and a hammer, quickly smashed the glass and climbed up.

Unfortunately, the back door of the shop is a security door, and the windows are welded with iron railings.

In the courtyard, there are some old things, unused tables, cabinets and the like.

It wasn't worth a few dollars, and he couldn't move out.

But how could the thief be willing to continue to investigate.

An hour later, he had entered four or five houses in a row, and even saw the red surveillance cameras, which scared him to run away.

"The last family, if you can't, just leave. Damn, I didn't catch anything."

The thief was exhausted.

He groped for a courtyard wall again.

"It's actually not protected?"

There are no glass thorns, and no fences are raised.

The thief easily climbed the wall and entered.

What made him even more incredible was that the back door was still unlocked.

Guys, didn't this happen?

The thief opened the back door and entered the store.

And the white tiger on the wall also turned his eyes at this time, locking on the intruder.

"What's this? It's a fortune-telling shop?"

"Damn, this broken talisman, is it all a lie?"

"Nothing."

The thief went around in a circle, finally walked to the white tiger map, picked up the flashlight and lit it.

When the light hit the white tiger's eyes, the white tiger's pupils shrank suddenly.

The thief thought he had read it wrong, but before he could react, a roar suddenly appeared.

"Roar!"

The sound is fierce and shocking.

This huge roar even blew through with a gust of wind.

Then, a black and white light jumped out of the painting.

A huge tiger head stuck to the thief's face and even slapped the thief.

The thief only felt a huge force coming, causing him to scream in agony and fly out.

"Bang!"

The thief only felt that all the bones in his body were broken.

But at this time, he didn't care about the pain, and crawled to the backyard.

"Tiger, tiger!"

He screamed and ran wildly, almost using his strength to suckle. *