Zhang Jian stood at the edge of a landscape painting. He frowned slightly when he saw the difference in their expressions.
"Master, do you think there's something wrong with this painting?”
Song Ruobai said.
"Yes."
Zhang Jian nodded.
"That's impossible. I bought this painting from the auction house. It can't be fake. The authoritative experts in the country have also appraised it.”
"And my husband also saw it. It's true, right?”
Song Shuhang said. He didn't believe it. From the previous two experiences, the two of them believed half of Zhang Jian's appraisal, but they definitely didn't believe that this painting was fake.
The auction in Zhong Hai had been authoritative. Were all the masters wrong?
"Oh, a gift from your lover? "Then I'm relieved." Zhang Jian was not sad but happy when he heard this. This made the two of them confused.
"Is there any clue?"
Song Ruobai said.
"If we're talking about the authenticity of this painting, there's no problem that it's a painting that has been circulating for a long time. However, if we look at it from another angle, it's a painting that has been wasted!”
Zhang Jian spoke slowly. The two of them listened very seriously.
"Look at the quality of the painting. It should be thousands of years old, but the meaning of this painting is very different.”
"There are paintings that symbolize the prosperity of the day, so there are naturally those 'curse paintings', and this one of yours is a' curse painting 'that has been passed down through the ages!””
"Curse painting?"
The two of them were stunned. This thing had been in their house for a few months, but no one had found any clues about it.
"Master, what's so special about this thing?”
"Kid, you know how to do these things? Are you a Spellmaster?"
The two of them spoke at the same time. Their gazes made Zhang Jian feel a little embarrassed.
"Not to the extent of a master. He's just a nameless, no, little streamer."
Zhang Jian was about to say that he was nameless, but he thought about the popularity of his livestream. If he said that he was nameless, then Master Xuan next door would probably shout that he was going to defeat Versailles.
"As for the clues of this painting, let me tell you.”
Zhang Jian pretended to be thirteen and then raised a small wooden stick to point at the landscape.
"Do you guys see any clues about this landscape?”
"No."
"Look at it upside down."
After Zhang Jian finished speaking, the two of them tilted their heads and looked at the painting.
Zhang Jian slapped his forehead. Did this daughter inherit her father's intelligence?
Zhang Jian stretched out his hand to draw, and the two of them turned around.
Seeing Zhang Jian's helpless expression, the two of them smiled foolishly. Then, Song Ruobai and Song Shuhang looked at each other. The two of them didn't say anything, but Zhang Jian could still see the joy in Song Shuhang's eyes.
The two of them looked up again and saw that the small mountains had actually turned into rocks. Looking up at the rocks, they saw corpses lying on the rocks.
"This is called the Five Mountains Corpse Suppression Painting."
Zhang Jian pointed at the five mountains on the painting and said.
"Is there any meaning behind this painting?"
Song Shuhang asked.
"Stupid!"
Zhang Jian glared at him like a teacher.
Song Shuhang didn't dare to say anything.
At this moment, the guards at the side were dumbfounded. When had their boss been treated like this? What kind of immortal actually subdued this great demon?
"Where do you think these corpses died?”
"Stone!"
The two of them spoke at the same time.
Zhang Jian nodded." Yes, these items that suppress evil are jade. In ancient times, there was a saying that jade nourished the soul. Look at the stones on this mountain, don't you think they are getting fewer and fewer?”
The two of them looked over. Indeed, there were two corpses standing on the rocks in the painting. Clearly, there were not enough rocks.
"Jade doesn't only raise people, but many also raise ghosts. Have you heard of Ghost Jade?”
Zhang Jian said softly.
As the two members of the Song Family from the Yu Family, they nodded when they heard Zhang Jian mention the word 'Yu.'
"There are many types of ghost jade, such as azure soul ghost jade, white wisdom ghost jade and so on.”
"When ancient people died, some people would hang a piece of jade in the mouth of the deceased. This is also a type of ghost jade, called Yin Mouth Jade. Although it's difficult to see clearly on these corpses, there are faint marks in their mouths. This also means that they were holding Yin Mouth Jade.”
"Do you have Yin Mouth Jade here?"
Zhang Jian asked.
"There are a few in the shop."
"Hiss..."
Zhang Jian took a deep breath. Good heavens, not only did he put the jade in the shop, he even brought a ghost into the house. This was not fun!
"Grandmaster?"
"Baoyou, you, this, this is not in the mood to show, not in the mood to let go, I suggest burning it.”
Zhang Jian quickly said.
"Look, some of the corpses don't have jade on them. Obviously, their jade has been absorbed, and it just so happens that your shop has it. I'm afraid they will bring bad luck to your shop.”
"Do people often die here, and your business is getting worse and worse?”
"How did you know?"
The two of them spoke at the same time, their faces filled with surprise. Could it be that this painting in front of them did it? Impossible!
"Really?"
Zhang Jian was stunned. This landscape was something that came with Zhang Jian's Painting Proficiency. Zhang Jian had only mentioned it along the way. Who knew that it really existed?
"The evil aura in this painting is very strong, so I can naturally sense it. But what's going on here?”
Zhang Jian could only continue to make up stories.
Song Shuhang sighed, and a melancholic expression appeared on his face.
"As you can see, we are in the eastern part of Myanmar. Although this is the capital city, it looks calm on the surface, but it is still very chaotic in the dark. Sometimes, we have to personally take action to prevent forgery.”
"However, in the past few months, those terrorist rebels have actually started to attack us. We had already agreed that they wouldn't come to us at all, but for some reason, they suddenly changed.”
"Moreover, our subordinates also go missing frequently. Some of them die, but the dead subordinates have a piece of jade in their mouths. I think this should be somewhat similar to what you said.”
"Right now, we're panicking. Coupled with the fact that the rebel army is approaching, we're a little powerless. We've already discussed moving to the western city, but now that a large number of jade mines have been discovered in the east, we're a little reluctant.”
"Moving there will consume too much manpower and financial resources.”
Song Shuhang felt a little helpless. He didn't seem to be lying.
Moreover, when Zhang Jian came just now, he was not looking at the scenery. He was mostly observing the surrounding environment.
Zhang Jian saw many pedestrians walking away in a hurry on the street. They lowered their heads, and their figures could not help but tremble. Clearly, they were afraid of something, and this place was probably going to be very unsafe.
In addition to what Song Shuhang had just said, Zhang Jian could conclude that there was probably chaos in central Myanmar, and it was very likely that it was arranged by the Wang Family.
From Song Ruobai's words, it was not hard to tell that the Wang Family and Song Family had a grudge.
In addition to the fact that the Wang family had poached Song Ruobai's appraiser, Zhang Jian could make a preliminary guess that there was a high chance that the Wang family had activated it.
Perhaps the Wang Clan did not have the authority to mobilize the rebel army, but the money in their hands could.
"I roughly understand now. Who made all these things?”
Zhang Jian asked.
"I bought the blue and white porcelain from a master. The sword was sold to me by my brother, and the painting was auctioned off in Zhong Hai.”
Song Shuhang said.
" Think about it. Was there anyone else around during this period? For example, the Wang family?"
After Zhang Jian finished speaking, both of them fell silent.
The onlooker sees more clearly than the person involved. Zhang Jian might be like this.
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