Listening to Zhang Dejiang's narration, I felt like this was a debt collector.
In fact, there are basically only three kinds of folk rumors about debt collectors, but they are all about children.
One theory is that the parents owed their children in their previous life, so the child was reincarnated into their family in this life, allowing them to continue to repay the debt.
The second theory is that the child owed a debt to his parents in his previous life and must repay it in this life.
The third theory is that the enemy is reincarnated as one's own child after death, which is also a debt collector.
But in addition to these three theories, there is also a kind of debt collector, which specializes in seeking people's lives!
Some people pray in their hearts when doing certain things, hoping that God or gods will help them.
But it happens that the Yin energy in this place is relatively strong and there are evil spirits, so these evil spirits take advantage of the situation and help, which invisibly owes a debt to the evil spirits.
So this favor is not in vain. It needs to be repaid a hundred times a thousand times. If you can't repay it, you will have to die!
"A bit like a debt collector."
Huang Shang nodded to me, "But I don't understand one thing. Why did the person in the painting let the suffering master find the designated thing?"
"As far as I know, once you become a ghost in a painting, it is absolutely impossible to escape from the painting, and it will be useless to look for anything."
"The most important thing is that the son of the suffering master secretly took out the painting. Before that, there was no problem with the painting itself. Am I right?"
Finally, Huang looked at Zhang Dejiang.
Zhang Dejiang nodded, "Yes, everything was calm before my son stole this painting."
"I also asked him what kind of manipulation he had done to the painting, but he hesitated and couldn't answer."
"And my son is now skinny and skinny, and his hair has turned a lot whiter."
When talking about his son, Zhang Dejiang looked distressed and helpless.
Huang Shang and I looked at each other and frowned at the same time.
Zhang Dejiang's son was only skin and bones, which meant that all his spirit and energy were sucked away by the female ghost in the painting.
Even if the female ghost is beaten to pieces by then, Zhang Dejiang's son will not have a few years to live.
Later, I learned some information from Zhang Dejiang. He couldn't find anything that the female ghost in the painting asked Zhang Dejiang to look for. It wasn't that he couldn't afford it because he didn't have money, but that he didn't have these things!
Afterwards we took a flight to Yunping City.
Zhang Dejiang lives in a wealthy area of Yunping City, and his family's villa is much more luxurious than Li Huzi's.
"Master Wu, this is the painting."
Zhang Dejiang led Huang Shang and me into his study, pointed at a painting hanging on the wall and said.
I looked up, and then I was suddenly startled!
"Hold!"
Who would have thought that the person in the painting hanging on the wall is actually my daughter-in-law!
I thought I was dazzled, so I quickly rubbed my eyes and looked at the painting again.
But the person in the painting remains the same, she is still my wife!
I looked at Huang Shang disbelievingly and wanted to ask who it was seeing, but when I saw Huang Shang also looked shocked, "Isn't the person in the painting your daughter-in-law, my dear brother!"
Okay, this means the person in the painting is my wife!
But why do my wife’s paintings appear here? !
The most important thing is that the ghost in the painting is not my wife!
Since she is not my daughter-in-law, why should Zhang Dejiang find the designated thing? Then the ghost in the painting can look like my daughter-in-law!
What is the connection between this and what is the purpose of doing this?
I just feel that there is a layer of fog shrouded in front of me. As long as this fog is torn open, then I can find the answer!
Fortunately, I took this job, otherwise I would have been sweating by the time!
"This is...your wife?"
Zhang Dejiang looked at me in confusion and asked, "Why did your wife's painting appear in my place?"
"No wonder Master Dongyou said that only a young Feng Shui master can break this situation. It seems that I have found the right person!"
I didn't answer Zhang Dejiang's words, but thought about this painting in my mind.
Who painted this painting?
Since it is said to be a high imitation, doesn't it mean it is genuine?
Who owns the authentic product? Is there the soul of my wife in the authentic product? !
Thinking of this, my eyes lit up and I looked at Huang Shang, "Long live my lord, do you think there is my wife's soul in the authentic ancient paintings?"
Huang Shang suddenly turned his head and said to me solemnly, "There must be!"
"Otherwise, why would we come to Yunping City on this trip?"
"It's just that whether it is a soul or a soul in that ancient painting, we will know when the time comes!"
After saying that, Huang Shang jumped up on the desk, pointed at the portrait and said, "Zhang Dejiang, where did you get this painting?"
"Take us to him if you can."
Zhang Dejiang's face turned bitter, "Well...I can take you to find him, but do you have to take care of my family's affairs first?"
Now that he is almost fuming with anxiety, how can he be in the mood to take us to find the person who sold him the painting?
Huang Shang bared his teeth and was about to yell at Zhang Dejiang, but I winked at him and he had no choice but to shut up.
"Take us to see what's going on with your son first. We must find out who sold you this painting."
"Because it's possible that the person who sold your painting wants to bankrupt your Zhang family."
No one knows whether the person selling the painting has good intentions.
By then, as long as we find the person who sold the painting to Zhang Dejiang, we might be able to find the answer.
If Zhang Dejiang's son Zhang Ze could be asked to tell what he did after stealing the painting, perhaps some clues could be shed.
"good!"
Zhang Dejiang led us to his son Zhang Ze's house.
In addition to the person lying on the hospital bed, there was a woman in the room. Although she was not as young as Li Huzi's wife Wang Jing, she looked much more dignified and virtuous than her.
This woman is Zhang Dejiang's wife, named Cheng Yuelian.
"Yuelian, this is Master Wu."
"This is Master Wu's senior brother. Although it looks like a yellow fairy now, it shows that it has the strength to save our family!"
Zhang Dejiang introduced me and Huang Shang to his wife.
Cheng Yuelian immediately knelt down to me and Huang, asking me to save their son.
After stopping Cheng Yuelian, I came to Zhang Ze and put my hand on his forehead.
There was no air conditioning in the house on this hot day, but Zhang Ze was covered with a thick quilt, and his forehead was cold when he touched it!
Zhang Ze looked really skinny, with sunken eye sockets, as if he had been on a hunger strike for half a month.
If it weren't for his weak breathing from time to time, I would have thought he was cold.
I opened his left eyelid and looked at it. His eyes were empty, and there was an extra gray line in the white of his eye!
"Yang energy and essence are seriously lacking and must be replenished."
"Moreover, I lost my soul."
I looked at Huang Shang.
If your soul is lost, you will be in big trouble!
