The Mysterious Mad Wife Burns the Heavens

Dark night.

Sheng Liting stood on the balcony, looking at the water and sky in the distance.

Holding a glass of red wine in his hand, he took a sip in the night breeze.

Glancing casually out of the corner of his eye, he happened to see a small figure flashing past the next room.

He couldn't help chuckling, his principles seemed to be broken too many times in front of this little girl!

Knowing that she was approaching him on purpose and using those clumsy means to attract his attention, but he acted like a madman, and accompanied her to direct and act again and again.

Sheng Liting drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, put the glass heavily on the table, and his eyes flashed sharply.

The night wind blew in, and he suddenly felt that he was sober. It seemed that he shouldn't continue to give her opportunities to make her think that she had succeeded.

He, Fourth Master Sheng, has always been an unreasonable living king of hell, and he has a calm heart towards everyone.

At dawn tomorrow, I will send someone to take her to Xiyu Mountain.

Sheng Liting turned around and went back to the room.

The next day, the sky was fine and cloudless.

In the study room, the fragrance of ink bursts.

When Sheng Liting pushed the door and walked in, he smelled the scent of pine in the air. He was taken aback for a while, and then turned on the light, only to find that there was something on his desk that shouldn't exist.

It was a box made of wood, with exquisite carvings, and a beautiful picture of dragon and phoenix presenting auspiciousness on it.

Su Jin put her hands behind her back, as if she was asking for credit, she said: "This is my sincerity, thank you little fourth master for taking me in these few days."

Sheng Liting dubiously opened the wooden box, and the hard-to-ignore rosin rushed to his face.

Su Jin stepped forward, spread out Mr. Nan Yi's out-of-print for him, raised her chin proudly, and said, "I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Sheng Liting frowned uncontrollably. It is well known that Sheng Feng likes calligraphy the most. Under his influence, the descendants of the Sheng family have practiced calligraphy since childhood, and they can be regarded as half a famous master.

This is not the first time he has seen this painting. A year ago, he was looking at Fanghua in the exhibition hall, but it is said that it was destroyed by Mr. Nan Yi himself the next day.

As for the reason, no one knows.

This calligraphy is majestic and powerful, without a four or fifty years of writing background, it is impossible to write calligraphy of this momentum.

Su Jin coughed lightly, "Okay, I've delivered the sincerity, you appreciate it slowly."

Sheng Liting raised his eyebrows slightly, and gently rubbed the ink with his fingertips, saying: "It seems that it hasn't been done yet."

"..." Su Jin was like thunder, turning her head in disbelief, and saw the ink stained on his fingers at the first sight.

Sheng Liting lowered his head and sniffed the ink again, "This is just ordinary rosin. I heard that Mr. Nan Yi's habit is tung oil smoke ink, which is black in color and will not fade for a long time. It does not glue when licking pens, and does not faint on paper. It has a strong fragrance, which is similar to this rosin. There's still a big difference."

"..." Su Jin clenched her trouser legs uncontrollably, why is this man so easy to fool.

Sheng Liting locked his eyes on the girl who was avoiding taboo eyes, dodging here and there, and her face was full of guilt, and said: "Miss Su, can you tell me where I got this calligraphy? I'm curious who has such a great attainment that can rival Nan's. Mr. One."

"You, how do you know it's not real?" Su Jin stammered, "If you don't believe me, you can ask an agency to verify it. It's genuine."

"The handwriting is real, but I believe it was written by Mr. Nan Yi later, not the previous one."

"You are really strange. Anyway, it's all written by one person. You don't care if it's today or tomorrow." Su Jin turned around guiltily, "Anyway, this is an authentic work, there is no doubt about it."

After saying that, she kicked her legs and ran away, not leaving him any chance to quibble about herself.

Sheng Liting couldn't help being amused by her irrational appearance, and couldn't help pursing his lips into a smile.

just.

He cast his eyes again on the general's Fu, which was obviously not dry, and frowned slightly. This writing should have been written two days ago, and the ink on it was still glowing, not as deep as it had settled.

Could it be that the little girl still knows Mr. Nan Yi?

Can you persuade him to rewrite a picture that he personally destroyed?
In the dining room, Su Jin buried her head in the food, heard the footsteps coming from the living room, and sneaked a glance.

Sheng Liting hurried past all the way without looking sideways, not even leaving him an extra look.

Su Jin gnawed on the steamed stuffed bun, and when she heard the sound of the door opening at the entrance, she finally let go of her tense nerves.

Finally left, he shouldn't be suspicious.

Sheng Liting was very satisfied with her disappointed expression of hopelessness, he just wanted to continue to maintain a cold image and let her know that there was the furthest distance between him and her.

You will die that eager heart.

After Su Jin made sure that he would not come back again, she quickly wiped off the oil stains on her hands, and tiptoed into his study.

In the study room, the calligraphy was still placed flat on the desk as before.

Su Jin walked over dumbfounded, and tried to twirl the ink, but it really didn't work, sir.

She couldn't help rubbing her forehead, and in the rush to bring it back, she even forgot this simplest common sense.

The study is very quiet, as if a needle can be heard.

Su Jin looked around with her two big eyes rolling, and finally grinned, Jindu came in, it would be a waste of this opportunity not to find something to get out.

Ever since, she squatted in front of the desk, carefully studying the locked cabinet.

Generally speaking, the contents of this kind of password box are very valuable.

She took out her phone and started connecting to the hotspot, deciphering the digital code.

With a "click", the study door was pushed open from the outside.

Su Jin frantically stuffed the phone back into her pocket, and looked up in shock.

Sheng Liting went back and forth into the study, walked straight to the east wall, swayed his right hand on the wall, and a screen appeared on the wall instantly. After he entered the password, the wall in front of him slowly opened.

Su Jin carefully hid her body, staring intently at the man standing in front of the wall who was ordering something.

Good guy, it turned out that he stuffed all the important things into the wall.

She swallowed ecstatically.

With a "boom", Su Jin looked at the phone that fell on the ground.

Sheng Liting closed the safe and stared back with burning eyes.

The corner of Su Jin's mouth convulsed like a stroke, she wished she could bite her tongue and kill herself, can you still be hopeless?

Just because he discovered a little secret about Sheng Liting, he let down his vigilance.

The footsteps were getting closer.

Sheng Liting saw the fainted shadow on the carpet, and walked over with a blank expression, and deliberately slowed down his movements.

Su Jin's head was sweating nervously, and she even had a sense of seeing that her life was being held in the palm of the other party's hands.

She was so upset, what should she do now?
If Sheng Liting knew that she had trespassed in his study, next year's Tomb-sweeping Day, the grass on her grave would already be three meters high.

Dead!