I'm picking up waste in fairyland

Chapter 1 The Secret Realm in the Painting
"Yo, little restaurant, are you eating?"

When my cousin entered the room, Sui Guan was eating instant noodles with his brows furrowed. He had been eating instant noodles for a month, and even if he changed the taste frequently, it was still difficult to get rid of the nausea.

Sui Guan raised his head and forced a smile.

"Is something wrong with my cousin?"

My cousin’s name is Zhou Zhiyang, who grew up together, and has been rivals with Sui Guan for almost 20 years. His family’s conditions are good, and he is a well-known son of Jiaoliang nearby.

"The thing I told you last time."

Before he finished listening to the words, Sui Guan directly waved his hand to interrupt.

"Cousin, I've made it very clear. This antique shop is my father's half-life effort, and I can't sell it!"

Zhou Zhiyang sneered when he heard the words, looked at the room with disdain, and spit out thick phlegm on the floor.

"Seeing that you are a relative, I want to give you a hand, I don't know how to flatter you!"

After speaking, he staggered out of the store with Sui Guan's tangled expression of daring to be angry but not speaking.

Just as Sui Guan let out a sigh of relief, a slim and beautiful girl came in from the door, and now Sui Guan's expression was even uglier.

Her name is Yu Nana, and she was the goddess in the eyes of the children in the neighborhood when she was young, and she had a short period of unexplainable love with Sui Guan.

But time flies, and finally Yu Nana chooses Zhou Zhiyang, who has been annoying since she was a child but rich and powerful.

With a straight face, Yu Nana casually threw a stack of documents in front of the Sui hall with a businesslike look.

"Yang Shao said, if you figure it out, you can sign the contract and go to him. If you can't figure it out, he will find someone to help you think about it."

Sui Guan has a complicated expression.

"What is he going to do? I don't want to sell it?"

Yu Nana didn't even look at Sui Guan, she turned her face away and said contemptuously.

"Sui Guan, for the sake of the past, I advise you to be more sensible, sell the store and pay off the debt, if you continue to be so stubborn, I'm afraid you won't need Young Master Yang to deal with you, you will starve to death yourself, just say it Here you go, do it yourself."

After finishing speaking, Yu Nana left straight away, leaving Sui Guan with a swaying back.

Sui Guan smiled wryly, and was not in the mood to eat the noodles. He picked up the contract and looked at it, feeling extremely bitter in his mouth.

14, Zhou Zhiyang's grandson really didn't feel good about it. Although his antique shop is located in the suburbs of Shenghai City, the area is not large, but it is a store fronting the street. It is not impossible to sell 40, and Zhou Zhiyang only sells so much. money.

Didn't he see that Sui Guan has been pushed to a desperate situation!
When his father was seriously ill, Sui Guan had no choice but to borrow tens of thousands of usury loans. In the end, his father's life could not be saved. Now he has a debt of more than [-] yuan.

Now it is imminent to pay back the money, and the antique shop is in a mess, and the shop is full of worthless fakes, sometimes Sui Guan really wants to die.

"Cough cough cough cough."

Opening the door of the small warehouse that had been covered in dust for a long time, Sui Guan coughed and choked on the dust that hit his face.

After a lot of tossing, Sui Guan finally found the painting in the corner, an ancient meticulous painting of landscapes, with no name or style, but the brushwork is extremely exquisite, and it looks like an old object at first glance.

"I'm sorry dad"

Holding the painting and looking at it carefully, Sui Guan felt a little depressed. Before his death, his father still warned him that this painting was an heirloom of the Sui family and he could not sell it even if he killed him.

In fact, the Sui Museum has been thinking about this painting for a long time, but it has been appraised by someone before, and the age cannot be seen at all. It has no name and no money, so it cannot be sold for a price.

However, there was an old man who liked to collect ancient paintings and was willing to pay 4000 yuan to collect them, but the Sui Museum did not sell them.

But now I can't sell it anymore, let's make 4000 yuan 4000 yuan, at least scrape together some money to repay the usury, otherwise the gang of loan lenders will kill him.

"Should I say it or not, this painting is really good."

But just as Sui Guan was stunned, the palm of his hand was inadvertently cut by the edge of the sharp shelf!
Pained for a moment, the ancient painting fell to the ground, Sui Guan withdrew his palm, but he didn't want a string of blood to drip along the wound and onto the scroll.

"Fuck!!!"

Sui Guan wished he could slap himself a few times on the spot.

This painting is worthless in the first place, and if it is polluted by blood stains and loses the artistic conception of the scroll, the old man may not be willing to accept it again!
Shocked, Sui Guan didn't care about the wound on his hand and hurriedly leaned over to check it, but he was at a loss.

Three or four drops of blood happened to fall on the blank space of the scroll, which was very conspicuous, but the strange thing was that the dark red blood stain was fading rapidly, as if absorbed by the scroll.

Just when Sui Guan was in a daze, the blood stains disappeared completely within a few breaths, as if they had never existed at all!
But before Sui Guan was lucky, a sudden change occurred, and the picture scroll suddenly showed a pale yellow light, although it was not dazzling, it dazzled Sui Guan who was staring at it for a while.

Swish.

The yellow light intensified until it completely enveloped the Sui Pavilion, and then suddenly flashed, even the people and paintings disappeared!
"Ouch."

Sui Guan rubbed his head and got up from the ground, just now he fell from mid-air and fell like a shit.

But standing up and looking at it like this, Sui Guan was dumbfounded.

Surrounded by beautiful mountains and clear waters, it looks like a mist in the distance, like a fairyland, like a deep mountain, but the surroundings are so quiet that you can't hear insects and birds at all, but he was clearly in his warehouse just now!
Heck!
Panicked, Sui Guan glanced around, but inexplicably felt familiar. He seemed to have seen the environment here before. Where did this mountain and this stream come from?

in the picture!
Sui Guan woke up suddenly, the place under his feet was exactly the same as that in the "family treasure" ancient painting!
Actually entered the painting? ? ?

After running wildly in the mountains for more than ten minutes, Sui Guan sat on the grass out of breath.

It's confirmed, he is really in the painting, but this place is so big that you can't see the edge at a glance, it is far more than just the hill in the painting, the ancient painting is just the tip of the iceberg.

What made Sui Guan even more strange was that despite the beautiful scenery and pleasant climate here, there was not a single living thing to be seen, not to mention no birds singing, not even an ant or flying insect.

Is there no air in the painting?

Immediately, Sui Guan gave up this stupid idea, if there was no air, he would have died long ago, on the contrary, the air here is fresh and sweet.

Yes, I don't know why, Sui Guan feels that the air here has a sweet smell, and breathing makes people feel refreshed.

Suddenly feeling a little itchy in the palm of his hand, he raised his hand and looked at Sui Guan and was startled. The two to three centimeters cut on his hand just now was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye!
A thick milky white gas gathered around the wound, like hardworking worker ants quickly repairing his wound!
This is too unreal!
Sui Guan didn't know what to say for a while, so let's come to a dozen or so shit to calm down the excited mood.

(End of this chapter)