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After taking the medicine, Xie Ya lay down peacefully, waiting for drowsiness to strike.

Ji Lingqu was still in the bathroom, he wondered why Ji Lingqu stayed in there for so long today.

"Ji Lingqu." Xie Ya called out, worried that he would fall asleep in the bath.

"Huh?" Ji Lingqu responded to him in a low voice, his voice hoarse.

In an instant, Xie Ya's face was flushed, the voice was not as cold as the lonely moon in the usual days, but a surge of emotion, which spread into Xie Ya's ears, like wildfire starting a prairie fire, making him feel like a wildfire.

He turned his back to the bathroom, his ears were blushing, "No...it's okay, I'm just worried that it's not safe for you to fall asleep in the bath."

"I'm fine." Ji Lingqu's voice was like a hook, and his soul flew out.

A surge of drowsiness came, Xie Ya forced his eyelids up, and wanted to wait for Ji Lingqu to come out, but he couldn't hold on, and closed his eyes before Ji Lingqu came out.

The cold moisture was steaming all over his body, Ji Lingqu's black hair was dripping water, his thick black eyes had now turned into dazzling golden pupils, and the neckline of his bathrobe was too big, revealing a section of cold white hair as he walked. On the shoulders, the scales glowing with cold light shone with silver particles.

Pulling up the collar casually, Ji Lingqu walked to the bed step by step, with love in his golden eyes, he looked down at his hands, slender hands with sharp and sharp nails, and long black hair dyed in the moonlight. Into frost color.

His gaze was fixed on the unaware Xie Ya, instinctively made him want to possess Xie Ya, stab him fiercely, and tear him apart.

The situation is worse than Ji Lingqu imagined, his power is constantly decreasing, Xie Ya's worry is not unreasonable, he may really not be able to accompany Xie Ya to finish this life.

Passing through the night, Ji Lingqu's eyes fell on the distant Lingqu Mountain, which was being shrouded in a black mist. He closed his eyes, and his whole body was shrouded in a cloud of faint blue light, which then turned into a silvery white light and disappeared into the original place. land.

"come over--"

"Come here-"

"I have been waiting for you."

A slightly familiar voice rang in Xie Ya's ear, he followed the voice and stood up unconsciously, and flew out of the window following the other's guidance.

"Little Ya!"

With a shock, Xie Ya opened his eyes.

What caught my eye was Ji Lingqu's worried face.

"What's wrong with me?" Xie Ya's mind was confused, his body was weak, and he couldn't remember what happened to him.

Ji Lingqu frowned, and said, "Your soul has been snatched away, if I hadn't discovered it in time..."

He didn't continue to say the following words, Xie Ya suddenly panicked and held Ji Lingqu's hand, "Thank you, I don't know what happened, but I heard a familiar voice calling me, so I subconsciously followed him away."

"It's the second time." Ji Lingqu frowned, and raised his hand to inject a burst of divine power into Xie Ya's body.

"I have added a divine power to your soul and body. Unless you die, your soul and body will naturally separate. Otherwise, your soul cannot be taken away."

Xie Ya patted his chest, "That's good, hook me while I'm asleep, it's too hard to guard against."

Ji Lingqu touched his face and said, "Don't worry, nothing will happen to you."

Xie Ya buried his face in his palm, and replied softly, "Yes."

Breakfast was provided by the hotel. Xie Ya ate the toast and asked Ji Lingqu, "Who do you think is seducing my soul? I shouldn't have offended anyone."

"The other party ran very fast, but I couldn't catch it. I only touched a little bit of the tail, which was done by a demon." Ji Lingqu's eyes showed a hint of irritability. If it wasn't for the arrival of his estrus, he was weak and his strength was declining. , How could they fail to catch the culprit.

"Demon? Could it be that my soul can be greatly nourished by eating it? Isn't my physical body more nourishing?" Xie Ya remembered that Mei Shutong and Ji Lingqu had told him that his pure power was very tempting. It's even like Tang's monk's meat, and the demon wants to taste it when he sees it.

Ji Lingqu drank a glass of milk and said, "The body and soul are inseparable. Your soul is more pure and free of impurities. It is indeed a great tonic."

Seeing his serious explanation, Xie Ya couldn't help feeling that he was a piece of good-looking pork in front of Ji Lingqu.

Not long after breakfast, Mei Shutong hurried over and asked Xie Ya to go buy paintings with her.

Anyway, I'm fine, so I'll take a trip with Mei Shutong to avoid the trouble of transferring money. The last time he went to see an art exhibition was when he was just in college.

Xie Ya was going, Ji Lingqu would naturally accompany him, Ma Su had nothing to do, so he went to see the world.

"What? Sold it?" Mei Shutong couldn't believe it, and stared at the staff with a look of cannibalism, "Who bought it?"

How could the staff expect such a beautiful woman to be so vicious, "This... this is the privacy of the customer, so we can't say it."

"You won't tell me?" Mei Shutong grabbed the staff by the collar with deep eyes.

"Sister Tong, she also works for the boss, so don't make things difficult for him." Xie Ya hurried forward to persuade Mei Shutong.

Only then did Mei Shutong reluctantly let go of the staff, "It's just launched today and it's sold, aren't you fooling me?"

The art exhibition started at 09:30 in the morning, and it is only ten o'clock at this moment. Although this painting was painted by a famous artist, it is not considered a master. The pair that Tong wanted were sold.

"I don't dare to fool a few of you. Someone has been interested in this painting early in the morning, and the price was negotiated last night. Isn't it just a coincidence, my lady, we still have many paintings by masters here, just take a look. ?” The staff explained with a bitter face.

"I want that painting, and I don't like anything else." Mei Shutong gave a cold face to each other, which made the staff tremble.

Xie Ya stepped forward and handed the staff a cigarette, "Brother, we didn't mean to embarrass you on purpose, it's just that my sister likes that painting very much, so you don't say much, just reveal some information, and we will find out by ourselves."

When the staff saw that the cigarettes were not cheap, and Xie Ya had a good attitude, he couldn't help but let go, "That guy just took a picture of the Song Dynasty not long ago, and it was on the local news."

"Brother, thank you." Xie Ya took out his mobile phone and searched, entered a few keywords, and easily found that the person who bought the paintings was a wealthy businessman who likes to collect ancient paintings.

"Tang Yanxing." As soon as Xie Ya finished speaking, he heard a voice saying, "Hey, little brother, do you know my uncle?"

The four of them turned their heads in unison, the girl blushed shyly at being stared at by them, it seemed a bit uncomfortable for him to strike up such a presumptuous conversation.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop on you, I also came to see the art exhibition." The girl took out her ticket to prove that she really didn't lie.

Xie Ya recognized her as the girl sitting in front of him on the plane, showing a kind smile, "It's you."

The girl's eyes suddenly lit up, "Little brother, do you still remember me? Thank you for helping me put my luggage on the plane and take it down for me."

"You said Tang Yanxing is your uncle?" Mei Shutong didn't care that much, knowing that the girl in front of her might help her find someone to buy the painting, so she immediately went up to ask.

"Yes... yes, my name is Tang Sha, and Tang Yanxing is my uncle. What can you do with him?" Tang Sha was calm on the face, but she was actually excited in her heart. What kind of gods are these, handsome men and beautiful women? Also different styles.

Xie Ya and Tang Sha explained the cause and effect, and hoped that Tang Sha could help introduce them.

"Yes, yes, but my uncle should be reluctant to resell the painting. Your success rate is not high." Tang Sha didn't deliberately pour cold water on it. The painting her uncle liked didn't flow out after he got his hands on it.

Whether it can be done or not, they have to try, but to their disappointment, they did see Tang Yanxing, but Tang Yanxing said that he bought this painting for someone else.

Now that the painting is no longer in his hands, Mei Shutong hurriedly asked who the painting was sold to.

Tang Yanxing said that this matter is confidential and he can't say it.

The four of them ran around and returned empty-handed. Mei Shutong sat on the sofa, quietly looking at the painting in the promotional catalogue.

The painting is a beautiful woman sitting on a swing and reading a book.

The painter was Wu Liang, a calligrapher and painter in the Qing Dynasty.

Xie Ya relied on Ji Lingqu to search for information on Wu Liang. Wu Liang, whose name is Wang Yuan, came from a family of officials and officials.

The person in the painting, according to outside speculation, should be his concubine Youshi. This Youshi appeared in his paintings many times, which is enough to show the deep relationship between the two. It's a pity that Youshi passed away due to dystocia at a young age.

After Xie Ya read Wu Liang's information, he really didn't see anything special that could make Mei Shutong so persistent. Ma Su said that as long as it was Wu Liang's painting, Mei Shutong would basically buy it. The money she earned, Excluding daily expenses, I used it to buy paintings.

The painting was not bought, Mei Shutong was in a low mood, exuding low air pressure all over his body, and even the horse speed stayed far away, not daring to approach, for fear of angering her.

"You are interested in the art exhibition." Yang Juntang stepped in and saw the promotional picture of the art exhibition on the table. He picked it up and looked at it, and said, "The paintings on this are quite good, and the collection value is quite high. , if you have enough money, you can buy two pieces."

"Brother Yang, do you still have research on calligraphy and painting?" Ma Su heard that he admired Yang Juntang more and more. He was really a colleague at the headquarters, but he was more knowledgeable than the demons in their countryside.

"It's not considered research. Recently, the Demon Control Bureau is handling a case involving calligraphy and painting, so I understand a little bit." Yang Juntang flipped through the promotional catalog, and happened to find Wu Liang's picture of a lady.

He paused for a moment, then quickly turned over. Xie Ya noticed his hesitation for a moment, and propped his chin thoughtfully, "Brother Yang, the one who bought Wu Liang's painting shouldn't be the headquarters?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Yang Juntang's eyes, as if he didn't expect Xie Ya to guess it.

Seeing several people staring at him, Yang Juntang covered his mouth and smiled awkwardly, "I can't say that, really I can't."

"Brother Yang—" Ma Su and Mei Shutong stood up and surrounded Yangjun Hall.

Yang Juntang instantly looked like a kitten who was strangled by the back of the neck, unable to move.

The boss is sitting opposite, does he dare to move?

It turned out that this painting was bought by Tang Yanxing entrusted by the senior management of the Bureau of Demon Management. The people who bought this painting before that had accidents one after another. people lost their lives as a result.

Mei Shutong stood up abruptly, "Brother Yang, please take me to see that painting."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-3021:00:01~2020-07-0121:00:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottles of balcony gentleman; 2 bottles of small K;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!