The Painting Fan of Hundred Treasures and Demon Story

"The bully you said lives here?"

Under the setting sun, the man with pink hair asked.

He was immediately slapped across the head.

The beating man was half a head taller than Pink Hair, wearing a fake designer suit, and holding a large folder in his hand——

He tried his best to create an elite image, but unfortunately it was destroyed by the nondescript hedgehog head.

"Shouting so loudly, you want everyone inside to hear, idiot!" he cursed.

After being beaten and scolded, Pink Mao shrank her head, not daring to speak anymore, and carefully looked at the red-painted door in front of her.

The door panel is very thick, with copper nails inlaid on it, and the threshold and door pin are also cast copper.

On the head of the shop is a pair of golden tiger heads, with copper rings in their mouths, and black stones embedded in the tiger's eyes, which look majestic in the sunlight.

Looking further ahead, the courtyard is simple and quiet with red bricks and green tiles. It may not be very luxurious, but it has another kind of elegance. It is located in the depths of the bamboo forest, which can be said to be a corner of Taoyuan.

He has seen a lot of antique buildings, but this is the first time he has seen such a thorough imitation, and he doesn't know whether to admire or ridicule.

Before coming here, he investigated some rumors about the Su family, but to be honest, this place is bigger than he imagined.

Needless to say, the bamboo forest in front of the gate, just looking at the area of ​​this house, if it is included in the urban planning area, it will cost money every minute.

So, he was more confident that he would cheat...ah no, he would be able to recover the debt smoothly.

but……

"Brother Sun, why did you choose to come in the evening? You said that you are in such a wilderness, and it will be troublesome for us to rush back after the discussion is over."

"You don't understand this. Those big bosses in the business world like to come in the evening to discuss business, because at night, people's defensiveness will be lowered. Relatively speaking, the success rate will also increase. You see, whoever proposes marriage comes early in the morning. of?"

Pink Mao felt that this metaphor was not very appropriate, but couldn't find the right words to refute it for a while.

Seeing that he didn't care, Brother Sun warned again: "Er Mao, be careful, I heard that this family is quite weird."

"I know, you're a blind man, we've been in this business for so long, we're still afraid..."

Before he finished speaking, he slapped Er Mao on the head again. Brother Sun stared at him, his fists clenched.

Er Mao was so frightened that he immediately jumped back. He had seen Brother Sun once break his opponent's ribs with a punch, but his small body couldn't withstand that punch.

Fortunately, someone came to rescue him at the critical moment. With a creak, the vermilion door opened from the inside, and a little boy with long hair poked his head out.

"Are you two here to collect the debt?"

He looked the two of them up and down, and asked crisply.

The little boy, about six or seven years old, held a piece of glutinous rice cake in his hand and chewed it.

He was wearing a navy blue thin double-breasted gown, with a big pearl hanging from his neck, and his eyes were also big, with dark and energetic pupils.

After looking up at them, he said suspiciously, "You don't look like a good person."

This kid is the size of a pea diced child, and he likes to wear some kind of Hanfu to catch up with the fashion.

If it wasn't for the fact that they came this time to cheat money, Er Mao's fist would have swung by long ago.

At this time, it was Sun Ge who had a good temper, straightened his clothes, and asked with a smile: "Little friend, why do you say that?"

"Look down on children, hehe."

The little boy raised his head and snorted at them.

"Because I've seen people like you a lot. It's not convenient to bully my master. You come here every day to cheat money."

Er Mao looked at Sun Ge, and asked with his eyes if he wanted to teach this little devil a lesson.

Brother Sun didn't care, and still smiled and said: "No, we are good people, and we have loan documents."

"Can you straighten your tongue and talk? Don't treat me like a child, I just look smaller."

After Xiaotong finished speaking, he stuffed the last piece of glutinous rice cake into his mouth and raised his chin to the door.

"come in."

Brother Sun gave Er Mao a wink, and the two followed Xiao Tong in.

From the gate to the inner courtyard is a very long cobblestone corridor. Seasonal flowers and plants are planted on both sides of the corridor, and there is a small pool not far away.

There are two green bamboos beside the pool, and next to the green bamboos are cherry blossom trees.

Now is the season of cherry blossoms, the breeze is blowing, the petals are flying, and the garden is full of flowers.

After passing through the corridor and walking forward, you will enter the long corridor. The mahogany railings under the corridor are matched with the green bamboos not far away, one red and one green complement each other.

Walking through the corridor, I heard the crisp sound of dripping water, but it was a deer made of green bamboo. The clear water dripped all over the bamboo tube, and then fell into the water below, and so on.

Ermao abducted Sun Ge with his elbow, and winked at him, meaning that the ticket was right, and just by looking at the arrangement, he knew that the family was rich.

They have used this trick to deceive many people, but now they are only dealing with a blind man, isn't that easy to catch?

When he gets the money, he will go to the American casino, play it for three days and three nights first, and of course, there must be beauties around him...

Dreaming in broad daylight made his eyes dazzled. When he passed the cherry blossom tree, Er Mao saw that there were really two beauties under the tree.

But it was different from the big-breasted beauties in bikinis he had imagined. The two beauties were wearing pale pink shirts, their sleeves were waving, and they were swaying and dancing. Their black hair was waist-length, flying up with the dance.

Noticing Er Mao's gaze, the beauty looked back at him and smiled.

Ermao couldn't tell whether they were wearing Hanfu, Tang suit or other attire, but felt that no matter what kind of clothes they wore, they were as beautiful as angels.

When the beauty looked back and smiled, most of his bones were broken, he was only looking at the beauty, and accidentally bumped into Brother Sun.

Brother Sun glared at him unhappily, Er Mao stopped, and hurriedly pointed to the opposite side, wanting Brother Sun to see beautiful women together.

Who would have thought that when he turned his head to look again, he could only see flower petals floating all over the sky, and there was silence under the tree, where could there be any beauties?

"Hey, where did the beauty go? Just now..."

Er Mao was dumbfounded, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and looked over again, but there was still nothing.

He turned around to look again, but unexpectedly there was a black object behind him, standing quietly behind, with a gloomy posture, even if he saw it in broad daylight, he would be shocked.

So Er Mao was frightened, screamed strangely, and jumped back.

Unfortunately, Sun Ge's instep was stepped on. He hugged his feet and had to back up with Er Mao.

After the two regained their footing, they realized that the eerie object was a human being, an ordinary man.

Uh, in fact, it can't be called an ordinary man, at least this man is taller than them, handsomer, and... looks more scary.

The man is not only dressed in black, but the clothes are also very strange. Brother Sun doesn't know these antique clothes, so he collectively calls them the simple version of Hanfu.

The man's hair was black and shiny, and his long hair hung behind his head, tied up casually, staring at them without moving his eyes.

The setting sun slanted over, and they didn't know if it was an illusion. They saw that the man's eyes were glowing with gold—it seemed that his whole body was decorated with only gold besides black.

Brother Sun has been on the road for a long time, and you can tell whether a person is easy to deal with from his aura, and the person standing in front of them now belongs to the kind that is difficult to deal with with a coefficient of MAX.

The weather was obviously very warm, but he felt the coldness, shivering shiveringly.

Oops, this person can't be a bodyguard thug or something. With him around, it would be inconvenient to cheat money.

Thinking about the countermeasures in his heart, Brother Sun greeted him first.

"My surname is Sun. I talked to Mr. Su on the phone before I came here. May I ask who you are?"

"Yama."

The voice was too cold, and the two guys who came to collect the debt couldn't help but shuddered again, and looked at each other, wondering if they heard it wrong.

Seeing their reactions, Yan Luo rolled his eyes, and said, "A handyman."

"A handyman...Yan Luo..."

The two still didn't understand.

In the distance came the old woman's cry.

"Abao, you brat, you're being lazy again, come and help me, or I'll break your leg!"

Chuipi Xiaotong heard it, ignored the guests, and ran away. By the time Brother Sun and Er Mao reacted, he had already run away without a trace.

Yan Luo walked forward with his hands behind his back.

"follow me."

Not long after, he brought the two creditors to the corridor of the hall, pointed to the front, and signaled them to go over.

The glass doors of the corridor opened to both sides, and a young man in light blue clothes sat cross-legged on a futon.

There is a go board on the low table in front of him, and he is enjoying himself by picking up chess pieces by himself.

An elegant fragrance wafted from the corridor. Brother Sun approached and saw the censer placed in the corner. A wisp of green smoke was faint and indescribably clear.

Looking at this man, he thought to himself that this guy is not blind, he would enjoy it quite a bit.

The man was wearing a double-breasted soft satin gown with a faint pattern of petals printed on it. The embroidered thread on the skirt and cuffs was very delicate. The belt was tied casually, and a small piece of white jade fell on it.

You can tell that the clothes are top-grade just by their workmanship, not to mention jade. As for the owner's appearance...

Brother Sun deliberately observed his eyes.

The man's pupils are very beautiful, but it's a pity that they are too big and unclear, and they are covered with a layer of mist, which lacks the agility they should have, which is a pity.

Because apart from his eyes, his facial features have no blemishes at all, and Sun Ge didn't read many books, so only one sentence came to his mind-a modest gentleman, as gentle as jade.

The man's hair was straight and smooth, tied behind his back, which looked similar to Yan Luo's.

But his overall impression is gentle and harmless, which means that such a person is easy to deceive.

Looking down, Brother Sun noticed the scar above the owner's collarbone, which should be an old wound, and it was scratched obliquely on the left neck.

The scar was not deep, and if his skin was not too fair, he probably wouldn't have noticed it.

Damn, what a big man, his skin is tenderer than a woman's!

Brother Sun complained in his heart, but his eyes stayed on the master and couldn't pull him back. Looking at his face, he began to think about it.

Let's spend some money this time, next time...