The Painting Fan of Hundred Treasures and Demon Story

Sunlight came in through the gaps in the curtains, Su Zao narrowed his eyes and looked around blankly.

It was dawn early, and he was wearing pajamas, lying on the big bed in the bedroom. The pain in his forehead was caused by the ball hanging on the wall falling and hitting him.

The room is quiet, there is neither a gazebo nor a lake, let alone a beautiful woman. It turned out that the lingering clouds and rain last night were just a dream.

Su Sha sat up, as if he had caught a cold, his head was a little heavy, he rubbed his forehead, thinking about the scenes when he got along with Dan Hua.

It was just like in a dream, gorgeous, gorgeous and weird, but extremely clear, he could even clearly remember Shan Hua's every frown and smile.

How can a good-natured person have a dream?

Su Sha put his hands on his hair and groaned, he couldn't tell what it was like, he really hoped that he was dreaming now, the dream was the real world.

I was depressed, and suddenly felt something was wrong, looked up at the wall clock opposite, and couldn't help but yelled out.

The hour hand pointed at nine o'clock, and he actually broke the routine he had cultivated for many years, and slept until nine o'clock!

Su Zao didn't have time to sigh to himself anymore, so he leaned forward and opened the curtains.

After a night of wind and rain, the sky outside was clear, and the cold and gloomy atmosphere in the dream dissipated from his mind in an instant.

He jumped out of bed, got dressed, put the dropped Tezuki ball back to its original place, picked up his mobile phone and was about to go out, his eyes flicked to the paper fan on the table, and his footsteps stopped immediately.

The lake, the gazebo, the beauties... don't they match the painting in the fan?

A strange feeling came to his heart, Su Za had a faint guess, he picked up the paper fan and watched it carefully.

The fan surface that had been wet by the rain was already dry, with a slight wrinkle in the middle. On the pavilion in the golden lake, the beauty leaned against the railing and looked over with a smile.

A pair of red phoenix eyes exude amorous feelings, just like a single painting.

Su Sha's heart beat violently, and he suddenly understood why every time he saw Shan Hua, he felt familiar.

It turns out that not only has he appeared in his own home, not only has he been to the gym, but he is also in the painting!

Looking at his clothes again, it was the blue shirt he wore when we met at night. The clothes were loosely draped over his shoulders, revealing half of his collarbone.

There were some spots on the fan paper on the collarbone, Su Sha wiped it off with his hand, not sure if it was caused by the rain, or the hickey marks from last night...

If it's something you think about every day and dream about at night, then this noon spring dream is too real.

Su Za stared at the person in the painting, the more he looked, the more he felt that his eyes were bright and energetic, not just a portrait.

He held the paper fan and stared at it for a long time before he realized the strangeness——

There are no longer ink paintings on the paper fan, but many more colors. It can be said that it is caused by the light at night, but now it is broad daylight, how to explain this?

Could it be that everything happened in the fan last night?

Thinking of this possibility, Su Sha not only didn't feel scared, but became more curious about the existence of Dan Hua.

A strange idea popped up in my heart - if I can meet Shanhua, then why not enter the fan?

As if sensing his thoughts, the person in the painting stares at him and smiles.

Su Sha also followed his example and smiled at him, asking, "Dan Hua, is it really you?"

What answered him was the ringtone, not the silver bell anklet Dan Hua wore, but the phone bell.

Su Sha was a little disappointed. He took the phone and saw it belonged to his aunt. Then he remembered that he was busy yesterday and forgot to take pictures for business.

Sure enough, my aunt came to ask for the photos, and Su Sha didn't dare to call because he was afraid of being scolded.

He casually adjusted his hairstyle in front of the mirror, took a photo and passed it on, and then went out to wash up and go to the gym next door to work out.

Boss Nine was surprised to see him and asked, "Why are you so late today? I thought you were sick."

Compared with his usual report at the gym at [-] o'clock every day, today is late enough, Su Zai said vaguely: "Last night I was busy with work and stayed up all night, so I got up late."

"Then take care of your body, you look so ugly, don't insist on exercising if you don't feel well."

"No, I think it's fine."

Not only is it very good, it can be said to be as good as heaven, whether it is psychological or physical.

After Su Za finished speaking, he went to exercise with a relaxed pace.

Boss Jiu looked at his back and wanted to remind him a few more words, because his complexion was really terrible.

What job does the pawn shop have to work all night? Could it be that this person who is full of evil spirits killed someone?

Thinking of the rumors among the neighbors in the neighborhood, Boss Nine unconsciously leaned towards them, thinking that it is better to have one thing more than one thing less, and don't talk too much, so as not to cause trouble.

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Su Sha still had to rush to open the shop, so he only did it for half an hour, and bought breakfast on the way back.

The tailor's shop next to him was already open, and Su Zai looked at the window glass deliberately, feeling that his complexion couldn't be better, wondering if there was something wrong with Boss Jiu's eyes.

It's strange to say today that the pawn shop suddenly became very busy, and the people who came to pawn or buy things almost came one after another.

It was not easy for Su Sha to find time to eat at noon, and many guests came in in the afternoon, and when he finished his busy work, it was almost time to get off work.

Su Sha made hot tea, sat down in front of the computer, sipped the tea, and sorted out the materials of goods entering and leaving the warehouse.

I was busy inputting data, my eyes glanced at the desktop, and suddenly I found the fan beside me.

He didn't seem to bring a fan.

Su Zai picked up the paper fan and opened it, and the people on the fan kept smiling at him in the same posture, and Su Zai couldn't help but smile too—forget it, as long as Shan Hua likes it.

He put down the fan and continued to work, but he didn't know that Dan Hua sat on the edge of the desk and observed himself. Of course, he brought the fan specially.

It was an accident that Su Sha would leave Fanzhong World this morning, and it was a very oolong accident, but Shan Hua didn't feel upset.

Because there was a close contact once, it was an easy task for him to lure Su Sha into the fan again.

But for some reason, he was not in a hurry at this time, and felt that it was more interesting to follow Su Zao to the real world, observe him secretly, and tease him occasionally.

If he returns to the fan world, he won't be in the mood to play like this with Yu Xia.

Thinking of this, Dan Hua was stunned, and his mood suddenly became bad. With a wave of his sleeve, he went to the collection room and went to have fun by himself.

Su Sha didn't know that he was being peeped all the time. After finishing the materials, he pressed the save button and wanted to put the folder on the shelf, but accidentally touched the teacup.

The teacup was overturned, and all the tea in it was spilled on the fan.

Su Za hurriedly picked up the paper fan and shook it vigorously, then took out a paper towel to wipe off the tea stains on the fan.

"Sorry sorry, I didn't mean to!"

"Humph!"

It seemed that someone was angry, and there was a displeased snort.

Su Zao stopped wiping, looked around, and asked, "Dan Hua, is that you?"

Dan Hua sat obliquely on the collection shelf, watching his clothes start to change color little by little, he clenched his fists.

If he hadn't considered that he would still need Su Sha's help in the future, he would have floated out to beat people, endured it, and finally chose to return to the fan.

Su Sha couldn't see him, and continued, "I really didn't mean it. If it was you, come out, don't worry, I'm not a bad person, I won't ask Taoist priests to catch you, Dan Hua!"

After calling for a long time, no one answered him, Su Zao wiped off the tea stains, looked at the person in the painting, and saw that his green clothes were dyed brown, and half of his face was also brown.

He didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but he felt that the person in the painting put away his smile, his lips were slightly pursed, and he looked very annoyed.

Su Sha yelled again, regrettably, none of the well-known scenes in Liao Zhai appeared in front of his eyes.

The fan was lying alone on the table, but compared with yesterday, it looked dirtier.

Su Zai began to wonder if everything that happened from yesterday to now was his hallucination, picked up the fan and put it on the shelf, turned on the desk lamp, and started the same drying operation.

"Maybe it's my tinnitus."

The shop door was opened, which interrupted his self-mockery. When a visitor came to the door, Su Zai hurriedly put on a smile and said, "Welcome."

A young man walked in, wearing a suit and holding a briefcase, and heaped a service smile on Suzaku.

"Hello there."

Seeing him, the smile on Su Zao's face disappeared, it was none other than the salesman who appeared in the gym last night.

Boss Nine's reminder flashed through his mind, Su Za guessed the man's intention of coming to the store, he turned back to the counter angrily.

"Sorry, it's closed today. If you want to pawn something, please go early tomorrow."

"I'm not here to be a thing, I'm here to talk to you about another important thing."

Ignoring Su Suan's cold face, the man walked over with a smile, took out his business card and handed it to him.

Self-introduction said: "My name is Hong Jing, and I am a staff member of the business department of Wanshihengtong Real Estate Development Company. We will have many opportunities to meet in the future. Please take care of me."

Su Zao observed him coldly.

Hong Jing's appearance belongs to the cute and handsome type, and this type is very popular with female clients nowadays, but Su Sha doesn't like him, not because of his appearance, but because of his smile.

It's too fake, it's like wearing a mask on your face, in contrast, a single painting is much cuter.

He didn't take the business card, and said coldly: "I know your purpose, don't you just want to lobby me to sell the house? Tell you, not to sell."

"It seems that Boss Jiu has already told you about our company, so it will be much simpler. This is our company's development planning plan. I can honestly say that the price is very fair. Don't refuse it immediately. Please take a look at our company. plan."

Hong Jing took out a stack of documents from his briefcase and put them on the counter.

Looking at the shop again, he said, "It's been a few years here, and many places need to be repaired. I have worked hard on repairing it personally. If you leave it to us, everything will be much more convenient..."

"you can go now."

"I'm not done yet..."

"Walk!"

As a civilized person in modern society, Su Za felt that he was already very polite when he didn't directly say "scroll".

Su Sha was originally fierce, but when he turned cold, he was even more terrifying. If it was someone else, he would probably have run away in fright.

However, the salesman's psychological quality seemed to be relatively strong. He kept a smiling expression and continued to look around the house.

After looking around, his eyes fell on the paper fan.

"So you're still here, it's not good to be so murderous..."