Fortune telling

One only needs to look at it to know that it is a copy of Tang Yin's "Looking at the Spring and Listening to the Wind". The copying skills are good, but it is just a copy.I really don't see anything special about this painting.And looking at the paper, the time to complete the painting will not be very long, probably seven or eight years.I really can't see what this painting deserves to be so solemn about.Fan Wenzhi and Gu Dongcheng looked at each other in blank dismay, it must be a joke.

"Look at this painting, can you see anything?" Yang Wu stared at Fan Wenzhi, as if he wanted to see something from his expression.

Fan Wenzhi didn't even touch the painting, and said directly: "This painting is only eight years old at most, such a copy of a painting can be drawn by anyone who studies Chinese painting in the Academy of Fine Arts. It's really not worth seeing."

"No, this painting is very interesting. Do you know who painted this painting? It's my father. On the surface, it looks like a very ordinary copy painting, but in fact there is something in it, but no one has discovered it yet. That's all." Yang Wu said very firmly.

Fan Wenzhi sneered secretly, since no one found out, how can he be sure that there is a universe in this painting. "Okay, I'll take a look. But I don't guarantee that I can see anything."

Yang Wu waited for Fan Wenzhi's answer.

Fan Wenzhi put on gloves, picked up the painting, and looked at it carefully. It was indeed very ordinary.Except that it looks more like a copy, there is no special feature at all.Using spiritual power to detect, I can't feel anything special.Fan Wenzhi frowned, is there really something special about this painting?Fan Wenzhi unfolded his spiritual power again, this time only looking at the painting itself.Going deep into the drawing paper little by little, Fan Wenzhi frowned, it seems that there is indeed something famous in it.

Fan Wenzhi waved to Gu Dongcheng, motioning him to come and have a look.Gu Dongcheng stepped forward with a puzzled face, picked up the painting and looked at it, but he didn't see any difference.

Gu Dongcheng looked at Fan Wenzhi.Fan Wenzhi said two words to him, "Shadow."

Gu Dongcheng was shocked, could this painting be a shadow painting?The so-called shadow painting is a term in the antique world.Refers to a counterfeit that is not a counterfeit.It may be difficult for some people to imagine that rice paper, which is extremely thin and transparent, can reveal several layers in the hands of a master mounting artist.

But although it is a shadow painting, this painting is not a shadow painting.Although the copied painting is uncovered, it is restored layer by layer according to the appearance before the painting was uncovered.The lower layer was originally used as a lining, and the outermost layer of the painting was still mounted on the top.This kind of action is simply one action many times.

"Did you see any difference?" Yang Wu looked at Fan Wenzhi coldly. If Fan Wenzhi had concealed anything, he would probably get mad.

Gu Dongcheng's forehead was covered in cold sweat. Damn, what kind of trick is this playing.It is said that it is a shadow painting, but it is not a shadow painting.Although the technique of shadow painting is used, the bottom is still the same painting, and there is no second painting on the lower layer at all.

Fan Wenzhi glanced at Gu Dongcheng, and then said honestly: "There is really nothing strange about this painting itself. But there is one thing that is surprising. After this painting is finished, it should be exposed by a special person. Then it was framed exactly as it was.”

"What is Jiehua?"

Fan Wenzhi signaled to Gu Dongcheng.Gu Dongcheng explained to Yang Wu what exposing painting is and what shadow painting is.Although this painting uses the technique of shadow painting, there is nothing special under the first layer, and there is no possibility that there is an authentic work hidden underneath, which can be guaranteed by Fan Wenzhi.

"According to what you say, there is nothing special about this painting except that it has been exposed?"

"Yes." Gu Dongcheng nodded.

Yang Wu's expression was unclear, and he stared at Fan Wenzhi for a while to think, "Since you are so familiar with it, then expose the painting to me now, and I want to see what is on the lower layer."

Is this okay?Gu Dongcheng hesitated, what if the other party makes trouble again after the painting is revealed?Fan Wenzhi stared at the painting, picked it up and used his mental strength to detect it again, this time he looked very carefully, maybe there were traces left on it, maybe some secret was left on the painting.Otherwise, why does Yang Wu care so much about this painting?It is said that I care about the painting, but in fact, the fundamental thing is to care about the secrets in the painting.

On the edge of the lower layer of rice paper, it seems that something has been drawn on it with a pencil.It seems that there are two sets of numbers, and the first set looks a bit like a bank account number.Then the second group is the bank password.But do you have a bank password with more than [-] digits?

Fan Wenzhi put down the painting and whispered to Gu Dongcheng, "Since he asked you to reveal the painting, you should."

"Are you sure, don't harm your Uncle Gu!"

"Why did I hurt you? Hurry up, the other party's face is black. If you don't move, be careful that someone will shoot you." Fan Wenzhi couldn't lower his voice when he said this.The corners of the handsome man in the black suit behind him twitched, and then continued to remain expressionless.But Yang Wu was as stable as Mount Tai, and he didn't even move his eyebrows.But his face was really ugly.

"Are you two finished talking? Let's start now."

As soon as Gu Dongcheng gritted his teeth, this matter was done.Although there are no ready-made tools at hand, the temporary tools are enough.Fan Wenzhi was sitting drinking tea while Gu Dongcheng was uncovering the painting in a cold sweat.This thing is really not done by a human being, and he just did it for him.He hasn't done this for many years, and now his hands are very raw, and he is afraid that the painting will be ruined, and he can't eat it.Finally, the first layer of the painting was finally peeled off successfully. Gu Dongcheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and almost fell limp on the ground.

There is no difference between the lower layer and the first layer. When viewed together, they are all the same.Yang Wu took the painting and compared the two sides, his brows became more and more wrinkled.Fan Wenzhi was considering whether to remind him that there was a very inconspicuous place on the edge of the floor below, with two sets of numbers.But Fan Wenzhi thought about it and held back.If Yang Wu is determined to find something, he should be able to find it.

Suddenly Yang Wu narrowed his eyes, and said loudly to the handsome guy in black suit, "Take the two of you to rest next door."

"Yes. Please, both of you."

Fan Wenzhi stood up and glanced at Yang Wu. It was obvious that Yang Wu had discovered those two sets of data.Fan Wenzhi was thinking that maybe those two sets of numbers were really the bank account and bank password.It's not that I heard that there are banks in foreign countries that can open unregistered accounts. It seems that the passwords for such accounts are very long.Suddenly, a bloody plot appeared in Fan Wenzhi's mind.Lao Yang is about to die, and he wants to leave his son Yang Wu with the money he saved.But when he was about to die, he couldn't say a complete sentence, so he would just point to his painting and say, "Draw, draw..." Yang Wu didn't understand, so he just thought that Lao Yang cherished his own painting.

Then Yang Wu took over the family business and found that the amount of money in the family was wrong, and a large part of it was hidden by Lao Yang.So I searched and searched, and found the painting.But there is no hint in the painting, and I have consulted many experts, but I can't see the name.At this time, Yang Wu had no money, so he had to find out the money left by Lao Yang, otherwise he would be hacked.So I traveled thousands of miles here to find the famous Master Xiaofan.As soon as Master Xiaofan made a move, the matter was resolved immediately.Haha, when Yang Wu found the money, he immediately felt elated and arrogant.

"Wen Zhi, what are you laughing at? You're laughing so creepily."

Fan Wenzhi chuckled twice, "It's nothing, I just thought of something funny."

Gu Dongcheng has black lines, this young man's nerves are really thick enough, he can still laugh at this time.The old Gu caressed his forehead and sighed, he didn't know if he could go out in one piece this time!

"Uncle Gu, what are you worried about! Don't worry, don't worry, you'll be fine."

"How do you know it's okay? Hey boy, do you know something! Tell me!"

"I don't know anything, but judging by Yang Wu's expression, there is probably something in that painting."

Gu Dongcheng still frowned, worried!How can you not worry, the other party has a gun in his hand, if he accidentally fires it, wouldn't he have to confess his life here.

After waiting for about half an hour, the handsome guy in the black suit came over and asked them to go to the study again.As soon as he entered, he saw Yang Wu's proud face, without any concealment.Fan Wenzhi touched his chin and thought, could it be that the bloody plot he speculated is true.This guy really got rich.

"Both, please sit down." Yang Wu was much more polite this time, "Thank you very much for your help, don't worry, I, Yang Wu, will never treat you badly. In addition, I heard that Mr. Fan is very accurate in fortune-telling. Someone once told my fortune. They said that I was born with evil spirits, but they died at forty. I never believed it. Or Mr. Fan Fan would do the calculation for me now to see if I would not live to be 40 years old. "

Fan Wenzhi smiled faintly, "May I ask if you want to touch the bones, date of birth, or test the characters?"

"I heard that the Fan family's bone-touching method is the best for fortune-telling, so I'll follow the crowd and feel the bones."

"Please hold out your hand."

Yang Wu stretched out his hand, his eyes fixed on Fan Wenzhi.Fan Wenzhi touched Yang Wu's hand, closed his eyes slightly, and lowered his head slightly.After a while, Fan Wenzhi put down Yang Wu's hand and said, "The previous fortune tellers were not wrong, it is indeed at forty. Mr. Yang has too much evil spirit, and he is not a sign of longevity."

Yang Wuhun didn't care, but laughed instead, "It is said that the scourge will last for thousands of years. People like me naturally don't want to live longer, but forty is too short. I also ask Mr. Fan to find a way to prolong life."

Fan Wenzhi spread his hands, "The life span is determined by God, and I don't have the ability to snatch my life from God. Mr. Yang should hire someone else."

"Mr. Fan is really too modest." Yang Wuchong gave Fan Wenzhi a strange smile, "As far as I know, Mr. Fan's ability is more than that. It's really not difficult for you to change your life and extend your life. I'm not wrong, am I right? ,Mr. Fan."

Gu Dongcheng began to sweat coldly on his forehead again, really, he should check the almanac before going out today, it must be something inappropriate.If I had known earlier, I shouldn’t have come even if the renminbi was full.But if you are being held by a gun, you have to come if you don't come.

Fan Wenzhi sneered generously, leaned on the back of the chair, crossed his legs, and said, "Mr. Yang just likes to make things difficult for others? Besides, how many people like you can survive to the end, and who doesn't die unexpectedly. 40 It’s not bad to be old, if you die in your prime, others will remember you, Mr. Yang, for your great achievements, not for your old age, who should retire and give way. Besides, if you live too long, you will be disgusted by others, so it’s better to die early and live longer.”

Hey, my ancestor, do you have to give your life to be here before you are willing?Gu Dongcheng was about to cry.

Yang Wu's expression changed, and he said sharply, "Do you know what I do?"

Fan Wenzhi smiled indifferently, "No, that handsome guy in a black suit is talking about you. He has a bulging waist, and he is wearing a gun. Those who have guns in the Celestial Dynasty these days are either legal hooligans, Either it is an illegal hooligan. Mr. Yang thinks he is legal, he is legal, and if he thinks he is illegal, we will not talk too much."

"Haha, well said! I'm still an illegal hooligan. How is it, what did Mr. Fan think about the matter just now?"