After being taken away by the evil boyfriend [Quick Transmigration]

Su Xiutang's coffin is empty!

For a moment, Qiu Yuzhi thought of many guesses. When the night wind blew, he rubbed his arms: "He can't live till now?"

According to Su Xiutang's experience of practicing sorcery, this is very likely.

Wei Hongxue pursed his lips and said, "I don't know."

He has been trapped in the painting for a hundred years and knows less than Qiu Yuzhi. Even if Su Xiutang is alive, what can he do?He can't be far away from the painting, he is so strange to this world, he can't find him.

I was happy when I went out, but the atmosphere suddenly became low when I returned.

The two were silent for a long time, Wei Hongxue looked out the window at the night scene running to the rear, like a suppressed bomb.

When he got home, Qiu Yuzhi hung the painting on the wall again so that he could face the window and enjoy the scenery all the time, and of course he could also appreciate himself on the bed all the time.

"Hongxue..." Qiu Yuzhi tugged at his sleeve.

Wei Hongxue forced a smile: "I'm fine."

How could it be okay? He thought that the enemy was dead. He kept persuading himself for Qiu Yuzhi's sake. It's better to let go after death. After finally letting go of the hatred, he told him that the person may not have died.

Su Xiutang is still living in a certain corner of this world, happy and carefree, like a mouse in the gutter, Wei Hongxue is going to throw up just thinking about it.

He has no choice but to ask Qiu Yuzhi to help, but how unfair is it to Qiu Yuzhi that the evil fate of the previous life is involved in this life?

Wei Hongxue was a little confused, he stroked Qiu Yuzhi's short hair lightly, and said, "Don't worry, he probably died somewhere else."

But Qiu Yuzhi could tell that he was in a bad mood, very bad.

The next day, Qiu Yuzhi stared at a pair of dark circles under his eyes and got up, and loudly announced to Wei Hongxue who was resting in the painting: "I must catch old thief Su! Don't worry, I have already thought of your extremely witty husband." There is a way!"

Wei Hongxue: "...?"

Under Wei Hongxue's slightly dazed gaze, Qiu Yuzhi started an essential skill for survival that has been passed down through the ages: finding relationships.

"Hello, Uncle Zhao? I'm Xiao Yu, no, no, I'm not asking about my father's situation, I just want to ask if you know any relatives of Su Xiutang, a master of traditional Chinese painting? Great, please check for me. "

"Hello, Mr. Su, my name is Qiu Yuzhi. Oh, hello, don't mention anything else, let me tell you that our family's ancestors and your family have a lot of predestined relationship... Well, I just want to ask, my this There is a work by Master Su Xiutang a long time ago, will your family take it back? Cough cough, no, then okay..."

"Hey, Mr. Su, I'm bothering you again. This time I'm not asking about recycling. I just suddenly found out that this work is authentic or not. Why don't you take a look? Let me tell you, this volume of pictures of beauties is evil. Sex, after I hang it up, I keep dreaming about the people in the picture, which makes me very stupid recently. I asked the master to see it, and they said that this painting is very dark, so I have to send it away. Are you a little interested? Photo Sent you WeChat."

"Hey, Mr. Su, it's me. What, are you planning to recycle again? Sorry, I dare not sell it. I can't help it. I sold the salted fish yesterday. I was about to ship it to someone, so I just dumped it." Bad luck!

Crackling, I smashed the cabinet, hit the wall when I took a taxi, and was crushed by a ghost at night, how dare I sell it?The master said that this painting was eyeing me, it was too fierce, and told me not to move it easily, and recite sutras every day to give him relief, and only after the relief can be sold. "

"Oh? You said that your family also researches this area, and you plan to come and see it in person? Well, I will give you an address, and we will meet and talk about it."

After several phone calls, Wei Hongxue was dumbfounded.

Qiu Yuzhi hung up the phone, turned around and smiled at the ghost who was crushing him: "How is it, isn't your husband very powerful?"

Wei Hongxue gently stroked his face, not only showing a little smile: "Yes."

It's very powerful. After so long, Qiu Yuzhi has been able to protect himself in turn.

……

The address Qiu Yuzhi gave to Mr. Su was an old single-family house in the suburbs, which had long been unoccupied. When the appointed time came, he went to wait early, but found that no one came at all.

It wasn't until the appointed time passed that Mr. Su made a call without haste.

"Mr. Su, please let me go." Qiu Yuzhi narrowed his eyes and said unkindly, "If you are not sincere, then let's forget about this business, we don't force it."

An old and steady voice came from the other end of the phone: "Little friend Qiu, you are the one who is not sincere."

Even though they couldn't see each other's faces, Qiu Yuzhi still smiled, he knew that the fish was caught by himself.

"Su Xiutang, Hongxue wants to see you."

"You really reincarnated." Su Xiutang said, "Ever since I knew the names of the descendants of the Qiu family, I've been wondering whether it was fate or intentional. How did you do it?"

Qiu Yuzhi deliberately said ambiguously: "It's because Hongxue is too obsessed with me that I can awaken the memory of my past life after discovering his scroll. Alas——if I want to, who would want to do this? Now I just want to get it over with."

Su Xiutang was silent for a long time before saying: "It's over, how do you want to end it?"

Qiu Yuzhi said: "You have lived for so long, you should know the past very clearly, I sealed him, he hates me - now I am tortured by him every night, my body has long since failed, he forced me to find You, I have no choice but to follow suit."

The man let out a long sigh and said, "What does the entanglement between you have to do with me?"

Qiu Yuzhi said anxiously: "It doesn't matter, Su Xiutang, I don't want to die young again!"

"Hong Xue is by your side now?"

"No, he went back first when he got angry when you didn't come."

"How about this, I'll send you something, you seal him again, then I will take him away." Su Xiutang said.

"That's good, you can do what you say, can you really do it?"

"Naturally." But Su Xiutang changed his painting style and turned to threatening, "But the seal can only last for a short time, if you don't give me the painting afterwards, you will bear the consequences."

Qiu Yuzhi suddenly smiled and said, "Let's talk about it after I seal the painting."

Two days later, Su Xiutang sent an expedited courier from SF Express to Qiu Yuzhi, who resealed the scroll and took it on the road.

This time they made an appointment to meet at Su Xiutang's old house.

I don't know if it is because of Su Xiutang's age, but the old house still retains the style of classical Chinese architecture, which is elegant and beautiful.

Qiu Yuzhi knocked on the door with a picture scroll, and saw a white-haired old man in a Tang suit on the second floor from a distance.

He is Su Xiutang, Qiu Yuzhi had found his photo on the Internet before, but he looked far less old in that photo.Wrinkled skin is piled up on his body, his hair is washed, his eyes are cloudy, even though he can still move, his whole body reveals a dead air.

Before coming, Qiu Yuzhi sent him a photo of the sealed painting, and this old man unhurriedly handed over the meeting address.

Qiu Yuzhi came very late, it was already night.

As soon as Su Xiutang showed up, Wei Hongxue's ghost jumped out full of evil spirits, but he looked very empty, he couldn't even touch foreign objects!

Su Xiutang's seal is not as strong as that old man of the Republic of China, he can only achieve this level, and this is exactly the effect Su Xiutang wants.

An old man who looked as if he was about to leave in a second, couldn't help but shed two lines of dirty tears when he saw Wei Hongxue, his body trembling and said: "Hongxue, I finally see you again, you Do you know how much I regret since I lost you!"

Wei Hongxue sneered: "It's a coincidence, I regret it too, I regret not killing you sooner!"

However, Su Xiutang, an old man who has been perverted all his life, didn't take Wei Hongxue's hatred seriously at all. He completely fell into his own world, and said to Qiu Yuzhi, "Quickly, give him to me!"

"Wait, give it if you say so." Qiu Yuzhi suddenly regretted it, and put his hand on the seal of the painting, "What if I don't want to give it to you?"

Su Xiutang looked at this young man who was exactly the same as in his memory, and the jealousy hidden deep in his heart seemed to be rekindled with his rebirth.

Qiu Yuzhi... This person, how could he be liked by Hongxue? He was so afraid of Hongxue that he even sealed him. Why did Hongxue like such a person? !

A hundred years ago, after returning to China, Su Xiutang discovered to her surprise that Hongxue had actually been there all along, but had been hidden.He missed the early stage of his new life from the painting, and he didn't even realize that Hongxue had a sweetheart after he came back!

Su Xiutang didn't want to hate him too much. He secretly seduced the illegitimate son of the Qiu family and killed Qiu Yuzhi to vent his anger, but he didn't expect that Hongxue would be lost again by accident.

As a result, after wandering around for so many years, Wei Hongxue was still in the hands of the reincarnated Qiu Yu.

A sour, hot and hateful feeling keeps burning in my heart, why, why is it so unfair?Su Xiutang doesn't believe that fate and true love are all fake, and this is Hongxue's revenge plan!

"Give me the painting!" Su Xiutang said, "You can't control him."

Qiu Yuzhi said rascally: "No, Hongxue promised me that if I kill you, I will be with me forever and never hurt me again."

Su Xiutang has lived for so many years, he can hold his breath, looking at the innocent Qiu Yuzhi, he can't help showing a smile:

"You actually believe the words of a demon full of resentment? Do you know how much obsession is for a demon? When I die, you will be the next to die. He has no love at all in his heart. It's all an illusion. No matter how nice they say, as long as they hate you, they will never let you go!"