Overhead currents are heavenly masters

This kind of ghost called "Yunyang" laughed enough, and then got up from the ground staggeringly.When he looked up and saw Qin Yue unexpectedly, his knees softened and he knelt back again.

Qin Yue, who was knelt down one night, said, "...you stand up and speak!"

Yun Yang timidly replied, "I don't want to either, unfortunately my legs are weak."

Wei Zhixiang smiled "puchi" and pulled it up from the ground, "Don't be afraid, brothers don't eat people, just want to ask you something."

He looked like a school bully besieging his classmates at the school gate.Ever since, Yunyang trembled even more.

"What are your orders?" It tremblingly said to Qin Yue, subconsciously understanding that the young man was the core figure among the four, and at the same time held the power of life and death.

Qin Yue brought up the question he had asked Shandu before, and after getting a negative answer, he pondered for a moment and asked: "Then let me put it another way. This bamboo forest is full of aura, which is why there are so many spirits living there. Recently Did any newcomers appear in the year?"

The fine ones are the spirit of things; the strange ones are the abnormal ears of things.The causes of ghosts are more complicated than that of demons.Since the old residents are fine, what about the new residents?

"Newborns? I really can't think of any newborn ghosts." Yunyang repeated the word, sweating on his brow.

Suddenly, he suddenly realized: "Are you investigating the theft from Shen Sifang Qingwa House?"

"You know about this?"

"The people around him yelled so loudly that even the deaf could hear it." He sighed old-fashioned, completely inconsistent with his immature appearance, "It's a pity. He is one of the few people I have ever met who would like it. It’s really rare to have a pure mind and have goodwill towards everything.”

It looked at the window of the studio and said: "Probably because of his purity, the carved things are not extraordinary, but have a spirit."

Extraordinary products, spiritual energy... Suddenly, Qin Yue had a vague guess in his heart.

"okay, thank you."

Yun Yang, who drooped his head, couldn't believe his ears, "You mean, I can go back?"

Wei Zhixiang saw his soft and frightened appearance, and couldn't help teasing, "Otherwise, do you want to accompany the brothers to visit the bamboo forest?"

"No, I don't want to." It kowtowed three times to Qin Yue, and hid in the tree at lightning speed.

Qin Yue: "..." No way, really no way.

"My God, Brother Yue, you scared it." Wei Zhixiang put his arms around his shoulders and giggled twice.

Qin Yue saw that his tail was going up to the sky, and couldn't help laughing too, "Isn't it the first time you saw me like this?"

"That's different. The most I can do is tremble, so I won't kneel down easily!" There was an inexplicable hint of showing off in his tone.

"..." Guan Yunheng and Le Ting exchanged glances helplessly.

Well, it's really not worth saying so loudly.

Guan Yunheng asked: "Then what should we do next? Do you have a new idea?"

"Well, there is a little bit, but I'm not sure. For now, I have to go in and have a look."

Qin Yue quickly gesticulated a few times in the air with her fingers, and patted the wall of the blue tile house.Immediately an unobstructed passage appeared in that wall.When everyone stood in Shen Sifang's studio, the passage behind them automatically shrank into a small spot.

"Wow, it's really amazing. Brother Yue, with this technology, you can't go to any museum or national treasury. You are simply the chosen gentleman!"

Guan Yunheng: "..."

Le Ting: "..."

Qin Yue raised her forehead: "...Thank you for your compliment." If that counts as a compliment.

In Shen Sifang's studio, only a palm-sized transom was opened, and it was reinforced with anti-theft bars. No ordinary people could pass through, so no surveillance cameras were installed.This greatly facilitated Qin Yue and others to move around freely and check suspicious places.

"It's really all bamboo. It's worthless until the carving is finished." Wei Zhixiang casually picked up the planed materials piled on the ground, "Brother Yue, why would you think of carving on bamboo? ?”

"I don't know either. But I checked Shen Sifang's works, and there are more than one million photographs."

"Million—" Wei Zhixiang's voice changed directly, enviously said: "It's really a walking money printing machine!"

As he spoke, he put the material back on the ground. He clearly remembered that it was a flat ground, but when he let go, the material tilted sideways with a "click".

"Huh?" Wei Zhixiang felt a little strange. He squatted down, pinched his chin, and looked carefully for a while, but he didn't see anything unusual.

"What's the matter?" Le Ting bent down while supporting his knees, and watched with him for a while.

"No. It's just that it's a bit strange to put it down properly, and suddenly it's crooked."

At this time, Guan Yunheng took Qin Yue's hand and silently wrote a few words.Qin Yue nodded, walked to Wei Zhixiang's side, and said lightly: "Let's go, it's just that I didn't calm down."

"Oh." Wei Zhixiang didn't doubt him, clapped his hands and stood up straight.

Qin Yue made a gesture and turned around to leave, suddenly killed a carbine, suddenly lifted the piece of bamboo material, and firmly held the thing underneath in the palm of his hand.

The object struggled desperately, and was almost escaped by it because of its slippery hand.Qin Yue immobilized it with a spell, and several people gathered around to see that it was a laughing Maitreya the size of a thumb.

"We have no malicious intentions, can you not run away?" Qin Yue knelt on the ground and said in a low voice.

Laughing Maitreya stared at them fixedly, and made a rustling sound like bamboo leaves fluttering, as if talking.

"Brother Yue, what is it talking about?"

"It asked me to let go of it." Of course, the formal words should be, "I warn you, let me go immediately. Otherwise, I will make you look good today."

After finishing speaking, Qin Yue crossed her arms and said firmly to Mi Le, "No. If you let go, you will run away. Although the area here is limited, it is difficult for me to find you so small."

Hearing this, Xiao Maitreya immediately jumped a few times, but because of the suppression of the spell, he could only stand there rigidly and stare blankly.

Qin Yue looked around the room, raised her voice and said: "I guess... besides you, there should be other Maitreya carvings here. Did you come out by yourself, or did I force you out?"

The room was quiet, only the sound of everyone's breathing and laughing Maitreya's unwilling struggle.

"Three... originally born from the same root, they fly separately when disaster strikes."

"Two..." There were rustling voices from various hidden corners.

"one!"

Wei Zhixiang's jaw dropped when he saw this posture, "Are there so many?"

The statues of Maitreya, who are about the same size but with different facial expressions, gather at Qin Yue's feet from all directions.Just like a group of well-trained worker ants.

Qin Yue looked at it for a while with lowered eyelids, "Sure enough."

There is less interference at night, so the perception will be magnified several times, plus Guan Yunheng's reminder just now...

He said to others: "These spirits are just bred, so they are very weak. But even so, because of the large number, they can still do some things—for example, hide Mr. Shen's works."

"Brother Yue, are you saying that these guys are... thieves?" Wei Zhixiang tried hard to digest this fact, "Then what is their purpose?"

"Yeah, that's what confuses me too." Qin Yue squatted in front of those frightened Maitreya Buddhas.

Spirits are inherently afraid of monks, so even though they have never stepped out of this room and don't know the complexity and danger of the outside world, they are still inexplicably afraid of this very gentle young man.

"Oh." One of them cried.

"Woo..." If there is one, there will be two, like dominoes being knocked down, crying one after another.

"Cry, cry, cry, those who don't know think they are attending a funeral! Shut up!" Guan Yunheng groaned because of the headache.

"..." The crying sounded like a gust of wind and rain, coming and going quickly, and there were intermittent sobbing sounds in the room.

Qin Yue saw that it was almost the same, and said: "We just want to know the reason. Where are the other missing sculptures?"

Maitreya Buddha statue, you look at me, I look at you, and finally a Buddha statue with flowers slowly moved out of it.It stretched out its hand towards Qin Yue, as if signaling him to come closer.

Qin Yue stretched out his hand and did as he did.

After a while, he opened his eyes, with a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth, "What kind of peerless oolong is this!"

Wei Zhixiang leaned over, "What's the matter? Why?"

"They thought Shen Sifang would die after he finished the sculpture."

"Huh? What does this mean? I don't understand."

"Probably because Mr. Shen intended to make that sculpture his last work, and then the spirits misunderstood his meaning. Whenever the sculpture was nearing completion, they hid it for fear that he would die."

Presumably because Shen Sifang created them, they regard him as their father and worry about his life and death like their children.

After knowing the truth, Wei Zhixiang couldn't laugh or cry: "This is really, really..."

Guan Yunheng hummed: "It's like a group of children who are still babbling and worrying about their family's livelihood. They are so busy! Bored! Go back, Qin Yue, what time is it now?"

"...Well, even so, I should explain them clearly."

"hurry up!"

So Qin Yue spent half an hour to let the elves understand that according to Shen Sifang's current physical condition, there is absolutely no problem in living another seventeen or eight years.

When they came out, everyone was dumbfounded.

"Teacher Shen is probably the kind of ordinary person with thin spiritual power. Because it is too weak, it is almost negligible, so I didn't notice it in time. But when he was extremely focused, the spiritual power played a role, and gradually gave birth to these spooky."

Guan Yunheng: "According to what you said, Shen Sifang created a lot of things unconsciously, not including those that have been sold or collected by museums and art galleries."

"It looks like that. But that doesn't mean every finished product will be like that."

"A person who has lived to such an old age really doesn't know anything about his own abilities?" Guan Yunheng couldn't believe it.

"Probably. In fact, people like Shen Sifang are the majority. For various reasons, they may not realize their true abilities for the rest of their lives, and then live their lives like ordinary people."

Guan Yun frowned, showing a puzzled expression, "Isn't this very miserable, obviously living an extraordinary life, but living a mediocre life. I'm not saying that Shen Sifang is an exception."

Qin Yue shook her head disapprovingly, "Every meal is life. Do you think it is miserable to do nothing? How is it compared to me now?"

"Miserable." Guan Yunheng paused for a moment, and then said, "I mean the former. As for you, you were a little bit miserable before, but don't you have me now?"

"..."

Qin Yue felt that if the person who said this was not Guan Yunheng, he would probably slap the other person in the face, then turn around and walk away cursing.

But when Guan Yunheng spit out such arrogant remarks, he seemed to be more tolerant.Especially when looking at the other party's shining eyes, he actually felt quite reasonable.

"What? Do you have a different opinion?" The man didn't feel anything wrong, but looked at him strangely.

"No. To a certain extent, yes." I really couldn't bear to say anything to hurt the other party.

Unexpectedly, Guan Yunheng was not very satisfied with this answer, "What do you mean... Hey, Qin Yue, what do you mean by that?"

"It's nothing. Don't say good things twice!"

*********

In the early morning of the next day, because there were other arrangements, the program team said goodbye to Xiaomi early and left Linqiong Bamboo Sea.

Since Shen Sifang got up later than usual today, the assistant unlocked the door of the blue tile room first.After entering, he went straight to Shen Sifang's studio and opened the window for ventilation according to the teacher's habit. Unexpectedly, he accidentally stepped on a few sticks of bamboo piled crookedly on the ground.

"It was cleared up yesterday." He muttered to himself, bending down to pick up those seemingly inconspicuous bamboo materials.

When it was turned to the front, his eyes opened wide suddenly, and he looked and looked again and again.Finally, he stumbled and ran to the small building where everyone lived, and shouted loudly: "Teacher, teacher! All the works you lost before are back!!"

"All come back...what do you mean?" Shen Sifang was walking slowly up the stairs with the support of Xiaomi.

"It's not only those who disappeared yesterday, but even those who disappeared a few months ago are back!"

Shen Sifang stroked his beard, a little in disbelief.

"It's true, teacher, you will find out when you go and have a look with me!"

Entering the studio, several assistants were amazed by the pile of lost and recovered sculptures.

"Teacher, look, is this bamboo forest still haunted?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Shen Sifang looked at the few pieces of clean carvings, and really couldn't understand how the missing things appeared out of nowhere.

After looking through it, he handed the sculpture to the assistant, "Put it in the cabinet and lock it."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to think of something, and looked out the window at the sky, "Have the guests left?"

"gone."

"Oh, that's a pity. I wanted to give that young man something."

"Which one?"

"It's the one named Qin Yue. I always feel that I'm very close to him." Shen Sifang shook his head and said with some regret.

Xiaomi smiled and said: "Hey, teacher, how easy it is to find someone in this society. I have a phone number from the program group here. In addition, public figures like Qin Yue have social platform accounts. Actually, my girlfriend is As his fan, I followed him secretly."

"Oh? Then give me one quickly."

The rest of the assistants: "..." Damn it, not only did this guy behave in front of the teacher, but he was also stuffed with dog food!People work! !

After a while, Qin Yue's fans found an artist follower whose name was not familiar but whose title was broken.

Qin Yue fans: "???"

After some searching, the fans burst into tears, "What kind of physique is Yueyue, that there is such an old artist with both virtue and skill who pays attention to him!"

On the other hand, art lovers, associations, museums and auction houses who follow Shen Sifang have also noticed this change.

"Huh? Strange. Why would Mr. Shen take the initiative to pay attention to a singer? Qin Yue... who is Qin Yue?"

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