I finally fell into my own hands

Hei Hei came from the snowstorm and entered the house with a cold body.He carefully protected the painting in his arms along the way, so as not to let the wind and snow get wet.

Xu Fang turned his head and looked at the ghost in Xue Guangzhong who was holding a painting scroll and wearing a fox mask, and said in a cold and crisp voice, "Do you have an appointment?"

Hei Hei also answered confidently: "No."

Xu Fang glanced at the ghost, knowing that the other party was a big boss he couldn't afford to offend, but he remained calm and said, "Then please go back."

Hei Hei was calmer than him, and put the scroll on the table: "I'm sure you're interested in a commission."

After a moment of confrontation, facing a ghost of this level, it is impossible to say that Xu Fang is not afraid at all, but he has the airs of a soul repairer, so he must hold it well.

"Sorry, the appointment is already scheduled for next year. All ghosts are waiting to be reincarnated. The rule here is that you are not allowed to jump in line."

Hei Hei wanted to laugh when he heard this, the bright flag...

"Old Xu, I'm not asking you to jump in line for me, but to work overtime."

Xu Fang: "..." This ghost is really powerful, not only familiar, but also thick-skinned.

Hei Hei saw the slight change in the other party's face, and smiled lightly: "Don't refuse in a hurry, really, you have to look at this painting before making a decision."

"Wait for me to turn off the fire."

Xu Fang sighed helplessly, submissive to the fierce ghost who came into the room, slowly went to the stove to turn off the fire, poured a glass of warm wine by himself, then came back slowly, and unfolded the painting under the light of the snow.

Hei Hei could sense how exciting this face-slapping moment was, and stared intently at Xu Fang's face, for fear of missing a minute or a second.

I saw Xu Fang holding the wine cup in one hand, and spreading out the painting with the other hand, the snow light clearly illuminated the scene in the painting, Xu Fang's eyes widened slightly, his face was pale and his expression froze, he even forgot to breathe.

"This...who copied this?" His voice trembled a little, his body was as tense as a string, but his eyes could not move away from the drawing paper.

Hei Hei looked at him firmly: "I don't think this is a simple copy, but from the original author."

Xu Fang was stunned, and carefully brushed the rice paper with his fingers. The ink was dry, but the paper was still a little soft. One could tell that he had just painted it not too long ago, and that Qi Yunyan lived hundreds of years ago, how could it be...

Is it...!

He raised his head in astonishment, and met Hei Hei's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Qi Yunyan, right?"

Xu Fang only felt a buzzing sound in his head, and waves of strong emotions hit him, making him palpitate for a while.

This feeling is complicated and confusing, like a thought that has been hidden in his heart for many years and grew up with him is suddenly spoken out by an outsider, and told him that this thought is about to come true.

"Senior Qi, hasn't he been reincarnated for so many years?"

Hei Hei sighed: "He had his finger cut off before he was alive, and his obsession with finding his finger is too deep to send him away, so I need your help."

Xu Fang's eyes returned to the painting, his fingers trembled slightly, and his voice was low as if he was talking to himself: "I will take this commission."

As he said that, he carefully flattened the painting, unwilling to leave his eyes, and looked at the missing half for a long time, black and silent, quietly leaning against the door, listening to the sound of falling snow outside the window.

"Brother Gui, take me to find Senior Qi now?"

Hei Hei glanced out of the window: "It's evening, the sky is about to dawn, and the senior has consumed some ghost energy after painting this painting, and temporarily enters a dormant state."

Xu Fang didn't answer, and felt that the next ten hours would be difficult.

"I'll go first, give you an address, come to me tonight."

As soon as the voice fell, Heihei left a line of words on the notepad on the table - No. 83 Liu'an Road.

Xu Fang came back to his senses in a trance: "Brother Gui, did you know me before?"

The ghost who met by chance, even if he asked him to entrust a job, he would not know about the half of "The Picture of Mi Xue in the Evening River Stepping on the Plum Tree" in his bedroom.

Hei Hei had already floated into the corridor without turning his head back: "I came from somewhere else."

While Xu Fang was pondering the meaning of 'elsewhere', Heihei had disappeared into the snowy sky and the gradually thinning night.

……

When Hei Hei rushed back to Liu'an Road, it was already light, he lay down beside Qi Ye with his eyes closed and rested, waiting for the day to completely dawn and disappear.

Qi Ye hasn't slept much since Hei Hei left, and at this moment, he opened his eyes to see Hei Hei, whose presence gradually weakens in Chen Lan.

"Did you go hunting last night?"

Hei Hei lazily shook his head: "I'm hungry, I went to visit an old friend last night."

Qi Ye didn't answer, it was the first time he heard Hei Hei mention friends.

Hei Hei continued: "This old friend will come over tonight. I don't know if I will stay here for dinner. Let's order a takeaway from the hotel first."

Qi Ye was silent for a moment: "I thought your friend was also a ghost."

"He's still alive. He can see ghosts just like you. He's a doctor by profession. He's got breast augmentation, nose augmentation, and double eyelid cutting. If you're not satisfied with anything, go to his clinic and get a discount."

"..." Qi Ye directly ignored the indecency in his words, and extracted useful information. If it was a plastic surgeon: "You asked him to repair the fingers of the senior painter?"

Heihei nodded: "It's already decided, because the senior can't move easily, so he can only come to the door. If there is no accident, it can be carried out tonight... But Senior Qi has been dead for some years, and it may not be easy to repair."

The more antique the ghost, the more difficult it is to repair.

"I've heard from other ghosts before that it's hard to hire a soul-restoring master, you..." Qi Ye originally wanted to ask Hei Hei what price he paid, but realized that this was not something he could casually ask.

Heihei saw his thoughts, smiled and opened a slit: "I'll brush my face."

Qi Ye was speechless, looked at the white fox mask, and asked, do you have face?

"Then have you seen your own face with him?"

Hei Hei said indifferently: "The situation with my face is very complicated. As far as his 20-year skills are concerned, I can't count on him."

Qi Ye didn't answer, but thought in his heart how would he know if he hadn't tried it?

……

Xu Fang was restless that day. Early in the morning, he put up a sign saying he was closed today outside the clinic. He called early to cancel the appointment. After breakfast, he went to get a haircut. Looking for the precious bilingyumu left by the ancestors, and seeing that it was almost noon, he closed the doors and windows and squeezed his fingers in the studio.

He has been doing the job of mending the soul and cultivating the soul since he was a child, but he has never been as careful as this time.

The picture of snowy plums left by the uninvited guest last night has been hung on the wall of his bedroom. He saw two pictures of "Late River Mi Xue Treading Plum Trees", one complete and one incomplete, one new and one old, Xu Fang The corners of his lips curled up unconsciously, and an indescribable sense of satisfaction filled his heart.

Qi Yunyan... What is it like to be able to draw paintings that have an indissoluble bond with him?

Before the sun set, Xu Fang, who had been fidgeting all day long, came to No. 83 Liu'an Road. Before going out, he didn't forget to take a shower, and he came to see the person he admired since childhood with a refreshed mind.

Qi Ye didn't sleep well last night, and has been catching up on sleep in the afternoon. He just woke up when he heard the doorbell. He thought it was a courier delivery. He went to open the door with sleepy eyes and was stunned. There was a well-dressed young man standing outside the door. There were big and small bags in his hands, all wrapped in black cloth, Qi Ye could feel the power of the black cloth.

After being in a daze for a moment, Qi Ye came back to his senses: "Excuse me, is this Mr. Xu?"

Heihei had already greeted him before, and the soul-replenishing master who came to the door was named Xu Fang.

Xu Fang has been single for too long, and he has always looked informal when he took off his white coat. He has rarely dressed up like this, which made him a little cautious: "Yes, it's a bit early, excuse me .”

"Mr. Xu, please come in, you may have to wait for a while."

It's not a little early, it's a little too early, Qi Ye looked at the time, it's only four o'clock in the afternoon, even if the winter is short, it's not enough to come now...

"What's your name?"

"Qi Ye."

Xu Fang noticed that this young man named Qi Ye had a mark of ghost deed on his left middle finger, and he was a little shocked. At such a young age, he can tame the ghost he met last night, but will he be able to pay it back in the future?

But being well-informed, he can also see that although Qi Ye has power hidden in him, it is very weak now, and he is just an ordinary person who can see ghosts.

What exactly did that ghost see in this young man?Xu Fang couldn't figure it out.

While waiting for the dark, Qi Ye briefly talked about how he met Qi Yunyan and what he knew from Hei Hei. Xu Fang listened quietly. Be so nervous.

Qi Ye wanted to take the opportunity to ask the other party if he could heal his dark face, but seeing his uneasy look, he stopped talking, so he decided to wait for Xu Fang to calm down before discussing this matter.

In order to relieve his emotions, Xu Fang smoked cigarettes one after another in the yard. Looking at the night where the smog was getting thicker, he felt a little regretful, his body smelled like tobacco, and the afternoon bath was for nothing.

"Old Xu, why are you here on a blind date?"

Hei Hei came for quite a while, seeing Xu Fang, who had always been calm and unfeeling in his impression, puffing out nervously, he was not willing to interrupt.

In the life he lived, Xu Fang never met Qi Yunyan from the beginning to the end, and the "Late River Mi Xue Treading Plum Blossom Picture" in the bedroom was always just an incomplete decoration. It is a great fortune to mend the severed finger of the senior painter.

Unexpectedly, his unreliable thought would come true in this world.

Xu Fang immediately extinguished the cigarette: "Hey, brother ghost, you are here."

"Senior Qi just woke up, let's go take a look together?"

"Okay..." Xu Fang took a deep breath, his heart was about to jump in his throat, he didn't know why he was so nervous, he was never so nervous even in the college entrance examination.

He may be afraid that he will be disappointed when faced with the spiritual sustenance he has longed for and dreamed of.

Hei Hei saw it in his eyes, and said calmly: "Yes, yesterday I temporarily installed a pair of fingers for senior. Although it is a bit rough, it is very practical. You can see if you want to replace it later."

Xu Fang frowned: "What material?"

Hei Hei: "Probably...flour, eggs, white sugar, butter."

To be honest, he doesn't know what materials are needed to make finger biscuits.

Xu Fang: "...?"

Heihei: "It's just that there are some Halloween finger biscuits left in the refrigerator, so I'll make do with them for seniors."

Xu Fang: "..." He really wanted to dismantle this ghost in front of him and use it as a sewing material.

The two went up to the second floor, and Hei Hei knocked on the door of the study before Xu Fang, only to gently push it open when he heard the sound of please come in.

"Senior Qi, this is the soul-replenishing master I was talking about, Xu Fang."

Qi Yunyan, who was dressed in a moon white shirt, still looked gentle and elegant, nodded and smiled: "Doctor Xu, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Only then did Xu Fang take a step forward, the shirt on Dadongong's back was already wet with sweat, Qi Yunyan looked at him with smiling eyes, Xu Fang's whole portrait was under the immobilization spell, and he was so dazed that he even forgot to greet him.

This senior was born more pure and clear than he imagined, and his faint smile made people feel like a spring breeze, and the whole world was brightened.

Hei Hei bumped into his arm, and he came to his senses: "Senior Qi, it's a pleasure to meet you."