The skinny parents were not at home, and it was much easier for the two of us to talk.

I directly opened the painting of Ye Zhengyi and told the story of Ye Zhengyi to the skinny son.

The focus of this is, of course, the original painting that is enough to attract the beauty of the people.

The skinny expression was not right, the woman staring at the picture looked at half-naked and did not make a sound, and looked like he was seriously listening to my story, but I could feel his absent-mindedness.

"The painting has changed since then."I can only "spoiler" in advance, and tell the skinny about this key turning point.

The skinny man was not surprised, “changed?”

“Hmm.This guy, do you remember?”I asked.

The skinny looked at me doubtfully.

"It is the one who raised the ghost, the first person who raised the ghost, the master who asked, or the grandfather of the real man."I added.

The thin man suddenly became aware.

“It was his reincarnation.He killed Ye Zhengyi and forced the ghost of Ye Zhengyi to change the painting.The beauty picture now doesn't have the same effect as it used to be.”

“What about the other paintings?”The skinny will be painted.

"Only this one, which is also the most important painting."I considered that there was no spirit of argument, but ready to guide the thin son and let him imagine the power of the painting.

“The rest burned?You seem to have said... the people of Auli Leaf have found this person, and the paintings left... is the water park?There’s a picture of a river...” the skinny man said as he wanted.

I was surprised, but I was immediately remembered by the skinny words.

The files of Auli Leaf are placed in the home, and now they cannot be consulted on the road, but the memory of the skinny is not wrong.Ye Zhengyi's painting is not only a beautiful picture with magical power.Among the commissions handled by Ao Ye, one of them was triggered by Ye Zhengyi's painting, which is not a beauty map, but a river map.

I am a bit annoyed.

Seeing Xu Tiancheng, Yao Nie and Ye Zhengyi, and listening to Ye Zhengyi talk about those things that were available, I forgot this detail.

Ye Zhengyi did not know whether he had a heart or not, and told me that he would only draw a picture of beauty.

I frowned and doubted Ye’s life.I didn’t fully believe him, but now I’m just more vigilant.

“Only the beauty map.All he told me was beauty.The other paintings, he did not mention.The one who loses his power should also be a beauty picture.”I said to the skinny, "These paintings could have come true, but they can't do it now."After the changes, it wasn't amazing before."

The thin man nodded, “That, Chico, you mean...”

Let this painting be restored.After that, I will let Ye Zheng one else draw another painting.This is the base.This foundation is in our hands.”I solemnly said.

“What is this going to do?”The skinny man scratched his head, “You made me approve that this picture is all true, I can understand.”Let’s talk about mastering...”

“There’s a lot of ghost stories like that, isn’t there?”

"There are a lot of ghost stories in the picture."The skinny thought, “But what do you say you have mastered... this...”

He picked up the painting in his hand.

The woman in the painting is indeed very rhyming, and she already has the feeling of calling out.But that's just feeling.Getting her out really is not easy.The ability to control Ye Zhengyi is even more difficult.

“Well.You said that Ye Zhengyi had modified this picture.And Liu Yan forced ... Liu is a very powerful character...” The skinny son seems to have suddenly inspired, “This ability is in many ghost stories.”The artist controls the picture.But there are also counter-eating stories . . .

I heard the skinny man talking to himself, a flash of light in his head.

All I know is all that I told me.A famous painter in history, a well-known painter in the spiritual circle, a person who is full of thinking about mountains and beautiful people, suddenly studied history, pulled the old bottom of the willow, and also had a deep understanding of the so-called taboos.

The more I think, the more I can’t resist my imagination.

This is not necessarily true, but it is undoubtedly what we need now.

I thought about it again and again, or did I say to the skinny son, “Is it possible that Ye Zhengyi is no longer the one?”

As soon as I spoke, the skinny man froze.

“Ye Zhengyi, information should also be available on the Internet.”I pulled out my phone.

Fortunately, the communication had been restored, and the Hadment was gone, and the ghost kings did not seem to be ready to kill by this means.

I searched the Internet without hesitation, and Ye Zhengyi's information was exposed in front of us.

The first thing that comes into view is the painting of Ye Zhengyi, but it is not a beautiful picture, but a landscape painting.

The name of the painting is "Peach Blossom River", which is not clear in the picture.According to the picture, a photo was taken by a tourist.Original paintings and reproductions, stored data, are lost.This is still the lost painting of the Minqing Museum, just last month, when the museum building renovation, the collection, only to find a painting, the record can not be found.Or the museum staff have some memories of this, and have worked hard to determine the name of the lost painting and raise relevant records from the public, but the recovered information is very limited.

The picture made me feel very familiar.

Looking at the picture, my memory gradually appeared.

What they are investigating is this picture.At that time, the painting also had a strange phenomenon, and you could see the body floating in the river, and the blood was like the reflection of peach petals and peach blossoms.

The painting was burned by green leaves.

The painting should have been burned.

Ye Zhengyi became a ghost, investigated the matter of Liu Zhen, but did not care about his own works?

The story that was originally intended to make it easier for thin people to use their abilities now seems to touch on the truth.

I looked at the beauty again, and my mind began to think nonsense.

“Doesn’t he have a bit of a man like that cartoonist?”The skinny said.

“It should be different.”I also searched for the information of Taohua River, and the relevant content found was also related to the museum news just now.

For information about Ye Zhengyi and his paintings, the museum did not collect much, but the historical materials about Peach Blossom River were turned out by reporters.These items can be found in the museum's collection.I don't know if it was really a reporter, or whether the museum specifically searched for these basic information in order to find the intelligence of the painting.

The original site of Taohua River is in the city of Minqing, and there has been a terrible war in history, and the corpses are everywhere.The ship of the morcasion was lit directly on the Peach Blossom River and burned one of them.The river was later landfilled and disappeared from the map.But before it disappeared, there were many water ghost legends in the area.The ancients also recorded several related stories and passed down them.But the content and ordinary water ghost stories are similar, and there is no distinctive feature.

“It’s not going to happen, is it?”The skinny immediately opened his rich association.

I did not attach.

I think my previous imagination was just imagination.Ye Zhengyi concealed his situation, but many of the things he said should be true.What he hides is what he is capable of.

Not drawing beauty, not imagining people.

His paintings should be able to restore the spiritual events that have occurred in history.

The River Peach is one such work.

It may not be a restoration of history, but a spiritual event that retains reality.

I am a bit uncertain.

Intuition tells me that no matter what his ability is, there must be a record of the truth about taboos and about Liu Xun.