Gu Ye smiled, "There is indeed a spirit attached to it. She was detained in this painting. She wanted to leave but couldn't get rid of it. She was also a pitiful person."

Mr. Yu said interestedly: "Oh? I hope to hear it carefully."

"A thousand years ago, a corrupt official in the local area wanted to give his boss a birthday gift. He heard that his boss loved calligraphy and painting, but he didn't know how to do it himself, so he found a scholar to write. The scholar was arrogant, so he naturally didn't listen to him. He sent someone to arrest the scholar's family and threatened him. The scholar had no choice but to paint it." Gu Ye looked at the woman in red on the painting, "The scholar painted a woman in a fairy country, pretending to be a good girl and secretly went out for a date, waiting for her lover in the mountains, implicitly mocking the corrupt official as a bitch and had to set up a archway, and in the end he couldn't wait for anything and could not get it."

Mr. Yu suddenly realized, "No wonder this painting has no inscriptions or signatures. That scholar is disdainful."

"How do you know so clearly?" The young man who was pushed away by Gu Ye just now asked in a bad tone: "Who knows if you are making up stories to bluff people?"

Gu Ye raised his eyebrows and showed off, "Because I am smart and talented, I will empathize with you, can you?"

The young man stared at Gu Ye with envy and hatred. He really didn't have this talent, "Then you still haven't explained why she lived."

Gu Ye's face turned cold, "This is also a tragedy that is inhumane. In order to prevent the painting from fading, the corrupt official added corpse oil to the paint and used a secret method to specially modulate it."

Everyone present changed their faces. There were indeed many such inhuman things in ancient times, and many people used people as sacrifices. I didn't expect that such things could be encountered in this painting.

"For a thousand years, this painting has not changed a little in a thousand years. The girl in the painting feels human emotions because of her long-term contact with what she takes from living people, and gradually becomes spiritual. In addition, she is surrounded by resentful corpse oil, so she can't escape and can't even leave." Gu Ye asked seriously: "Can't you feel her despair?"

Very good. Gu Ye understands their expressions, they can't feel them.

"Your talent..." Gu Ye didn't want to continue talking. Everyone understands the meaning, it's so terrible!

Gu Ye swept his face and the young man wanted to find it back, "This matter is easy to solve, just get rid of this spirit."

"It won't be eliminated," another master was quite kind-hearted. "The world is not where she should stay, so it's better to send her to reincarnate. Being a spiritual consciousness is not easy, and being reincarnated is the greatest kindness to her."

Gu Ye laughed, "Why did you decide for the sake of others? Have you ever considered the opinions of this young lady?"

"There is a difference between yin and yang. She cannot survive in this world. This is for her own good."

"Then why not ask this young lady what she thinks." Gu Ye stretched out a finger and gently buckled the glass twice, "Miss, if you don't show up again, they will kill you."

As everyone was focusing on attention, the woman in the painting finally moved. The beautiful woman in red put down her things and bowed to Gu Ye Yingying. Every move was beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

Gu Ye pointed at her and asked everyone, "Look, how sensible, are you a group of big men willing to kill them?"

An old man advised earnestly: "She is a spirit, not a human. If she has the opportunity, she can become a demon. Not doing bad things now does not mean not doing bad things in the future. Letting her reincarnate is not killing her. You young, don't be tempted by her beauty/temptation."

Gu Ye sighed, "Old man, you have to ask the person involved if you want to be reincarnated or not. Miss, do you want to be reincarnated?"

The woman in the painting shook her head. The spiritual consciousness she had finally gained was that if she was reincarnated, she would no longer be herself.

Gu Ye narrowed his eyes, "Can you play the pipa?"

Even though the person in the painting didn't understand why he asked this, he still nodded.

"Then can you sing and dance?"

The person in the painting nodded again.

"Can you come out and get me an umbrella when it rains?"

The person in the painting was stunned for a moment and nodded again.

"Can you help me get takeout when I'm hungry?"

The person in the painting couldn't understand what takeaway was. Thinking that it was probably a errand, she nodded again.

Gu Ye snapped his fingers, "Okay! That's all! From now on, you will be my number one elf. I will save you from the painting. You will serve me for eighty years. How about it?"

Gu Ye's words immediately caused an uproar, "You are crazy, raising ghosts and spirits is forbidden!"

Gu Ye ignored them at all, took out a small porcelain bottle, took out a cinnabar pen, and drew a talisman on the glass. The beauty in the red in the painting finally came out of the talisman and was put into the porcelain bottle in the blink of an eye. Gu Ye curled the corner of his mouth, clenched the porcelain bottle, and looked at everyone with a provocative look, "Whether to raise it depends on my mood."

"There is a difference between human spirits. You kid, don't commit evil to yourself!"

"Crazy! If you don't listen to advice now, something will happen sooner or later!" Several masters present shook their heads and sighed, as if they had expected that Gu Ye would be killed by this woman in the near future.

Gu Ye looked at Old Yu and Old Tang who had not spoken, "Is this matter resolved?"

Old Yu looked at the painting and said regretfully: "Oh, if the person is gone, the soul of this painting will be gone."

Gu Ye refused to laugh. At this time, the old man was actually feeling sorry for his paintings.

"It's a destiny to meet it," Mr. Yu took the key and opened the glass shield, took out the scroll inside, rolled it up and put it in the box, "You take away the person, take the painting away too."

Gu Ye asked nervously: "Then, can I pick another one to take away?"

Old Yu was amused, "Choose, I'm happy today, I'd like to choose two more." Old Yu attached himself to Gu Ye's ear and whispered: "I secretly tell you that there is a most precious treasure hidden in it. Most people can't pick it out, it depends on your eyes."

Gu Ye's eyes lit up, "I'm so rude to say that. My dad likes your words very much. He is about to have his sixtieth birthday. I'm here this time. I wanted to ask you to give him a few words to his birthday gift, but I didn't expect to make a lot of money! Hahaha~"

"Okay, go and choose!" Old Yu patted Gu Ye's shoulder. Gu Ye went upstairs in the eyes of everyone's jealousy and wanted to bite people.

After invited several other masters to the tea room, Mr. Tang said: "I didn't expect that after so long, I finally picked out one with aura. I don't stick to the rules, have knowledge, and have courage. It seems that I can withstand pressure."

Old Yu nodded and smiled, "It's a pity that it's too small and difficult to convince the public. It will be of great use if you grow up a few years. In order to choose people for you, I'll give you three paintings in vain."

"You can do it," Old Tang touched his beard and said in a slight manner: "It's obvious that you like that child and are willing to give it to him, but I don't know you yet?"

At this time, Gu Ye had already walked around Old Yu's study. He could see spiritual energy on this calligraphy and painting. Old Yu's calligraphy was majestic. Each one was worthy of treasure and wanted every one. After walking around, Gu Ye couldn't find the treasure that Old Yu said. He walked to the window and happened to see Yu Ze standing outside the door. Gu Ye stood upstairs and shouted: "Mr. Yu!"

Yu Ze looked up and saw Gu Ye wave to him with a smile on his face, signaling him to come!

Yu Ze paused and he really went up.

Gu Ye asked in a low voice: "Old Yu said there is a treasure hidden in it. Can you tell me which one is it?"

"Have he even told you this?" Yu Ze's mouth curled up, "Has anyone ever said that your temperament is very likable?"

Gu Ye waved his hand, "No, but many people say I am a ghost and crazy."

Yu Ze frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "That's because they are stupid and have no knowledge."

"Yes, I think so." Gu Ye raised his hand and signaled Yu Ze to come and hit the high, which is really the same as the heroes.

Yu Ze looked at Gu Ye's face that was approaching in front of him, and was slightly ecstatic. Through the window, the sunset had already shone. Gu Ye's fair cheeks were dyed with a thin layer of powder by the sunset. The long eyelashes flashed like two cute little fans with his bright smile. They looked delicate like a doll, but their temperament was like a glass of strong and strong wine. The timids dared not approach them and dared to taste them. They got drunk first when they touched themselves.

Yu Ze reached out his hand and fulfilled Gu Ye's wish. He gently patted him with his palm. Looking at Gu Ye's happy look, he also smiled, "The treasure he mentioned is that he thinks he is a treasure, and it seems to be of no value to others."

At this time, Gu Ye's eyes suddenly fell on a painting in the corner, and his eyes couldn't move away. This painting was obviously one size smaller than other painting papers. Without the inscription, a thick blood-stained broken sword was inserted into the devastated desert. The wind and sand were rustling around, and the sky was vast. The broken sword was left here, which should have given people a sense of desolation, but the painting gave people a sense of domineeringness. Who else was the sharpness of me was coming to my face. Even if it was broken, it still did not retain its sharpness. Gu Ye suddenly thought of the ghost general sitting in Yu Ze's car. How similar was the feeling of this painting to him?

Gu Ye couldn't help but touch the painting, "This painting is so handsome. What kind of mind should the person who paints this painting have? I want to fall in love with him, this! I want this!"

Gu Ye excitedly moved the stool, climbed up to take the painting off and took it away. He was already impressed by Mr. Yu, and decided to go to Mr. Yu to find Mr. Yu later and ask the old man to give him a word.

Yu Ze raised a finger and poked Gu Ye's waist twice, "This is my sixteen-year-old graffiti, it's not worth it, do you really want it?"

The author has something to say: Gu Ye: "I'm sorry, the previous sentence doesn't count!"

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Yesterday’s comment section was full of talents. I was going to lose my job by writing this joke. It’s so funny, hahahahahahahaha, read it and laugh it out.

I got up and had a meal and wrote about the update tomorrow. I would go to the mountain with my friends on Monday and write the manuscript in advance. Can I really write it out? Regarding the price of this courtyard, I suddenly wanted to say goodbye to everyone. A supplier I knew in the company. Once at dinner, he said that their family was in a lawsuit because they lived behind the □□, which was very close. A few years ago, his two uncles each sold their yard tens of millions of yuan. Now the price has increased and I regret it. If there is no house, I come to his father to grab it. So I started to file a lawsuit. The court gave an appraisal of a small courtyard of 120 million yuan. I was wondering, why are your family so rich and you still have to go to work!!!

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