Urban Young Fairy

Natsume took Lin upstairs and looked a little tired.

On the second floor, I came to the front of a room. Natsume grabbed the doorknob and looked at Lin Yi with some hesitation. "My dad may look a little scary now, you are mentally prepared."

Lin also nodded, Natsume opened the door.

Inside the door is a well-decorated room. The huge night sky can be seen outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. The window is closed halfway and the wind blows from there.

In the center of the room is a large bed, a middle-aged man lying on the bed, wearing a white robe, skinny, and the entire face of the skin seems to have lost all the water, it seems a bit horrible.

It seems that I heard the sound of opening the door. The middle-aged man on the bed blinked slightly, seemingly wanting to look at this side, but his eyes were bleak, his body was extremely weak, he simply moved, and he could not finish it.

"Dad, this is the friend I told you, maybe he has a way." Natsume went up and looked at his father in bed, his tone was very light.

Here, Natsume has no one on the body of the Xia family, and some are just quiet and peaceful, with some worries in his eyes.

"I will take a look." Lin also stepped forward and reached out and placed it on the middle-aged man's arm.

"The pulse is disordered, the blood is short, and it seems that it is like losing the soul."

Lin also blinked and looked at the whole room.

"How?" Natsume looked nervously at Lin Yi.

"When did this symptom begin?" Lin also got up and asked.

"Probably started a month ago." Natsume sighed: "My father's body has not been so bad a few days ago, but this week, the body continues to deteriorate, he... he is only forty-five this year. ""

Now Xia's father seems to be clearly a seven-and-a-half old man, and there is no such thing as a forty-year-old.

“A month ago, did he have any food, or what?” Lin’s eyes fell on the bed, and he could clearly feel the chilly air that was transmitted from the body of the bed.

The breath was very cold and silky.

"If you eat, you should haven't eaten anything, get something..." Natsume frowned and tried to think back, but in the end, he shook his head: "I don't know, because I learned in the Ming Dynasty at that time and rarely went home. ”

Lin Yi’s gaze did not stop. He scanned the whole room, took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and then Lin extended his right hand in the void, quickly pinching a lawful decision and crossing the arc in midair. line.

Suddenly, a burst of white mist instantly formed a faint aperture in midair, spreading out to the surrounding area.

Seeing this scene, Natsume eyes were surprised and did not dare to ask.

The aperture is gently rotated in midair, then spreads around, quickly filling the room, and then the aperture penetrates into the wall and spreads out toward the outer position.

Lin also closed his eyes, slowly opened and turned to go outside the door.

Xia eyes saw it and rushed to keep up.

Going up to the third floor, Lin also stopped in front of a door at the end of the corridor. This door is different from the other doors, using an aluminum alloy facade.

"What is the place here." Lin also asked.

"This is my father's collection room. He always likes to collect some calligraphy and paintings. What happened?" Natsume didn't understand why Lin also suddenly came to this place.

"Open the door, the problem should be in it."

Lin also just used the mountain-seeking secret order, and felt the cold atmosphere inside the door. At this moment, standing outside the door, the brow was slightly wrinkled.

Natsume did not hesitate to open the door.

Push the door open and go inside.

On the wall inside the door, there are a lot of calligraphy and paintings, which are roughly seen, and there are dozens of estimates.

Lin also glanced around, and his eyes locked on one of the ladies.

On the picture, three women were painted, one woman was drunk on the riverside, and there was a wine glass in her hand. The other woman was carrying a basket of clothes, a smile on her face, a water in her eyes, a flow of eyes, and a third. A woman is covered with frost, and her eyes are full of strange brilliance.

"This painting, how come." Lin also reached out and pointed at the lady figure on the wall.

Natsume glanced at it and thought for a while: "It should be my cousin who gave it to my dad. He knows that my dad likes to collect these ancient paintings, so he came back from the market."

"The problem is that in this painting, this painting is too suffocating, and..." When it came to this, Lin also stepped forward, reaching out and rubbing his fingers across the picture.

Natsume sees Lin and talks only half, and some nervous: "What? And what."

"The picture of this painting is made of human skin. The dirty things that are banned in this painting are the cause of your father's illness." When it came to this, Lin also suddenly opened his eyes and turned to look outside the door. A touch of opening: "Come."

Not waiting for Natsume to ask something, I heard a footstep and passed from the corridor.

Natsume's face changed, and at the next moment, the door was pushed away from the outside.

"It's you!"

Xia Mu looked at Xia Jie who stood in front of the door~www.wuxiaspot.com~ His face sank: "Cousin, I don't know how late, I still want to do what my family wants."

Outside the door, in addition to Xia Jie standing there, there is an old man.

The old man is a little thin, with an indifferent breath.

Xia Jie looked at Lin Lin, and then looked at Natsume. The skin smiled and said: "Natsume, your father is my sister, you are sick. As a blind man, I always want to see it."

"And, you are so late, still bring an outsider to the house, what do you want to do, is it difficult to force your dad to make a will, so that you can get more property smoothly?" Xia Jie grin .

"What do you mean." Natsume pinched his fist.

Xia Jie shook his head: "I can mean anything, just tell the truth, this guy is not coming right, just hit Huang Huangji, this dangerous person, how can I allow him to contact him?"

"He is my friend, my family doesn't welcome you now, you give me out!"

Natsume has already felt that the arrival is not good, but a Xiajie is okay, but when Natsume looks at the old man who has not spoken to Xia Jie, his heart is a little panic.

"This painting is what you sent." Lin also did not look at Xia Jie, but looked at the old man beside him: "There is a grievance in the painting, and I want to use the spirit of grievances." People kill it? Good means."

"Even if you know how it can be." The old man looked at Lin Yi, his eyes were indifferent: "I was still thinking that if the medicine falls into the hands of Wang Yugu, I want to get it back, I am afraid there is still some trouble, but I can’t think of it. It will be in your hands now."

The old man sniffed his nose and showed an intoxicating look: "The medicinal fragrance of the **** medicine is really fascinating."