Chapter 184: Ladies

Xia Mu took Lin Yi upstairs, his face looked a little tired.

After going up to the second floor and coming to the door of a room, Natsume grabbed the doorknob and looked at Lin Yi with some hesitation: "My dad's current appearance may be a little scary, you should be mentally prepared."

Lin Yi nodded, and Natsume pushed the door open.

Inside the door is a well-decorated room. Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the dark night sky. The windows are half closed, and there is wind blowing from there.

In the center of the room was a big bed, on which lay a middle-aged man, wearing a white nightgown, skinny, and the skin on his entire face seemed to have lost all moisture, making him look a little hideous and terrifying.

As if hearing the sound of the door opening, the middle-aged man on the bed slightly opened his eyes, as if he wanted to look over here, but his eyes were dim and his body was extremely weak, and he was unable to complete even simple movements.

"Dad, this is the friend I told you about. Maybe he has a solution." Natsume stepped forward, looked at his father who was lying on the bed, and spoke softly.

Here, Natsume doesn't have any arrogance of being the youngest of the Xia family, but only quiet and peaceful, with a bit of worry in his eyes.

"Let me take a look first." Lin Yi stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and placed it on the middle-aged man's arm.

"The pulse condition is disordered, the Qi and blood are deficient, and it looks like he has lost his soul."

Lin Yi squinted his eyes and looked around the whole room.

"How is it?" Natsume looked at Lin Yi nervously.

"When did this symptom start?" Lin Yi got up and asked.

"It probably started a month ago." Natsume sighed: "A few days ago, my dad's health was not as bad as it is now, but this week, his health continued to deteriorate. He...he is only forty-five this year. .”

Now Natsume's father looked like an old man in his seventies and eighties, not at all the appearance of a forty-year-old.

"A month ago, did he eat any food, or get anything?" Lin Yi's eyes fell on the bed, and he could clearly feel the cold air emanating from the body of the person on the bed.

That breath is very cold, silky.

"If you eat, you probably haven't eaten anything, got something..." Natsume frowned, trying to remember, but in the end, she shook her head: "I don't know, because I was studying in Minghai at that time and rarely went home. "

Lin Yi's gaze didn't stop, he scanned the whole room, took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, then Lin Yi stretched out his right hand in the void, quickly pinched one after another spells, and drew arcs in midair Wire.

Immediately, bursts of white mist instantly formed a faint halo in midair, spreading towards the surroundings.

Seeing this scene, Natsume looked suspicious and didn't dare to ask.

The circle of light rotated slightly in mid-air, then spread towards the surroundings, quickly filling the entire room, and then, the circle of light penetrated into the wall, spreading towards a position further outside.

Lin Yi's closed eyes slowly opened, and he turned and walked out of the room.

Seeing this, Natsume hurriedly followed.

All the way up to the third floor, Lin Yi stopped in front of a door at the end of the corridor. This door was different from the other doors in that it was made of aluminum alloy.

"What's in here?" Lin Yi asked.

"This is my father's collection room. He has always liked to collect some calligraphy and paintings. What's wrong?" Xia Mu didn't understand why Lin Yi came to this place suddenly.

"Open the door, the problem should be inside."

Lin Yi just used the secret order of searching for mountains, and felt the cold aura inside the door, and stood outside the door at this moment, frowning slightly.

Natsume didn't dare to hesitate, and opened the door.

Push open the door and walk in.

on the wall inside the door,

There are many calligraphy and paintings hanging on it, and at a rough glance, there are probably dozens of them.

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

In that picture, there are three women painted, one woman lying drunk by the river, holding a wine glass in her hand, the other woman is carrying a basket of clothes, with a charming smile on her face, water in her eyes, and roving eyes. The other woman's face was covered with frost, and her eyes had a strange glazed brilliance.

"How did this painting come about?" Lin Yi stretched out his hand, pointing to the picture of a lady on the wall.

Natsume took a look and thought for a while: "It should be given to my dad by my cousin. He knows that my dad likes to collect these ancient paintings, so he bought one from the market."

"The problem lies in this painting, which is too evil, and..." At this point, Lin Yi stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the painting with his fingers.

Seeing that Lin Yi had only spoken half of what he had said, Xia Mu was a little nervous: "What's wrong? And what."

"The picture in this painting is made of human skin. The dirty things imprisoned in this painting are the cause of your father's illness." At this point, Lin Yi suddenly opened his eyes wide, and turned his head to look outside the door. He said lightly: "Here we come."

Before Natsume could ask anything, he heard footsteps coming from the corridor.

Natsume's expression changed, and the next moment, the door was pushed open from the outside.

"It's you!"

Xia Mu looked at Xia Jie who was standing in front of the door, and his face darkened: "Cousin, I don't know what you want to do at my house so late."

Outside the door, besides Xia Jie standing there, there was an old man.

The old man was a little thin, with an air of indifference all over his body.

Xia Jie glanced at Lin Yi, then looked at Natsume, and said with a half-smile: "Xiamu, your father is my uncle, and your uncle is sick. As a nephew, I must come to see him."

"Besides, you brought an outsider to the house at such a late hour. What do you want to do? Could it be that you want to force your father to make a will so that you can get more property smoothly?" Xia Jie grinned .

"What do you mean?" Natsume squeezed his fist.

Xia Jie shook his head: "What can I mean, just to be honest, this guy came from a wrong place, and just got into a fight with Huang Longji, how can I allow such a dangerous person to come into contact with uncle."

"He is my friend, you are not welcome in my family now, you get out!"

Natsume already felt that the visitor was not kind, and Xia Jie alone was fine, but when Natsume looked at the old man beside Xia Jie who had been silent all this time, he felt a little flustered in his heart.

"You gave this painting, right?" Lin Yi didn't even look at Xia Jie, but looked at the old man beside him: "There is a resentful spirit sealed in the painting, and I want to use the resentful spirit to stealthily People were killed? A good way."

"Even if you know, so what can you do?" The old man looked at Lin Yi with indifferent eyes: "At first, I was thinking that if the magic medicine fell into the hands of Yiwanggu, it would be a little troublesome to get it back, but I didn't expect it , it will actually be in your hands now."

The old man sniffed his nose, showing an intoxicated expression: "The fragrance of the magic medicine is really fascinating."