Mr. Yang Liu is a peculiar painter who specializes in painting dead people. As long as he draws the pictures, you can know all the things of the dead. But those who know everything about the deceased’s life, if they have greed in their hearts, they will be punished. Because he possesses this kind of supernatural power that ordinary people don’t have, everyone calls him a psychic painter.
“Ring~Ring~Ring” The phone on the table was ringing. Mr. Yang Liu picked up the phone and slowly said: “Hello, I am the artist Yang Liu, may I ask if you are Who?”
“Hello, sir, my name is Song De. I have a thousand-year-old corpse. I want you to make a painting for it. You can come to my work now. Is the room coming?” Song De on the phone said in a hasty tone.
Mr. Yang Liu hesitated and said, “What kind of ancient corpse? Do you want to know how it died? Or do you want to know what happened to it?” Mr. Yang Liu kept asking .
Song De smiled on the phone and said, “Sir, you’ll know if you come here first. Let’s talk about the general details when we meet.”
It may be curiosity, Mr. Yang Liu agreed to Song De, and he drove his car to Song De’s studio. Along the way, Mr. Yang Liu’s heart was uneasy, but his head was excited. Because it was the first time to paint an ancient corpse, I thought it was a wonderful thing. He also wanted to know what happened to this corpse that led to its death. But Mr. Yang Liu is also very clear in his heart that painting a portrait of an ancient corpse is not a simple matter. If the secret is revealed, it will surely bring disaster. In the time for a cup of tea, Mr. Yang Liu was almost at Song De’s studio, and he saw Song De already standing outside the door to greet him. Mr. Yangliu took the drawing tools from the back seat and got out of the car, walking towards Song De outside the door unhurriedly.
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“Hello, sir, I am Song De, please follow me upstairs.” Song De said with a slight smile. Helping Mr. Yang Liu take the tools and respectfully make a please gesture, Mr. Yang Liu followed Song De upstairs.
There is a corpse in the middle upstairs. Mr. Yang Liu slowly walked to the corpse, and when he saw the corpse, he made a sound of amazement, because the ancient corpse in front of him was not decayed at all. Although it had been dead for thousands of years, it was like a living person just asleep. Like, smooth skin, pressed with a finger, elasticity, delicate and flowery face, plus a red robe, the body looks like a god, if you say a dead person, it is better to say a beautiful beauty is sleeping .
Mr. Yang Liu turned around and said, “How long has it been since the coffin was opened, and how did you get it.”
Song De He replied: “It’s been more than ten days. I don’t know what to say. Actually, I’m buying and selling antiques. This ancient corpse is also from a friend.I bought it. I think this ancient corpse is a good product. It hasn’t been oxidized for so long after opening the coffin. There must be a better discovery there. I don’t want to possess this ancient corpse, I just want to see it. What better baby is there, I will give the body to the country, please don’t worry too much, sir. “
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“Oh~ I know, I will stay here alone to paint tonight, you are not allowed to disturb me” Mr. Yang Liu finished and signaled Song De and so on He left and stayed alone in the studio.
The next morning, Song De came to the studio early and went upstairs to see Mr. Yang Liu holding a stack of drawings, as if Just waiting for him. Song De took the drawings with a smile, and couldn’t wait to read them one by one. After reading them in less than half an hour, Song De said with a weird smile: “Sir, this time is really too good. Thank you for your help. “After speaking, he walked to the ancient corpse and smiled secretly. Mr. Yang Liu didn’t say much, but said to Song De, “The heart grows greed and will be retributed.” “Turning around and taking his tired body away.
The next day, someone in the studio called Mr. Yang Liu and said that Song De was dead. Mr. Yang Liu rushed to work immediately after listening. He came to the upstairs and Song De died violently. His death was terrifying and tragic. The ancient corpse beside him was no longer a stunning beauty, lying there like dry wood. Mr. Yang Liu didn’t react much, as if It had been expected that this would happen a long time ago, and everyone was terrified. Only Mr. Yang Liu walked to Song De’s body and squatted down slowly, opened his firmly clenched fist, and picked up a gray-white bead in his fist. He looked at it, then put it in the mouth of the ancient corpse, muttering in his mouth: “The heart is greedy, and it will be retribution. “
It is said that this is a fixed soul bead, which can prevent the soul of the dead from dissipating, preserve the body, and play an antiseptic effect. But once the beads leave the body, the body will be weathered and dried. So ancient The corpse did not rot for thousands of years, as if the living people depended on this soul fixation pearl. Song De knew that there was such a good treasure in the body, so he became greedy and wanted to occupy the soul fixation pearl, but he received revenge from the undead and died. br/>