Chapter 361 There is a ghost in the painting
Time is fast approaching the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Yang Fan secretly replenishes the fruits on the mountain. For example, she does not replenish the fruits that have been out of season for too long, but she does not replenish the fruits that are in season. I quietly made up for it.
"Master, what are your fruits?"
The old men who come to help on time every day look at the grape racks full of grapes hanging on the grape racks that were left yesterday, and they are a little confused. He looked at Yang Fan.
In order to stay here for long-term and stable cultivation, these old men want to rent a house here, some even want to buy land, and want to build a Taoist temple in this village.
But this was stopped by Yang Fan. If he wanted to come to the village to practice, he could just stay in a B&B. If there was no room in the B&B, he could just set up a tent outside or go camping in the mountains.
If they start this way, people from so many Taoist temples and so many sects and aristocratic families across the country will know how good this place is, and they will all flock here to seize the villagers’ residences and turn the good villages into cultivation places. It went against her original intention of developing the village.
So it is okay to come here to practice, but you must not disturb the normal life of ordinary people.
A few old men could only be obedient and gave up the idea of building a separate temple here. They could only tell the disciples in the Taoist temple to let them come here quietly in batches. They could not destroy this place. Tell people from other Taoist temples or sects about the matter.
If other Taoist temples read the news on the Internet and find it themselves, they must also abide by Yang Fan's rules.
There was too much gossip, but after all, the old man who had been living in the village for several days looked at Yang Fan in shock and confusion at the sudden increase in fruits in the orchard.
Can the aura here keep fruits and vegetables producing?
Facing their shocked and puzzled looks, Yang Fan explained seriously, "This is God's gift to us."
A few old men:? ? ?
"Okay, stop worrying about this problem and get to work quickly," Yang Fan glanced at his phone, "There are hundreds of kilograms of fruit that have to be sent out today. I will send the details to Su Chunyang. It’s on WeChat, don’t make a mistake.”
After she finished speaking, she sent the fruit details to Su Chunyang's WeChat account. Although everyone is now advancing with the times, Su Chunyang, as the youngest among several old men, is the one who plays the smart phone the most.
The old men quickly divided the labor and started working separately.
While they were working, they also weighed the fruits they sent out to the customers who bought them.
Xiao Lin was guarding the canteen, while Yan Qing and Tang Yuanyuan were guarding the B&B to receive tourists who wanted to tell fortunes or meet their relatives.
Yang Fan was not idle either. He took Fu Cancan and Qiao Ci'an to the city to look at the materials for her house renovation, and helped the client deal with some minor troubles along the way.
They were a young couple who had just been married. They went to Shangyuan Village two days ago and Qiao Cian noticed that they were haunted by ghosts.
"Master, is there anything wrong with our house?" Tao Yinan held the hand of her husband Zhang Wenxuan, nervous and scared.
This is the wedding house that their parents spent so many years of savings to buy for the couple. They have just moved in, so don’t really let anything go wrong.
Yang Fan glanced at the house. It was a house of about 130 square meters with four bedrooms, two living rooms, one kitchen and two bathrooms. It faced north and south. There were also 囍 characters on the wall, proving that the couple had just gotten married not long ago.
As soon as you enter the door, there is the living room on the left, the dining room on the right, and the kitchen inside.
The door faces a long corridor, with four bedrooms and bathrooms on both sides of the corridor.
There is a painting hanging on the wall at the end of the aisle. It is a cartoon. In the painting, a young couple wearing wedding photos are cuddling together. At first glance, they look like Zhang Wenxuan and Tao Yinan. The two people’s cartoon wedding photos are the same.
Yang Fan saw the painting at a glance. Qiao Cian followed and looked around the house before fixing his eyes on the painting.
"Master, there is something wrong with that painting." Qiao Cian pointed at the painting and said.
Tao Yinan and his wife were confused. Is there anything wrong with that painting?
"Master, is there anything wrong with that painting?" Zhang Wenxuan asked.
Fu Cancan stared at the painting curiously. At first glance, there was nothing wrong with the painting, but if he kept staring, he felt as if the woman in the painting was looking at her.
Inexplicably weird. Qiao Cian: "There is a ghost in that painting."
There is a ghost in the painting!
The young couple were so frightened that they hugged each other. In fact, Tao Yinan wanted to hug Yang Fan or Qiao Cian more, as they seemed safer.
Unlike her husband, he was also trembling with fear.
But even though he was afraid, Zhang Wenxuan held Tao Yinan tightly in his arms in a protective posture.
Zhang Wenxuan was frightened and stuttered as he spoke, "Master... this painting was given to me by my former college roommate. The ghost on it is... is..."
Yang Fanzhuan She glanced at him with a bit of sympathy in her eyes, "That ghost is your former male roommate."
Zhang Wenxuan:! ! ? ? ?
Yang Fan looked away and glanced at Qiao Cian. The latter nodded to indicate that he understood. He walked to the picture and took out a piece of talisman paper from his pocket and pasted it on the girl's face.
"Ah!" A sharp explosion came from the painting.
Fu Cancan subconsciously covered his ears. The ghost's scream was really unpleasant, the sound was like a duck.
Zhang Wenxuan and his wife hugged each other even tighter, there really is a ghost!
Qiao Cian pinched the talisman and pulled it out, and a male ghost was grabbed out of it and pulled out by his hair.
No one else can see it except Yang Fan.
Fu Cancan could only see ghosts at Yang Fan's house, and could no longer see ghosts after he came out.
Yang Fan quickly drew a talisman and scattered it in the air. The next second, Fu Cancan and Zhang Wenxuan saw the ghost in Qiao Cian's hand.
"Ahhh! Let me go! My hair!"
The male ghost is Zhang Wenxuan's roommate. She is wearing a white dress like a wedding dress. She has a slender figure, long hair, and exquisite and beautiful makeup.
If it weren't for the voice that sounded like a drake's throat, it would be hard to tell that he was a man.
"Stop screaming, you damn bitch!" Qiao Cian shook his hair away with some disgust, and took out the copper coin sword in his pocket. If he dared to scream, he would kill him directly.
Zhang Wenxuan’s roommate:...
The threat of force is very effective, and the unpleasant scream disappears in a second.
Bang bang bang!
Fu Cancan applauded Qiao Cian's performance.
Zhang Wenxuan and his wife looked at each other with hesitant expressions. Do they want to join in the applause?
Thinking about it, the couple followed Fu Cancan in applauding Qiao Cian.
“Brother Xuan~save me~”
The duck's voice was repeated a thousand times, making people's scalp numb and goosebumps all over their bodies. Yang Fan and Fu Cancan immediately fell in love.
His uncle is so disgusting!
The hand of Qiao Cian who was nearest was holding the copper coin sword. He wanted to chop it down and cut off this dead duck's head.
Zhang Wenxuan froze on the spot, Tao Yinan stared at him, gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't you say there is no relationship between the two of you?"
My personal Qingtian master , there really is nothing to do between them! Zhang Wenxuan screamed injustice in his heart.