Xiao An originally thought that this painting was his grandfather, or a painting left by his ancestors. The painting in this painting was Turtle Ling and his ancestors. But it turned out that the painting was bought by the boss himself. Xiao An asked in surprise

He said "bought it?" and then paused "Where did you buy it from?" After that, Xiao An walked in and looked at the painting. Although the painting skills were average, the paint was very bright, and the red color of the person in the painting was

The lips are as red as real lips.

The boss said, "My craftsmanship is too fashionable. An old man asked me to frame this painting, but I broke it. Look here." After saying this, the boss pointed to a corner of the painting, and there was indeed a strange shape on the corner.

When he saw a small gap of one centimeter, Xiao An frowned, "It's just a small corner, can you just patch it up?"

The boss laughed, "Repairing calligraphy and painting is different from mounting calligraphy and painting. I know how to frame calligraphy and painting, and repair...I really don't know how, and it was also caused by my carelessness. I can't blame others."

Xiao An: "Tell me carefully about the process. What exactly happened?"

The boss looked at the painting and asked, "Is there anything wrong with this painting?"

Xiao An: "It's just possible, please talk about it first."

Boss: "About half a year ago, I can't remember the exact time, an old man came and asked me to frame a painting. I accepted it at that time. The old man repeatedly warned me not to damage the painting.

If you break it, you won’t want it anymore…”

It turned out that after the boss got the painting, the old man told the boss several times not to break the painting, not even at all! The boss also felt strange at the time, thinking that he had never broken a painting before?

So he promised, "Don't worry, uncle, it won't be damaged! Just come and get the goods tomorrow!"

The old man nodded and left. The boss quickly went to the back room to start mounting the painting. To mount the painting, you need to cut the paper first to use as the base of the painting. While cutting the paper, the painting was suddenly blown by the wind, and it was just about time to finish the painting.

The horn blew under the paper that the boss wanted to cut. At this time, the boss made a cut and found that the painting was actually underneath.

His face tightened for a moment, and he took a breath, "Suck! Damn, my skills are too bad!" After saying that, he quickly picked up the painting and found that although it was just a corner, it was still as if the painting had been destroyed!

The boss was worried, but someone had already damaged it, so what should he do? The boss had no choice but to finish the painting first.

Early the next morning, the old man knocked on the door with a bird cage. When he saw the boss looking at him apologetically, the old man frowned and looked at the boss and asked, "What's wrong?"

The boss moved the pancakes he put on the table, opened the framed painting, pointed out the little corner and said, "I'm sorry, sir, I forgot to close the window when I was mounting the painting last night! The wind blew the painting.

, I accidentally cut off a corner of the painting, you see..."

In fact, most people won’t be able to see it unless the boss points it out! The old man looked at the painting and shook his head and said, “It’s a painting, although it’s not valuable, but if it’s missing a corner, I don’t want it!”

When the boss heard what the old man said, he quickly said, "Sir, do you think this is okay? I spent money to buy this painting, do you think this is okay?"

The uncle looked at the boss with a very complicated expression, but finally nodded, "Okay! I'll treat it as selling you the painting. So, your pancake fruit will buy my painting right then and there!"

After hearing this, the boss was stunned and said, "Huh?"

The uncle was not polite, picked up the pancakes and fruits the boss had just bought, turned around and left.

boss

"That's probably what happened. Although this painting is average, it was still my mistake, so I hang it here to warn myself."

Xiao An thought for a while and said to the boss, "Do you know where that uncle lives?"

The boss said, "Well... I don't know, but there is a phone number. I'll find it for you." After saying that, the boss took out an account book and looked through it. After looking through it for a long time, he finally found a phone number. "Oh, I found it. The uncle's surname is Xie.

The phone number is..."

While Xiao An was writing down the numbers, he said, "Hey guys, there are so many people named Xie in the pancake and fruit market!"

The boss said, "It's quite a lot."

After that, Xiao An came out of the boss's shop and called out. After a while, a woman weakly answered the phone and said, "Hello?"

Xiao An: "Hey? Isn't this Mr. Xie's phone number?"

Woman "Yes, you are..."

Xiao An: "I am a friend of Mr. Xie. I have something to ask Mr. Xie."

The woman sighed, "My father passed away the night before yesterday..."

Xiao An asked, "What?" How could it be such a coincidence? I just found the clue, and the person died? Thinking about it, I couldn't just give up, so I said, "Then... can I go to mourn now?" The woman informed Xiao An's address.

, Xiao An found the community the woman mentioned according to the address.

As soon as he entered the community, he saw that the entrance of the community was filled with wreaths, but the names written on them were different. Xiao An couldn't help but frown. The reason for frowning was not because the names written on the wreaths were different, but because Xiao An looked at them.

When we arrived in this community, there were countless ghosts! They came out blatantly.

Now in the courtyard of the community, there are many people lying down or standing, and there are so many of them! The appearance of such a large number of ghosts can be called a night walk of a hundred ghosts! But Xiao An can't directly arrest them all now, after all, there are still

There were strangers enjoying the shade in the yard, and a few old ladies were sitting at the entrance of the corridor chatting.

"Have you heard that Old Han from Building 3 also passed away at noon today!"

"Isn't that right? I don't know what's going on in our community. Four or five people have died in the past few days! How can we get together even if we kill people?"

"Don't talk about it, you two. It's weird. I've been feeling like there's someone around me in the past few days. Do you think there's something unclean that's causing trouble?"

Xiao An ignored the words of the old ladies and went straight to Mr. Xie's home. He found that the mourning hall was at home, and the children of the family were burning paper and kneeling at home. As soon as Xiao An entered, he saw the souls of seventeen or eight ghosts.

He scratched the coffin vigorously! It seemed like he was going crazy! This seemed like he was taking revenge on Mr. Xie!

Xiao An said to a woman dressed in black, "My condolences."

Woman: "Thank you. You are the gentleman who called just now, right?" Xiao An nodded and asked, "What happened? Why is it so sudden?"

The woman said, "I don't know either. My father was gone at dawn. The doctor's death certificate was caused by heart hemorrhage." After saying this, the woman burst into tears. Xiao An comforted her a little, burned a stick of incense, and looked up.

When it was time to take the photos, Xiao An remembered, wasn't this one of the ghosts he had just caught in the Tu Tu Temple? Thinking of this, Xiao An left in a hurry. As soon as he left the community, he found an uninhabited corner and jumped into the sky.

Standing in the sky, releasing his spiritual consciousness, he actually saw this

The number of ghosts around the community has reached thousands!

Thinking about the sudden inability to enter the underworld in recent days, Xiao An felt that something was wrong, so he stood in mid-air and threw out the soul-binding chain, putting away many ghosts together! However, Xiao An's soul-binding chain still has a certain limit. The maximum number of times it can reach each time is

Bind hundreds of ghosts, if you want to catch them

Finished, I'm afraid it will take several times. After thinking about it, I might as well put them all into the Qiankun Ring first, and then put them into the Underworld Station. After that, I sent them to the Qiankun Ring. The soul-binding chain can send hundreds of ghosts into the Qiankun Ring each time.

But I just finished delivering the second chain and I can’t deliver it anymore?

Xiao An quickly looked inside the Qiankun Ring and found that there was still a lot of space inside. At this time, he saw that something was wrong with the ghost on the chain. He looked carefully and found that the ghost was stuck in the mouth of the ring, so he pulled it with his hand and the ghost bone

Xiao An withdrew it and refined it, and the ghosts behind it were able to enter smoothly again.

Xiao An collected them four times and finally collected all the ghosts into the Qiankun Ring. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Xiao An suddenly widened his eyes and said, "That's not right!"

Only then did Xiao An discover that most ghosts do not have ghost bones. What kind of ghosts do not have ghost bones? Naturally, only the ghosts who have entered Fengdu City do not have ghost bones. In other words, these ghosts are all from the underworld.

?Thinking of this, Xiao An became more and more certain that something must have happened in the underworld!

But I can't get in now, and I have no choice but to send these ghosts to the underworld first!

After entering the Underworld Station, Xiao An released all the ghosts. The sky in the Underworld Station was like a charging lamp, getting brighter and brighter. After Xiao An released the ghosts, the originally dark Underworld Station seemed a little warm!

At this time, Xiao An was not sure whether he was warm or not. He was looking for this thing all over the street. At this time, Mao Gui and Xiu Hua saw Xiao An and hurriedly caught up with him and asked, "Boss Zhao, what are you looking for?"

Xiao An "Look for a ghost! Ask him something!"

Mao Gui: "I'm good at this! Who are you looking for?"

Xiao An looked at Mao Gui and said, "Looking for an old man named Xie. He should have killed many people during his lifetime! Can you find him?"

Mao Gui: "When did you come in?"

Xiao An: "Recently!" Xiao An just finished his words, and saw the hairy ghost suddenly running into the group of ghosts. After a while, he carried the old man to Xiao An, "Is this it?"

Xiao An looked at Mao Gui in surprise, "How did you do it?"

Mao Gui said, "Of course it relies on our aquatic tribe's keen observation." After saying that, he put the old man down. The old man looked at Xiao An with a confused look on his face, "Who are you?"

Xiao An directly reached out to explore the old man's memory, but as soon as he reached out, he stopped and asked Mao Gui, "If I directly explore Ya's memory, does it count as using force?"

Mao Gui shrugged, "Of course, forget it. If you want to know its past, you can only let it tell you. If you directly explore its memory, you will definitely be punished by Granny Lan!"

Xiao An sighed, looked at the old man and asked, "Do you remember that you once killed a mute? It was a woman!"

The old man's eyes instantly turned cold. "I don't know what you are talking about!" After saying that, he turned around and started to leave. Xiao An became angry when he saw it. He thought, "Damn it, I am the spirit-binding messenger of the underworld. How dare you treat me with such contempt! Just say that."
Chapter completed!