Chapter 830 (1/2)
Chu Lingfeng looked up at the sky and found that the old house was covered with clouds and heavy fog. A group of crows stayed on the high-voltage wires and gave out bursts of sad sounds that made people confused.
Further on, huge buildings stand out in front of Chu Lingfeng and Qi Liang. The dead vines are closely intertwined on the walls of the old house, and there is an indescribable smell of corruption in the air.
Qi Liang asks the housekeeper to open the door. They go in one after another. The thick dust shakes off from somewhere. They sneeze.
”How long has this old house been unoccupied?” Chu Ling Feng asked.
Qi Liang replied: ”since the old man passed away, considering that Qi Ji had a long journey to and from school, our whole family has been in the city, and this old house has never been taken care of.”
Chu Lingfeng asked again, ”when did Qi Ji begin to feel uncomfortable?”
”From the week when we moved out of the old house, we just turned pale, had no appetite, and became thinner and thinner. I thought it was anemia, so I went to the people's hospital to show it to him in the summer. As a result, I was really angry!”
”It's not all his fault! It's really wrong for him to hypnotize Qi Ji. When people are in a coma, cold is most likely to enter the body. I think it should be that after you move out of the old house, Qi Ji is surrounded by a wisp of cold, but I haven't found a chance to start! ”
Chu Lingfeng walks in this empty old house, carefully observing everything around.
Qi Liang anxiously asked: ”Mr. Chu, what's the difference?”
Chu Lingfeng recalled the past, remembering that master Qi had a special studio. He wanted to find some clues from it, so he deliberately asked, ”can you take me to master Qi's studio for a look?”
”How do you know that there is a studio in our family for the old man to paint?”
Chu Lingfeng replied faintly: ”that's not simple. How can a painter not have a separate studio?”
Qi Liang didn't ask any more questions, so he had to take Chu Lingfeng to the studio where Qi Shengtian painted.
The studio is a mess, and the paintings that are considered as failures are crumpled up and scattered everywhere.
Chu Lingfeng asked, ”when did Mr. Qi begin to be unable to paint?”
Shocked, Qi Liang quickly asked, ”how do you know that?”
Chu Lingfeng pointed to the paper ball on the ground and didn't speak.
Qi Liang shook his head and began his statement.
”Many years ago, the old man met Mr. Chu's madman, that is, your uncle. Under his guidance, the old man formally learned painting from his teacher. At the time of learning, Mr. Chu presented my father with a brush.... ”
”A magic stroke?”
”How do you know?”
”Have you forgotten who I am?”
Qi Liang continued: ”later, he met a woman.”
”So, he used that magic pen to draw a woman's appearance?”
Qi Liang stared at Chu Lingfeng, nodded and said, ”her name is Qin Wan.”
When Chu Madman left, he told Qi Shengtian that this magic pen can draw secrets in other people's hearts, but when using this pen to draw, you can't draw the appearance of your beloved.
Qi Shengtian keeps the advice of Chu Madman in mind. He doesn't even draw any portrait of anyone until one day he meets Qin Wan and falls in love with her at first sight.