C34 (1/2)

At first, after I got this portrait of this woman, I thought that even if Director Wang didn't know this woman, I had at least met her before. However, I didn't expect that Director Wang would shake his head and say that I didn't know her with an indifferent expression in the end.

If he doesn't know this woman, where can I find her? If I can't find her, how can I dissolve his mother's resentment?

”Master Ma, where did you get this portrait?” Director Wang seemed to have noticed my expression and asked me softly.

At this moment, I didn't have the mood to waste time on him. I impatiently said, ”No matter what method you use, you must find out who this woman is and where she lives.”

Director Wang was surprised by my attitude, but he still took a deep breath and looked at his mother who was lying on the bed. He then took the portrait and left without saying a word.

I turned and walked out of the room, feeling depressed. I walked up to the balcony and looked at the endless countryside outside the small town.

Although there is a way to communicate directly with Yin spirits, it is not possible to communicate directly with Yin spirits unless there is no other choice. The reason is very simple, it is because there must be a gap between Yin and Yang, and once a person communicates directly with Yin spirits, it will create a karmic effect. Not to mention other Soul Painting Masters, even I am not willing to take on this risk.

Due to the fact that the old lady's body hadn't been invited out of the room, there were less than ten relatives gathered downstairs. They were chatting casually, so it didn't seem very cordial, but when I looked at them, I felt that something was missing.

At this time, I also saw Director Wang, holding this portrait in his hand, he was asking the people seated below, but without exception, all of the people who were questioned shook their heads, indicating that they had not seen this woman in the painting before.

I was even more surprised when I saw her. I thought to myself, 'This woman is already dead but I still remember her. Why can't anyone recognise her.'

As far as I know, at the age of the old lady, the range of movement is quite limited. People I have contact with are also quite limited. According to my understanding, the woman in the portrait shouldn't be too far away.

After Director Wang questioned everyone below, my heart sank to the bottom. If that was really the case, then it would be troublesome.

The Soul Painter's portrait was actually made using the Qi of the deceased to turn it into ink, and from there, it depicted the true appearance of the deceased.

However, if the deceased did not have a wish, or had a grievance that was too great, then the soul depiction process would naturally produce many obstacles. If this could not be resolved, then there was only one solution.

However, I would never want to use this method until that step.

Nothing else, because he was too tired.

He was anxious and frustrated at the same time. Just as I was about to go downstairs, I suddenly heard a ”putong” sound from the old lady's room, as if something heavy had fallen onto the floor. I couldn't help but be startled and immediately run back into my room.

He only saw that the old lady's corpse had actually half sat up, her upper body slightly sitting up, her mouth wide open, her shriveled lips as white as paper. One hand supported her on the bed, while the other hand drooped slightly.

From the looks of her, she seemed like a living person who had just woken up from a long sleep and wanted to say something.

I've never heard of such a thing even though I've been a grandpa in this line of work.

A gust of cold air came from the bottom of my feet and rushed towards my head without any reason, causing my entire body to turn cold. I was extremely shocked. The old lady's stone-like posture had already been deeply imprinted into my mind and would be forever obliterated.

Even though I consider myself to be a Soul Painter and will definitely come into contact with these strange things, I still have to say that the current me is so afraid that I just want to immediately retreat.

I didn't dare to enter the room and shakily walked down the stairs. However, once I reached the staircase, I remembered my identity, this was my first deal, I couldn't just ruin it like this. I stood there for a while longer, feeling that my emotions had calmed down a bit before I started walking down the stairs again.

”Director Wang, come over here for a while.” After searching for a while, I found Director Wang who was still holding the portrait and asking around, and pulled him over to the side.

”What's wrong?” Director Wang was puzzled.

I swallowed my saliva. I didn't know how to explain it to him, so I just lightly pulled him and said, ”Come over and take a look.”

When I followed Director Wang to the room where his mother's corpse was kept, I saw that her body had once again laid there without moving.

”How could this be?” I suddenly thought of something. Could it be that someone was lacking in virtue and wanted to tease me like that?