Chapter 72: Things in the Painting
Wow!
Chu Tianshu carried Suha to the shore and found that blood was flowing from his eyes and ears and he had stopped breathing.

Originally, this was the only one left, and he wanted to capture him alive.

But when he was fighting against the telekinesis, he couldn't hold back. The opponent must have suffered a ruptured blood vessel in his brain due to excessive pressure from the telekinesis.

Chu Tianshu threw the body on the ground and looked at Suha’s mouth with a frown.

This person had just bitten his tongue, but there was no obvious bleeding in his mouth. His cheeks were bulging and a green color was deepening in his mouth.

A dozen tender green willow branches swam out of his mouth like living snakes and automatically formed the shape of a small doll.

It was clearly a disgusting scene.

The fresh color is heart-pounding, as if it is full of vitality.

The rough appearance of the doll makes people feel inexplicably cute. The tender buds on the face just form thick and short eyebrows and eyes, making it look chubby and simple and innocent.

It's the kind that even if it's thrown on the roadside, it will attract a large crowd of people to watch and compete to play with it.

laugh!
A silver needle was nailed into the head of the wicker doll.

Chu Tianshu's expression remained unchanged, and his left hand's knuckles moved rapidly, as if a piano master was playing at its most intense part.

More than twenty silver needles were inserted into the wicker doll one after another.

There is a silver needle on each of the head and limbs, and the silver needles on the torso are closely connected, arranged in a grid pattern of four vertical and five horizontal lines.

Chu Tianshu pointed downward with his right hand.

"All those who are facing a fight must march forward in formation!"

The wicker doll collapsed with a bang.

Most of the evil spirits that possess people are closely connected to them.

Even the gold-eating beast mask on the old eunuch Chen would become silent after the old eunuch's death.

As shameless as this wicker doll, it can't wait to seduce a new owner as soon as the previous owner dies.

Chu Tianshu had seen it in a book, but this was the first time he encountered it in real life.

[Liu Ling's old body: There was a child named Liu Ling. Over the years, he broke free from his shackles, left his body and became a demon. He sneaked into the spirit world and could not return.

A new evil spirit was born in the old body, but it was still remotely controlled by the boy from the spirit world and taken in as a messenger.

Characteristics: People possessed by this wood spirit share the identity of the messenger, and the difficulty of performing black magic is reduced by 30%.

By worshipping the spirit boy as the master, through communication, sacrifice, and blessing, one can use the old body to filter out impurities from the spirit world and maintain the sanity of the possessed person for a longer period of time.

The sound of vehicles driving could be heard not far away.

Fang Jun stopped suddenly, opened the car door and asked.

"what's the situation?"

The loud noise when Chu Tianshu crashed the car into the pond and Li Kang's roar attracted the attention of many people nearby.

Some families have already come out to take a look.

Fang Jun turned his head and took a quick look, then went back to the van and took out a fist-sized warning light, placed it on the roof, and pressed the switch.

The red and blue lights in the warning light came on and began to rotate.

"I don't know where these three people came from, but before we even met, they started to kill me. First they dropped glass, then they dropped stones. Each one was more vicious than the last."

Chu Tianshu looked at A Luo, who was far away from the dead, with disgust on his face.

"And that one, there's actually a mother-and-child nail on his hand. Judging from the aura, it must have been made by the sorcerer at my feet."

Fang Jun also frowned, squatted down to search Suha's body, and took out a mobile phone from Suha's chest pocket.

Chu Tianshu said: "It must have been damaged by telekinesis."

Fang Jun said: "Don't underestimate the technicians in our branch. Maybe they can fix it."

Chu Tianshu nodded: "Okay, there is another body in the pond, and there may be a cell phone on it."

Fang Jun pondered, "Strange. Everyone else in the city likes to play with feng shui, and the only people who deal with sorcerers the most are those in the entertainment industry. What are those sorcerers doing here?"

"Could it be directed at me? Come to think of it, when I was handling cases before, I did deal with quite a few people in the entertainment industry..." Chu Tianshu's ears twitched and he turned his head to look.

Yin Fengxin was seen standing in Fang Jun's yard, dumbfounded.

Chu Tianshu walked over and asked: "Didn't I tell you to stay in the basement? When did you come out?"

"I heard a loud noise..."

Yin Fengxin's expression was subtle, as if in a dream. He looked at the warning lights, the sunken car, and the dead body, and swallowed his saliva.

"I, so, I really did accidentally take some medicine and turned into a biochemically modified experimental subject?"

"Is it because of the free drinks from a certain store? I've heard that some stores' free drinks are not obtained legally."

"You're not a social investigation team, you're a special operations team. The investigation led you to me, right?"

The more Yin Fengxin thought about it, the more he felt this way. He clenched his fists, as if he felt a sense of mission.

"Are there already many cases of modified humans in the dark corners of the city?"

"I see. I must be a rare living being, so someone wants to silence me."

"Brother Chu, don't worry, I will definitely cooperate with your research and come up with the antidote serum as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, Chu Tianshu stopped, pursed his lips, and smiled.

"Brother Yin, you don't actually like watching workplace dramas, but science fiction dramas, right?"

Chu Tianshu couldn't hold it back and let out two laughs. After thinking about it, he said, "Well, your situation is not that dangerous now. I will tell you the truth."

He brought Yin Fengxin back to the living room and explained the situation in a few words.

Fang Jun is indeed a member of the special department, but Yin Fengxin was not reformed, but was possessed by an evil spirit.

As Yin Fengxin listened, he couldn't help but touch his kidneys, his face full of surprise.

"Spell?"

Yin Fengxin was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered something else and said, "If that's the case, then does the urban legend that every casino has a feng shui scheme that eats people's money and makes people not want to leave really exist?"

"Yes, there are, but those Feng Shui influencers have a large coverage area and compete with each other. Gamblers also need to have those ideas in their minds first. If they immerse themselves in it for a long time, they will be greatly affected."

Chu Tianshu explained a few words, opened the drawer next to him and took out the painting.

"In fact, even this painting is related to magic. It was probably left by the famous Ming Dynasty scholar Li Shizhen, who hid a medical prescription and poison recipe in it."

"It's a pity. I pour my telekinesis into it every day, but even now..."

As Chu Tianshu spoke, he naturally emitted telekinesis.

After more than ten seconds, he suddenly felt that the speed at which the painting absorbed mental power was clearly decreasing.

Chu Tianshu let out a light exclamation, his eyes fell on the painting and became focused.

Two minutes later, the ancient painting suddenly shook.

Chu Tianshu loosened his hand.

A layer of transparent flames appeared on the surface of the ancient painting, suspended in mid-air, and quickly rolled up like a hard short stick.

In the firelight, one could vaguely see the fibers of the paper and scroll decomposing and reorganizing.

Chu Tianshu's eyes were illuminated by the firelight, and he seemed to sense something and reached out to take it.

The flames in the air were completely extinguished, and the deformed ancient painting fell into his hands.

"this?"

Chu Tianshu looked surprised.

What he held in his hand was no longer a painting, but an off-white sword.

There was not a single speck of paint on the sword that should have been in the original painting. Apart from the off-white color, there were only some textures similar to the cross-section of a tree root.

Li Shizhen, a great doctor who is famous for his mastery of pharmacology and traveled all over the mountains and rivers to seek herbal medicine!
The thing he painstakingly left behind in the ancient painting turned out to be...

A sword?!
(End of this chapter)

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