Gu Yongchang's villa is halfway up the mountain.
In luxurious wealthy areas, distance and privacy are the most important.
The mountains are shaded by green trees, and the neighbors are far apart. Standing in the courtyard, I feel like I am living alone in the mountains, just like a contemporary Tao Yuanming.
Chen Jiahui said that Gu Yongchang is a widower and his children live abroad. Logically speaking, even if there is a nanny at home, the house will not be too busy.
At this moment, Lu Yi felt that this room,
was really full of people,
very lively.
"Mr. Gu, is this your guest too?" A middle-aged man walked out of the villa.
Lu Yi was surprised.
Oh,
Why is there a living person in a room full of ghosts?
The middle-aged man was wearing very ordinary clothes, a polo shirt and casual pants, and his face was also very ordinary, so he could not be found in the crowd.
"Mr. Gu, your home is indeed a bit... unclean." The middle-aged man said to Gu Yongchang carefully, "I'm not asking for help. This time is indeed a bit dangerous. My suggestion is Don't involve other people. I'm afraid of causing trouble."
This was actually very arrogant, but the man's expression was very sincere, and he seemed to be really worried about the young man Lu Yi. , cost his life.
Chen Jiahui was a little anxious at the side and said: "Mr. Gu, although this Mr. Lu looks young, but..."
"Six." Lu Yi said without a doubt She interrupted Chen Jiahui's defense.
Lu Yi stared straight at the middle-aged man who was talking nonsense, with a hint of provocation on his always peaceful face.
Six evil ghosts were lying behind Gu Yongchang, intertwining, surrounding, and overlapping each other...
They kept whispering in his ears, and their faces showed A look full of spite.
The middle-aged man glanced at Lu Yi in surprise.
Lu Yi looks very young, around 20 years old at most. His hair is a bit long, and he looks like a young man nowadays.
Not to mention that Lu Yi's complexion is fair, and his eyes are particularly beautiful, as translucent as glass, but his expression is distant and indifferent.
The middle-aged man naturally thought that Lu Yi was just a pretty boy who specialized in deceiving strong women like Chen Jiahui and relied on his emotional value to defraud people out of money.
"Then, let's give you a chance to go in and have a chat." The middle-aged man nodded reluctantly.
Gu Yongchang didn't know what kind of riddle they were playing. He was slightly unhappy with the middle-aged man talking to himself. He pursed his lips and didn't say anything. He just nodded to Lu Yi.
Gu Yongchang took the lead in entering, followed by Chen Jiahui. The middle-aged man was a few steps behind, walking with Lu Yi.
"YouWhich family do you study under? "The middle-aged man asked softly.
"Have you ever been taught by your master to tell yourself your family background before asking others? "Lu Yi asked back.
Ever since the severe impact of the ancient tomb, Lu Yi has always had a vague anger in his heart that cannot be explained. In the past, Lu Yi would not have paid attention to it. This kind of provocation.
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But now I just want to push the other person back.
"My master is Hong..." ..." The middle-aged man endured it and still answered.
"I'm not interested. "Lu Yi interrupted directly and quickened his pace.
The middle-aged man took a deep breath and swallowed it, and the anger flashed in his eyes.
Gu Yongchang led everyone to a tea room on the first floor.
He usually receives guests here. The tea room is decorated in a simple and elegant style, with a tea table on one side and a Duobao Ge display rack behind him. There are some cultural ornaments.
On the south side is the window facing the courtyard, and on the north side are some Chinese paintings and calligraphy scrolls.
In the middle, there is a set of mahogany sofas. It’s worth a lot of money.
“Mr. Chen bought this set of mahogany for me. Every friend who comes here says it’s great, feels oily, and is good wood. "Gu Yongchang did not forget to praise Chen Jiahui.
"Good things must be given to people with taste, so that they can live up to the hard work of this piece of wood for decades or hundreds of years. It was fate that this sofa was given to Mr. Gu. "Chen Jiahui sent the flattery back with ease.
On one side of the room, two businessmen were complimenting each other, but on the other side, two Taoist people who were not quite in tune with each other locked eyes as soon as they came in. There were several paintings on the white wall on the north side.
Lu Yi approached one of the paintings of beautiful women without saying a word, his eyes scanning every inch of the painting.
The painting shows a beautiful woman wearing Tang Dynasty costumes, looking at the blooming peonies with a sad look on her face. The beauty is plump and gorgeous, and the style of the painting should be modern.
"Boss Lu, Is there anything wrong with this painting? "Chen Jiahui noticed that Lu Yi had been standing in front of the painting and looked at it carefully, so she asked aloud.
Lu Yi turned around, nodded lightly, and did not speak.
Chen Jiahui seemed to She felt that Lu Yi's eyes seemed to be looking past her and behind her when she turned around, so she turned around subconsciously, but saw that there was no one behind her, and Gu Yongchang was standing beside and behind him.
Lu Yi just turned around. What is Yi looking at?
Chen Jiahui recalled what Lu Yi said before entering the villa, and straightened her back nervously.
What she didn't know was that Lu Yi turned around just now. He was not responding to her.
Instead, he looked at the face of one of the six ghosts wrapped around Gu Yongchang behind Chen Jiahui, and then nodded.
< p> Well, indeedIt's the same face.The vicious faces that haunted Gu Yongchang were exactly the same as the meticulous paintings of beauties on the wall.
This picture of a beautiful woman is indeed written with great power, delicate brushwork, and vivid and lifelike. The sadness in the beauty's eyes is so thick that it is almost dripping down.
But there is no signature and no stamp.
Judging from the condition of the canvas, it shouldn’t be an antique.
Not a modern celebrity or an antique collector.
How could a respectable and elegant rich man like Gu Yongchang hang such a painting on the wall?