Chapter 116: Old Friends Return, Strangers Avoid
Su Nuobai saw that her eyes became blurred, so he raised his hand and patted her shoulder.
Miao Miao suddenly woke up, his body covered in cold sweat: "There's really something wrong with this painting."
Su Nuobai looked at Madam Luo and said, "I need to take this painting away, otherwise someone else might die at its hands."
"Mom, she is a liar. We can't let her take the painting away." Young Master Luo held the painting tightly.
Mrs. Luo looked at Miao Jiang and said, "There's something wrong with this painting."
Before Miao Jiang could reply, Su Nuobai immediately formed a barrier in the study room with his fingers: "Why don't you come out?"
The scroll began to tremble, broke free from Master Luo's hand, flew to a shelf, and was hung and unfolded.
Everyone in the Luo family was startled and shrank into a corner.
This painting is neither a portrait nor a landscape, but a very special pastoral farm scene.
Just one glance makes people want to sink into it, want to let go of everything and live in it, leading a relaxed and comfortable life.
Not only did the Luo family members' eyes become blurry, even Miao Jiang and Miao Miao's eyes began to become obsessed.
Su Nuobai opened her red lips slightly: "Break!"
Everyone in the study woke up instantly.
Mrs. Luo clutched her handkerchief: "What on earth is going on?"
Su Nuobai looked at the people in the painting. They were all people who were sucked into it. "This painting has intelligence. It absorbs people's souls into the painting and becomes a part of it."
"What?" Mr. Luo looked at her in disbelief.
Su Nuobai pointed at a little figure and said, "I think this should be Mr. Luo."
Old Madam Luo took a few steps forward and looked carefully at the people in the painting. When she saw the familiar person, her eyes rolled back and she fainted.
Mr. and Miss Luo Er quickly supported her: "Mother, mother."
Young Master Luo was also a little panicked now: "What should I do? Is my father still alive?"
Su Nuobai shook his head: "He has been away from his body for more than 24 hours, and he can't come back to life."
He was different from Kang Kang, whose souls were extracted by the evil cultivator. He had no magic to protect his body, and his body had already rotted.
Young Master Luo's tears streamed down his face. "Then, will my father always be in this painting?"
"I want to take this painting away and send the soul in the painting to the underworld." Su Nuobai looked at the people from the Luo family.
Mrs. Luo slowly woke up at this time, tears rolling down her eyes: "Master, is it really impossible to save her?"
Su Nuobai nodded: "Now there are two options. You can keep the painting, or I can take it away."
Second Young Master Luo looked at her and asked, "Will it still be dangerous if I stay?"
Su Nuobai just smiled faintly and said nothing.
How could Mrs. Luo not understand that if they left this painting behind, their entire family would probably die at its hands.
"Master, can you pray for my husband's salvation?"
"Giving money is of course no problem. After all, you are taking money from people and doing things for them!" Su Nuobai said very frankly.
"Of course." Madam Luo asked her children to help her up. "Master, can I see my husband again?"
Su Nuobai nodded: "Okay, I will extract the souls from the scroll and send them into reincarnation."
Mrs. Luo turned to look at her three children and said, "Go get some silver for the master."
"Mother." Young Master Luo was not reluctant to part with the painting, but this painting allowed them to still see their father.
"Go quickly!" Mrs. Luo's tone became much more serious.
The three brothers and sisters of the Luo family went to get a box filled with silver.
Su Nuobai casually glanced at it and found that there were about three thousand taels.
For the Luo family, this was already a generous thank you gift.
Su Nuobai didn't take it but looked at Miao Jiang: "Take half of this silver, and bring the remaining half back to Shengjing and deliver it to me at my shop."
Miao Jiang was a little embarrassed: "Master Su, this, this is not appropriate."
"If I say it's suitable, then it's suitable." After Su Nuobai finished speaking, he began to make seals to extract Mr. Luo's soul from the painting.
She injected a stream of Yin energy into Mr. Luo's soul, allowing him to manifest.
Mr. Luo was a little stunned at first, and when he saw the familiar place, he was confused for a moment.
"Master." Mrs. Luo couldn't stop crying as she looked at the old man in front of her.
Mr. Luo was stunned for a moment when he saw his wife: "Lanlan, what's wrong with you? Why are you wearing white clothes?"
Su Nuobai leaned against the wall: "You are already dead, say goodbye to your wife and children!"
"Dead, dead?" Mr. Luo looked at everything around him in disbelief.
He asked in disbelief, "How could I die?"
After saying this, he tried to grab Madam Luo's hand, but his hand went straight through her palm.
Mrs. Luo was already crying and couldn't speak: "Master."
Mr. Luo looked at his three children and asked, "What on earth is going on?"
The three of them cried and recounted what had happened.
Mr. Luo turned to look at the painting hanging there, a wry smile on his face: "How, how could this happen?"
Su Nuobai yawned: "If you have anything to say, please say it quickly! We don't have much time."
Mr. Luo sighed: "It's all my fault, Lanlan, don't be sad, just live well, I'll be waiting for you down there. Don't worry, I'll always be waiting for you."
Mrs. Luo nodded repeatedly but could not utter a word.
Mr. Luo looked at his three children and said, "When I am gone, you must be filial to your mother and take good care of her. Otherwise, I will not let you go even if I become a ghost."
"Son, I know I will take good care of you."
Mr. Luo smiled and nodded: "You are brother and sister. You must support each other in the future. A harmonious family will bring prosperity."
"Son, I will always remember your father's teachings."
Mr. Luo took one last look at his wife and three children, and his figure slowly faded away.
Su Nuobai put Mr. Luo into the little paper figures, preparing to send them to the underworld later.
She reached out and took down the hanging painting. This painting was indeed not easy to handle.
This ability to absorb souls is quite good. It should be useful to refine it into a magic weapon.
She stuffed the painting into her small bag and left the rest of the matter to Miao Jiang, and returned to the inn first.
Miao Miao now admired her very much: "Master Su, what are you going to do with this scroll?"
"I plan to use it to refine a magic weapon." Su Nuobai said and looked at her: "Are you planning to return to Shengjing?"
Miao Miao nodded: "We will go to the charity cemetery tonight, take the body and then return to Shengjing."
"I'll go with you guys to take a look at it tonight." Su Nuobai was quite interested in corpse-driving.
Miao Jiang and his team basically rested during the day, and took the body from the charity cemetery at night.
Before taking the body, they would light three incense sticks to explain their purpose.
Su Nuobai saw that they were holding soul-catching bells in their hands, sticking a talisman on the corpse, and muttering something.
"Ding-ling!" All the corpses stood up and lined up in a neat row.
"Ding-ling!" The copper bell rang again, and the corpse followed forward.
The corpse's spirit also followed, accompanying them with a dazed look on its face.
Miao Jiang walked in front, gently shaking the soul-catching bell in his hand: "The weather is dry, be careful with fire. Old friends are returning home, strangers should stay away!"
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