Yang Jing couldn't explain why the painting attracted his attention so much, but the strong attraction made him want to walk over involuntarily.
This feeling gave Yang Jing a shock. From childhood to adulthood, he had never experienced such a feeling, that strong feeling of being attracted, as if... well, it was as if something inside his body was attracted to the painting.
"Hmm? Something in my body is attracted?" Yang Jing came back to his senses and immediately realized that what was attracted by the painting seemed not himself, but the holy ring in his body!
Yang Jing immediately asked the Holy Ring, but to Yang Jing's surprise, the Holy Ring, which had been almost always open to him about his problems, was silent at this moment. But as the host of the Holy Ring, Yang Jing could clearly feel the Holy Ring's desire for the painting.
It's like a traveler who has been thirsty in the desert for five or six days and suddenly sees an oasis and feels the same thirst...
Since he got the Holy Ring, it seems that this situation has never happened to the Holy Ring, which shocked Yang Jing. At the same time, the unusual behavior of the Holy Ring also made Yang Jing suddenly understand one thing, that is, since this painting can strongly attract the Holy Ring, then it must be right to take it down!
As the saying goes, "If you kill someone by mistake, don't let him go." Isn't this the truth?
Although Yang Jing still couldn't figure out why this seemingly shabby scroll had such a strong attraction to the holy ring, since this was the case, it would definitely be a good idea to take it down!
So Yang Jing didn't bother to go back, and hurriedly ran a few steps to the middle-aged man who was packing up the stall, and said with a smile: "Big brother, can you pack up slower? Let me take a look at the painting?"
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, looked at Yang Jing, then looked at the sky, and said with some embarrassment: "Brother, it's already dawn. If I don't leave, the administrator may come to arrest me soon..."
These days, Jinling and Yanjing are no different. The great turmoil has just ended a few years ago, and the people are still very vigilant. Especially the vendors in the ghost market, if they are not careful, they may be caught, and then they are likely to be arrested for speculation...
Now that he was closer to the painting, Yang Jing could feel the desire of the Holy Ring more clearly. Because the Holy Ring had become one with him, Yang Jing couldn't help swallowing his saliva when he looked at the painting. He looked like an old pervert who had been holding back for twenty years and saw a beautiful woman who was charming and flirtatious...
Fortunately, the middle-aged man continued to pack up his stall after saying that, otherwise if he had seen Yang Jing in this state, he might have been scared away immediately.
Yang Jing scratched his head and thought for a while. Seeing that the stall owner was about to pack up the stall, Yang Jing could not care about anything else and whispered: "My big brother, my grandfather's birthday is next month. He likes ink landscape painting very much, so I want to give him a painting as a birthday present on his birthday. I just saw that the scroll in your hand seems to be a landscape painting, so I..."
Before Yang Jing finished speaking, the middle-aged man waved his hand to interrupt him and said with a smile: "Brother, this is not the place to talk. If you really want to talk, let's go to another place to continue talking. Look over there, it seems like someone is coming. I have to leave quickly."
Yang Jing looked in the direction the stall owner pointed, and in the dim light, he could vaguely see a group of people walking towards him in the distance.
Although there were no urban management officers in this era, the public security at that time was more powerful. Don't forget that China had not yet completely banned guns in this era, and the official police officers of this era could patrol with guns, unlike in later generations, where police officers were not allowed to carry guns unless there was a major police mission.
Yang Jing turned around and said, "Brother, where are you going? I'll go with you."
The middle-aged man nodded, got on the tricycle quickly, pointed at the gangster in the back of the tricycle and said, "Sit there, I'll take you away!"
Yang Jing wanted to say "no thanks", but then he thought, the stall owner had already packed all the goods onto the tricycle, and covered it with a large dirty white cloth to hide it. If he just rode away on the tricycle, no one would notice him. But if he jogged behind him, more people would definitely pay attention to him.
After thinking about it, Yang Jing sat down on the side of the tricycle. The middle-aged man did not hesitate either. He exerted force on his legs, and the tricycle started up quickly.
Even with Yang Jing weighing over 140 pounds, the tricycle still ran very fast.
When the tricycle turned a corner and left Chaotiangong West Street, the middle-aged man on the tricycle turned around and asked, "Brother, where are you from? I can hear that your accent doesn't sound like that of a Jinling native."
Yang Jing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Brother, I'm from Jiangning County in the south, but my father went out to serve in the army and never came back. I have been living in Shandong Province in the north. My grandfather is having his 70th birthday, so my mother and I came back to celebrate with him."
"Oh, I was wondering. No wonder your accent has a hint of Shandong Province." After a pause, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "We are actually quite opposite. My mother's family is from Shandong Province. During the three-year natural disaster in 1960, there was no food at home and even my father starved to death. My mother took me and my sister to escape here. Later, my mother married my current father, and I stayed here. Hey, it has been more than 20 years. When I followed my mother here, I was only a dozen years old..."
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