Wei Mian looked up at the door of Jiang Sanchuan's house, and saw wisps of black air coming out from the crack of the door. Ordinary people could not see this black air, and would only feel cold when they were close to the crack of the door.
Meng Yun rubbed her arms and her face turned even paler. This was the situation at home recently. She always felt cold when she was at home, no matter how much clothes she wore.
After Jiang Sanchuan had prepared himself mentally, he went forward to open the door, leaving Meng Yun and Wei Mian behind, and he went into the room first to turn on the light.
The originally dark room suddenly became as bright as day.
The mess in the room also came into view, with broken glass scattered on the ground next to the coffee table.
Jiang Sanchuan saw the empty cabinet and the broken glass and cried out in pain, "My fish!"
On the other side of the ground, there was a bloody fish that had been torn into pieces. From the remaining parts, it could be seen that it was originally a valuable dragon fish.
Jiang Sanchuan didn't care about Wei Mian at all. He didn't know where to pick it up with a painful look on his face. The arowana he fed at a fixed time every day, and the arowana he carefully took care of for so long until it grew a little bigger, was actually torn to pieces by that thing!
Jiang Sanchuan didn't have any other hobbies except raising fish. At first he raised all kinds of fish, but later he only loved arowana and sold all his fish to local fish lovers.
When that thing started to make trouble, Jiang Sanchuan was worried about his arowana, but later he found that it had never touched the water, so he felt relieved.
But now he realized how naive he was!
Wei Mian took this opportunity to look around the room. The evil aura that tainted Jiang Sanchuan and his wife was everywhere in the room, so as soon as one entered the room, one would feel inexplicably cold all over.
Moreover, this kind of cold is different from winter. It is a chill that can penetrate into the bones, and no amount of clothes can stop it.
After feeling heartbroken for a while, Jiang Sanchuan went to the bathroom to get a broom, cleaned up the broken glass and the dragon fish corpse on the floor, and mopped the floor again.
But Meng Yun didn't care about those things at all. Her face had never looked better since she returned home. Wei Mian even saw that her legs were shaking.
She took out an amulet from her pocket and handed it over, "Take this with you."
No matter what the opponent is, this amulet can resist it for a while.
But that thing only came out after they fell asleep. Wei Mian leaned back on the sofa and took out his mobile phone to watch some short videos.
Short videos are a great way to kill time, and an hour or so can pass by in the blink of an eye.
Seeing Wei Mian so calm, Meng Yun felt a little more confident. She carefully moved closer to Wei Mian and said, "Wei Mian, why don't you talk to me? It's so quiet at home that I'm a little scared."
Wei Mian saw that her face had turned pale and knew that she was really scared, so he simply put away his phone and tried to make small talk.
Thinking that this person worked at a TV station, Wei Mian often heard Feng Jing talk about things in the entertainment industry, so he planned to talk to Meng Yun about her work.
Maybe there will be some gossip about a celebrity, talking about things she is familiar with, so Meng Yun won't be so nervous.
However, Wei Mian rarely pays attention to the entertainment industry. If she was asked to name a celebrity, she really wouldn't know. So she looked around the room, trying to see if she could get any clues.
Suddenly, Wei Mian's attention was attracted by a scroll exposed next to the TV. Judging from the way it was framed, it should be an ancient painting.
Originally, Wei Mian would not take the ancient painting too seriously, but on the side of the wooden scroll, there was a pattern carved that Wei Mian was particularly familiar with, or it would be more accurate to call it a totem.
A black lotus with a circle in the center similar to a mosquito coil, but the tail of the circle is raised.
This totem is the exclusive symbol of an evil cultivator. He didn't know what kind of cultivation technique he was practicing, but suddenly a black lotus pattern appeared on his forehead.
The black lotus was very light in color at first, but the color became darker as he killed more and more lives, until it was as black as ink.
Moreover, the evil cultivator did not like to conceal his evil deeds and always liked to print the black lotus pattern on the wall to inform the world.
As the largest sect of righteous Feng Shui, Zhengyang Sect was naturally asked to deal with these evil cultivators many times.
But Wei Mian had heard from several of his senior brothers that among so many cases, only three or five were actually committed by evil cultivators, and the rest were committed by his followers.
They hide among ordinary people and do not look abnormal at all, but once they become followers of the evil cultivators, they cannot help but be driven by them and do many evil things.
When Wei Mian thought about what the black lotus represented, her expression immediately became much more serious. She stood up and walked towards the TV.
Seeing her actions, Meng Yun thought Wei Mian wanted to watch TV. She wasn't in the mood at the moment, but she still agreed, "Watching TV for a while is fine. I'll get you the remote control—"
But Wei Mian ran to the TV and pulled out a scroll from the gap between the TV and the cabinet.
Meng Yun thought the scroll looked familiar. She looked at it carefully and said, "I brought this back from my hometown. I thought it was some antique and wanted Zhiling to help find someone to identify it. But after this incident, they couldn't identify it."
Thinking that Wei Mian was also in the history department and might be interested in these things, Meng Yun didn't find it strange at all.
Wei Mian picked up the scroll, and the feeling that something was wrong became even more obvious. Before, this thing was hidden in the crack, and she didn't feel anything wrong with the aura on it, but now it was different when she held it in her hand.
She was certain that the source of the evil spirit was this scroll.
Wei Mian's expression turned colder. He asked the couple to step back and placed the scroll on the coffee table.
She took the jade bone fan in her hand and slowly opened the scroll.
There was a humanoid monster painted on the yellowed scroll.
What’s weird is that the monster has four eyes and eight ears on its head.
Next to it were eight large characters written in seal script: "Eyes watch in all directions, ears listen in all directions."
The eyes are completely different from those of normal people. They are painted extremely prominently, as if the eyeballs are about to fall out of the eye sockets. They just stare at you, making people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.
The humanoid monster has a particularly large head, which appears extremely small relative to its body. In the painting, there are also many people kneeling around it, as if they are praying to the big-headed monster.
There was no striking color in the entire picture, but Wei Mian felt a chill in his heart.
Somehow, she felt something was wrong when she looked at the figures kneeling on the ground.
Jiang Sanchuan had opened this painting before and also felt that the image on it was very distorted, but aren't all ancient things like that? And those sculptures unearthed during the Qin Shihuang era, the older they are, the more distorted the shapes are.
The portrait may be more exaggerated, and it seems that it is not unacceptable to be painted like this.
Even Jiang Sanchuan thought that this might be a powerful god that appeared in some mythology. It was written that he could see and hear everything in all directions, so he must be very powerful.
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