He leaned down and took a closer look at the painting, signature, seal, and even the mounting. He can confirm that this is the "Ao Meitu" he sold, because when he got it, he also checked it carefully. As long as it is He will remember every detail of the things he Fu Mingsu has inspected, without making any mistakes. It was as if Fu Mingrui could keep every clue in his heart.

The framing of this calligraphy and painting is also very particular. Mounting masters at that time were also very popular, so each mounting master also had his own preferred materials and marks, which have become important marks for distinguishing ancient paintings.

He stood up and looked at Fu Mingrui suspiciously: "Second brother, do you think Wang Yi's disappearance... has something to do with this painting? How...how does this have anything to do with it?" He suddenly felt amused, could it be that this painting ate Wang Yi? But he didn't dare to say that, because he wouldn't believe it.

Fu Mingrui frowned slightly: "I can't make any guesses yet, but according to the steward of the Wang family, Wang Yi became strange after buying this painting. He often looked at this painting for one night. On the night of Wang Yi's disappearance, It's also with this painting. Brother, since the case of Ma Yun..." Fu Mingrui paused, frowning slightly, trembling all over, "My view of the world...has changed..."

Fu Mingsu looked at his younger brother's expression that suddenly became confused and hesitant, and knew that he must have experienced something that made him feel confused about the world that had no gods and ghosts before. He suddenly felt a little distressed, and stretched out his hand to touch Fu Mingrui's shoulder: "Second brother, you have to trust your own judgment, and don't change your belief all along because of some weird things!"

Fu Mingsu's encouragement didn't help Mingrui, because Fu Mingrui had really seen a ghost!

Fu Mingrui knew that his state made his elder brother worry, so he didn't say anything more, nodded, adjusted his demeanor, and regained his confidence and seriousness: "Brother, please help me track down the source of this painting. He Renzhi also asks my elder brother to help me check it carefully, I want to know if anyone who has touched this painting is missing."

Fu Mingsu immediately stood there in a daze, because he knew some legends about this painting, for example, those buyers had disappeared. But then the legend. Many times, antique dealers will create a story or legend in order to increase the value of an antique. Those stories and legends are like gold plating, making this antique more valuable to be passed down.

But now, when Fu Mingrui mentioned it, Fu Mingsu felt a little bit in his heart. Could it be that those legends are true?

The reason why Fu Mingrui asked Fu Mingsu to help track it down was because he knew that the spies on his side were very skilled, and secondly, the painting did come from Fu Mingsu, so it would be more convenient to trace the source from him. .

"Tu Tut Tuk." There was a knock on the door, interrupting Fu Mingsu's daze. Fu Mingrui had already rolled up the painting, because he always felt that the painting was weird, so he still didn't want to read it. Make him more comfortable. This weird feeling is an inexplicable feeling. But Fu Mingrui believed in this feeling, and also believed in his intuition, that is, this painting cannot be hung up.

"Master, the food and drink are ready, have you discussed with your second brother?" It was Yi Jilan.

Fu Mingrui smiled: "Speaking of it further, my sister-in-law should be angry. Today should be a welcome feast for my uncle."

Fu Mingsu smiled, and went out with Fu Mingrui: "Here we come."

When Fu Mingsu turned to close the door, he still couldn't help but take another look at the painting scroll lying quietly on the desk. If those legends are true, then this painting... Isn't it... an evil thing?

The moonlight rose, and the pure moonlight shone on the painting. Suddenly, he faintly felt that the painting was emitting blood. He hurriedly closed the door, only blamed for the fact that he had been exposed to too many strange things recently, which made him nervous, and caused him to be called a **** by his father.

The moonlight is meandering, and the cinnamon is intoxicating.

A round table, the wine is fragrant.

A small family banquet, but it is extraordinarily warm.

"It's inconvenient for my father, so we brothers will come to welcome my uncle, please don't dislike me." Fu Mingsu and Fu Mingrui toasted together.

"Don't dare to do it, don't dare to do it." Yi Jixuan raised his glass and waved his hands, "Master Zuoxiang is busy with business, how dare I disturb him. Today, Mr. Zuoxiang's eldest son, the second son, welcomes Yi Jixuan, and I already have gold on my face. This bull can last a lifetime, who can have more face than me. Hahaha..." Yi Jixuan also flattered Brother Fu Mingsu by saying this .

Yi Jilan smiled happily at the side: "Brother, I proposed to eat at home. You haven't eaten my dishes for a long time."

"This is better, better." Yi Jixuan also toasted, and looked at Yi Jilan gratefully, "Where is your younger sister who cooks food outside? I still like this kind of family banquet. It is a family gathering. It's just noisy outside."

Everyone pushes a cup to change a cup, no longer polite, less unfamiliar and more cordial at home.

After drinking for three rounds, Fu Mingsu looked at Yi Jixuan: "Ji Xuan, tomorrow I will take you to Jiumen and ask for that carriage back."

Nine doors? ! Fu Mingrui immediately looked at the two people who were talking, what carriage? How could it be related to Nine Gates?

"Jiumen? Carriage?" Yi Jilan helped Fu Mingrui ask, "Brother, why is your carriage at Jiumen's place?"

"Heh..." Speaking of this matter, Yi Jixuan only felt that he was a little idiot at the time, "I was robbed by a woman named Lian Youyou."

"Lian Youyou again?!" Yi Jilan's beautiful eyes widened, it was not the first time she had heard the name Lian Youyou today, "Brother, why do you have something to do with that Lian Youyou?!"

This sentence was exactly what Fu Mingrui wanted to ask.

Fu Mingrui also looked sharply at Yi Jixuan immediately.

Yi Jixuan noticed it, and immediately looked at Fu Mingrui and joked: "Second brother, don't get me wrong, I know that Miss Lian is the woman you like."

Fu Mingrui's face immediately turned red, and his eyes flickered: "Where did you hear the rumor..." When he said this, he looked at Fu Mingsu angrily.

Fu Mingsu also laughed with the wine, and joked with Fu Mingrui along the way: "Look at him, his face is blushing, and he said he doesn't like him."

"I didn't!" Fu Mingrui was a little angry, "I just think she..."

"Special?" Fu Mingsu said it for Fu Mingrui, smiling all over his face, but his black eyes shone a little more in the moonlight, like the sparks that flashed from flint in the dark night, with a trace of invisible fiery.

Yi Jilan saw it in his eyes, and Minghui already knew it in his heart.

How could she not know the husband who faced each other day and night and slept together? Married to him for so long, the husband and wife respect each other like guests, they are the gods and couples in the eyes of others. But she longed for a little more sparkle in his eyes when he looked at her.