Hearing this, Ge Yu felt something was wrong, so he said, "Rayon, take out the things in your grandfather's box and show me."
"What do you think of that thing? I've seen it just now, there's nothing good to look at. I'm hungry. Let's go eat quickly. I made an appointment with Xiaohui just now." Zhong Jinliang said.
"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and take me to see." Ge Yu said seriously.
Seeing Ge Yu's solemn words, Zhong Jinliang had to take Ge Yu back to the old man's bed and pulled the box out from under the bed. After opening it, he placed it in front of Ge Yu and said, "Look, just this little thing, I think that the painting should be able to sell for some money."
Ge Yu hurriedly walked up, and couldn't wait to pick up the scroll first, carefully opened it, and then looked at the portrait carefully.
But seeing the person in the portrait with a leopard head and eyes, an angry beard, and a straight face. Who would it be if it weren't Zhong Kui?
This was not the key. Ge Yu carefully glanced at the seal under the portrait and found that the person on the seal was actually the signature of Wu Daozi, a famous painter in the Tang Dynasty.
I go, this is definitely the original work. Although Ge Yu doesn't know how to draw, he just looks at the characters in this portrait so vividly, just like living, and you know that it was written by a master.
Holding this painting, Ge Yu was amazed and couldn't help but exclaim: "This is amazing..."
"Brother Yu, what's the situation? It's amazing... It's just a New Year painting." Zhong Jinliang also leaned over and took a look.
"Your New Year's paintings are your original works by Wu Daozi, a famous painter in the Tang Dynasty. If you sell this painting, someone will probably buy it for 200 million yuan." Ge Yu said seriously.
Zhong Jinliang was stunned, widened his eyes, and took a breath and said, "Yu...Brother Yu... Don't lie to me, I have little study, just... I can only be worth 200 million in the New Year painting? Are you lying to me?"
"I'm lazy to lie to you. When you look at the signature and seal of the painting, it's clearly Wu Daozi's. This is not wrong." Ge Yu said excitedly.
Zhong Jinliang approached him again and took a look, but he still didn't recognize him, but he believed Ge Yu's words a little.
Ge Yu then explained to Zhong Jinliang: "Zhong Kui is one of the most famous gods in our Taoism. Legend has it that this man has a very strong face and a strange appearance, but he is a talented, knowledgeable, and talented person. He is always upright and upright, and treats people at the right time."
"During the reign of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang, the emperor suddenly fell seriously ill while on a tour and used many methods but failed to cure it. The emperor was very anxious. One night, he dreamed that a little ghost wearing a red dress stole his treasure. The emperor angrily scolded the little ghost. At this time, a big ghost wearing a broken hat suddenly appeared, and caught the little ghost and ate it in his stomach. The emperor asked him who he was, and the big ghost replied: I was originally a Jinshi in Zhongnan Mountain, named Zhong Kui. Because the emperor despised me for being ugly, he decided not to admit me. In anger, I hit and died on the steps of the palace. After I died, I specifically caught ghosts."
"Tang Xuanzong woke up from his dream and his illness was cured. So he ordered Wu Daozi, the most famous painter at that time, to draw the image of Zhong Kui in his dream. However, the emperor thought that the fanatical Taoist believers, with his strong support, Zhong Kui's status as a ghost-catching god was completely established."
"The portrait I hold now is the original work of the famous painter Wu Daozi back then. This painting has been around for almost two thousand years. Do you think it is worth it?" Ge Yu looked at Zhong Jinliang and said.
Zhong Jinliang was so shocked that he sucked the air conditioner, and after a while, he said, "Yu...Brother Yu, how do you know so much? Are you Taoist priests from Xuanmen well-educated and knowledgeable?"
"Nonsense, Zhong Kui is a god in our Taoism. How could I not know him? Of course I know his affairs." Ge Yu said angrily.
"That's really amazing. Brother Yu, we have nothing to say about this relationship. I'll think of a way to sell this painting. We will add five to two or one person, half of each person. How about it?"
As he said that, Zhong Jinliang rubbed his hands excitedly and said with a sigh: "I didn't expect that the old man left such a treasure for our family. This is 200 million yuan. How can I spend so much money?"
"No sale is allowed. This is your Zhong family's thing. It will be passed on to future generations in the future. Even if you sell it, you can't sell this painting. And when I looked at this painting just now, I felt that there was a mysterious and powerful thought in the scroll. There must be a mystery. I can't say it for a while. I will take a look at other things first." As he said that, Ge Yu carefully put the scroll away and handed it to Zhong Jinliang.
Zhong Jinliang held the painting in his arms and said with some depression: "Brother Yu, this painting cannot be sold, why should I keep it? I can't fill my stomach even if I look at this painting."
"Don't talk nonsense. If you don't let you sell, don't sell it. It will be good for you." As he spoke, Ge Yu took out the folding fan inside the box.
The purchase was very heavy, and it felt like an iron lump. I held it in my hand and shook it gently. The fan made a crisp sound and opened it directly.
After opening it, Ge Yu's eyes instantly narrowed into a slit, and soon opened the sky eyes.
Under the gaze of the sky eye, it felt that the fan had nothing, which was a bottomless abyss. It seemed that an inexplicable and powerful force pulled Ge Yu's soul into the fan. Ge Yu was frightened and quickly turned his gaze elsewhere, not daring to look again.
This fan is not an ordinary thing, and Ge Yu didn't know what it was useful for for a while.
Immediately afterwards, Ge Yu turned the fan over, looked closely and couldn't help but gasp again. The other side of the fan was filled with dense runes. These runes were very old. If he hadn't been an inner disciple of the Xuanmen and had been practicing with his master for more than ten years, the handwriting on it would have been unrecognizable.
This is a very ancient Taoist rune, very mysterious. After thousands of years, Taoism has been constantly evolving and changing, and many ancient runes have been lost.
However, Ge Yu is a personal disciple of Zhenren Chenyuan, and he has also been involved in this ancient rune.
Chapter completed!