Sorry, the System is Really Amazing

It was such a happy decision, Ye Chen and Lin Yuxi lived here, Lin's father and Lin's mother moved.

Ye Chen took out three amulets and handed them to the three members of the Lin family, asking them to put them next to each other.

He will buy a second-hand house or something as soon as possible, and let Lin's father and Lin's mother pack up the things before letting them move out.

Ye Chen, do you still go to school? Lin Yuxi asked.

Yuxi, go to school by yourself today. I won't go. Lin Yuxi has to study hard every day to be a good student, but Ye Chen doesn't have to.

He planned to go out for a stroll to see the feng shui pattern on the side of Guang Street, and go to the agency to look at the house by the way.

At that moment, after bidding farewell to Lin's father and Lin's mother, Ye Chen and Lin Yuxi went out together.

When they reached the gate of the community, Ye Chen called a taxi for Lin Yuxi and asked her to go to school.

Ye Chen wandered around casually by himself.

Looking up from a distance, the mountain has already started construction in a hurry.

‘Heh, that Bai’s Group is really interesting…’ Ye Chen smiled playfully.

The salt market in midsummer is like a stove. It is now around ten o'clock in the morning, and the ground of the asphalt road is scorched so that it is sizzling.

Ye Chen walked into an old street. On both sides of the street, there were various facades and commercial and residential buildings built in the 1990s.

The mottled and peeling walls are like an old man in the dying days, lingering on his last breath.

When passing by a garbage dump, I saw several police cars parked there, and a conspicuous cordon was drawn, and many people were watching the excitement.

The garbage dump was stinking, and a sanitation worker in uniform was being questioned by several police officers.

Ye Chen immediately saw Mo Qing, who was dressed in a police uniform, beautiful, enchanting and sexy.

Sister Mo? Ye Chen walked up involuntarily.

At this time, Mo Qing was talking to a police officer beside her.

How many packs of body parts were found? Who found it? When? Are you sure about the source of the body? Mo Qing spoke extremely fast.

The policeman replied meticulously. Three packs of body parts have been found so far, and the dumping place is in this garbage dump. This garbage dump is regularly cleaned 5 times a month. Today happens to be the day to clean up the garbage dump. Early in the morning, around 6 o'clock, sanitation workers In the piled up garbage warehouse, I found three packages of body parts, one of which contained two arms, and two packages of left and right legs. The body parts were packed in a very common black plastic bag. There is no direction. At present, we have asked the city bureau to support and conduct a carpet search in this area. The source of the corpse cannot be determined for the time being, and the time and cause of death are also uncertain.

Mo Qing frowned, Hurry up and work. Judging from the current situation, the body throwing site is outdoors, and there are many uncertainties. In case the weather is not beautiful, and it rains next time, there is no chance of re-examination. No.

Sister Mo...! Ye Chen greeted from outside the cordon.

As soon as Mo Qing heard Ye Chen's voice, her eyes lit up, and she explained a few words to the policeman beside her, and stepped over the cordon with a cat waist, and walked over.

Ye Chen, don't you have to go to class today? Mo Qing asked.

No need. What's the point of going to class? Hahaha... Sister Mo, what's going on? Ye Chen asked curiously.

Murder and dismemberment case. Mo Qing sighed, What do you think is going on in Guangda Street? Vicious homicides occur frequently, isn't it too evil? Could it be because the weather is too hot? From criminology From the perspective of analysis, the high and hot temperature is the catalyst for violent temper, the hotter the weather, the higher the frequency of violent wounding or homicide.

Sister Mo, you can really talk. Ye Chen said speechlessly. What does this have to do with the hot weather? This is because the feng shui pattern of Guangda Street has been destroyed.

Mo Qing couldn't help laughing. Come on, Ye Chen, you're even more evil than I said. Murder and Feng Shui are two things that cannot be matched.

Ye Chen said seriously.

Sister Mo, don't you believe me. Feng Shui Gemyu is a concrete manifestation of our Chinese wisdom. Today's superstition is tomorrow's science! Well, since you have to work on a case, I won't bother you, I'll go first .”

Although Ye Chen has studied the skill books on detectives and solving crimes, he is not very interested in this stuff.

That's fine, let's make another date. Mo Qing smiled sweetly. Ye Chen, if I encounter difficulties in this case, I will have to ask you for help.

It's best not to look for me. Ye Chen turned around and left.

At this time, Mo Qing's cell phone rang.

answer the phone.

Soon, the expression on her face became tense and anxious.

After hanging up the phone, Mo Qing hurriedly stopped Ye Chen and ran up. Ye Chen, are you free now? Can you accompany me home, my dad suddenly fainted.

Huh? Uncle fainted? Ye Chen froze for a moment, then nodded. Okay, I'll accompany you home and have a look.

Now that Ye Chen's medical skills are relatively high, he can just go there and do a mission.

At that moment, the two got into a police car and hurriedly drove to the community where Mo Qing lived.

Arrived at Mo Qing's house.

As soon as he stepped into the gate, Ye Chen keenly sensed a trace of resentment!

Yes, it is resentment!

However, it doesn't look like the resentment emanating from ghosts.

I saw that Mo's father was sitting on the sofa, his face turned pale, and Mo's mother was busy pouring water and taking medicine for him.

Dad, what's the matter? When I left in the morning, you were fine. Mo Qing hurried over.

I don't know what's going on. I've always been in good health, and I didn't have a three-high, so I suddenly fainted. But I drank some glucose water, and I'm much better now. Father Mo saw Ye Chen also came, Joy on the face. Hey, Xiaochen, come on, sit down and let your aunt make tea for you.

Uncle, you're welcome. Ye Chen smiled, and calmly opened his yin and yang eyes for a look.

Awesome!

Ye Chen discovered that in Mo's father's Yintang, it was dark, and there was a trace of evil spirit entwined in the Palace of Fate!

The last time Ye Chen showed Father Mo a picture, it wasn't like this!

Forget it, Dad, I'd better accompany you to the hospital and have a thorough physical examination. Let's go now! Mo Qing said without hesitation.

Wait— Ye Chen said. No need to go to the hospital.

Huh? Ye Chen, what's wrong with you? Mo Qing asked.

Yes, Uncle has some problems. But I should be able to deal with it. Ye Chen opened his yin and yang eyes, and he could clearly see the direction of the resentment in the room.

Following his resentment, he walked towards Father Mo's study and studio.

Mo Qing supported Mo's father with a worried face, and followed Ye Chen.

In the study.

Ye Chen's pupils shrank, and he stared at a painting hanging on the wall.

It was an ancient painting, very old, without signature, inscription, poem or seal.

Even, the painting is not completely finished yet.

A trace of cold resentment seeped out from the ancient painting and filled the study room.

As a result, the temperature in the whole study room is much lower than outside.

However, the content of this painting is very indecent.

In the painting, there is a vivid young woman, enchanting and beautiful, but naked. Although the legs are not finished, it is obviously a yellow painting!

It is also commonly known as Chun Na Han Tu!

Uncle must have stayed in this study for a long time last night, right? Ye Chen asked.

Yes, I worked at my desk last night and didn't rest until after two o'clock in the morning. I also suddenly became interested and wanted to finish a painting. Father Mo smiled.

That's it. Ye Chen nodded approvingly. It's the painting that's the problem—

With that said, Ye Chen walked towards the little yellow painting.

Dad! Mo Qing glanced at the painting, her expression was a little unnatural, she was ashamed and embarrassing, You, why do you hang such a painting? It's simply insulting to the gentleman! Dad, what are you doing? Disrespectful to old people! This kind of painting is hanging in the study majestically...!

Ahem... Mo's father was extremely embarrassed, Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong, I found this painting in the antique market yesterday, it should be a work from the Ming Dynasty, the painting skill is very good, the art attainment is very high , has everyone’s demeanor, and the appearance is good. I liked it very much when I saw it. I bought it for 5,000 yuan. However, the painting has not been completed yet, and there is no signature seal, so the collection value is discounted, but definitely It's a painting from the Ming Dynasty!

Dad, don't make excuses. What kind of artistic value does this kind of yellow painting talk about? No matter how good the painting is, it's hard to be elegant. Mo Qing frowned. Throw it away immediately! If you don't throw it away, I'll throw it for you!

There is a problem with this painting, and it's a big problem. Ye Chen said with deep approval.

What's wrong? Mo Qing asked.

The person who painted this picture has a lot of resentment. Ye Chen's pupils shrank slightly, He must have been unappreciated, poor, and desolate before he was alive. And his painting level is superb, so, in the painting of this painting At that time, I attached my resentment to the painting.

Over time, the resentment lingered, forming a fierce spirit. My uncle bought the painting and hung it in the study, and stayed up all night in the study yesterday. You know, after midnight, people's yang energy is the weakest, and sometimes they wake up in the middle of the night. When I opened my eyes, I could vaguely see little ghosts passing by outside the window. This is the reason. Uncle inhaled the evil energy in this painting when his yang energy was at its weakest, which is why he suddenly fainted this morning.

Xiaochen, what do you mean, you also threw away this painting? Is it an ominous thing? Father Mo still believed Ye Chen's words. What's more, Ye Chen's words are more effective than Mo Qing's.

It's not enough to throw it away. Ye Chen shook his head. I said before that the person who painted this painting was at the peak of his skills, so he was able to attach the resentment at that time to the painting, making the painting full of spirit. Look, is the woman in the painting full of melancholy? Sadness, pain? This is all vivid. So, I can be sure that this painting is from the hands of a famous artist, and definitely not an ordinary person. Now, I will erase all the resentment and evil spirit in the painting, and then it will be fine.

Oh? In the Ming Dynasty, what is it about people who are depressed and underappreciated? Father Mo became interested.

at this time!

Under Ye Chen's yin and yang eyes, the woman in the painting suddenly became a little weird, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, revealing a sinister grin!

At the same time, the resentment in the painting surged out like a hurricane, rushing towards Ye Chen!

Ye Chen's Dao Qi energy surged all over his body to expel the resentment.

However, in his mind, scenes of scenes emerged in the blink of an eye.

These images, like a slide show, played frame by frame in Ye Chen's mind!

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