The old man smiled with wrinkles all over his face, "Miss, thank you so much for today."
The Ai Ci said unhurriedly, "Sir, although this is a small alley, there are many people coming and going. How could there be a robbery in broad daylight?"
"This … I'm not sure."
"Sir," the Ai Ci lowered her voice so that the passersby who were secretly paying attention to her could not hear her clearly, but her voice was clearly transmitted to the old man's ears, "You have to be more careful these days."
"Ah?" The old man was confused.
The Ai Ci said mysteriously, "On the way home today, remember to walk left at all times."
"What do you mean?"
The Ai Ci did not explain, "Sir, if you want to find me later, come here and wait for forty-five minutes."
The old man wanted to ask her more, but the police car arrived at this moment. The crowd immediately dispersed to make way for the police. In the midst of the crowd, the girl was blocked by the flow of people and disappeared without a trace.
The police began to deal with the aftermath, while the passersby were still discussing.
Outside the noisy crowd, a bony hand picked up the painting in the puddle. The owner of the hand was tall, wearing a neatly ironed suit and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He looked very gentle and clean. He took out a handkerchief to wipe the water stains on the painting and slowly opened it.
The ink on the painting had been washed away by the water, and the original appearance of the painting could not be recognized. Only the seal on the bottom left corner could be vaguely seen.
It was the word "Ai".
The man's face changed, and the hand holding the painting suddenly tightened. He pursed his lips and looked around, and his eyes flashed with ecstasy.
But in the vast sea of people, he could not find the figure he was thinking of.
**
The old man's name was Zhang Tianming. When he came out of the police station, it was already afternoon.
Zhang Tianming called the driver to pick him up. Because the streets nearby were narrow and easy to get stuck in traffic, he decided to walk two streets to wait for the driver.
Zhang Tianming habitually walked along the right sidewalk. Suddenly, he remembered the Ai Ci's words, "Remember to walk left at all times."
As he grew older, even if he didn't believe in these supernatural things, he would rather believe in them than believe in them.
Zhang Tianming decisively crossed the road.
After walking for a short distance, he suddenly heard a loud bang and the exclamations of the passers-by.
He turned his head and saw a huge steel frame lying upside down on the sidewalk across the street.
If he hadn't crossed this road, with his speed, he should have been there by now.
If such a large steel frame fell on his old bones …
Zhang Tianming had a lingering fear and immediately called the driver. Then, he turned around and walked toward the alley in front of the calligraphy and painting market. Along the way, he didn't forget to walk on the left.
He waited uneasily in the alley for three-quarters of an hour, and the Ai Ci appeared exactly at the mouth of the alley, and walked gracefully towards him.
Zhang Tianming greeted him politely. His attitude was so respectful that those who didn't know would think that the Ai Ci was his elder.
"Master, thank you so much. I almost had an accident just now!"
Zhang Tianming was a smart person. He knew that this kind of thing couldn't be thanked verbally, so he immediately handed over a red packet that he had the driver prepare as thanks.
The Ai Ci accepted it without any trace of politeness: "Did you break a vase before you left this morning?"
"Yes, Master. You're really amazing!" Zhang Tianming didn't expect her to know about such a small thing as breaking a vase.
The Ai Ci didn't comment and smiled slightly: "It's fine if it's broken. Otherwise, you wouldn't be in such a dangerous situation today. Your face was originally a face of great wealth and fortune, but now there's a black line between your eyebrows, cutting off your original face. Although you can still turn misfortune into fortune now, you won't have this luck in the long run. "
Zhang Tianming was shocked: "What should I do?"
The Ai Ci asked again: "Did you move to a new house recently?"
"Yes, it's in the Xishan Villa. The air in the suburbs is better. My son specially bought it to show his filial piety to me. What, is there a problem, Master? "
"Take me to see it."
The driver was already waiting at the entrance of the alley. When he saw that the Master that the old man spoke of was actually such a young girl, a trace of surprise flashed through his eyes. He quietly sent a message to the boss.
The Xishan Villa District was located on Qifeng Mountain in the western suburbs of the imperial capital. Since this mountain dared to have this name, it was obviously regarded as a place of feng shui treasures since ancient times.
The layout of the entire villa group was strictly in accordance with feng shui and fate. It was in accordance with heaven and earth's fate. It was reasonable to say that the people who lived here wouldn't attract wealth and treasures, but they would still be safe.
The Zhang family's villa was located in the middle.
According to the old man's preferences, the decoration was very retro. The living room was filled with expensive mahogany furniture, and there were several ink paintings hanging on the walls.
In the middle was a painting of mountains and rivers. The painting was full of spiritual energy. The mountains were long and the rivers were far away. The mountain range was tall and green, and the mist was faintly discernible. It was as if the clouds and mist would overflow the painting in the next moment. In the lower left corner of the painting, there was a small seal. The word "Ai" was circled in red ink.
The Ai Ci raised her eyebrows. Her painting? Looking at the degree of oxidation of the painting, it was painted by her 400 years ago.
Now, it was solemnly hung in the hall. Among the three paintings on the wall, only this painting was covered with a glass cover as protection.
Zhang Tianming saw her standing in front of the painting for a long time. He couldn't help but ask, "Is there a problem with this painting? This is the work of Ai Zhi. Do you know Ai Zhi? "
How could the Ai Ci not know?
The name Ai Ci was her first name. Now, only her companions still called her that, especially Espoir. He seemed to be obsessed with this name. After so many years, he still insisted on using this name when he helped her make an ID card.
In human society, the Ai Ci couldn't always use the same name, so she changed her name many times.
Ai Zhi was the name she used for a short time in human society 400 years ago. It wasn't too long ago, so she remembered it quite clearly.
The Ai Ci asked casually, "How's the market for Ai Zhi's works now?"
Speaking of this, Zhang Tianming, who had nothing to do but study calligraphy and painting after retirement, suddenly became enraptured. "Ai Zhi's paintings are very rare in the market, but Ai Zhi's descendant, Ai Ning's painting was just sold at the auction house some time ago. It was sold at a high price of 30 million yuan! The price of Ai Zhi's paintings will only be higher! "
Ai Ning was her name from 200 years ago.
The Ai Ci's heart skipped a beat. If the older the painting, the more valuable it was, then she could paint it, and then oxidize it to make it old …
Zhang Tianming thought the Ai Ci was very interested, so he became more and more excited. "Speaking of which, the Ai Family is really mysterious. Every hundred years or so, there's an amazing Ai Family that comes out of nowhere …"
Ai Family?
The Ai Ci, who supported an entire family by herself, smiled and didn't say anything. However, she was very happy with Zhang Tianming's heartfelt praise. She secretly decided to give him a 20% discount when the time came.
"… Don't think that I'm talking about unofficial history. Although they are rarely mentioned in official history, and not many people know about them now, my ancestors were lucky enough to be friends with the Ai Family. That's why I know about this legendary family."
"The Ai Family used the same seal on the painting, and the style of the painting is also very similar. If you want to know which generation painted it, you have to look at the handwriting of the poem. My family's painting is passed down from my ancestors. The poem was written by Ai Zhi's contemporary great master, Zeng Ming. This is a treasure that can't be bought with money. "
Their ancestors passed down a painting of hers?
This family did seem to have some relationship with her. No wonder they knew a lot about the Ai Family.
The Fengshui of this house was very good, and there was also her painting. It shouldn't have attracted bad luck.
The Ai Ci walked around the house and didn't find anything wrong. However, she still had a faint feeling of discomfort in her heart.
There was nothing wrong with this place, but there was too much of a problem.
She turned her wrist, and a compass appeared out of nowhere. Then she closed her eyes and mobilized the air of the entire Qifeng Mountain. She stood in front of the house, and the hemline of her long dress fluttered in the wind. Her body was still there, but her mind had already melted into the air and covered the entire Qifeng Mountain.
Birds chirped, insects chirped, leaves trembled, and even the dust under the light appeared one by one in her sea of consciousness. She seemed to be hugging a mountain, and all the movements on the mountain were at the tip of her nose, under her hands, and in front of her eyes.
She stood in front of the house, and she also existed in every corner of the mountain.
The layout of the villa on the mountain, from the house, the road to the flowers and the grass, was very particular. It was reasonable to say that it had been done by a Fengshui master.
No.
The Ai Ci frowned slightly.
She increased the range of air manipulation, and her mind stretched all the way down the mountain.
Found it.
She didn't know whether it was intentional or not, the forest at the foot of the mountain was surrounded by a six-pointed star shaped flower bed.
There seemed to be a patch of rose planted in the flower bed, but there were a few strands of wild grass growing quietly at the six sharp corners. Wild grass was used by the ancient people for divination, but few people knew that it could easily become evil if it was used to set up a formation.
In this way, the flower bed was just in the middle of the villa area.
The Ai Ci raised her eyelids and glanced at the villa next door.
The flower bed was actually facing the villa, and the main obstacle of the wild grass was the villa. The Zhang family was just on the side and was slightly affected.
Did someone want to deal with the owner of the house next door?
When Gu Ting returned home with the wound on his hand, he saw the familiar figure in the yard next door.
The champagne-colored long dress was from Haute Couture of C Family. Gu Ting had seen models wearing it, but models didn't look as good as her in it.
The breeze blew gently, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on her body. The sequins on the long dress slightly reflected the light, making her as dazzling as if she was glowing.
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