Old Master Hu's straightforwardness shocked the few of them.
He no longer looked grim. He would talk to Shi Ting, Ye Chen, and Yang Tian every now and then.
Ye Chen glanced at the ancient painting on the wall and said while smiling, "Old Master Hu, I wonder who's in this painting?"
"That's right, Old Master Hu. The beauty in the painting is extraordinary. She's the No. 1 beauty among all the beauties I've ever seen!" Yang Tian smiled.
Shi Ting had disdain written all over her face.
'Haha, all men are the same!'
Old Master Hu looked serious and said while shaking his head, "That's just a senior of my Hu family. She's long gone."
Yang Tian looked regretful.
However, Ye Chen secretly smiled.
'Your senior has demonic energy?
Can your senior's eyeballs still move after she's dead? '
However, since Old Master Hu was unwilling to tell him, it was inappropriate for him to continue asking.
Subsequently, Old Master Hu invited Ye Chen and the rest to stay. Aunt Hong did not reject him, mainly because she was worried that Liu Cangsheng would come to them at any time.
The young man and woman from before were in disbelief about Old Master Hu's decision. They hated Ye Chen and the rest even more now. They would tease them every now and then when they met.
Yang Tian was so mad that he almost rolled up his sleeves to beat them up.
Ye Chen brought him out and bought many things such as ancient books, ancient scholar clothes, and an oil lamp.
He even rented the scholar clothes from the production crew. Otherwise, he would not have been able to buy them even if he had the money.
Yang Tian could not stop asking him why he bought them. Ye Chen smiled and did not explain.
Soon, the sky turned dark.
After everyone went to bed, Ye Chen dragged Yang Tian to a grape trellis in the courtyard of the Hu residence. The sky seemed rather dark.
Yang Tian took out his phone and turned on the flashlight. He said rather speechlessly, "Old Ye, why did you bring me here in the middle of the night?"
Ye Chen took out the things that he bought earlier and placed them on the stone table next to him. He lit the oil lamp and passed the ancient scholar clothes to him. "Here, put it on!"
"Why are you putting it on?"
Yang Tian looked dumbstruck. "Don't tell me that you're going to upload a video clip to TikTok? Since when did you start playing TikTok? Damn it, that's poisonous. You can't touch it! "
"Have you read Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio?" Ye Chen asked all of a sudden.
Yang Tian nodded, "Yes, why?"
Ye Chen smiled and said, "Do you know what's the most common plot in Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio?"
Yang Tian looked at the ancient book on the stone table, the scholar's attire, and the oil lamp, he slapped his head: "A scholar reading late at night? And then a vixen comes to seduce him? "
"Yes!"
Ye Chen nodded and peeped at the direction of the Hu residence's living room. A mocking smirk appeared at the corner of his lips. "Let's sing the Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio tonight!"
"Are you f * cking sick?"
Yang Tian widened his eyes, thinking that he had heard wrongly, "You want me to do this in the middle of the night? Besides, who are you singing for? If you want to upload a video clip to TikTok, I might agree to it. "
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Quickly put it on!"
Ye Chen forced the ancient scholar's clothes on him and said, "Sit down. Pick up the book in front of you and read as much as you can."
"Wait!"
Yang Tian suddenly stopped him. He seemed to have realized something. "Why am I the scholar? Not you? That's not fair. "
Ye Chen's face turned grim.
"I know. You've finally admitted that I'm more handsome than you."
Yang Tian almost laughed out loud. He changed his words immediately after noticing that Ye Chen's face was turning grim, "I can pretend to be a scholar. Take out your phone and record a video of me. Then, upload it to TikTok."
In reality, Ye Chen was indeed mediocre in terms of appearance. He could not compare to Yang Tian who had thick brows, big eyes, and good features.
"No problem."
Ye Chen agreed to it right away.
He then picked up the ancient book and flipped to the first page. His face turned green instantly. "Jin Ping Mei? Old Ye, f * ck you. Didn't you look at the name when you bought the book? "
"I forgot."
Ye Chen smiled awkwardly. He really did not notice that. He subsequently said, "Don't worry. Just pretend to be reading and use the poems you learned in high school.
I'll stand aside and record the video for you.
Be serious. "
Ye Chen left after saying that.
Yang Tian almost spat a mouthful of blood out. However, he picked up the book anyway and began reading under the light of the oil lamp. "Cough, cough. The first chapter, Ximen Qing befriended ten brothers, and Wu Erlang treated his own brother and sister-in-law coldly …"
He realized that the beginning was boring as he read to this point, so he flipped a few pages. He happened to reach the part where Wu Dalang found out about Pan Jinlian and Ximen Qing's adultery and wanted to kill Wu Dalang with poison.
"Dalang, it's time to take your medicine …" He cleared his throat.
…
Ye Chen sat on a tree less than 100 meters away from him.
He performed the Breath Control Tactic on purpose to hide the aura on his body so that he was one with the tree. He said wryly while looking at the Hu residence's living room, "Will you be able to hold it in?"
During the day, he noticed the anomaly on the ancient painting.
It was then that he discovered the abnormality of the ancient painting. At that time, due to the presence of outsiders, he couldn't pry too much.
He wanted to verify the speculation in his heart.
That was why he did that.
The night was quiet, and the wind was quiet. Time passed slowly, but there was still no movement from the Hu residence's living room.
Ye Chen could not help but frown. "Did I get it wrong?"
He controlled his Divine Sense to sweep under the grape tree and saw Yang Tian sitting on a stone bench with his butt in the air. He had a cigarette in his mouth and his legs were crossed. He had one hand on his ankle and the other was reading the Plum in the Golden Vase with great interest.
The corner of Ye Chen's lips twitched hard.
'Is this an ancient scholar?'
It was no wonder that he did not fall for it.
He could not help but speak to Yang Tian through voice transmission, "Can you be more serious? Do you want the netizens to laugh at you if you put this video on TikTok? "
The voice that came out of nowhere shocked Yang Tian.
He looked around for a while. He only suppressed his shock when Ye Chen's voice came into his head again. He put on his shoes and stepped on the cigarette butt. He coughed and held the book in all seriousness. He mumbled while shaking his head, "Moonlight at the window, two pairs of shoes on the ground. No, it seems to be frost on the ground …"
Ye Chen nodded and recalled his Divine Consciousness.
Half an hour passed.
There was still no movement from the Hu residence's living room.
Ye Chen looked at Yang Tian again and saw him lying on the table. He said in a blur, "Cai Xukun, I'm a little dizzy from the fancy dribble …"
Ye Chen was speechless.
He shook his head and gave up. He leaped off the table and walked over to wake Yang Tian up. They left the grape trellis and returned to their respective rooms to sleep.
What he had no idea was …
Soon after Ye Chen left, Old Master Hu returned to the living room. He knelt before the ancient painting despite his old body.
…
(PS: There's one more chapter to the fourth chapter. I'll update it after dinner. Please recommend it. Monthly votes!)
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