Chapter 842

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　　“Kuang！”
　　The picture frame shattered.
“Hua la”, the glass shards broke all over the floor.
　　Xu Zhiming was startled by Ye Qiu’s actions and asked, “Little Ye, what are you doing？”
　　“Uncle Xu, there is something wrong with this painting.” Ye Qiu said.
　　Xu Zhiming quickly walked to the front of the ancient painting, took a couple of looks, and asked, “What’s wrong with it？”
　　Ye Qiu said, “Uncle Xu, touch the ancient painting with your hand.”
　　Xu Zhiming stretched out his finger and gently touched the ancient painting.
　　Instantly, a stream of cold air penetrated his skin, as if what he touched was not an ancient painting, but a piece of ice.
　　“Why is it so cold？”
　　After Xu Zhiming finished speaking, he suddenly realized something and asked, “Could it be yin qi？”
　　Ye Qiu nodded slightly.
Just now when he smashed the picture frame, he felt a strong sense of death.
　　Xu Zhiming was even more confused and asked, “Why would there be a sense of death on the ancient painting？”
Ye Qiu said, “If I’m not mistaken, this ancient painting should have been dug out from an ancient tomb, and it’s not an ordinary ancient tomb, but a fierce tomb.
Xu Zhiming was stunned: “Grave?”
　　Seeing that he didn’t understand, Ye Qiu explained, “It’s an ancient tomb where a lot of people died.”
　　So that’s how it is.
　　Xu Zhiming seemed to remember something again and said, “No, an ordinary ancient painting simply couldn’t be preserved in a tomb for hundreds of years. Even if it was well-preserved, once it came into contact with the air, it would oxidize. Why is this ancient painting not damaged at all？”
　　”Uncle Xu, when you touched this painting just now, besides feeling the cold, didn’t you find anything else？” Ye Qiu said, “This ancient painting wasn’t painted on paper.”
　　Xu Zhiming touched the ancient painting again and said in surprise, “It feels a bit like cloth？”
　　Ye Qiu nodded and said, “Uncle Xu’s feeling is right. This is a special kind of cloth.”
　　”This kind of cloth has a tough texture and is very thin, giving the feeling just like paper. Painting on this kind of cloth can last for thousands of years without damage.”
　　”This kind of cloth is not common. It is estimated that only the ancient princes and ministers could afford it.”
　　Xu Zhiming asked, “Then this painting must be of extraordinary value？”
　　”Hmm.” Ye Qiu gave a hmm and said, “This painting is estimated to be sold for several million, or even tens of millions.”
　　Xu Zhiming thought of something again, pointed to the other dozen or so ancient paintings on the wall, and said, “Then they…”
　　”They should have come out of the same tomb as this ancient painting and all have the aura of death.” Ye Qiu asked, “Uncle Xu, how long have these ancient paintings been hung in the bedroom？”
　　”They were just hung a few days ago.” Xu Zhiming said, “A few days ago, my father held a dinner party at home, and many guests came at that time.”
　　”Almost every guest gave a gift to my father.”
　　“This batch of ancient paintings was sent by others. Father liked them very much. The day after the dinner party, father asked someone to hang these ancient paintings in the bedroom.”
　　“Little Ye, why are you asking this？”
　　“Could it be that my father’s illness is related to these ancient paintings？”
　　Ye　Qiu　nodded.
　　“There is a strong death energy on these ancient paintings. Not to mention that Mr. Xu is so old, even a young and strong man like me will also contract a serious illness if he stays in this bedroom for a long time.”
　　“Uncle Xu, do you know who gave these ancient paintings to Mr. Xu？”
　　Ye Qiu suspected that the person who gave the paintings had bad intentions.
　　“Speaking of which, the person who gave the paintings to father, you also know.” Xu Zhiming said.
　　Ye Qiu was slightly surprised： “I know？ Could it be Li Zhengxi？”
　　“That’s him！”
　　Xu Zhiming said： “Not long ago, didn’t Li Zhengxi go to Huaguo to compete with you in medical skills? In the end, he was afraid of death and called father, hoping that father would come forward and find a way to save his life.”
　　“Father learned that you knew Chang Jin and asked Chang Jin to look for you. Later, father also approached the senior officials of the Huaguo military.”
　　“Li Zhengxi lost the competition. On the night he returned to South Korea, he came to participate in the dinner party and then gave these ancient paintings to father.”
　　Ye Qiu snorted coldly： “These ancient paintings are worth at least over 100 million. Li Zhengxi is actually willing to give them away. He is really generous.”
　　Xu Zhiming said： “Li Zhengxi is a very cunning person. The reason why he gave these ancient paintings to my father has a purpose.”
　　“First, my father saved his life, and he wants to repay the kindness of saving his life.”
　　“Second, he knows that my father likes to collect, and giving paintings is also considered to suit his taste.”
　　“Third, he wants to use this to get closer to my father.”
　　Ye Qiu suddenly said： “Uncle Xu, have you ever thought that maybe Li Zhengxi has a fourth purpose？”
　　Xu Zhiming was stunned： “The fourth purpose？ What is it？”
“Maybe Li Zhengxi wants to murder Old Mr. Xu,” Ye Qiu said.
　　Xu Zhiming shook his head： “This is impossible.”
“Li Zhengxi is a smart person. Although he is the great Korean medical sage, he is very clear that if he dares to murder my father, it will be a dead end.
　　“Moreover, these paintings were given to my father by Li Zhengxi in front of all the guests. Once my father dies because of these paintings, then he is the suspect.”
　　“Li Zhengxi is so afraid of death that he couldn’t have done such a stupid thing.”
　　After hearing this, Ye Qiu felt that Xu Zhiming’s analysis made some sense.
　　“Uncle Xu, these paintings hanging here will only aggravate Old Mr. Xu’s illness. It’s better to deal with them！” Ye Qiu said.
　　Xu Zhiming shouted： “Come here.”
　　Suddenly, two security guards walked in from the outside.
　　Xu Zhiming ordered： “Take all the paintings on the wall out and burn them.”
　　Ye Qiu was tongue-tied. As expected of a top wealthy family, ancient paintings worth over 100 million yuan were burned as soon as they were said to be burned, without even blinking an eye.
　　After the security guards took away the ancient paintings, Ye Qiu clearly felt that the yin energy in the bedroom was not so heavy.
　　He took Xu Yuanzheng’s pulse again.
　　Soon, Ye Qiu frowned again.
　　He found that after the ancient paintings were taken away, Xu Yuanzheng’s physical condition did not improve, and the cause of the disease still could not be found.
　　“Strange, any disease has a cause. Why can’t I find the cause of Mr. Xu’s disease？”
Ye Qiu opened his eye, and his sight penetrated Xu Yuanzheng’s skin to observe Xu Yuanzheng’s internal organs.
　　Everything　was　normal.
　　“Unfortunately, the old thing is not by my side. Otherwise, I could ask the old thing to divinate a hexagram. Maybe I could find some clues.”
　　Ye Qiu sighed secretly.
　　Just then, Song Huixian’s voice sounded outside the door： “Zhiming, Li Zhengxi and Li Minghan are here.”
　　“What are they here for？” Xu Zhiming asked.
　　Song Huixian replied： “Li Zhengxi said that he has found the cause of the disease and has a way to treat father.”
　　“Oh？” Xu Zhiming was a little surprised and asked： “Did Li Zhengxi say what the cause of father’s disease is？”
　　“Li Zhengxi said he wants to tell you face to face.” Song Huixian said： “Zhiming, go and meet Li Zhengxi！”
　　Xu Zhiming said： “Huixian, you ask Li Zhengxi to come here.”
　　”Okay.” Song Huixian left.
　　After hearing their conversation, Ye Qiu was puzzled in his heart. Even I haven’t found the cause of the disease for the time being. Can Li Zhengxi find it？
　　Why does it sound unreliable？