Soul Painter

Gao Fan, Lawrence, Wu Haoxue and his party took a special plane to Dongying Kyoto.

Anna didn't come, and God didn't come, because the trip might not be safe, so Gao Fan wanted to find a chance to drive Lawrence away.

As for Wu Haoxue, although in terms of combat ability, he is not as good as the 'Peak of Humanity' Lu Zhi, but it is enough to protect Gao Fan.

The three arrived at Sanzhu's house.

It is said to be a house, but its area is similar to the Daku Temple where Gao Fan once became a monk. It is built on the mountain, with a vast courtyard, pagodas, artificial lakes, hot springs, and gardens. Although the buildings are not new, they are strong in their heritage. Walking here seems to have entered the Showa era in Japan, which made Gao Fan amazed.

"Hello, Mr. Gao Fan, the owner will see you in three days. During these three days, you can move freely in the house. Please don't feel restricted."

The young man who received Gao Fan was called Ikeda, he looked very capable, and said to Gao Fan and others at this moment.

"Three days." Gao Fan was noncommittal.

After Ikeda asked the taste of the three of them, he began to prepare meals for the three of them.

Wu Haoxue whispered to Gao Fan, "Someone is watching us."

Gao Fan nodded at him, and his inspiration reminded him that someone was watching them through the surveillance equipment.

"Why did San Zhuxiong ask us to wait for three days?" Gao Fan said to Lawrence a little louder.

"Maybe we came too hastily, and he's not ready yet." Lawrence guessed.

"Why did you agree to come if you weren't ready!" Gao Fan was furious, "Isn't my time time!"

boom!

Gao Fan kicked over the couch in front of him.

"Go!" He stood up and called out.

"Hey? Don't be angry~" Lawrence didn't know what was going on, but felt that Gao Fan had a strange temper. Didn't you insist on coming today? What kind of anger are you getting here? He chased after him and tried to persuade him.

Wu Haoxue followed Gao Fan's lead and went out.

"Mr. Gao Fan, you..." A young man named Ikeda stood in front of Gao Fan at the door, but Gao Fan interrupted him before he finished speaking.

"I don't have time to play patient games with you guys. Tell Sanzhuxiong, show up now, immediately, immediately, and we still have to talk, otherwise don't think about me taking a portrait of him!" Gao Fan said coldly.

"Yes, wait a moment, please don't be angry." Ikeda said with trepidation.

Ikeda hurried away.

The three of them stood in front of the house, neither retreating nor leaving, looking a little embarrassed.

"Little brother, your temper is really..." Lawrence sighed.

"I got the news that our competitor will arrive in three days. If you don't force Sanzhuxiong, let him feel that he can wait for a price between us..." Gao Fan whispered, there was no surveillance outside, Standing here, he can tell the truth.

"Competitor?" Lawrence was puzzled, "Is there any competitor for this thing?"

Are we not selling eternal life?

Is there anyone else who sells this thing?

Gao Fan didn't explain much.

Waited about ten minutes.

Only then did Ikeda turn around, and then he bowed respectfully to Gao Fan: "The Patriarch invites you to meet at the stupa."

...

pagoda.

Nine floors high.

There is no elevator.

Gao Fan crawled out of breath.

It's a good thing Lawrence and Wu are eager to learn.

Wu Haoxue even wants to carry Gao Fan for a ride. This child is eighteen years old this year. He probably has the nutrition to keep up, enough exercise, and the soul of two lives. He is tall and big, half taller than Gao Fan The head is as strong as a little tiger, and the whole body is full of vigor.

"No, no, I can do it." Gao Fan forced himself to reach the ninth floor, feeling that the pagoda was unusually high. Although it had nine floors, it was comparable to the eighteen floors of other Buddhist pagodas.

Got to the top floor.

Gao Fan saw San Zhuxiong who was as dry as a corpse.

In Gao Fan's eyes, this hundred-year-old head of the Three Pillars was like a candle that was about to burn out, with only a spark left, but he stubbornly kept himself from extinguishing it.

"Mr. Gao Fan, hello." San Zhuxiong's voice was weak but steady, "I'm sorry, every movement of mine is consuming my life, so I won't stand up and say hello to you."

"Mr. Gao Fan, please keep the conversation time within half an hour, otherwise the Patriarch's body will not be able to bear it." Ikeda said aside.

"No problem." Gao Fan nodded, and he sat cross-legged in front of San Zhuxiong, staring at San Zhuxiong's face carefully.

This action made Ikeda nervous for a while.

It doesn't matter. San Zhuxiong shook his head slightly.

"Mr. Sanzhu, ask a few questions~" Gao Fan said again.

"Excuse me." San Zhuxiong said.

"For eternal life..." Gao Fan only said four words.

Sanzhuxiong's eyes, as silent as stagnant water, had already burst into light.

Gao Fan paused for a moment, and looked at the screen wall on one side. The screen wall was very large and hung a "Statue of Emperor Shakratus". The Buddhist paintings in Dongying began in the Heian period (probably equivalent to the middle and late Tang Dynasty). Popular and prosperous, in the history of Buddhist paintings, the existence of the national treasure is "five statues and twelve statues". Among the five twelve statues is the "Statue of Emperor Shakra".

There is no need to ask why the national treasure Buddhist paintings that should have been placed in the National Museum are hung on the Sanzhu Family Pagoda. It is just a small aspect that proves the Sanzhu Family's heritage and Sanzhuxiong's identity as the "underground emperor" of Dongying.

When Gao Fan uttered the word "eternal life", "The Portrait of Emperor Shi Tian" was "looking" at Gao Fan.

"What price can you pay for eternal life?" Gao Fan asked San Zhuxiong again.

"How much does the painter want?" San Zhuxiong asked back.

"Money is not important." Gao Fan said.

Lawrence nodded, what we want is wealth.

"But you have to be sincere." Gao Fan said, "I don't know how others will give you eternal life, but with me, you have to be sincere."

"What sincerity?" San Zhuxiong asked again.

"For example..." Gao Fan stretched out his hand to Wu Haoxue, and Wu Haoxue took out a lighter from his pocket.

After taking the lighter, Gao Fan 'clicked' to light it, walked to the "Portrait of Emperor Shakra", and started to light it from a corner of this national treasure Buddha painting measuring 144 cm by 126 cm.

This painting has a history of about a thousand years. It is made of silk cloth. It is said to be "hanging", but it is actually placed in the screen wall by means of "embedding". There is a grooved temperature controller next to it to ensure It seems to be randomly placed in the pagoda in an environment with suitable temperature and humidity, but in fact it is a place where light cannot reach, so that the dye on it will not fall off due to sunlight.

In short, for Dongying, this painting has almost the same status as "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" in the Forbidden City, and it can be said to be a real national treasure.

This national treasure was ignited under the flame of Gao Fan's lighter with a "huh".

"Mr. Gao Fan!" Ikeda yelled, that is Dongying's national treasure.

Sanzhuxiong slightly raised his hand and pressed it down, signaling Ikeda to shut up.

Lawrence opened his mouth in an 'ah', but he couldn't stop Gao Fan at this time.

But Gao Fan looked at the "Portrait of Emperor Shitian" being ignited by him into flames, smoke, and ashes, showing a satisfied smile, then turned his head and said to San Zhuxiong: "First, you have to chase the Buddha."