The First Dude: Dark Emperor, Come To Fight!

There is a picture frame under the pillow with pictures of three people in it.

A middle-aged man looked like the old man when he was young. A woman who didn't look very beautiful but had a sense of tolerance and peace, a gentle smile lingering on her eyebrows, which made people feel very comfortable.

There was also a teenage boy standing between them. Judging from the facial features, Yan Bohan looked somewhat similar to him.

When Mr. Yan saw Ning Xi picking up the photo frame, he was stunned at first, then a little unspeakably nervous, and glanced at Yan Bohan more covertly.

Seeing that his grandson was only attracted by the photo frame, but did not go over to look at the photos inside, he was a little relieved.

He said: "Master Ning, is there anything wrong with this photo frame?"

There was no evil in the photo frame, so Ning Xi used her soul power to check again.

I soon discovered something was wrong. The woman in the photo gave people a sense of tolerance, as if she were alive, and her eyes seemed to be filled with emotion.

But the more this happens, the weirder it becomes. This is a photo, how can it be like seeing a real person.

Ning Xi pondered for a moment and came up with a guess.

She walked up to Mr. Yan holding the photo frame and asked, "Dr. Yan, do you often touch and look at this photo frame?"

Mr. Yan sighed, "This photo frame is very important to me, so I will look at it and touch it every morning and evening!"

"The photo frame has been with me for many years. If there was evil, then I might have died long ago." He added.

Ning Xi was rubbed around the photo frame until the color became much lighter. It could be judged that his words were true, but the problem was not there.

"Old man, can you caress and look at the photo in this frame as usual?" She handed the photo frame over.

Mr. Yan was startled. He really didn't expect Ning Xi to make such a request, "Do you have to do this?"

Ning Xi nodded: "This is related to your condition. If you want to solve it, you must do it."

"Grandpa, just do what Master Ning said." Yan Bohan was extremely convinced of Ning Xi now.

Mr. Yan sighed again, took the photo frame and blocked it with his hand, then sat on the bed and began to rub the photo frame as usual.

But he felt a little uncomfortable because of the presence of someone.

"Dr. Yan, what kind of emotion do you usually use when looking at photos? You need to be the same now." Ning Xi reminded.

Mr. Yan smiled coquettishly: "Okay, I'll give it a try!"

He adjusted his mood and gradually brought into normal feelings.

He caressed the woman in the photo with great care, with a kind of nostalgia in his eyes. It was a very sad emotion, as if the other person was everything to him after just one look for thousands of years.

Yan Bohan glanced at the photo just now, but except for the middle-aged man who was his grandfather when he was young, he had never seen the other two people at all.

He was very shocked. He had seen photos of his grandma, but she was definitely not the woman in the photo now.

Looking at the two people hugging each other and smiling in the photo, they seem to be very happy. What is going on?

About ten minutes later, the old man's expression suddenly became dull, and a trace of evil overflowed from the photo and entered his body.

This time, even Yan Bohan felt a cold air lingering in the room, and something was wrong with his grandfather's expression.

Ning Xi walked over quickly and turned her head to look at the photo. Sure enough, she saw that the woman's eyes were alive with tenderness and charm.