After seeing Chen Jishun's behavior, Miao Bohou and others knew that they must have been hit by Chen Feng. Their expressions on their faces were shocked and suspicious, but they still couldn't believe what Chen Feng said at once. Is there really something in this world that cannot be explained by science?

After Chen Jieya came to her senses, her mood was not as out of control as before. She just stood by without saying a word, looking at the oil paintings hanging on the wall with a bit complicated look.

Seeing Chen Jishun rushing over with a cup of hot water, Tang Kexin standing at the door of the room, Xu Han and Xiao Yiqiu retreated, giving up a lot of space for Chen Jishun.

Xu Han, who exited the room, asked in a low voice: "Kexin, Teacher Shen is your brother. Do you know what Teacher Shen is going to do?"

After shaking his head, Tang Kexin said, "No matter what Brother Chen Feng wants to do, I believe he can definitely treat Principal Chen's granddaughter's illness."

Xiao Yiqiu nodded in agreement: "Although what Teacher Shen said sounds a bit incredible, is it normal that Mr. Hu's knee was treated all at once? Teacher Shen should have his intention."

Du Zheng also withdrew from the other side. He whispered: "Tang Kexin, first of all, I don't want to say bad things about your brother, but I always feel like a liar who casts spells and exorcisms. Do you really believe that someone will fall into a coma because of an ordinary oil painting? We live in the real world, not in myths."

"Of course I don't deny that his acupuncture method was shocking before, but now it's different from just now, and it's completely different from the ones. If he can really prove this time that Principal Chen's granddaughter was sick from this oil painting, then I will be completely convinced by him."

While Du Zheng was speaking, Chen Jishun had already handed a cup of hot water to Chen Feng.

At the same time, Tang Kexin and others ignored Du Zheng and walked into the room again.

Du Zheng took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, and said to himself in his heart: "What era is now? I'm still doing this in the old society. I really don't know what Yiqiu thought? She never believed in such a thing!"

After talking to himself for a while, he squeezed into the room again.

Chen Feng looked at the framed oil paintings on the wall, and he poured the hot water from the cup onto the oil paintings.

This splash is mixed with spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy is used to completely spread hot water. It can be said that this cup of hot water is evenly poured onto the entire oil painting.

This oil painting was not damaged by hot water.

Chen Feng casually put the cup aside, sat down on a chair in the room, and said, "Wait for a while."

Chen Jishun and Chen Jieya were so complicated that they didn't speak, so Miao Bohou and others naturally wouldn't speak at this time.

However, Du Zheng couldn't help but stand up and asked, "Teacher Shen, I do admire your previous achievements in traditional Chinese medicine, but are you sure Principal Chen's granddaughter's illness is related to this oil painting?"

Between talking.

Du Zheng walked to the oil painting. He loved Xiao Yiqiu for many years. Chen Feng's appearance gave him a serious sense of crisis. In his opinion, Chen Feng could not cure Chen Xiaomei's disease, so he made up such a set of rhetoric. After all, Chen Xiaomei's disease may be more difficult to treat than Hu Crook's legs before.

Du Zheng looked at the oil painting hanging on the wall and said, "Teacher Shen, it's not that I don't believe you, but when you look at this oil painting, the characters and scenes are so warm, and the whole oil painting gives people a feeling of sunshine."

Du Zheng turned to the oil painting while looking at Chen Feng.

But when he turned his head, he saw that the surface of the oil painting was rapidly fading a layer of color.

Soon, the warm picture in the original oil painting disappeared.

The current oil paintings are bloody scenes, with babies whose heads are broken by iron wires and hanging on top of tall iron rods.

The babies were drawn vividly, with intestines flowing out of their ruptured belly, and a very terrifying expression on their faces. Their pupils all showed a white color, and red color was dotted in the white.

On the ground under the iron rod, there was a man with a ferocious face. His tongue was stretched out, probably licking his lips and looking at the babies hanging on the iron rod.

The whole oil painting is mainly blood-red.

Chen Feng could feel that this blood-red contains blood. Not only is it just a pigment, but the blood in it belongs to a baby.

It should be the blood of resentment taken out after killing the baby.

There are a total of ten babies in the oil paintings hanging high above the iron rods. The wind can feel that the oil painting also contains the blood of ten babies.

The blood of resentment has been condensed in oil paintings for a long time, and the scenes in this oil painting are connected with the blood of resentment of ten different babies.

Of course, the most important thing is that if Chen Feng didn't feel wrong, then this oil painting should have been placed in a place where there were a lot of people dead for a long time.

This can be said to be a blood baby picture, and it is a blood baby picture full of resentment.

The warm pictures on the oil paintings before were just a layer of color on the surface, which would completely dissolve when exposed to hot water, and then the true appearance of the oil painting will be revealed.

After Chen Jishun and Chen Jieya saw the strange changes in the oil painting on the wall, their steps couldn't help but take a step back, with an extremely frightened expression on their faces. They seemed to blink when they saw the terrifying baby in the painting?

Miao Bohou and Hu Cuzi didn't dare to make any sound. Why did the oil painting that was so warm just now become so terrifying in the blink of an eye?

Xu Han, Tang Kexin and Xiao Yiqiu's faces turned a little pale. After all, the three of them are girls!

Du Zheng, who was about to speak, saw the changes of everyone, was filled with doubts and couldn't help but turn his head and look at the oil painting again.

The bloody and terrifying scene instantly imprinted into his sight. The most important thing was that he was closer. He didn't know if he had an illusion. The man standing under the iron rod laughed even more ferociously at him, and even he had a terrifying auditory hallucination. A terrifying cry of a baby came from his ears.

Du Zheng, who was originally calm and composed, was instantly scared to a very pale face. He was just talking very well, but now his heart was so scared that his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

Although he was extremely strong, he could not withstand such sudden fear.

I wanted to get away from this oil painting quickly, but my feet staggered and fell into trouble.

When the butt lands.

A "shou" sound.

He let out an extremely long fart, and he was so scared that he couldn't control himself.

Fortunately, he was quite brave and was not scared to shit out directly.

This fart came too timely, especially in this terrifying environment, which immediately made Miao Bohou and others feel like they wanted to laugh, and relieved the terrifying atmosphere. (To be continued.)

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