Natsume took Lin Yi upstairs, looking a little tired.

After going up to the second floor and arriving at the door of a room, Natsume grabbed the door handle and looked at Lin Yi hesitantly: "My dad may look a little scary now, so be mentally prepared."

Lin Yi nodded and Natsume opened the door.

Inside the door is a well-decorated room. The dark night sky can be seen through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. The windows are half closed, and there is wind blowing from there.

In the center of the room is a large bed. Lying on the bed is a middle-aged man, wearing a white nightgown. He is skinny and skinny. The skin on his entire face seems to have lost all moisture, making him look a bit ferocious and terrifying.

As if hearing the sound of the door opening, the middle-aged man on the bed opened his eyes slightly, as if he wanted to look here, but his eyes were dim and his body was extremely weak, making even simple movements somewhat difficult for him to complete.

"Dad, this is the friend I told you about. Maybe he can do something." Natsume walked up and looked at his father lying on the bed, his tone was very soft.

Here, Natsume didn't have any of the unruly nature of being the eldest son of the Xia family. Instead, he was just quiet and peaceful, with a bit of worry in his eyes.

"Let me take a look first." Lin Yi walked forward, stretched out his hand, and put it on the middle-aged man's arm.

"The pulse is disordered, the energy and blood are depleted, and it looks like he has lost his soul."

Lin Yi squinted his eyes and looked at the whole room.

"How is it?" Natsume looked at Lin Yi nervously.

"When did this symptom start?" Lin Yi stood up and asked.

"It started about a month ago." Natsume sighed: "A few days ago, my dad's health was not as bad as it is now, but within this week, his health continued to deteriorate. He...he is only forty-five this year.

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Now Natsume's father looks clearly like an old man in his seventies or eighties, and he doesn't look like a forty-year-old at all.

"A month ago, did he eat any food or get anything?" Lin Yi's eyes fell on the bed, and he could clearly feel the cold air coming from the body of the person on the bed.

The breath was very cold and wisps of air.

"If you eat, I shouldn't have eaten anything or gotten anything..." Natsume frowned and tried to remember, but in the end, he still shook his head: "I don't know, because I was studying in Minghai at that time and rarely went home.

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Lin Yi's eyes did not stop, scanning the whole room, taking a deep breath, closing his eyes slightly, then Lin Yi stretched out his right hand in the void, quickly picked up a series of spells, and drew arcs in the air.

Wire.

Suddenly, bursts of white mist instantly formed a faint circle of light in mid-air, spreading out in all directions.

Seeing this scene, Natsume looked surprised and didn't dare to ask.

The aperture rotated gently in mid-air, then spread in all directions, quickly filling the entire room. Then, the aperture penetrated into the wall and spread further outside.

Lin Yi's closed eyes slowly opened, turned and walked towards the door.

Natsume saw this and hurried to follow.

After going up to the third floor, Lin Yi stopped in front of a door at the end of the corridor. This door was different from other doors in that it had an aluminum alloy facade.

"Where is this place?" Lin Yi asked.

"This is my father's collection room. He has always liked to collect calligraphy and paintings. What's wrong?" Natsume didn't understand why Lin Yi suddenly came to this place.

"Open the door, the problem should be inside."

Lin Yi had just used the Secret Mountain Searching Order and felt the cold atmosphere inside the door. He was now standing outside the door, frowning slightly.

Natsume didn't dare to hesitate and opened the door.

Opened the door and walked in.

There are many calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall inside the door. At a rough glance, there are probably dozens of them.

Lin Yi glanced around and locked his eyes on one of the pictures of ladies.

On that picture, there are three women. One woman is lying drunk by the river with a wine glass in her hand. The other woman is carrying a basket of clothes with a charming smile on her face, her eyes are watery and her eyes are moving. The third woman is holding a basket of clothes.

The woman's face was covered with frost, and her eyes glowed with a strange glaze.

"Where did this painting come from?" Lin Yi stretched out his hand and pointed to the picture of a lady on the wall.

Natsume took a look and thought for a while: "My cousin should have given it to my dad. He knew that my dad liked to collect these ancient paintings, so he bought one from the market."

"The problem lies in this painting. The evil spirit in this painting is too strong, and..." At this point, Lin Yi stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and gently touched the painting with his fingers.

Seeing that Lin Yi only spoke half of what he said, Natsume was a little nervous: "What's wrong? And what."

"The picture of this painting is made of human skin. The dirt trapped in this painting is the cause of your father's illness." At this point, Lin Yi suddenly opened his eyes wide and turned to look outside the door.

He said calmly: "Here he comes."

Before Natsume could ask anything, he heard footsteps coming from the corridor.

Natsume's expression changed, and the next moment, the door was pushed open from the outside.

"It's you!"

Natsume looked at Xia Jie standing in front of the door, and his face darkened: "Cousin, I don't know what you want to do when you come to my house so late."

Outside the door, besides Xia Jie standing there, there was an old man.

The old man was a little thin and had an aura of indifference all over his body.

Xia Jie glanced at Lin Yi, then looked at Natsume, and said with a smile: "Natsume, your dad is my uncle. My uncle is sick. As a nephew, I have to come and see him."

"Moreover, what do you want to do when you bring an outsider to your home so late? Is it possible that you want to force your father to make a will so that you can get more property smoothly?" Xia Jie grinned.

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"What do you mean?" Natsume clenched his fists.

Xia Jie shook his head: "What can I mean? I'm just telling the truth. This guy has an evil background. He just got into a fight with Huang Longji. How can I allow such a dangerous person to have contact with my uncle?"

"He is my friend. You are not welcome in my home now. Get out of here!"

Natsume had already sensed that the person who came was not good. Xia Jie was fine alone, but when Natsume looked at the old man beside Xia Jie who had been silent, he felt a little panicked.

"Is this painting a gift from you?" Lin Yi didn't look at Xia Jie, but looked at the old man beside him: "There are resentful spirits sealed in the painting, and I want to use the resentful spirits to hide them without anyone noticing."

Someone was killed? What a good idea."

"So what if you know." The old man looked at Lin Yi with an indifferent look: "Originally, I was still thinking that if the magic medicine fell into the hands of the Medical King Valley, it would be a little troublesome to get it back, but I didn't expect it.

, now it will actually be in your hands."

The old man sniffed his nose and showed an intoxicated expression: "The aroma of the magical medicine is really fascinating."
Chapter completed!