I have a Money Tree in My Backyard [MTL]

Ch 26

Chapter 26

As soon as Hua Ling entered the secret room, he flew up from the back of Old Man Xie's hand and flew in a certain direction.

Zhou Ranxin's eyes followed the trajectory of its flight, and in the blink of an eye, it was gone, and then turned his head to look at Ye Jinhua.

Ye Jinhua just shook his head at her, his eyes were gentle and firm, as if everything was under control.

"Most of the paintings here are from my mother's collection." Old Man Xie didn't know what happened between Ye Jinhua and his mother, but he remembered that his mother would often be fascinated by the statue of the God of Wealth.

After Ye Jinhua stepped into the secret room, he clearly felt that this place was different from the outside world.

The spiritual power here is more abundant, and there seems to be some special formation, but he doesn't have a deep study of the formation, and he only feels that this formation is somewhat familiar.

The light in the secret room is dim, there are floor lamps and special lights for the collection, but it is not bright, the collection of paintings includes landscape paintings, there are also figure paintings, the painters are highly skilled, and the characters are also lifelike, as if they can really come to life from the paintings.

Zhou Ranxin followed Ye Jinhua's side, shivered coldly, and rubbed his arms.

Ye Jinhua's afterglow caught her small movements, put her hand on Zhou Ranxin's shoulder, and injected warmth into her body.

Zhou Ranxin's body slowly became warmer, her eyes widened, and she only felt magical.

Is it possible to study metaphysics and automatically heat up? Isn't this winter like a small stove? It's so convenient!

Old Man Xie touched his beard and asked Xie Xiangjun to help him push the wheelchair, and after Ye Jinhua and Zhou Ranxin followed, he continued to say to Ye Jinhua: "Even if Mr. Ye doesn't mention it, I will bring Mr. Ye here."

"This is my mother's last wish."

Zhou Ranxin's gaze shifted from Ye Jinhua's body to Old Man Xie's body, and she counted with her fingers in her heart, Old Man Xie's mother, how many generations is that missing? How could it have anything to do with Ye Jinhua?

Ye Jinhua glanced at Zhou Ranxin beside him, and recalled that he had just arrived in the human world, and was ready to find a benefactor to repay his kindness, and said hello to all departments, the benefactor in this life looked the same as the benefactor in the previous life, they were all born in a rich and noble family, and in order to make it easier to recognize, he also asked the fairy official to draw a plum blossom birthmark on the back of her hand.

But I never expected that the painting skin demon repainted the face of Xie Jiaoyue, who was disfigured by the fire, and even the plum blossom birthmark on the back of his hand was perfectly reproduced.

And the benefactor whose face was copied, that is, Zhou Ranxin's previous life, was indeed born rich and noble, but he fled from the north to the south because of the war, and was lost with his family halfway, and because he had a face that fell into the city, he caused a lot of trouble. The painted skin demon passing by couldn't walk when he saw the beauty, so he proposed to change his face with Zhou Ranxin in his previous life.

Was so wrong, Ye Jinhua mistakenly regarded Xie Jiaoyue as a benefactor, and when he finally found out that he recognized the wrong person, and when he went to find someone again, he found that his real benefactor was poor and begging on the street.

"Mother said that the person she is most sorry for in her life is you. She has sought out many masters who want to see you again, or who can help you fulfill your wishes. But I didn't see you until she died. Old Man Xie couldn't help but sigh.

Ye Jinhua did not speak.

From the very beginning, Ye Jinhua revealed her identity to Xie Jiaoyue, Xie Jiaoyue asked him how to determine the identity of her benefactor, and after she listened, although her expression was different, she didn't say anything, but accepted all his kindness.

He gave her countless treasures of gold and silver, anything that could be exchanged for wealth, she could have. He asked her what else she wanted, and Xie Jiaoyue said that she wanted to promise a good family, preferably like him.

Can a human being be like the God of Wealth? Ye Jinhua went to ask Yue Lao and arranged a family affair for her, the man had a lot of money, and he loved his family very much, and even agreed to Xie Jiaoyue's request to join the family.

Ye Jinhua asked himself if he was good enough for Xie Jiaoyue.

As a retribution, it is enough to do this.

However, on the day he sent Xie Jiaoyue to get married, Xie Jiaoyue told him that she was not the person he was looking for, she just had that person's face.

"It's already in the past, so there's no need to mention it anymore." Ye Jinhua said this by looking at Zhou Ranxin.

Zhou Ranxin couldn't understand his eyes, he only felt inexplicable, and looked at Old Man Xie suspiciously.

Old Man Xie actually didn't know what happened back then, at most he knew that his mother had done something wrong, and he always wanted to make up for it, but he couldn't find a chance.

"One more thing. Mother wants to give you all the paintings here.

Xie Xiangjun turned his head to look at his grandfather, he was a member of the Xie family, and he also knew how much his grandfather loved coming here over the years, and he cherished the paintings here, did he want to give them away like this?

Not only Xie Xiangjun, but Zhou Ranxin was also surprised. I've only met twice, and I gave such a big gift, what is the relationship between Ye Jinhua and Grandpa Xie's mother?

Ye Jinhua shook his head, "No need.
What did he do with these paintings?

Old Man Xie glanced at Xie Xiangjun, "There is a painting here, you must take a look."

He asked Xie Xiangjun to push himself in the direction of the God of Wealth statue.

Zhou Ranxin saw that the painting spirit stopped in front of a painting, which was the direction that Old Man Xie was going to, but it only stayed on the surface, and nothing happened.

Ye Jinhua has gone all the way, and the paintings here are all paintings of the Great Yan Dynasty, and the painters are all one person. When he saw the familiar scene in the painting, he remembered the past. Even after hundreds of years, these scenes are still vivid, as if they were yesterday.

In the end, Old Man Xie stopped in front of the portrait where the painting spirit was.

Xie Xiangjun looked at the person in the portrait, and then turned his head to look at Ye Jinhua, who was walking slowly with his hands in his hand.

Resemble. It's really too similar.

This is the person who really walked down from the painting. Xie Xiangjun had no doubt that Ye Jinhua and the God of Wealth looked exactly the same, it was just a coincidence.

Ye Jinhua walked to the statue of the God of Wealth and saw his portrait with a stunned expression.

Zhou Ranxin didn't see the painting at first, she just followed them obediently, pretending to be admiring the painting, but in fact she was wandering, thinking about what the relationship between Ye Jinhua and the Xie family was.

She first saw Ye Jinhua's expression, was curious about the painting, and turned her head to look at the painting, she was stunned.

Even if the person in the painting is dressed differently and has long hair, she can recognize it at a glance, and the person in the painting is Ye Jinhua.

How is that possible? Zhou Ranxin couldn't believe it.

A fragment of a memory pops up.

In fact, Ye Jinhua told her that his true identity is the God of Wealth, but she didn't believe it.

Zhou Ranxin looked at the three crooked words written next to him, "God of Wealth statue?"

She had a strange feeling from the bottom of her heart.

She seems to be very familiar with this painting.

"It is said that this painting has a painting spirit, which is why your portrait has been preserved so well, and it is still alive today." Old Man Xie omitted how much Xie Jiaoyue paid for this painting, and how many masters were invited to lay out the formation, "This is a gift from your mother."

Before Xie Jiaoyue died, she asked the master to make a hexagram, saying that she would not have the opportunity to see the God of Wealth again, but her descendants could, so she wrote this matter into her will.

Old Man Xie also complied with his mother's last wishes very well.

Ye Jinhua recalled carefully, and couldn't remember when he left the portrait, but he was deeply impressed by the words next to him.

He looked at Zhou Ranxin, and Zhou Ranxin was still looking at the painting at this time, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

The last time I saw this handwriting was when he first went down to the mortal world.

Ye Jinhua thought, no wonder he had the urge to buy the painting at the auction, and the painting spirit also had a slight relationship with him.

The painting spirit circled around Zhou Ranxin, lifted her index finger, and pointed towards the font next to the painting.

In the eyes of the grandson of the Xie family, it was Zhou Ranxin who couldn't hold back, started to touch the painting, and was trying to stop her, but Zhou Ranxin had already touched the painting.

The painting spirit instantly turned into countless points of light and attached to Zhou Ranxin's soul.

Ye Jinhua sensed that something was wrong, and stepped forward to cast a spell, but was bounced out by a powerful spiritual force.

And the old man Xie who was in a wheelchair also felt this spiritual power, and at the same time, he was shocked and grabbed the handrail of the wheelchair tightly, he was a person who stepped into the coffin with one foot, and he had a lot of dealings with metaphysics masters on weekdays, at this moment, he seemed to experience the kind of swing between life and death.

Xie Xiangjun was directly shot out by the spiritual power, as if he was hit by some strange momentum, and the whole person was slapped on the wall behind him.

Only Zhou Ranxin, who touched the painting, was glowing all over, and the hair on his sideburns was windless.

After less than a minute, Zhou Ranxin closed her eyes and fainted to the ground.

Fortunately, Ye Jinhua was quick-eyed, caught her, and took her into his arms.

The statue of the God of Wealth on the wall had become dim, and the whole chamber had regained its calm.

"This ...... What's going on? Xie Xiangjun covered his chest, he was in pain, but he didn't dare to say it.

Ye Jinhua's expression was very ugly, so gloomy that he could drip water.

A person who usually looks gentle and doesn't hurt people, showing this expression, is not far from a volcanic eruption.

Old Man Xie coughed frequently, and finally recovered his strength, and hurriedly asked Ye Jinhua: "Ran Xin, what's wrong?" Do I need to call a doctor?

He could see how nervous Ye Jinhua was and how nervous Zhou Ranxin was.

Ye Jinhua put her fingers together and pointed at the center of her eyebrows.

Xie Xiangjun was frightened by this battle, for fear that something would happen to Zhou Ranxin, but looking at her face and the ups and downs on her chest, it didn't look like an accident, it was more like she had fallen asleep, and once she fell asleep, it was a deep sleep.

"This is the power of the Heavenly Dao." Ye Jinhua was very familiar with the spiritual power just now, and he finally understood why the formation of this secret room felt so familiar to him.

The spiritual power of the formation at the junction of the divine realm and the human realm comes from the same origin as it.

It's all the power of the Heavenly Dao.

Time, space, and immortals must not be easily changed, if they want to change, they are against the way of heaven, and the heavenly thunder that is split is enough to punish the immortals.

Ye Jinhua is exploring Zhou Ranxin's physical condition.

The body is fine, but the soul is gone.

He turned his head to look at the statue of the God of Wealth hanging on the wall, and his gaze rested on the three large, crooked characters written next to him.

So, where did Heavenly Dao take his benefactor?