Chapter 78: Fakes and Authentic Works

[My Lord, you are so mean. ]

Xue Nu suddenly felt a little sorry for Yan Luo.

After all, the other party is also willing to sacrifice himself for lofty ideals, which is really similar to her.

Chu Wujiang did not feel the slightest bit ashamed, and explained with a smile:
[Talent is hard to come by. Rather than letting her be cheated by others, I'd rather let her do it. 】

[This Miss Yanluo possesses an extremely rare body of wood virtue. Not only can she blend into the trees, but she can also practice in the forest, absorbing the spiritual energy of plants and trees. Her practice speed is different from that of ordinary people.]

[If she wasn't from the gravekeeper clan, she would have a chance to compete for the last place on the Young Phoenix Ranking.]

In terms of special physique, Yanluo's [Body of Wood Virtue] is comparable to Chu Wujiang's previous [Skin of Ice and Bones of Jade], and is worthy of a blue luck.

The Snow Girl also understood Yanluo's talent, which was much stronger than hers, so she said with emotion:

[Ever since I followed adults, I always feel that there are all kinds of geniuses everywhere. 】

【It seems like everyone has it. 】

The Snow Girl possessed a [Strange Fragrance] when she was alive, which made her a special talent.

But compared with the people around Chu Wujiang, such as the graceful Hong Yanling, the beautiful Huo Qiu Shui, and the sun-shining spirit Di Guangzhu, he seems very ordinary.

It seems that if you don’t have a special physique, you’ll be embarrassed to survive in this world.

Chu Wujiang chuckled and said:

[Chunlu, that's your illusion.]

[Dragon City gathers more than half of the elite people in Longzhou. It is difficult for people without special talents to make a name for themselves.]

[Except for me and Uncle Fu, most of the special talents in the Chu family are just strong as an ox and have thick skin and flesh.]

The Snow Girl understood this and couldn't help asking:

[Since you think Miss Yanluo is a rare talent, you can use gentler means...]

Chu Wujiang found that the Snow Girl was still a little naive, and shook his head:

【That won’t work.】

[The reason why Elder Jing sent her here was to use the honey trap.]

[I must solve this problem as soon as possible, otherwise there will be endless troubles. ]

The Snow Girl asked in disbelief:
She also looks silly.

[Why would the gravekeeper send her to use a honey trap? ]

Chu Wujiang said confidently:

【Then you are wrong.】

[It is precisely the innocent and foolish beautiful girl who can offset the vigilance of men. ]

[Elder Jing must have ordered her to devote herself to me, so that she can risk her life when she encounters danger in the future.]

【Who can be so hard-hearted and unmoved? 】

When the Snow Girl heard this, she thought about how she had originally killed Lin Youwei, but after these few desperate attempts, her master's attitude had obviously improved.

People are all made of flesh and blood, and they will see the efforts and contributions of others.

【Only such people can gain real trust. 】

【And Elder Jing understood that Yanluo was a person who saw the overall situation. When necessary, she could become a foreshadowing and hit the target with one strike.】

【This is the real honey trap. 】

[Ordinary using beauty to please others is just the lowest level. It’s OK for stupid people, but it’s not enough for me.]

The Snow Girl was stunned. She couldn't help but ask:

[Sir, why are you so skilled? ]

How many minds do you have?

Chu Wujiang chuckled:
[After seeing so many pig-killing scams, practice makes perfect. 】

[It's a pity that Elder Jing was too impatient and eager to push Yanluo out, but his methods were still a little naive.]

[If I want to take action, I must at least send a real expert to assist me and work together to set up the game. ]

What is a pig-killing plate?

The Snow Girl was very curious and wanted to ask a few more questions, but the old butler had already taken care of the fakes and rushed over to say:
"Master, the best-looking fakes of the Hundred Ghosts Painting that are currently on the market are these three."

“It’s just very different from the original.”

"If we return it to Baojianzhai, I'm afraid they will have objections."

Chu Wujiang took the Painting of Hundred Ghosts and examined it carefully. Judging from the strokes and materials used, it was indeed the work of a master, and their copying level was at least 99% of the original.

Even the roars of the hundreds of ghosts above, their expressions were extremely precise.

But the fake has no luck, nor does it seal the big ghost, so naturally it does not have the suffocating feeling and charm of the arrival of the Ghost King.

"Don't worry, Uncle Fu. I dare to use a fake, so I am sure of it."

Chu Wujiang put away a scroll and asked in a low voice:

[Chunlu, can you pour your soul power into this scroll and seal it? ]

[It doesn’t need to last too long, a month is enough.] The Snow Girl nodded and said:
[Don't worry, my lord. After I become a fierce ghost, I can do this.]

Soon, the Snow Girl's spirit left her body and she poured a huge amount of soul power into the picture of a hundred ghosts. The ghosts in the picture instantly came to life, and a sense of resentment filled the air.

Demonic ghosts control the attribute changes of soul power, while evil ghosts add emotional changes to the soul power.

With the emotional picture of a hundred ghosts, each ghost has a terrifying feeling.

The cold soul power permeated the scroll, like the finishing touch, turning a high-quality imitation scroll into a famous painting handed down from generation to generation.

But not enough.

Chu Wujiang frowned slightly:
"It's just the ghost energy, the Hundred Ghosts Picture of Master Shenghua, and the glorious righteous path."

The original picture of a hundred ghosts may seem like a hundred ghosts wandering at night, but in fact it is a picture of demons suppressing all the evil spirits.

Even though the small Taoist temple was in ruins, it was doing its best to suppress the demons, making it impossible for them to escape and roam at night.

The Snow Girl also noticed this and said with some shame:
[My Lord, I have tried my best, but...]

【This has nothing to do with you.】

Chu Wujiang quickly contacted the heavenly book in his sea of ​​consciousness and asked softly:
[Heavenly Book, can you input some of your luck into the Hundred Ghosts Diagram? ]

Mr. Shenghua uses his pen to paint, suppresses demons and turns them into Taoist luck.

If you want to add a bit of majestic aura to this picture, you may need to inject some luck in the opposite direction.

The heavenly book shook twice and provided the corresponding text:
【Can. 】

[For every 100 points of white luck given to an item, 300 points of white luck will be consumed.]

[If you want to generate a specific type of luck, you need to consume a multiplier. If the book owner does not have a type, it will consume more. ]

[For example, 100 points of white luck will consume 3000 points of white luck.]

You are too dark.

When Chu Wujiang saw that the Book of Death was so considerate to announce the details, he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

He had just seen that luck could be bestowed, and was wondering if he could actively refresh the type of luck.

By then, the luck of heaven and the fortune of the country will be easily drawn out, and you will be invincible.

As a result, the consumption has reached this level, so it would be better to find a way to collect treasures.

[Forget it, I will first inject 20 points of luck into the Hundred Ghosts Map.]

Chu Wujiang muttered a few words in his heart, then held up the Picture of a Hundred Ghosts in his hand.

The luck in the heavenly book condensed into a candy-sized seed, which slid from the sea of ​​consciousness all the way to the palm and was injected into the Hundred Ghosts Picture.

The originally spooky scroll, now with this bit of luck, is 99.99% similar to the original. Only someone with a spiritual eye who specializes in studying all kinds of luck can spot the flaw.

Ordinary antique experts can't tell the difference at all.

But it's still not enough.

Chu Wujiang frowned, because the Dao luck on the original was extremely strong, while the fake was much worse.

[Heavenly Book, is there a way to make these fortunes look stronger? ]

Tianshu immediately gave a reply:
[Yes, but it will be consumed faster. ]

[No problem, as long as it lasts a month.]

Along with the operation of the Heavenly Book, the luck on the Hundred Ghosts Picture began to burn rapidly.

call!
Wow, it looks like he has good luck.

【that's enough.】

Chu Wujiang nodded with satisfaction. Now even he found it difficult to tell the real from the fake with his naked eyes.

The old butler was shocked.

Why is it that when this fake painting fell into the hands of the master of the house, it instantly became like the finishing touch to a painting, and even the old butler could not tell whether the painting was real or fake?

Under the combined effects of ghost spirit and luck, even the original colors, old paper, and spots have become one, almost indistinguishable from the original.

"Uncle Fu, return this painting to Baojianzhai."

“Just say that this is the authentic work of Master Shenghua, and the Chu family cannot want such a treasure.”

I want to see whether Fengyu Tower sent such a treasure accidentally or intentionally.

"Master, will this be discovered by the experts at Baojianzhai?"

Chu Wujiang said easily:
"Don't worry, the Eighth Master is dead, and the talent of golden pupils is not found everywhere."

"I don't ask to keep it a secret from Fengyu Tower forever, just until the Ghost Festival is over."

The old butler shouted with sincere admiration:

"Yes, master."

……

Baojianzhai, living room
The newly appointed master of Baojian Zhai, Mingxin, was shocked when he heard this:
"Did the Chu family return the Hundred Ghosts Picture?"

(End of this chapter)