"Mr. Lu, let's go. Since Mr. Fang can't help, let's not disturb him."

Sun Zhengfeng pulls Lu Yu out. I'm afraid Lu Yu doesn't know the depth of his face. If he annoys Fang Zhengqing, it will be more than worth the loss!

Lu Yu waved his hand: "brother sun, wait for me for a minute."

Then he turned to Fang Zhengqing: "Mr. Fang, in that case, I'm not a person who doesn't know how to advance or retreat, but I still have something to tell you. Have you had frequent headaches recently?"

"And I can help you see. No matter whether I can do it or not, I will never use this to coerce kindness. What do you think?"

Fang Zheng smiled with a playful smile: "little brother, I advise you not to bother. I'm old. Headaches are common. It doesn't mean anything."

Fang Zhengqing has been in politics for many years. He smiles like a signboard. He seems polite. In fact, he refuses people thousands of miles away, but he has classified Lu Yu as a liar in his heart.

He is in a high position. There are too many big tricks around him. These people follow the same routine. First, they scare you, and then they start talking about Qigong, health preservation and Feng Shui. They are right. The ultimate goal is to ask him to do things.

"Mr. Fang, I'm not talking nonsense. Your recent headache is unusual, because it happens at 12 o'clock every day on time. Now it's almost time."

Lu Yu looked at the clock on the tea table and looked very determined.

"Moreover, I know not only the time of your onset, but also the root cause of your onset!"

Suddenly, Lu Yu pointed to a calligraphy note hanging in the living room.

Pop!

Fang Zhengqing was shocked and all the stationery walnuts in his hand fell to the ground.

How is that possible? There are more than ten calligraphy notes on the wall. Why did he guess so accurately? And you know the exact time of my headache?

incorrect!

Fang Zhengqing immediately looked at Sun Zhengfeng, who quickly waved his hand and said, "old Wu, I don't dare to chew the root of my tongue without your permission. I didn't say anything. Mr. Lu guessed it himself. "

Lu Yu doesn't have to guess. Only this calligraphy has evil spirit.

"How can Xiaoyou know my specific onset time?" Fang Houde still doesn't believe it.

"Mr. Wu suddenly fell ill last week. I guess your calligraphy and painting was newly started last week. It should have something to do with it. And the blood pressure is high at noon. Headaches are the most common. "

"That note..."

"There is evil spirit on the calligraphy. Mr. Fang, can I take down this calligraphy note? " Lu Yu walked towards calligraphy and painting.

"Of course. But... "Fang Zhengqing was full of doubts.

"The copy of the leopard slave post is really vivid. Mr. Fang spent a lot of money." Lu Yu carefully took down the calligraphy.

"You have a good eye. This copy is from the Tang Dynasty. It cost 50 million yuan. I like it very much. I always appreciate it recently."

"Does it take too long to get a headache?"

Fang Zhengqing is famous for his unique cursive script, running script and regular script. Wang Xizhi's Zhang Cao is only handed down as a leopard slave post. A few years ago, the authentic work of "Bao Nu tie" was sold at an auction for 500 million yuan. He bought the copy with great difficulty from a friend.

"This copy was written by an ancient official who was depressed and frustrated. The official was well educated and in a high position, but he was demoted and exiled thousands of miles due to the chaos of party struggle. Finally, he died of depression in the wilderness. His last resentment was attached to this copy. After hundreds of years, it became evil spirit. "

Lu Yu put the calligraphy on the table and said.

"No wonder I feel dizzy when I read this note. I thought it was my lack of energy."

Fang Zhengqing suddenly realized that Lu Yu was right and justified. He couldn't help but believe it!

"But there's a way to crack it. You can't burn the calligraphy?" Fang Zhengqing fidgeted. It doesn't matter if he makes tens of millions, but he doesn't want to destroy this rare treasure.

"That's not necessary, just..."