Chapter 75: The Extra Groom

　　The groom's fearful and pained expression contrasts sharply with the other small figures.

　　The way it looked at Lu Fei even carried a hint of pleading for help.

　　Could this be a means by which the ancient painting confuses the mind?

　　But Lu Fei currently had magical power circulating in his eyes, and he was holding the ghost-head saber, which specializes in countering evil. He could be one hundred percent certain that his mind was clear and he was definitely not being confused.

　　So, what was going on with this groom?

　　"There's something wrong!"

　　Lu Fei pondered slightly, and ultimately did not bring the ghost-head saber down on the groom, but instead swung it at the other small figures.

　　Pfft.

　　The expressionless little figure escorting the bride instantly turned into a puff of black smoke and vanished in an instant.

　　The heavy ghosthead saber chopped down like cutting through melons and vegetables.

　　All the little figures escorting the bride dissipated, leaving only the lone groom.

　　Lu Fei's ears quieted down as he gripped the ghosthead saber with both hands, panting heavily.

　　This saber was too heavy, at least thirty jin (approximately 30 kg).

　　He looked at the groom's terrified face and thought of the security guard in the ward looking blankly, which made his heart stir.

　　"Could it be..."

　　Just as he was deep in thought, a shrill scream suddenly echoed from outside the door.

　　"Ah!!!"

　　"My eyes!!!"

　　Lu Fei was startled and hurriedly turned to look.

　　Outside, a security guard was seen clutching his eyes with both hands, blood seeping through his fingers, staggering towards the storage room.

　　"Don't let him in!"

　　Lu Fei shouted in alarm; if the ancient painting were to be stained with more human blood, it would become even harder to control.

　　Wan Chunhui and the other security guards, some of whom were frightened, hesitated and did not dare to step forward.

　　Lu Fei, who was at the very back of the storage room, holding a 30-pound ghost-head saber, had no time to stop him.

　　"Get out!"

　　Fortunately, Hu Zi, quick-eyed and fast-handed, rushed over in one stride, grabbed the door frame with both hands, and kicked the security guard right out with a powerful kick.

　　This kick was delivered with considerable force; the security guard fell a great distance, stopping only after his back slammed hard against the wall.

　　"My eyes, my eyes..."

　　His face was covered in blood, with only two bloody holes where his eyes had been, and in his hands were the two eyeballs he had just dug out.

　　Seeing this, the other security guards all turned pale, retreating even further, not a single one of them going to help him.

　　Lu Fei let out a slight sigh of relief; fortunately, the blood didn't splatter onto the ancient painting.

　　The ancient painting was now calm, the bride showing no abnormalities, and the walls of the warehouse were no longer bleeding.

　　The warehouse was clean, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.

　　"Didn't I tell you not to look? What's going on with this person?" Lu Fei's face was stern, frowning at Wan Chunhui. "If the ancient painting gets tainted with human blood again, none of us will survive!"

　　Wan Chunhui's heart raced with fear, recognizing the security guard who had gone to the bathroom earlier. He immediately put on a stern face and shouted at the other guards, "What are you doing! When did he come back, and none of you saw him?"

　　"Mr. Wan, the master told us not to look, so we closed our eyes. We didn't know when he came back," the lead security guard explained weakly.

　　"We were just trying to follow the master's instructions..." The others nodded in agreement.

　　"A bunch of fools!" Wan Chunhui wanted to scold them a few more times.

　　"Forget it, forget it, hurry up and send the people to the hospital for emergency treatment! You all go outside too, don't add to the chaos here!" Lu Fei waved his hand in exasperation.

　　Only then did Wan Chunhui wave his hand, signaling the security guards to carry the people out and call an ambulance.

　　He himself remained outside the warehouse.

　　"Mr. Wan, aren't you leaving?"

　　Wan Chunhui gave a wry smile helplessly: "There's no way around it; the boss instructed that I must stay here to cooperate with Manager Lu."

　　He was just an employee, so Lu Fei didn't force him.

　　The evil aura of the ancient painting had been greatly weakened by the ghost-head saber, and it should not cause any more trouble tonight.

　　Lu Fei put down the ghost-head saber and rested for a few minutes.

　　The saber was too heavy, and continuous swinging was very exhausting.

　　"Tiger, well done!" Lu Fei gave Tiger a thumbs up.

　　A trained person's reaction is faster than that of an ordinary person. If it weren't for Tiger kicking the security guard out in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

　　"It's all small stuff, boss!" Tiger was very happy that he could finally be of help, rather than just freeloading.

　　After resting for a while, Lu Fei walked towards the ancient painting.

　　"Boss?" Tiger was a bit nervous.

　　"It's fine." Lu Fei was very calm.

　　The ghost head knife had severely damaged the ancient painting, and at this moment, it was at its weakest, making it the perfect time to observe it.

　　The yellowed scroll showed little people without expression carrying a bridal sedan chair, with the bride silently weeping as she lowered her head.

　　Although it was a wedding scene, there was no festive atmosphere, instead, it was particularly oppressive.

　　Lu Fei first narrowed his eyes, and only after seeing that the ancient painting had no unusual movements did he feel relieved enough to look more closely, but then his expression suddenly became puzzled.

　　"Why are there two grooms?"

　　At the front of the wedding procession, at the entrance of that impressive mansion, stood two grooms ready to welcome the bride.

　　One of the grooms looked exactly like the security guard in the hospital room.

　　And the other one, why does he look so much like the one whose eyes were gouged out just now?

　　As Lu Fei looked on, he couldn't help but be greatly startled.

　　"Yes, it's him!"

　　Why would the two security guards appear in the ancient painting?

　　"Could it be that those influenced by the ancient painting are drawn into it?"

　　"No, we shouldn't put it that way."

　　Lu Fei slowly sorted out his thoughts.

　　"They are still in the real world; what was drawn into the painting were their souls!"

　　"They have become the groom in the painting..."

　　Lu Fei's heart stirred, and he directly opened the glass cabinet, put on gloves, and carefully felt around the scroll with his fingers.

　　Finally, he felt a faint indentation in the lower right corner of the scroll.

　　"There should originally have been a seal here, but it faded for some reason."

　　Lu Fei's eyes gradually brightened.

　　"I think I know what kind of ancient painting this is..."

　　"Boss, are you okay?"

　　Huzi, seeing his boss staring at the ancient painting for a long time, was afraid that he had been affected by it. But he didn't dare to look at the painting himself, so he patted Lu Fei's back.

　　"I'm fine."

　　Lu Fei rolled up the ancient scroll, covered it with a black cloth, took off his gloves, and let out a faint breath of stale air.

　　"The painting is suppressed for tonight. We will find a way to deal with it tomorrow."

　　"Boss, have you figured it out?" Hu Zi was both surprised and delighted.

　　"Sort of."

　　Lu Fei walked out of the storage room, and Wan Chunhui immediately came to meet him.

　　"Manager Lu, how about it? Can the evil spirit in this painting be dealt with?"

　　With another security guard having an incident, he couldn't help but be anxious.

　　"I am fifty percent sure now."

　　"Only fifty percent?" Wan Chunhui was taken aback. He had placed great hopes on Lu Fei, but Lu Fei said he only had half the confidence.

　　"But if President Wan is willing to cooperate, then the certainty would be one hundred percent." Lu Fei smiled.

　　"Oh?" Wan Chunhui raised an eyebrow, immediately piquing his curiosity: "How should we cooperate? Please tell me, young Master Lu!"