Chapter 921 New Image

As she was thinking about it, she heard a slight movement from outside, and immediately lay down on the bed, covered the quilt and closed her eyes and fell asleep.

In the courtyard outside, the middle-aged man who came with his back looked at the silence in the room, and there was no movement, and then turned to leave.

There is only one child left, so keep it for now!

As Tangning listened to the voice drifting away, she thought to herself: Since she did something to Qi Mufeng, but not to her, let's wait until tomorrow to see what the hell this person is planning.

Thinking of this, she closed her eyes and rested, not worried that Qi Mufeng and Xiao Hei would die because of it.

The night was getting deeper, the house was quiet, only a few insects could be heard occasionally, the lights of the walkway, and the moonlight in the sky slanted, I could vaguely see, on the wall of the walkway, a picture. paintings hang there.

As for the painting at the back rail, the person in the painting was dressed in red, with lightly tied black hair, and was reclining in a leaning position, as if asleep, and seemed to be dozing...

No one knew that Qi Mufeng was trapped in a white place at this time. He could see the outside, but he couldn't go out. He beat and shouted, but there was still no sound.

Not long after, the tired man sat down, but found that something around him seemed to be sucking his spiritual energy. He was startled and looked around, but he didn't see anything, and he didn't know how long it took. , the whole person's eyes darkened, and he fainted.

The next morning, Tangning woke up early and walked around. When she walked from the back to the front, she saw a painting hanging on the wall when she passed the walkway.

"Young master got up really early."

Suddenly, a voice came from behind, she looked back and saw the middle-aged man, she showed a pure smile, and said, "Mr. Hua, good morning! I'm looking for my eldest brother, but I didn't find him, but here I look. As for his portrait, is this what Mr. Painter painted last night?"

The childish voice has a small milk tone, pure and soft, especially the big eyes of the child, which are as dazzling as gems, I really want people to keep him as well.

"That's right, I had a good chat with Brother Ling last night, so I painted a picture for Brother Ling. When I woke up this morning, I just wanted to add some scenes to the people in the painting, so as not to look monotonous." He took off the scroll on the wall and said to Tangning, "Young Master, come with me too!"

Seeing him walking forward with the painting in hand, Tangning paused for a while, then glanced around the wall of the walkway before following him to the long table in the front yard.

Seeing him spread out the painting, take out the paint and lay it out, he drew a scene on the background of the open space with a pen. She watched and stared at the person in the painting.

No matter how good the painting skills are, it is impossible to even draw the black qi on his Yintang. Thinking of the strangeness of this house and the countless paintings in it, she felt that it would be a good idea to pray for the wind to fill the trap in the painting. It's not impossible, it's just that a living person, and still such a big person, how did he put him in this painting?

She looked at the scroll with her eyes, but she couldn't see anything on the white painting paper, but she faintly felt that there seemed to be a layer of spiritual energy fluctuating on it. If it was weird, it should be the pattern there.

pattern...

If the pattern is erased, can the person in the painting be released?