Chapter 464 The Big Melon Is Actually Me!

Chapter 464 The big melon is actually me!

Except for Gao Min, it was the first time for the girls to see this battle, and they were so frightened that they clenched each other's hands.

Du Yihuan was the first to react, and hid behind his sister-in-law, tremblingly said: "Sister-in-law, is there a ghost in this painting?"

"Ghost?" Ye Wanxi sneered and shook her head, "It's just a remnant soul that was used to harm others."

As Ye Wanxi said, she took a step forward, stretched out her hand to touch the white as snow drawing paper, and a gleam of understanding flashed in her eyes.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw Zhang Fujia staring in her direction curiously, and asked with a half-smile, "Do you want to come up and touch her too?"

"No, no." Zhang Fujia took three steps back in fright, expressing his resistance with his body.

Ye Wanxi didn't force it, she just asked quietly: "Have you seen "Painted Skin" in "Liao Zhai"?"

In ancient times, there was a scholar surnamed Wang who met a fugitive girl on his way. Seeing her beauty, he took her home to have sex with her, and then hid her in a secret room at home.

Unexpectedly, this beautiful girl was actually a hideous evil ghost in human skin. After being spotted, the evil ghost rushed into the scholar's bedroom and stole the scholar's heart.

Recalling the content of the story, Zhang Fujia shivered violently, and asked in a low voice: "I have seen it. But what does that have to do with this painting...?"

"Look carefully at the paper of this painting, does it look like the human skin drawn by the evil spirit in the story?"

The faces of Zhang Fujia and others turned green all of a sudden, human...human skin? What a shameful thing, it sounds scary!

The drawing paper turned out to be human skin, and the redness on the man's face in that painting, could it be real blood? !

The only one in the Zhang family who can keep calm is Zhang Xiaoxiao: "But...but the person in this painting is a man! My brother is in his dream..."

In Zhang Xiaoxiao's consciousness, aren't all the monsters who seduce men and attract people's energy are women? Could it be that this painting is actually a lady disguised as a man?

Seemingly seeing what she was thinking, Ye Wanxi glanced at Zhang Fujia with some sympathy: "Who said that a spirit that seduces souls can't be a man? Has Huang Jiulang heard of it?"

"Huang Jiulang?" Zhang Xiaoxiao was a little confused.

Compared with the household name of "Painted Skin", Huang Jiulang is really not well-known.

In the end, it was Wen Caiyi who explained in a low voice: "A famous male vixen with a penchant for breaking sleeves."

Zhang Xiaoxiao was taken aback, Zhang's father and Zhang's mother were shocked.

Everyone: "!!!" The real big melon of emotion is here!

Zhang Fujia's entire face turned green: "No, no, don't get me wrong, I'm really not..."

Zhang Xiaoxiao put her head in her hands and was about to cry: "No wonder you are still an old virgin at such an age, it turns out...it turns out..."

"So it's a ghost, I'm really not! I like women, I like women." Zhang Fujia was so anxious that his voice split.

Helplessly, compared to his excuses, everyone is obviously more willing to believe what they have seen and judged with their own eyes.

In the end, it was Ye Wanxi who gave a fair explanation: "Spirits and monsters have no entity, and they can change into men and women at will."

Zhang Fujia's eyes brightened slightly, thinking that he was about to be wronged.

No, Ye Wanxi's next sentence was: "But what about their bodies, I don't know."

"..." My mind is so broken!

"There are two remnant souls hidden in this painting, one male and one female."

Unspoken meaning, who knows whether the person who entered your dream is this man or this woman? Or is it also male and female, sometimes male and sometimes female?

Zhang Fujia had a glimmer of hope when he heard this, but after thinking about it carefully, he always felt that something was wrong, why did it feel more and more black? !

"A man and a woman? The man is the person in the painting, and the woman is..."

Mama Zhang's words stopped abruptly, because she thought of the paper Ye Wanxi just mentioned, and her face turned pale.

Ye Wanxi frowned, and simply extracted the memories of the two lingering souls in the painting, so that everyone could more intuitively understand the origin of the painting.

The man in the painting, surnamed Feng, was originally the bastard son of a wealthy businessman in ancient times. Because of his handsome appearance, his appearance is like Pan'an, and he is admired and loved by many rich ladies.

Above him is an older brother who is the eldest son of the family and is more capable than him in all aspects.

Only this face, because he met bandits when he followed the caravan in the darts in the early years, although he was lucky to survive, but there were three or four more hideous scars on his face, which was quite scary.

Brother Feng's wife is also a lady from a wealthy local family, surnamed Yue, and the two are childhood sweethearts and childhood sweethearts.

After Brother Feng's disfigurement, Ms. Yue persisted in marrying him. The story of the two was praised by the locals as a good story, and Ms. Yue won the reputation of being virtuous because of this.

But actually? Miss Yue has long been tired of Brother Feng's ugliness, but because of her father's persecution, she has to marry someone she doesn't like.

No one expected that Miss Yue would fall in love with her suave and handsome uncle after entering the door.

In Feng Erlang's memory, it was always his sister-in-law who took the initiative to seduce him. From the beginning to the end, he was very resistant and never violated the rules with her.

But the "private relationship" between the two was finally stabbed in front of the elder brother.

The elder brother who had been cuckolded cruelly made people peel off Miss Yue's skin, and then threw Feng Erlang into the river to feed the fish.

After that, he still couldn't let go of his anger, so he invited a magician to use Miss Yue's skin as paper to draw a portrait of Feng Erlang, and imprison the souls of the two people in the painting forever, never to be reborn.

As for Feng Erlang's defaced face on the portrait, Brother Feng deliberately destroyed it because he hated his younger brother's beautiful appearance.

After reading this memory, everyone sighed and shuddered at Brother Feng's cruel methods, and at the same time sympathized with Feng Erlang.

"It's wrong for Ms. Yue to be so fond of my uncle behind her husband's back, but what's the matter with Feng Erlang? He has always refused! In the end, she was thrown into the river to feed the fish. It's a disaster without reason."

"That's right, that Miss Yue did act to seduce my brother-in-law, but Feng Erlang really didn't cross the line with her, he was in love and just polite, and he didn't do anything. It's too pitiful to end up like this .”

"Although the disfigured elder brother is also pitiful, I always feel that he doesn't listen to his younger brother's explanation. Nine times out of ten, it's because of his mental distortion after the disfigurement. He didn't see his younger brother so good-looking, so he deliberately took revenge."

"I think so."

Anyway, people with good faces are popular everywhere they go.

Just based on this one-sided memory, and Feng Erlang's handsome face, several people have already subconsciously stood by his side.

Ye Wanxi laughed, but had to remind a few people: "In many cases, people's memory has a certain beautifying effect on themselves. What you just read may not be true. It's better not to jump to conclusions too early."

It was the first time for a few people to encounter such a thing, Ye Wanxi didn't tell them how they would know that they were so particular about it, so they immediately shut up and didn't dare to express their opinions casually.