Chapter 110 108 Yanzhi Xianshan’s Head Lamp, the Pen Moves Like a Dragon and Snake, and the Destiny Map Is Completed (a Long Chapter, Please Subscribe)

Chapter 110 108. Rouge Fairy Mountain’s head lamp, the pen moves the dragon and the snake’s destiny comes true (big chapter - please subscribe)

A few days later.

Huamo County.

"Gah~"

"Quack quack~~"

Three pitch-black crows squatted on the gray tile roof, turning their heads from time to time to look at the black birds flying left and right in the sky.

There were four blackbirds, hovering in the air, and below them three figures as small as beans were moving quickly.

These three people are: Pang Yuanhua, Pang Han, and Li Yuan.

"Directly facing my direction, in the room in front." Pang Yuanhua looked at the line in the sky.

After she said that, Li Yuan held the knife and turned into the courtyard of Shuangjianmen from the side. Shadow blood surged, and his muscles tightened until they were dense. The hardness was far stronger than steel. He held the knife with five fingers.

Immediately, the knife was swung out, and a whirlwind suddenly blew up in the yard. The powerful energy crisscrossed the house, smashing the house wall directly, and the bricks and tiles flew around like butterflies.

With another move of the knife, the entire room was opened, revealing the female swordsman inside.

The female swordsman looked surprised, and then asked sharply: "Who are you? How dare you invade my Frost Sword Sect!"

Li Yuan didn't talk nonsense. There were hot blood beads oozing out and crawling on the back of his hand, rolling over to the blade, staining the blade with a hint of scarlet.

He flashed, stepped forward and split the female swordsman in half with a knife, and the break was indeed made of wood.

When there was such a big commotion, Li Yuan did not leave. He just stood there with a knife in one hand. On the other side, Pang Han grabbed Pang Yuanhua's wheelchair and climbed over the wall into the courtyard and came to Li Yuan's side.

They are all avoiding the door.

At this time, the sound was like an explosion in the calm water, and there was an immediate reaction in the Frost Sword Sect.

Figures surrounded each other quickly from rooftops and roads,

The sound of footsteps is heard all the time.

After a while, figures fell down one after another, holding swords and surrounding the place, but they did not dare to step forward.

The female swordsmen of the Frost Sword Sect held swords one after another, surrounded the young man in the middle, and looked at the girl in the wheelchair in surprise.

A female swordsman said in surprise: "Miss, are you healed?"

Another female swordsman said coldly: "She stands with the murderer of Senior Sister Wang. She is no longer our eldest lady."

Li Yuan pointed at the female swordsman who was cut in two by him not far away, and said: "Look carefully, is that your senior sister?"

Everyone looked and saw that in the ruins of the house, the two corpses were clearly separated, but there was no trace of blood on the fracture. Instead, some strange wooden sprouts were emerging from the cut, twisting and crawling, as if they were trying to connect with each other. , put the body back together.

"False, this is an illusion." A female swordsman sternly scolded, but before she could say the word "skill", she saw the figure of the young man holding the sword passing several feet away, and struck her with a sword.

The blade rolled with blood and vibrated with a low sound.

Click!

Before the female swordsman could draw her sword, she was cut in half.

On the other side, Pang Yuanhua's voice had just finished: "She is also a ghost servant."

The voices and the sound of the knife were almost synchronized.

The female swordsman who wanted to say "It's fake, this is an illusion" was cut into two pieces.

When the disciples nearby saw this scene, they wanted to take action, but when they saw that Mu Ya'er was still the one in the breach, they all stood there in shock and were at a loss.

Pang Yuanhua raised her voice and said: "Everyone, this is a long story, but some of you have been quietly replaced by ghost servants.

If you are not a ghost servant, quickly distance yourself from the people around you to avoid being hurt by the ghost servant. "

After her words fell, the female swordsmen of Shuangjianmen were all in an uproar.

And a female disciple said sternly: "She is talking nonsense, pick..."

Before he finished speaking, the head of the female disciple who spoke flew up.

The head fell to the ground and was still saying quickly and harshly, "Sowing discord, this is sowing discord between our Frost Sword Sect."

Many disciples showed expressions of unspeakable fear.

A head talking on the ground?

My head is separated from my body. How can I still talk?

This scene, even in broad daylight, makes people's hair stand on end and makes them panic.

The head seemed to have noticed something was wrong, and hurriedly said: "Illusion, this is an illusion! Otherwise, how could I still talk without my head?"

Li Yuan looked at the ghost servant in horror and weirdness.

These ghost things completely maintain human intelligence.

At this time, a disciple of Shuangjianmen who usually had a good relationship with Pang Yuanhua said in a trembling voice: "Miss, is it true or false?"

Pang Yuanhua glanced at her and beckoned: "Xiaodie, you are not a ghost servant, come behind me."

The little butterfly hesitated.

Pang Yuanhua asked again: "Do you still sleep with the quilt between your legs before going to bed? Do you still push on the quilt when you fall asleep?"

Xiaodie's face turned red, and she immediately grabbed her sword and ran behind Pang Yuanhua.

Pang Yuanhua looked calmly into the distance and said: "Those who have been called by me should come behind me. The rest should not move, lest they be regarded as ghost servants and be accidentally killed by the Blood Knife Ancestor."

Blood Knife Ancestor!

The disciples only heard his name, but never saw him. They knew he was young, but they didn't expect him to be so young.

And the role of "prestige" also came into play at this moment.

The reputation of the Blood Knife Ancestor immediately silenced the scene.

Pang Yuanhua began to call names.

The one whose name was called ran behind her.

No one else dared to move.

One of the ghost servants wanted to resist and held the person beside him hostage, but he was killed by Li Yuan with a sword as soon as he moved.

"Duan Yao."

"Pang Hua."

"Pang Ru."

Pang Yuanhua named them one by one.

There are fewer and fewer people on the other side.

Pang Qian was also among them. She blinked and looked at Li Yuan and said, "Senior, I am not a ghost servant. I was in the same carriage with you that day."

Li Yuan looked at the girl and said, "Miss Pang, if you had the real Pang Qian's memory, you should know how painful she is now and how much she hates you. You should also know how much harm you have done to your senior and junior sisters."

Pang Qian cried pitifully, "But even so, I am still me. She is gone. I live for her, can't I? Why can't I live?"

She cried with tears on her face.

Li Yuan said, "You just got some information from the real Pang Qian's memory, and then used this information, hoping to gain sympathy and escape."

As soon as the voice fell, Pang Qian, who was crying, seemed to be exposed. She stopped crying directly. The pitiful face faded, and her expression became resentful, staring straight at Li Yuan.

Li Yuan said: "In fact, you should continue to cry and keep saying that you want to live well. In fact, you have no choice. You just became a ghost servant helplessly, and then came here helplessly.

Everything you do is involuntary, but now you also want to live well.

You use memory to gain sympathy.

But you are not a real person after all.

So after being pointed out, you felt that your trick was useless and stopped.

And even if people fail, they will not stop.

Because emotions cannot be stopped."

After the voice fell, he observed Pang Qian calmly.

Pang Qian looked confused, and then, her expression showed a thoughtful look.

And Li Yuan's figure floated, and he had already swept to her side, and cut the carpenter's shop ghost servant into two pieces with a knife.

Although it was cut into two pieces, it was not dead at all, but it lost its mobility.

"Forget it, even if you do that, I will still kill you. I'm just talking, don't take it seriously."

"Pang Qian" fell to the ground and immediately let out a vicious roar that was not like a human voice.

Li Yuan looked at her, and a chill rose in his heart.

He just said those words purely to test the ghost servant's learning ability, but the ghost servant was actually thinking, which gave him a heavy answer in his heart: the ghost servant can grow, at least it can mobilize the original owner's memory and talent to understand

As for whether it can grow in strength, he doesn't know.

After a while, an elder ghost servant of the Frost Sword Sect came, and Li Yuan cut him with a knife.

After a while, the head teacher Pang Dantai came, and Li Yuan cut him with a knife again.

Many broken bodies fell on the ground with a "click", some of which had healed again, but were cut off by Li Yuan again.

After working for a long time, the ghost servants of the Frost Sword Sect were finally gathered together. Li Yuan piled them together, blood spurted out, and then lit a fire.

In the flames, there were constant strange cries, which made people shudder.

After a long time, everything calmed down, and the ghost servants turned into ashes.

Everyone went to Fuyue Temple, but the ghost servants of Fuyue Temple started to escape in advance.

Li Yuan, Pang Yuanhua, and the newly joined Frost Sword Sect disciples spent a lot of effort and two days to kill these ghost servants and burn them.

Immediately, Frost Sword Sect completely blocked the carpenter shop again.

Pang Yuanhua left Pang Han behind and asked her to temporarily take over as the sect leader to stabilize Frost Sword Sect.

Pang Han is a martial arts fanatic, but he came with her and the Blood Knife Patriarch. At this time, he can convince the crowd and stabilize the situation.

Pang Yuanhua brought four other Frost Sword Sect disciples, including Xiaodie, and rushed to Shanbao County with Li Yuan.

There are still strange ghost servants in Shanbao County that need to be dealt with.

They kept running non-stop. After finishing one thing, there was another thing waiting. They couldn't even rest and were always in a state of tension and excitement.

This is not the life Li Yuan longed for.

Fortunately, reality doesn't seem to be so coincidental.

When he and Pang Yuanhua rushed back to Shanbao County again, Pang Yuanhua looked up at the sky.

Then he kept looking at the sky.

Li Yuan was very curious, but he was patient. He didn't ask and waited for the answer.

And the answer was: the line in the sky disappeared.

When the group returned to Shanbao County, Li Yuan asked and found out that Fulin Chamber of Commerce had left.

And the manager of the tent area was obviously the manager of Fulin Chamber of Commerce.

At this moment, the sky was empty, and there was no more line passing through here.

This shows that the ghost servant who originally needed to be solved had left Shanbao County by himself.

Normal people would definitely think: Fulin Chamber of Commerce was doing business everywhere and passed through Shanbao County. Now that it has left, everything is fine. After all, the ghost servants are gone, and this matter must be over. What else is there to investigate?

But the three people sitting at the round table didn't think so.

Li Yuan, Tiesha, and Pang Yuanhua were sitting in the Blood Rage Hall in the inner city.

And there was some information on the table.

This information is enough to prove that the Fulin Chamber of Commerce has really left Shanbao County, and Li Yuan's Bai Que has also seen them go away at Lingyangkou.

"Investigate what they left behind, what they sold, and who they contacted. Don't let any of them go." Tiesha said coldly.

Pang Yuanhua added: "Investigate quietly."

After that, both of them looked at Li Yuan, after all, the decision still needs the ancestor.

Li Yuan closed his eyes, thought for a while and said: "Don't investigate."

Tiesha and Pang Yuanhua immediately showed a thoughtful look, but they were not stunned.

Immediately, Tiesha said: "Then everything will wait for the ancestor's order."

Li Yuan said: "Wait for my news at any time and be ready to go."

Pang Yuanhua asked again: "What should I do?"

Li Yuan thought for a while and said, "Go to Tang Nian and see if she can design a new wheelchair for you."

After the brief meeting, Shanbao County was calm and everything was business as usual.

In the inner hall of Baihua Manor, Pang Yuanhua looked at the older girl with a smile. She liked this child very much, especially when the child was busy, it was as if the whole world was just the work in her hands.

This reminded her inexplicably of that terrifying woman named Long.

On the roof of the tall building in Yinxi Square, there is a black bird squatting quietly.

Li Yuan didn't want to alert the snake, so he wanted to see if there was anything abnormal first. It was a bit hard, but it was better to stop the problem from the beginning than to deal with it exhaustingly after it broke out.

He was sitting in the study in the inner hall, writing on the paper some poems he saw before traveling through time.

Visualizing pictures requires artistic conception.

The meaning comes from poetry, and the scene comes from painting.

"Don't you see the young knight-errants from Huainan, hunting and throwing balls during the day and throwing them at night?"

"Hululu will not hesitate to fight for millions, revenge thousands of miles away is as close as a stone's throw away."

“Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles.

When the matter is over, he brushes off his clothes and goes away, hiding his merit and fame. "

"At dawn, he goes to the sky with his sword, but at dusk he returns drunk with his whip."

These are Taibai's poems. Li Yuan felt that he should be able to find the "meaning" in the sentences of this poet with the same surname, and then connect them with his own life catalog to form a visualization map.

As for "painting", he previously asked Liu Changchong to teach him some simple brushwork techniques. And because the sixth grade has strengthened his memory, five senses, emotions, and physical coordination, when he left Tiannan County, he was able to simply draw what was in his heart. Later, during the days when he lived alone by Silver Creek Lake, he used his spare time to draw outlines with branches. Now it is no problem to complete a painting.

At this time, he wrote the poem for a while, then closed his eyes to reflect on it. When he felt tired, he silently observed the bustling city in the county after dark.

Time passes and it becomes night.

It was night, and the restaurants were busy at first, and then the brothels.

Blackbirds flew here and there.

Li Yuanzheng observed patiently, and the familiar "dong dong" sound of a cane came from outside the door, and then a knock on the door came from the lower half of the door.

He stood up with a smile and opened the door. Behind the door was the angry little cotton-padded jacket, and Lady Yan chasing after him.

Lady Yan just ran to the door, looked into her man's eyes helplessly, and said, "Your daughter insists on looking for you."

"Daddy!"

There is a crow squatting on the shoulder of the little cotton-padded jacket, and he is opening his hands to hug it.

Li Yuan glanced at the crow and found that the crow's overall strength had actually become "9~11". He picked up the little girl and said, "Dad is busy. You and mother go back to sleep first, okay?"

The little cotton-padded jacket held back her mouth, feeling aggrieved and unhappy.

Lady Yan smiled helplessly.

Behind her, the night wind was still cold and the shadows of the trees were dancing.

Li Yuandao: "Everyone, come in."

Lady Yan said: "Does it affect you?"

Li Yuandao: "It's nothing. I'm monitoring Yinxifang. There were ghost servants in Fulin Chamber of Commerce before. Although they are gone now, I'm worried about what they left behind."

Lady Yan has already been involved in these things, and Xiao Lin has a strange nature and seems to be in this circle, so Li Yuan has nothing to hide from them.

Mrs. Yan suddenly said: "My husband is afraid of striking grass and frightening snakes."

As she spoke, she walked into the house and closed the door behind her back.

Li Yuan held the little cotton-padded jacket in his arms and sat down at the table again.

Mrs. Yan also came over and looked at the poems on the table. She was stunned for a moment, tasted them again, and then said: "It's really well written."

He looked at it again and said, "I can't write it."

Li Yuan couldn't explain it, and he didn't want to lie to his wife, so he just smiled and continued to observe Shanbao County.

He was holding a little cotton-padded jacket.

The little cotton-padded jacket was very happy.

And when she was happy, in addition to the crow in the house, there was another crow standing next to Haidongqing, and four more crows flew into the night and began to look for blackbirds in the city, as if they were talking to Li Yuan plays a game of "hide and seek".

Even though Li Yuan was not in the mood for the game at all, Little Cotton Jacket was still playing with great interest.

Not only did the strength of her crows change from "8~9" to "9~11", but the number of them also changed from 4 to 6.

The crow flew and flew, and when it found a black bird, it fell down with a "quacking" sound.

When Li Yuan saw the crow, he patted the little cotton-padded jacket in his arms helplessly and said, "Don't make any noise, dad is working."

The little cotton-padded jacket nodded obediently, and the crows also stood respectfully on the ridge of the roof, blending into the darkness and making no sound at all.

The crow's eyes were wild, its feathers became hard, and the tips of its wings showed a weird sharpness. If you scratched a person's neck with such feathers, the neck would probably break.

Lady Yan sat for a while, then stood up with a smile and said, "I stewed some eight-treasure porridge, put in a lot of red dates, and brought it to you."

in this way

Three days passed in a flash.

On the third day, after midnight, a strange scene appeared in a room in Tianxiang Tower.

A geisha was bringing out a small incense burner, burning three sticks of incense, prostrating and prostrating in the air, with a pious expression on her face, but a strange look on the corner of her mouth, and a faint blush on her cheeks, which was the rouge applied on her face.

However, there was obviously nothing in the air.

The singing prostitutes worshiped with such piety that they were crazy and possessed.

The black bird looked at it from a distance. Its vision was actually Li Yuan's vision, and everything in the distance could naturally be detected clearly.

The geisha quickly finished her obeisance and put away the incense burner. Someone outside seemed to be calling her name, so she ran out.

The black bird "swooshed" and spread its wings and flew to the window.

The crow followed.

The blackbird wanted to open the window and fly in, but it was very difficult. After all, the blackbird had no hands.

The crow kicked the window gently with a slight kick of its talons, and then grabbed it with a tiptoe. Then it flew into the house with the blackbird and hid on the beam.

After a while, the geisha returned. She carefully took out the rouge box from her arms and applied makeup in front of the bronze mirror.

The rouge was particularly gorgeous, but the geisha's face was very pale for some reason.

The pale face, coupled with the bright rouge, seems to be wearing makeup and making an burial appearance.

The quiet crows and blackbirds just watched.

After a while, the geisha seemed to have finished her makeup, then lay down on the bed, carefully stuffed the rouge box under the pillow, and fell asleep.

Late at night, the black bird fell down and tried to take out the rouge box, but was short of strength.

The crow flew down, thrust out its talons, grabbed it roughly, and grabbed the rouge box under the pillow.

The singing girl suddenly woke up and turned around to look, but the black bird had already pulled up the quilt and flipped it up in the air to cover her sight, then turned around and rushed forward.

The crow grabbed the rouge box and violently smashed the window, followed by two black shadows shooting out.

The air was filled with the sound of laughter.

In the study room in the inner hall of Baihua Manor, the little girl was smiling coquettishly in Li Yuan's arms. Madam Yan next to her was so surprised that she couldn't help but ask: "What are you two, father and daughter, doing?"

Li Yuan scratched his head.

He had a cooperative play with his daughter who was just over one year old, which he did not expect.

On the street, the geisha seemed to have lost something extremely important, and she was chasing her wildly, shouting hysterically: "Give it back to me! Give it back to me!!!"

But the crows and blackbirds flew happily and disappeared after a while.

The geisha didn't even see what had taken her rouge box. She was crying and shouting on the street: "Robber! Robber! Come on, someone is robbing!"

Soon, the handyman of Xuedaomen who was patrolling the street heard the noise and rushed over. When he heard that there was a robber, he suddenly became awe-inspiring.

There are robbers in Yinxifang, is this okay?

So the servants went out one after another and began to help the singing girl look for the "flying thief", but they couldn't find it.

In the sky, crows watched quietly as the group of people looked around like headless flies.

Xiao Lin giggled in her father's arms.

After a while, there was a banging sound outside the study and a knocking sound at the window.

Mrs. Yan went to open the window, and there was a polite crow standing on the window sill. The crow poked its talons, handed the rouge box into Mrs. Yan's hand, and flew away again.

Lady Yan gave the box to Li Yuan again.

Li Yuan raised his hand and stroked it gently. It was cold and felt like touching ice. This reminded him of the wooden doll in his "equipment rack".

But this box doesn't seem to be "equipment", otherwise it should be directly included in his equipment list once it is in his hands.

He held his chin and thought for a while, and the image of the singing prostitute burning incense and bowing in the air just now appeared in his mind.

"Does it mean that if you put on makeup, you can see something that others can't see?"

Li Yuan tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

"Is this rouge box left by the Fulin Chamber of Commerce?"

“Did the Chamber of Commerce leave more of these boxes?”

He looked at Yinxifang, which was boiling in the middle of the night, and at the handymen who were hurriedly helping the singing girl find the thief, with a smile on his face.

The singer's name was Dong Xiaolan, and she was sitting anxiously in the lobby of the government office.

However, the person sitting in the lobby was not the county magistrate, but an inner disciple of the Blood Knife Sect.

The inner disciple said with an angry look on his face: "The security of our Yinxi Square has always been good, but there are thieves like this! How audacious!! Miss Dong, please tell the story one by one. We will seek justice for you!"

Only then did Dong Xiaolan speak eloquently.

During this time, the inner disciple gave more guidance, and Dong Xiaolan also talked a lot in order to retrieve the rouge box.

After a long time, she left sadly, expecting the Blood Knife Sect to find her lost items and kill the thief.

As the gate of the yamen closed and the servants left, the disciple who was sitting upright as the county magistrate stood up, walked around behind the side screen, bowed respectfully to Li Yuan who was sitting behind him, and asked: "Old Ancestor, Is there anything else you want me to do?"

Li Yuandao: "Help her find it and make the noise louder. How can I, Yinxi Fang, accommodate bandits?! Dig out all the threads inside, and if possible, find all the rouge boxes for me."

"Yes!" The disciple responded respectfully and said with some hesitation, "That rouge box was given to her by Qian Da, and Qian Da."

Li Yuandao: "Ask as usual."

"Yes, ancestor! I understand!"

After that, under the guise of "coming to help," the Blood Knife Sect followed the clues and searched the rouge box.

Then they visited the spot and Li Yuan went directly to pick up the goods.

As for the bandits, they captured a few thieves from outside the city and used them as scapegoats, but the rouge box had long been thrown away by them.

As these thieves were killed, the matter came to an end.

The owners of those rouge boxes were also extremely helpless, crying like mourning concubines, but there was nothing they could do.

The box was lost to those damn thieves.

And those damn thieves are dead.

What else can be done?

During this period, Qian Da was also confused. He wanted to give the rouge box to Elder Li that day, but before he gave it to him, he used it to curry favor with a singing girl in Tianxiang Tower. After hearing that the ancestor personally ordered an investigation, he also tried his best to cooperate.

A few days later, five rouge boxes were placed on Li Yuan's desk.

And letters and reports came from outside.

These letters and reports recorded the subsequent conditions of those "rouge box owners".

At first, they were crazy, noisy, and crying, and then they all got seriously ill and were bedridden, but they didn't seem to be in danger of life for the time being, just a little bit like "just got rid of insanity".

Li Yuan pushed away the letters.

He has confirmed that the manager of Fulin Chamber of Commerce is the ghost servant.

This ghost servant is likely related to the Lianyizhai in Yujing City, and the Lianyizhai seems to be a big force.

Such a big force is not specifically targeting small places like Shanbao County, but is more likely to cast a wide net.

This rouge box is their net.

After a while, Pang Yuanhua pushed the wheelchair into the door and looked at these things with Li Yuan.

After a long time, Pang Yuanhua suddenly asked: "Is this a Lianyizhai or a Luyizhai?"

Luyi means clothes for the dead.

Can a normal clothes seller be called this name?

Even if the tone is similar, they will try to avoid it as much as possible.

Unless, they are originally selling clothes for the dead.

Li Yuan looked at the five rouge boxes and felt very hot. He thought about it and decided to use the old method and find a death row prisoner or a vicious bandit to try.

On that day, a male death row prisoner was brought to the secret room.

This death row prisoner was a lazy man, and his wife was making money outside. The lazy man was disgusted with his wife's low income and beat his wife to death, and then buried her in the yard. As a result, because the burial was too shallow, the stench was floating and was discovered, and then he was arrested and taken to Shanbao County Prison.

Later, many relatives of this lazy man sent money to beg for mercy, hoping to reduce the sentence, but they were never agreed.

In the secret room, a disciple of the inner sect of the Blood Knife Sect stood in front of the screen and threw the rouge box directly to the prisoner, saying: "Try it, and then tell me everything you see. If you cooperate well, your crime can be reduced."

The prisoner hurriedly cooperated.

Behind the screen, Li Yuan watched quietly through the hole.

He watched the prisoner put on makeup, watched the prisoner show an intoxicated expression, and then watched the prisoner suddenly stand up in shock, looking around with eyes wide open, as if his surroundings were no longer the dark secret room, but some other place.

Then, the prisoner began to stare blankly, and after half an incense stick of time, he showed ecstasy, and then became pious, and then bowed to the air and began to kowtow.

This scene also frightened the inner sect disciples of the Blood Knife Sect. If the ancestor was not behind the screen, he would have drawn his sword and killed the man in front of him.

Half an hour later, the prisoner stopped kowtow, his eyes became empty, and then slowly regained focus.

The first thing he did after he recovered was to run to grab the rouge box, but he was kicked to the ground by the inner sect disciple.

The long sword was unsheathed, and the cold light fell, against the prisoner's neck.

"What did you see?"

The prisoner realized the situation, and he stretched out his hand painfully to grab the rouge box.

The inner sect disciple said: "Tell it honestly, and the box will be given to you."

The prisoner then told the whole story.

There was also a disciple sitting next to him who was responsible for recording and archiving.

"Immortal!

I saw the immortal!

The immortal was flying in the sky, and the immortal mountain was beautiful.

I bowed down in front of the palace, and I knew that as long as I was pious enough, the immortal would take me into the immortal gate."

The prisoner told the whole story, and described the scenes he saw vividly.

There are fairies flying in the sky among the jade buildings and the misty clouds. There are also fairies sitting high in the sky with floating clouds as cushions.

The human world is like smoke and dust, and the vast ocean is like water in a cup.

And this scene can be seen as long as you stand on the fairy mountain.

At the entrance of the fairy mountain, there is a jade statue of the fairy.

The prisoner bowed to the jade statue, hoping to move the fairy and let the fairy accept him. As for how he got this logic, it was a natural feeling.

"I have said everything I can say. Give me the box." The prisoner looked at the rouge box greedily, as if his life was insignificant because of it.

The inner disciple said: "Draw the appearance of the fairy and the fairy mountain, and I will give you the box."

The prisoner worked hard to draw.

But his painting skills were very average.

So the inner disciple invited another disciple who was good at painting in the inner city, and with joint efforts, they drew the fairy and the fairy mountain.

When this painting came out, everyone except the prisoner on death row was horrified.

Where is the immortal, where is the immortal mountain?

It was an ancient mansion, with lanterns with human heads hanging on it.

Those lanterns with human heads were still talking, with different expressions, just like when they were alive.

Under the lantern, sat a ghost in shroud.

In front of the mansion was a pool of stagnant water, in which many ghostly figures were floating.

"Give it to me! Give it to me!!"

Hysterical shouts came from the prisoner on death row. He took advantage of everyone's daze and rushed over to grab the box.

The inner disciple reacted quickly, kicked him over, and then drew his sword.

Behind the screen, a figure flashed, and Li Yuan floated behind the prisoner on death row, knocked him unconscious with a palm, and then threw him to the inner disciple and said: "The execution will be carried out today."

"Yes, ancestor."

"Also, don't leak anything today."

"Yes!" Everyone responded in unison.

Li Yuan closed the rouge box, took a look at the painting, and murmured: "It is indeed a burial garment."

After that, he put the painting directly on the candle.

The blazing candle flame engulfed the painting of "Immortal Mountain Immortal" and soon burned it into a handful of cold ashes.

Li Yuan walked outside into the sunshine.

Although the spring light was warm, his heart felt very cold.

If he hadn't paid attention to this because the steward left, I really don't know what the consequences would have been.

The evil ghost in the shroud, the lantern with a human head, and the mysterious shadow in the dead water.

He couldn't imagine what these people who put on makeup would bring after constant worship, and he didn't understand what the purpose of the people behind them was.

But fortunately, he intercepted all this in advance and cut off the danger before it even started.

Later, he asked Tie Sha to contact the other two counties and ask them to jointly search and check whether there were such rouge boxes in their own counties.

At night, Li Yuan returned to the mansion and found Pang Yuanhua in the inner hall.

This person also temporarily lived in Baihua Manor, and there were four Frost Sword Sect disciples staying with her.

"Miss Pang, I'm disturbing you late at night."

"Senior, please tell me."

Li Yuan told what happened during the day and asked again: "Do you have any idea how to deal with this rouge box?"

He had never been in Zhong Mansion, but Pang Yuanhua had.

Therefore, Pang Yuanhua was his eye that peered into the Zhong Mansion.

In this way, even if he does not enter the Zhongfu, he can still have a channel to obtain information about the Zhongfu.

Pang Yuanhua must know much more about Zhongfu and the mysterious ghost street than he does.

Pang Yuanhua looked at the boxes quietly and said, "Maybe you can take them to the ghost street for a walk. I heard that some people have successfully sold things to ghosts.

Senior can give the box to Yuanhua, and after Yuanhua sells it, he will bring back the ghost money to senior. "

Li Yuan looked at these five hot potatoes and pushed them directly to Pang Yuanhua.

He didn't want to have anything to do with the Ming Yi Zhai in Yujing City.

The next day, Xiaodie pushed Pang Yuanhua around the winding corridors and garden paths of Baihua Manor.

Half an hour later, Pang Yuanhua entered the ghost street.

When she came out again, she handed 1 "1 cent", 1 "3 cents" and 2 "1 cents" to Li Yuan behind her, "Senior, as expected, someone bought this rouge box. It costs a total of Gave me so much money.”

Li Yuandao: "A total of 15 cents, which means that the rouge box is 3 cents each. It doesn't seem to be a valuable item."

He did not question Pang Yuanhua's deduction of money. This was a basic trust between both parties.

He put away the ghost money and glanced at the equipment column: [Equipment 1: 3 points, 1 point (2), 3 centimeters (2), 1 centimeters].

Pang Yuanhua suddenly added: "I will prepare a list of props for seniors, listing the props that can be purchased in Ghost Street, as well as their functions and prices.

However, this information is difficult to find out, so the addition of the item list should be slow. "

She's a smart woman, so she comes into her own.

Li Yuan returned the favor and said, "If you need ghost money, just tell me."

"Yes, senior." Pang Yuanhua saluted Yingying, then greeted Xiaodie in the distance, and pushed the wheelchair to find Tang Nian.

Tang Nian said that he would redesign a wheelchair for her, and maybe she could go take a look today.

Pang Yuanhua liked that child very much.

Li Yuan, on the other hand, breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little peaceful in his heart.

Finally, I can calm down for a while.

This "peace after the pressure disappeared" suddenly gave him a long-lost calm, and his thoughts suddenly surged. Many thoughts in his mind were connected in series, and they began to form a picture along the path of the life illustration.

He spread out the paper again, raised his pen, thought for a while, and wrote: Hulu will not hesitate to take a million, and revenge is as close as a thousand miles.

"Then draw a picture of a knight."

The young man did not miss this sudden opportunity, immersed himself in some mysterious realm, and painted with ink on the paper.

Every stroke is very difficult, and every stroke is also very enjoyable.

He painted for a day and a night, concentrating and forgetting himself, not thinking about the gods.

In the morning light of the next day, the boy finally breathed a sigh of relief, put down his pen and looked at the picture, observed it carefully, and then smiled.

Done

Visualization diagram.

life catalog

Done!

However, it seems that the artistic conception has not dissipated in his mind, and the artistic conception that has not dissipated may still support him to draw another one.

The same picture of life, but different visualization pictures!