The road of the main god of cannon fodder female supporting role

Chapter 135 Happy Bride 33
After Xiao Yichen finished cursing, he looked at the people in the painting sympathetically, and asked Wushuang: "How do we save these people? Enter this painting?"

Wushuang glanced at Xiao Yichen in surprise, and said: "This painting is the home of the Immortal in the Painting, and going to someone else's home to fight, what do you think?

You feel sorry for the fairy in the painting, and it is normal to sympathize with it, but now the fairy in the painting has been tortured and is willing to do anything to relieve the pain.

Do you think that if you fall into its hands, it will let you go because you sympathize with it? "

Xiao Yichen said in embarrassment: "Aren't I too angry? Then what should we do? How can we save people if we don't enter the painting?"

Wushuang looked at the fairy in the painting who was screaming and wailing because of being tortured, and said calmly: "Help me prepare the paint, cinnabar.

Also, prepare rooster blood, black dog blood, and black cat blood. You don’t need much blood, just a little of the same.

Remember, when taking blood, you cannot kill roosters, black dogs and black cats. After taking blood, raise them well, and I will take them away. "

It was the first time Xiao Yichen heard of this request, and asked curiously, "Why can't they be killed? I read that in the scriptures, they were all directly killed for blood."

Wushuang said helplessly: "Then you really read too many books, the blood of black cats, black dogs and roosters can ward off evil spirits, because the blood of these three creatures is full of yang energy.

Especially black cats, black cats are often awakened to see the power of yin and yang to connect ghosts and gods. Not only is the yang energy in the blood full, but it is also born to restrain ghosts.

And ghosts belong to yin, so naturally they cannot withstand the strong yang energy.

But the premise of sufficient yang energy is that the animal for blood collection is alive and free of resentment.

You kill them first for the blood, and then you take the blood.

The cats, dogs, and chickens are all dead, and where does the blood come from?

Killing them just to exorcise evil spirits, isn't it possible that there is no resentment? Wouldn't you hate it instead?
Using this kind of blood splashing on the ghost is simply a great complement to the ghost, and the little ghost turns into a fierce ghost in minutes.

It's simply disgusting that I have lived too long, and I want to die early and live longer. "

Xiao Yichen, who had been popularized by Wushuang, went to find the rooster, the black dog and the black cat with a knowledgeable expression.

Soon, rooster blood, black dog blood, and black cat blood were brought over.

Wushuang mixed the three kinds of blood and cinnabar together, and pinched the spell with his fingers, a little blue flame ignited on Wushuang's fingertips.

Wushuang put the fire into the cinnabar mixed with black dog blood, black cat blood and rooster blood, and the cinnabar exploded violently like fuel in a fire.

Under the burning of the blue flame, the bright red cinnabar gradually becomes transparent.

After the flame completely disappeared, the cinnabar had changed from red to transparent as water.

Wushuang directly mixed the paint with transparent cinnabar water, and began to paint and modify this picture of purgatory.

Xiao Yichen stared wide-eyed the whole time while watching, seeing that Wushuang was about to put pen to paper on this well-drawn picture, he finally couldn't hold back.

"Are you going to change the painting? But the painting is full, won't it become a mess if you change it?"

Wushuang explained: "The paint used to paint this kind of painting looks like paint, but in fact the paint is just covering. The paint that actually paints the painting is the magic power of the painter.

It looks like a painting, but it is actually covered with layers of mana from the evil cultivator, imprisoning the fairy in the painting.

If a person with weak abilities wants to change the painting, he must be delivering food to the painting, and he will be sucked dry by the magic power of the evil cultivator on the painting. "

Speaking of this, Wushuang's mouth twitched into a confident and arrogant smile: "It's a pity that he met me, so it's his bad luck."

After Wushuang finished speaking, the brush dipped in paint landed on a corner of the painting.

When the brush under Wushou fell, the original picture on the painting instantly fluctuated like a rock falling in the water.

Soon, the colors in that corner twisted and gathered together, turning into a blank, and the paint on the painting had long since disappeared.

It's as if the paint in this corner knows that Wushuang wants to paint, and backs off to reveal the original background color, so that Wushuang can paint it.

Wushuang started to draw, she hadn't drawn for a long time, she was really itchy.

Wushuang's first stroke is a green willow swaying in the wind, stretching its green branches in the morning light.

The willow branches had just been drawn, and a villain dressed in black impatiently landed under the willow tree, stretching his body.

Xiao Yichen pointed at the villain, and said in surprise: "Well, can the people in this painting still move?"

Wushuang looked at his unseen appearance, and joked: "How fresh, this painting is the home of the fairy in the painting, there is no one who can't leave in his own home."

As he said that, Wushuang continued to dip in the ink, and continued to draw.

The green Cangshan Mountains, the meandering rivers, and the villages with smoke curling up.

The villagers coming and going, the densely populated city, the urchins playing on the street corner, and the peddlers carrying the shelves.

A vivid picture expressing the pastoral life in the city is slowly unfolding under Wu Shuang's pen.

Every time Wushuang completes a scene, a villain with black air will appear in the scene.

Slowly, the black air on the villain's body became less and less, and when Wushuang finished painting, the villain could already see his appearance clearly.

This fairy in the painting is a very bookish-looking boy, no more than 15 years old at most, with a round apple face.

His eyebrows are curved, the corners of his mouth are upturned, and he has a natural smile. The lovable face that makes people feel happy when he looks at it must be very popular with the elders.

Xiao Yichen was surprised when he looked at it: "I didn't expect the fairy in the painting to be such a lovable child. That evil cultivator really did something wrong."

After Xiao Yichen's voice fell, the boy in the painting smiled brightly at Xiao Yichen, and even bowed his hands to him.

In the next moment, the picture scroll drawn by Wushuang's brush suddenly burst into dazzling white light!
The light was so dazzling that both Wushuang and Xiao Yichen closed their eyes.

When the white light disappeared, the two opened their eyes, only to find a lot of people lying crookedly around them.

It's just that everyone has their eyes closed, as if they are asleep.

Xiao Yichen hurried up to check his breath one by one, and he was relieved to make sure that everyone was alive.

"They're all fine." A clear and bright boyish voice came from behind Wushuang and Xiao Yichen.

When the two turned their heads, they saw the fairy in the painting who was still in the painting appearing in front of them.

The body of the young man in front of him was as solid as a real person, and he really didn't show any ghostly aura at all.

The sunlight from outside came in and shone on his body, leaving mottled light and shadows.

If it weren't for the lack of shadows under his feet, he really wouldn't be able to tell whether he was a human or a ghost.

Seeing Wushuang and Xiao Yichen looking at him, Hua Zhongxian made a big gift to Wushuang first.

He said gratefully: "Thank you Xuanshi for relieving me of my suffering in purgatory.

If it weren't for the mysterious master to rescue me, I don't know how long I would have to suffer in the painting.

I don't know how many people I will help that evil cultivator because of the pain.

Fortunately, Master Xuan rescued me in time, so I didn't really kill someone and incur evil debts.

Otherwise, I will enter the underworld, and I will be punished and punished in the [-]th hell, and I will not be able to escape the cycle of reincarnation. "

(End of this chapter)