I inherited my husband's divine position

The night tour envoys present were already familiar with this voice, and they knew who it was without turning their heads.

"Yi Ji, are you done with your work?" Shen Xiaowei looked at the person who came.

"En." It was Yi Ji who came.

Originally they came in the same team, but when they entered the imperial city, Yi Ji said that she had some personal matters to deal with, so she left temporarily.

Yi Ji walked to the table, continued the topic just now, and said, "The rule trigger of this monster lies in the essays and paintings here."

"How to say?" Shen Xiaoyan asked carefully.

Yi Ji said: "Normally, it is no different from ordinary paintings, once Juxian Building holds a literary meeting, its rules will be triggered."

The night tour envoys' eyes lit up after hearing this.

"Come and try!"

They do what they say, and they are really bold.

Yi Ji, as the organizer of the cultural meeting, called the shopkeeper who happened to be on the scene, and told him that the second floor of Juxian Building would be reserved as the venue for the cultural meeting.

The shopkeeper's face was earthy, and he didn't want to accept Yi Ji's silver taels at all, but unfortunately he couldn't refuse lightly, like a puppet being manipulated, he acted stiffly according to the script, took Yi Ji's silver taels and asked Xiao Er to prepare for the literary meeting.

That is, the moment Yi Ji and the shopkeeper reached an agreement, the drawing paper on the table changed.

The night tour envoys found out immediately.

"As expected!"

"Will we be pictured?"

The night tour envoys were eager to try, but they were so frightened that the shopkeeper's legs trembled.

But after waiting for a while, no more abnormalities appeared.

Everyone turned their questioning eyes to Yi Ji.

Yi Ji said: "Since it is a literary conference and we are going to come to the paper, why not take this opportunity to discuss with each other."

"Okay!" Everyone responded.

What follows is a discussion, from deception to war and calligraphy, including some humanistic and social thinking caused by the things I encountered during this period, all brought out by the night tour envoys.

The more they chatted, the more in-depth they were, and they had already unknowingly ignored the existence of the strange talk. When they were excited, some people stood up and waved their hands and feet. Fortunately, they knew that the scene was not suitable for using psionic energy, so they did not cause damage to the Juxian Building.

As for the shopkeeper and Xiaoer, they hid on the first floor after delivering what they needed.

They looked at each other, and they could clearly see the decline on the other's face.

Time passed, the shopkeeper and Xiao Er waited like years below, and when they saw the setting sun, they realized that it had been a while.

Yesterday seemed to be about this time.This idea flashed in the shopkeeper's mind, and he looked up to the second floor, thinking: I don't know what happened to those adults.

The second floor.

When the power of strange talk and rules enveloped the audience, there was no sound. Even the night tour envoys didn't realize when they fell into the world in the painting. They only felt that everything in the world changed in a blink of an eye. line world.

Looking at himself again, he was astonished.

"what's the situation?"

"I seem to have become a leaf."

"I am stone."

"Is everyone there?"

Faced with this weird situation, the Night Tourists reacted quickly, calmed down after the initial astonishment, and revealed their identities and situations to each other.

After a round of discussion, they all had some understanding of their respective situations, and soon someone discovered an important problem.

"The rules of Shengmen of Juxian Wenhui are identified by people outside the painting, who should save us if we are all in the painting?"

If you can't use Shengmen to break the rules, you must break the rules violently.

The latter is tantamount to destroying this strange story.

Just when the night tour envoys in the painting realized that the problem was serious, Yi Ji's voice came from outside the painting, "I am outside, and I can identify and rescue you."

"Yi Ji?"

"Why are you not included in the rules?"

Yi Ji's calm voice continued, answering everyone's doubts, "This is exactly what I want to tell you next. I found that [Juxian Wenhui] has changed into the work I just painted, which is a painting of flowers and birds , the painting is about flowers and birds, but I got a sudden inspiration to observe the life of flowers and birds.”

Shen Xiaowei, who became an ink bird in the painting, said: "Is that the one you mentioned in the discussion just now?"

"That's right." Yi Ji said.

"You are not the only one who draws at the essay meeting, so why is your drawing triggering the rules of strange talks?" Hu Tong said.

Yi Ji said: "I already have some ideas on this point, but further experiments are needed."

Shen Buhuan paid more attention to breaking away from the rules, "What we now look like in the painting are all kinds of things like leaves, stones, birds and fish, and everything in the painting doesn't move when viewed from outside the painting. recognize us among leaves and stones."

"You underestimate Yi Ji too much." It was Shen Xiaoyan who took the lead.

The teammates on the same team as Yi Ji know and feel the talent of Yi Ji Shuxiu the most.

Yi Ji said: "Every leaf and stone is different. This painting was drawn by me, and it is also the condensation of my inspiration. I can find any difference."

"Then let's start." Shen Buhuan said.

"Don't worry." Yi Ji said.

Offscreen, only Yi Ji is left on the second floor.

She picked up a cup of cold tea in her hand, and put her other hand into the cup.

Said to the painting: "I just said that this painting is a product of my inspiration, and every stroke in it contains my inspiration. Now you integrate yourself into the painting and become a member of the painting, which is equivalent to integrating into my painting. Inspiration, can it be more direct and simple to understand and comprehend my inspiration in this way?"

They used interrogative sentences, but Ke Yi Ji had a calm and determined expression on his face.

The people in the painting were also shocked by her idea, and after careful consideration, they found that it was indeed the case.

On the spot, someone felt about themselves and the surrounding scenery.

The world in the painting became quiet.

At this time, Yi Ji counted the time, and then sprinkled her tea-soaked fingers into the painting, and the water droplets were broken up by spiritual power into finer mist and fell into the painting.

A few drops of water outside the painting are nothing more than a continuous drizzle in the world inside the painting.

A few sounds of surprise from the Night Traveler let Yi Ji know what was going on in the painting.

She originally wanted to help her colleagues gain insights, but suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, looking at the scene of another world turning upside down just before she raised her hands, she felt an inexplicable feeling that she was on the verge of inspiration and was just on the verge of inspiration.

Yi Ji cheered up, realizing that this time was not only an opportunity for her colleagues, but also for herself.

The entrance of the corridor.

The shopkeeper leaned out half of his body cautiously, and stretched his head to look inside.

It's been a long time since I haven't seen the adults of the night tour envoy. I'm worried about what happened, and I'm worried that I will be charged with the crime of poor hospitality, so I sneaked up to observe after a long time.

At this glance, only Yi Ji sitting at the table was left on the second floor.

The woman just poured a glass of water into the painting.

Immediately, the wailing sounds of several people came from the painting.

This kind of wailing of many people is especially strange on the second floor where there is only one person.

It was in this weird atmosphere that the spell map emerged in Yi Ji's hand, and Sen Han's yin fire floated in the air and threw it on the table.

A few more screams and curses were added to those wailing.

The shopkeeper's eyes widened, and then he met Yi Ji's gaze.

That gaze seems to be able to penetrate people's hearts, and they can see clearly what people think.

- It's over!
——The old man is over!

——I actually saw the scene where the night tour envoy murdered his colleagues!
——Is it still possible to kneel down and beg for mercy now?

The shopkeeper didn't know what was going on in his heart at all, and it was indeed all revealed under the deceitful ability of his heart.

A wave of spiritual power swung him down the corridor and blocked the entrance of the corridor.

Inspiration is rare.

Now is not the time to have fun with people.

The shopkeeper who fell back to the first floor found that he was not injured. Just as he was in shock and didn't know what to do, a voice came into his mind...