The metaphysics princess fortune-telling spirit, the abstinent and cruel king is addicted to pets

Chapter 86 086: The Paintbrush Hides Ghosts

Where did Prime Minister Lu dare to delay, he immediately sent someone to the Marquis of Anyang.

The courtyard was very close to the concierge, and Tomomi woke up as soon as someone knocked on the door.

Hearing that he was looking for Nan Li, he immediately got up and got dressed.

He carried the small cloth bag and the mahogany sword on his back, hurried out, and said to the concierge boy: "You don't need to wake up Senior Sister, I'll go and see the situation first."

The young servant of Xiangfu also knew that it was difficult to invite people late at night, so he was very grateful to see the little Taoist priest willing to accompany him for a walk.

But when he arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, Prime Minister Lu looked anxious, "Why didn't Miss Six come?"

"My senior sister is tired today, she gets up very angry, it's better not to wake her up." Tomomi said.

Prime Minister Lu saw that Zhimi was a little Taoist priest with a round face, only twelve or thirteen years old, how could this be reliable.

He said: "I'm afraid my son has been in trouble for several days. Since you are Miss Six's younger brother, why don't you invite her over to avoid any accidents."

Zhimi said seriously: "Don't worry, my lord, if it's too difficult, I won't be brave, I'll go in and have a look first."

Prime Minister Lu had no choice but to follow the past.

Zhimi pushed open the door, and the room was indeed extremely cold, and the candlelight seemed to have turned bright green.

On the ground, there are countless painted scrolls.

At first glance, they are all first-class paintings, which can be handed down for a hundred years.

Lu Zheng was still painting frantically, mumbling something.

Zhimi saw that the brush in his hand was emitting black air, and the black air had already wrapped around Lu Zheng's hand and rushed to his arm.

With a serious look on his face, he immediately used the ghost-suppressing talisman.

The talisman was thrown out, but was bounced back, and then turned into ashes.

Prime Minister Lu was startled, and quickly backed away, he said that this little Taoist priest is no good!
Zhimi didn't panic, and used the talismans drawn by Nanli, one on Lu Zheng's forehead, and the other on his arm.

The ghostly aura was temporarily suppressed, and Lu Zheng passed out immediately.

Zhimi stepped forward and wanted to take down the brush, but Lu Zheng held it tightly.

"This ghostly aura has eaten into Young Master's right arm, I'm afraid it will have to be cut off." Zhimi said in a low voice.

Prime Minister Lu almost didn't catch his breath, he hurriedly said: "How can this work! My son broke his hand, so how can we participate in next year's Chunwei!"

Once the hand is broken, there is no future.

He is such a son!

Zhimi said: "I can't help it, but the senior sister must have a way, let's talk about it when the senior sister comes over tomorrow."

"You..." Prime Minister Lu patted his chest, "I'll just say, Miss Six should be invited over from the very beginning!"

Zhiya was not annoyed, "Now I have sealed the ghost energy, nothing will happen, I will guard the young master, so you can rest assured."

How could Prime Minister Lu be at ease, he wanted to send someone to the Anyang Marquis, but he was afraid of offending Chu Nanli, after all, his daughter had offended her once before.

Thinking of this, Prime Minister Lu became angry again. After leaving the house, he ordered someone to restrain Lu Yanyan's feet and reduce her monthly silver.

Finally, when it was dawn, Prime Minister Lu hurried out to invite Nan Li in person.

Nanli had a good night's sleep and was in a good mood, only then did she know that Zhimi went out for herself in the middle of the night.

She couldn't help sighing, it's good to have the junior brother here.

After washing and changing, she ate a steamed bun before heading to the Prime Minister's Mansion with Prime Minister Lu.

When I arrived at Lu Zheng's room, I saw that Zhimi was meditating, and Lu Zheng was still in a coma because of the suppression of the talisman.

"Senior Sister, you are here!" Zhimi heard the movement and opened her eyes.

Nan Li nodded, "What's the situation?"

Zhimi said: "This pen has a strong ghostly aura, and it has already wrapped around Mr. Lu's arm. Senior sister, if you can't do anything, I'm afraid you will have to cut off his hand to save his life."

Prime Minister Lu squeezed his hands tightly, and hurriedly said, "Miss Six, you have to think of a way, my son can't break his hand."

"Don't worry, this ghost was shocked last night, so it's not a big problem." Nan Li concentrated, stretched out her hand and picked up the brush.

After the brush left, the black air no longer wrapped around Lu Zheng's right hand.

But those black air wanted to wrap around Nanli's hand again.

"Senior Sister, be careful!" Tomiya exclaimed.

Nan Li's complexion was as usual, and the black air entangled for a short time before retreating quickly.

With a flick of her finger, a ghost figure popped out of the pen.

He was actually a handsome scholar.

This was the first time Prime Minister Lu saw a ghost in form, and he trembled all over, almost unable to lift his breath.

The scholar was forced out of the brush, and was quite angry: "He begged me to draw a famous painting that is unique in the world! You can't drive me away!"

"Draw out the world's most famous painting? Is this his idea, or your obsession?" Nan Li stared at the scholar, "If you reach an agreement, I won't be able to touch this pen at all."

The scholar saw that she was a real person, and when his complexion changed, he wanted to retract his pen.

But he has harmed many people and sucked up their yang energy and flesh and blood, how could Nanli let him go so easily.

A sky thunder talisman was thrown out, and immediately smashed the scholar to ashes.

Zhimi said happily: "It's still up to Senior Sister."

Prime Minister Lu looked around the room and felt that the cold atmosphere had dissipated a lot, so he breathed a sigh of relief, "Is this resolved?"

"It's settled, Mr. Prime Minister, it's not easy for my junior brother to stay here for one night, and I rushed over early in the morning. It costs at least 3000 taels of silver." Nan Li said.

Tomiya widened her eyes and swallowed.

They usually go down the mountain to collect ghosts for the villagers, but they only collect ten taels of silver.

Kyoto...is really a good place!
"It should be, it should be!" Prime Minister Lu didn't feel that the price was expensive at all, he ordered his servants to pick up the bank notes, and asked, "Then when will my son wake up?"

"Now." Nan Li knelt down and pinched Lu Zheng's people.

Lu Zheng felt tired all over and his eyes were dry. When he opened his eyes, he saw a delicate and fair face.

But that look, as plain as water, doesn't match her appearance and age.

"Miss Chu?" He stood up, not only had a headache, but his right hand was sore, "What's going on? Why are you in my study?"

"Zheng'er, thanks to Miss Six!" Prime Minister Lu immediately came over, supported his son and talked about his abnormalities in the past few days.

Lu Zheng was terrified when he heard this, because he had no impression of these things.

No wonder his hands are so sore, it turns out he has been painting for so many days!

"Thanks to Miss Six." Lu Zheng immediately talked about the origin of this pen. It turned out to be a gift from his friend, and it was said that it was passed down from Jianguo. The pen will be like a god's help.

It turns out that there are not gods, but ghosts.

"I gave you such a good thing, your friend is really nice." Nan Li teased.

Lu Zheng had lingering fears in his heart, "He must not know. I have known him for many years. If he knew, he would never have given me this thing."

"Prevention is essential." Nan Li said, and gave him a safety talisman, "As a gift, take it with you."

After this experience, Lu Zheng was completely convinced by Nan Li, and said, "Thank you Miss Six."

Lu Zheng didn't dare to keep the paintings in the room anymore, after all, they were painted by ghosts.

He hastily ordered his servants to clean it up, and it happened that one of the paintings fell down accidentally and bloomed in front of Nan Li.

Nan Li was stunned, and couldn't help murmuring: "It's her?"

(End of this chapter)