Black Cat Mansion: Book of Paranormal Events

Chapter 415 The Painter
Yuan Yuan did not expect that the fierce beast she drew would lose control and dodge backwards in horror, but her speed was not fast, and the fierce beast knocked her down at once. At the moment when a person and a beast collided, Yuan Yuan With a single stroke, the beast's heart was poked, and the beast immediately turned into red ink and dropped to the ground.

She stood up and prepared to write from now on, but was restrained by Ouyang Lang and Ma Tianlan from left to right.

"Let go of me, did that woman call you here, why can't she tolerate me, why can't they tolerate me all of them."

Yuan Yuan struggled, she stared at Ouyang Lang and Ma Tianlan with red eyes, originally there was no evil spirit in her body, but an aura close to the spiritual power cultivated by a celestial master.

But at this moment, amidst Yuanyuan's crying, the spiritual power around her body began to become violent, and a suffocation emanated from her body. Ouyang Lang and Ma Tianlan could clearly feel the changes in her body. Grabbing her was almost hurt by the tyrannical aura.

"Stay silently on the Lingtai to preserve the emptiness, be as urgent as a law!"

Yan Xiaoai looked at Yuanyuan's appearance of turning into an evil spirit, and immediately wrote down a Qingling talisman. The evil spirit that fell on Yuanyuan's body after the talisman was suppressed a lot, she suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Yan Xiaoai, Yan Xiaoai Yan Xiaoai's gaze met Yuan Yuan's at one place, Yan Xiaoai felt dizzy and the world in front of her had changed.

"Damn, I've been empathized again."

Yan Xiaoai was stunned for a while before reacting immediately. Wuyan said that their spiritual cultivation is most likely to be affected by the thoughts of ghosts, and they are passively in a state of empathy.

But this time Yan Xiaoai was obviously more awake than last time. She took a look at the scene in front of her, and there was still a courtyard in front of her. The decoration was the same as what she saw in the painting, but it was obviously more vivid. There are withered flowers and plants in the flowers, a few autumn leaves fell on the piano table, and a table was placed in the center of the yard, covered with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, a young man leaned over to sketch on the paper, and a woman beside him He came out with some food.

"Liangsheng, you've been drawing all day, come over and have something to eat."

The woman reached out to help Liangsheng wipe the sweat off his forehead, and put the food aside. She looked down at Liangsheng's painting. The painting showed the back of a woman. The back looked a little lonely, and the sky was not good. , It was snowing, and the wind and rain all the way, the skirt of the woman in the painting was covered with sand, and it seemed that she was rushing in the cold wind.

"Why do you draw backs again? You are clearly the best at drawing beauties."

"I used to think that I was best at drawing pictures of beauties, but now I always feel that there is something missing in the beauties I draw. Does beauty only rely on a face? I always put the pen and ink on the face, It's really too clumsy, since she is a beauty, she must be able to touch people's hearts even from her back. What do you think, Yuanyuan?"

Liang Sheng put down his pen and looked at the picture of his driving in the wind and snow. He was still a little dissatisfied on the surface. The woman in the painting seemed to be a little less lively. What would it be like if a real beauty was driving in such an environment? What about posture?

"Okay, you are beautiful all day long, I'm going to be jealous. Master Fan in Meizhuang asked you to get rid of evil spirits. His daughter bumped into evil spirits when she returned home, and she was crazy. Just go out and stay under the moon for a whole night."

(End of this chapter)