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The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing the threshold, and the dew is thick.
If we hadn't seen him at the top of Qunyu Mountain, he would have met at Yaotai under the moon.
It was night, in convenience store No. 444, Jiang Chen was sitting behind the counter looking at an ancient painting. The painting showed a beautiful palace with a majestic mountain at its back, a forest of cherry blossoms in front, and a beautiful woman in the painting. , although the figure is slightly plump, it does not look fat at all. On the contrary, it adds a sense of beauty, and the alluring appearance can turn all living beings upside down.
This picture is the famous night makeup picture of Concubine Yang.
The woman in the painting is naturally the legendary beauty who brought disaster to the country: Yang Yuhuan and Yang Guifei!
As the saying goes, the beauty of the country is fragrant. It can be seen that if a person is extremely beautiful, a strange fragrance can even be born in the beauty. Just like now, the fragrance is getting stronger and stronger. On the picture scroll and in front of the palace, the person is so beautiful. The woman in Fangwu seemed to be alive. There was a strong fragrance exuding from her body, which made people feel like they were in a sea of blooming flowers. The petals were scattered all over the sky, dancing in the mid-air, calling people... The mind is intoxicated.
"Holly, holly!"
At this moment, a shout suddenly came, and then a young girl pushed the door open and looked around the convenience store. Xia Dongqing was nowhere to be seen. She couldn't help but curiously asked: "Mr. Jiang, why are you here today?" , where are Dongqing and Zhao Li? Where have they gone? "
"Ah!"
Without even blinking, Jiang Chen already knew who was coming? Besides Wang Xiaoya, who else would come to this 444 convenience store to look for Xia Dongqing in the middle of the night? He chuckled to himself: "They... they encountered a little trouble, so now they go out to solve the problem."
"Trouble? Could it be another powerful evil spirit?"
As if thinking of some bad past, Wang Xiaoya couldn't help but shudder subconsciously. Obviously, until now, she still has a lot of fear in her heart about the evil spirit in the dormitory and the senior sister in red.
"Don't worry, it's not a vicious ghost, it's just... a little trouble..."
Speaking of this little trouble, the corner of Jiang Chen's mouth couldn't help but outline a playful and evil smile. This matter should start from the Ghost Festival a few days ago.
That day, he and Xia Dongqing met Acha, the king of Hades, who sneaked out of the underworld. After several disturbances, they became acquainted. When they were leaving, Acha, the king of Hades, said that he would give Xia Dongqing a gift, which was a strange elf. The smile!
For six days, Xia Dongqing didn't feel any difference. However, until the seventh day came, he unexpectedly discovered that he and Zhao Li had exchanged bodies with each other.
It turned out that Pluto Acha had buried a spell in their bodies as early as when they were separated. However, Pluto Acha's cultivation was unpredictable, and the power of the spell was lurking in their bodies. After seven days, it started to show its power, and it was out of control.
Well, Jiang Chen admitted that he was the first person Zhao Li and Xia Dongqing asked for help. However, he refused, not because he didn't have the ability to break Pluto's spell, but because he knew very well that there was a period in the distance. It was the fate between Zhao Li and Xia Dongqing, and he didn't want to ruin this fate.
With no choice, Zhao Li and Xia Dongqing discussed it and planned to go to a deep mountain forest to find an old acquaintance and old friend of Zhao Li: Mountain Ghost!
Mountain ghosts, or mountain gods, are the gods who protect the mountains. They protect the creatures and humans in the mountains, and then get nourishment from the beliefs of the creatures and humans.
Although the levels of the Mountain God and Hades are somewhat different, they are all gods after all. Today, there are not many gods walking in the world. If anyone can break Pluto's spell, besides Jiang Chen, the Mountain God is the most likely.
So, they went there. Before leaving, they entrusted convenience store No. 444 to Jiang Chen. Jiang Chen refined his inner demons and not only recovered all the old injuries on his body, but also made further progress in his cultivation. Now that he had nothing to do, he did not refuse this matter. Just in time, he encountered an interesting thing, which was the painting he was holding in his hand.
"What does this smell like?"
Soon, Wang Xiaoya noticed something was wrong. She couldn't help but frown. She felt that there was a strange smell everywhere in convenience store No. 444 today. It was very unpleasant, and she couldn't help but frown. She frowned and followed the source of the smell. She saw the ancient painting in Jiang Chen's hand and couldn't help but walked up and asked, "Mr. Jiang, have you smelled that there seems to be a strange smell in this room?" ?”
"It's not like it's there, it's actually there."
Jiang Chen responded with a smile: "This smell comes from the ancient painting in my hand. It is the smell emanating from this painting."
"The smell of painting?"
Wang Xiaoya subconsciously approached the ancient painting, took a breath, and felt that the smell was indescribably weird. It couldn't be said to be smelly, but she felt uncomfortable when she smelled it. She was so curious that she couldn't help but ask: " How can a painting taste like this? Where did you get such an evil ghost painting?"
"It was left by a crazy customer. Not long ago, he came to buy something. He didn't bring any money and wanted to cause trouble. I threw it in the trash can on the roadside. This painting was left in the store at that time. .”
Jiang Chen said with a smile: "As for the smell emanating from the painting, it is not so much the smell emanating from the painting, but rather the smell emanating from the woman on the painting. This kind of smell, for men, is intoxicating. Soul is an irresistible charm, but to you women, it is nothing."
"Paint the scent of a woman?"
Having said this, Wang Xiaoya couldn't help but become more curious: "Mr. Jiang, who is the woman in this painting? Why does she give out such a weird smell?"
"Looking back, I smile with all my heart. The pink and white in the Sixth Palace are colorless. The woman in this painting is the famous Yang Yuhuan and Concubine Yang!"
Jiang Chen pointed to the woman in the painting and said: "Bai Juyi described in the Song of Everlasting Sorrow that Anlu Mountain rebelled, and the troops were directed towards Chang'an. Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty fled with his ministers. Passing through Mawei Station, the soldiers with the army mutinied, saying that the imperial concubine was causing chaos in the country and was a beauty. Due to the disaster, they unanimously demanded that Concubine Yang be executed. Xuanzong was helpless. In order to appease the morale of the army, he gave a white silk ribbon, and Concubine Yang was hanged to death. This is the origin of the saying that "the six armies had no choice but to do nothing, and died in front of the horse."
"It's so unfair!"
Wang Xiaoya pouted and said angrily: "Why do women have to bear this kind of crime? Whenever something happens, we women are blamed. What's wrong with our beautiful women? Do we deserve to die if we are beautiful?"
"Um... I don't know whether beautiful women should die, but at least I know that you are not a beautiful woman, because you are still a pure and innocent little girl!"
Jiang Chen let out a haha and did not argue on this issue. After all, there is actually no need to argue on this issue. The public is justified, and the mother-in-law is justified. Some are caused by the emperor's own suicide, and some are indeed caused by harem chaos. Politics lasted for five thousand years. In fact, future generations have no idea what happened in the distant history. After all, in many cases, history is just a record of the achievements of the victors.
In fact, who has seen the real history? People's impressions and perceptions of history mostly come from history books, but are those recorded in history books necessarily correct
Even Jiang Chen doesn't know this. Although he has been in this world for thousands of years, most of the time, he has been in seclusion to recuperate. He doesn't know much about the outside world, so, Now, he just wants to talk to Wang Xiaoya about the painting in front of him:
"This painting should have been painted by a Japanese. The house is painted in a Tang style, but the mountain behind it is Mount Fuji. Looking at the flowers in the foreground, they are cherry blossoms. Therefore, there is a legend that Yang Guifei is not dead. , landed in Dongyingshankou County."
Wang Xiaoya felt a little dizzy after hearing this, and couldn't help but ask: "You have said so much, what is going on?"
"Well, I personally think Yang Guifei was dead at that time. After all, in Japan at that time, a peerless beauty like Yang Guifei must have been a goddess-level figure. There will definitely be relevant records in history, but there are none! "
Jiang Chen said in a deep voice: "So I speculate that among the envoys sent to the Tang Dynasty from Japan, there must be someone who was proficient in alchemy. They brought Yang Guifei's body back to Japan, used secret methods to exhaust her flesh and blood, and then ground the bones into Powder and paint were added to create this painting, so the smell you just smelled was the smell of women’s bones..."
"What?!"
(End of chapter)