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"What?!"
Hearing Jiang Chen's words, Wang Xiaoya couldn't help but scream in surprise, followed by an unbearable nausea: "Oh, no, I'm going to vomit!"
"hey-hey."
Jiang Chen laughed strangely: "From then on, Yang Yuhuan lived in this painting. The painting was her, and she was the painting. After that, Xuanzong would occasionally meet Yang Yuhuan in the painting, so there was "Seven" The legend of the Eternal Life Palace on the seventh day of the month, when no one was whispering in the middle of the night."
After a slight pause, he continued: "After that, a large number of envoys were sent back to Japan. I think someone must have stolen this painting from Xuanzong. Since then, Japan has been closed to the country, and Xuanzong and Yang Yuhuan have never seen it again. We were unable to meet each other. On the other side of the sea, the emperor would eventually die, but the love between Yang Yuhuan and her was forever trapped in this painting. After so many years, this painting can now be regarded as a monster. ”
"ah?!"
Hearing this, Wang Xiaoya couldn't help but take a step back. She was just an ordinary girl after all. Facing the legendary monster, she would naturally feel inexplicable fear subconsciously.
"Do not be afraid."
Jiang Chen smiled and said: "Although this painting is strange, it will not cause any harm to you women. However, it would be interesting if you were a man."
"Interesting? How to make it interesting?"
Wang Xiaoya suddenly became interested and quickly asked: "Is it possible that this painting can also eat people?"
"This time you were right."
Jiang Chen said with a smile: "This painting feeds on human energy, making people fall into the illusion of the painting and unable to extricate themselves. At the beginning, it can barely maintain people's vitality, but as time goes by, people's energy will be lost." As the spirit continues to pass away, it will become weaker and weaker, and eventually it will lead to death from weakness.”
Wang Xiaoya asked: "What about the previous owner of this painting?"
"Are you talking about the person I threw into the trash can on the roadside?"
Jiang Chen responded with a smile: "Calculating the time, it's time for him to wake up. Hehe... He has lost such an important thing. I believe he will find it back soon. Well, here he is."
"Where's the painting? Where's my painting?"
The moment Jiang Chen finished speaking, a slovenly young man pushed in the door. He looked like an African refugee. His eyes were fixed on Jiang Chen, or in other words, staring at Jiang Chen's hands. He kept mumbling about the ancient painting: "Get it back, get the painting back..." While he was talking, his face showed a bit of ferocity. , I will take action as soon as I see it.
"Wu Ming?!"
At this moment, Wang Xiaoya spoke in disbelief. She looked at the sloppy young man in front of her who looked like an African refugee, with disbelief on her face: "How could it be you? Didn't you study abroad in Japan? I'm your classmate. Wang Xiaoya! What's wrong with you? How did you do this? "
"Grab it back, snatch the painting back..."
However, at this moment, Wu Ming obviously didn't care about his old classmate's concern. He just stared at Jiang Chen, and then rushed forward, aiming directly at the ancient painting in Jiang Chen's hand.
"Bewitched!"
Seeing this, Jiang Chen immediately responded with a cold snort. Then, without seeing how he moved, Wu Ming, who flew towards him, was already three feet away in front of him, and was imprisoned by an invisible force.
"Give me the painting back!"
Without caring about his current situation, Wu Ming kept flying forward and shouted ferociously: "Damn monster, please return the painting to me quickly?"
"magician?!"
Hearing this, Jiang Chen couldn't help but his face darkened. What kind of person is he? A majestic super master in the Hunyuan Daluo Realm, no matter where he is placed in the world, is a powerful existence that can reach the pinnacle. When has he ever been scolded like this? However, the person in front of him is just an ordinary person. In front of him, he is weaker than an ant. Naturally, he will not care about the other person. However, it is inevitable that he will sneer: "Ordinary people whose eyes are covered by desire." People are so pitiful and hateful.”
Wang Xiaoya quickly came over and asked with a bit of worry: "Mr. Jiang, what's wrong with him?"
"He was fascinated by the painting."
Jiang Chen smiled and said: "In other words, she was fascinated by Concubine Yang in this painting. Moreover, it seems that it has been a long time. Not only has she lost her soul, but she has also begun to lose her mind."
"What will happen to him?"
"Remember what I told you earlier?"
Jiang Chen responded calmly: "His essence will be sucked away bit by bit by this painting. At first, he can maintain his normal physiological needs, but soon, he will be addicted to this painting forever." He will never be able to get out of this world, and his physical body will die..."
"will die?!"
Wang Xiaoya quickly begged: "Mr. Jiang, I beg you, please save him. I know you are not an ordinary person. With your great magical powers, you can definitely save him, right?"
"What about this?"
Jiang Chen smiled and said: "It's not too difficult to save him. All we have to do is enter the painting and find his lost soul. However, if we want to cure him, we have to deal with the painting."
"Other than this painting, what should I do with it?"
"Burned."
Jiang Chen smiled and said: "This painting has indescribable magic. No man would be willing to burn it, but you women are different. Later, I will enter the world of painting, and you will light the painting on fire in a quarter of an hour." , remember, it’s a quarter of an hour, which is fifteen minutes, don’t mess up the time.”
"oh."
Wang Xiaoya took out a lighter with some anxiety, but saw a ripple-like air fluctuation in front of her eyes, and then Jiang Chen disappeared from the spot.
Pavilions, pavilions, unparalleled splendor, delicacies from mountains and seas, jade dew and nectar are all dazzling to the eye. When I see Jiang Chen again, I am already in a beautiful world of paintings.
For others, if you want to enter such a world of paintings, you must have your soul to leave the body due to the rules of the world of paintings, but your body cannot enter. But Jiang Chen is different. For a being like him, reality and reality can be transformed with just one thought. Therefore, he is completely unaffected by the rules of the world in this painting.
"Sanlang, is that you?"
Standing in the palace of wealth, soon, an extremely beautiful woman in palace attire walked over gently: "You are finally back. Do you know that I have been waiting for you for a long time?"
"Yeah?"
With a neither salty nor bland response, Jiang Chen sat sideways in front of a table filled with delicacies and fine wines. He looked at the golden jade cup on the table and the fine wines and delicacies on it. For others, it may be an irresistible temptation, but , in his opinion, it was just a pile of paper dust, so how could he be interested
"Sanlang, what's wrong with you? Are you unhappy? Why don't you have a drink? As the saying goes, getting drunk will solve a thousand worries. When you get drunk, you can forget all your worries."
Seeing Jiang Chen's indifferent attitude towards her, Concubine Yang immediately stretched out her jade hand, lifted up the jade pot, poured the wine in the pot into a jade cup, and handed it to Jiang Chen: "Sanlang, please drink this cup." .”
"I have a bad stomach condition recently and am quitting drinking."
The cup looked like fine wine, but it was actually an ecstasy drug mixed with Yang Guifei's bone powder. Although Jiang Chen had drank milk powder before, he was obviously not interested in such a high-end drink as bone meal, so he casually found one. She refused Yang Guifei's toast for a very lame reason.
"I have a bad stomach, geez, Saburo, you really know how to joke!"
Obviously, Concubine Yang didn't believe the lame reason Jiang Chen said casually. She gently shook the jade cup in her hand, and the wine rippled, emitting a blurry light, full of temptation.
"hey-hey... ... "
With a dry laugh, Jiang Chen took the wine glass in his hand, sniffed it gently at the tip of his nose, and suddenly felt infinite charm. An ordinary person would not be able to resist it anyway, but he was not an ordinary person after all. His Taoist heart was firm and did not waver at all. He changed his hand. , he put down the wine glass in his hand and said instead: "Rather than drinking, I want to see you dancing."
Hearing this, Concubine Yang couldn't help but be stunned. This man seemed a little different from the ones she had met before. Those men couldn't wait to pounce on her when they saw her. They would never be like the one in front of her. Until now, Her eyes were still clear enough. At that moment, she hurriedly leaned down, picked up the jade cup filled with fine wine on the table, and brought it to Jiang Chen's mouth: "Sanlang, this cup of wine is specially made for you by this concubine. Come on, if you don't drink, are you showing disdain for me?"
(End of chapter)