Late Night Tales Of The Capital Chapter 7: Drawing monsters

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“Wait for me here, I’ll go in and take a look.” Ye Que’s expression was a bit serious, “Don’t call you, no matter what happens or see any strange sight, no one should go over, otherwise the consequences will be at your own risk.”

“Sir, did you find something? My sister will be fine, right?” Qian Shuxiao asked hurriedly, but his own sister in the room, since Ye Que’s expression is so serious, something must be wrong. . In fact, he himself felt that something was wrong with his sister during this period of time, but he couldn’t find the reason. Now it seems that 80% of them have hired something dirty.

“I don’t know, I will know after reading it.”

“Then it’s all dependent on Mr., I’ll just wait here, and shout out if you have any instructions, and I will go over immediately.”

With his hands behind him, Ye Que didn’t feel very nervous. From his perspective, in Luoyang, or even in this whole world, there might be nothing that would make him really afraid of nervousness in a hundred years. Feared.

Ye Que just feels that Luoyang’s monster aura seems to have grown a lot overnight. You can meet monsters wherever you go. The density is a bit too high, or is his luck too good?

Walking into Qian’s room of calligraphy and painting, I saw a woman of about 20 years old standing upright at the table, holding a graceful paintbrush in her hand, swaying wildly on the rice paper in front of her, not like a woman. The ordinary ladies have long black hair. The hair of this money painting and calligraphy is very short, and it will be shoulder-length, the eyes are black and translucent, piercing, and the cheeks are white and red. .

It’s just that Qian’s expression on calligraphy and painting at this moment is a bit too focused, and it can even be said to be extremely fascinated.

After sniffing his nose, he took a closer look at the landscape at the door, and found that there was an incense burner under the painting. There were three precious incense sticks in the incense burner. Ye Que snorted coldly, “Now these little monsters But it’s really bold and bold. If I don’t understand my practice, I dare to come out to harm others.”

“The Qingqiu 30,000 li, a sword cut the heavenly gate, reveals itself.”

Now Ye Que’s body has stored a trace of Tian Yuan, and the techniques of the immortal world may not be able to be used normally, but the cultivation world is barely able to use it, especially the Qingqiu swordsman’s technique. After all, it was the place where I was born, and I used it the most and most frequently. Basically, like this kind of first-level seal breaking technique, I opened my mouth and didn’t have to lift my fingers.

Along with Ye Que’s magic trick, a spell-marked magic talisman appeared out of thin air, hitting directly in front of the landscape painting.

It’s like throwing boiling water into a hot oil pan. The landscape painting seems to come alive for an instant, and the mist begins to diffuse from the painting. The fog tossed back and forth in the air, turning around and condensed into a hideous three-eyed monster. At the same time, the three-eyed monster’s mouth was still vomiting and vomiting clouds, as if to cover the whole room with mist. same.

“Bold and ignorant boy, disturbing Grandpa Qingxiu, don’t you want to survive?” A buzzing voice came from the fog, like an old man who has lived for hundreds of years.

“Cleaning?” Ye Que said disdainfully, “What kind of cleansing needs to mess up people’s minds? Ridiculous!”

Ye Que pointed to Qian’s calligraphy and painting, who was still working **** the sidelines, “You are a little demon, do you expect to receive incense and invite someone to worship?”

Such a big movement happened within a few meters of Qian Shuhua. Her people were obviously awake, but as if they couldn’t see it, they were unmoved and focused on the middle of the painting.

“I am the wise man in the mountain, the fairy in the painting, and I am worshipped and respected, why not?” the painting demon said proudly.

“Demon devil, dare to claim to be a fairy.” Ye Que scolded.

“Damn the immortal, **** it.”

The misty three-eyed monster suddenly opened its three blood eyes, and a thick mist sprayed towards Ye Que, and the mist in the entire room that had just been dispersed in the air also tumbling sharply, looking at the whole thing from a distance. The rooms began to become erratic, like in the water and in the fog, the inside and outside of the house seemed to be two worlds.

“The little ecstasy formation dared to make an axe here.” Ye Que, who was in it, didn’t pay attention to the fog at all, and this level of illusion and smoke could not affect his mind.

“The window contains thousands of autumn snow in Xiling, the door is anchored by the Dongwu Wanli ship, and the sword is on the blue sky.”

It’s still a sword finger, and it’s still Qingqiu Jianmen’s primary sword art. In the blink of an eye, a sword gas pierced the dense fog and pointed directly at the landscape painting behind the fog. Everything you see in front of you is blind, real, and hidden away from the picture.

The landscape picture scroll is the life gate of this monster painting. If it is just dealing with the three-eyed monster beast transformed by the mist, it will never win. It is clearly an illusion.

In an instant, all the mist in the house began to gather in front of the scroll, and in a very short time it was concentrated into a gas shield, but it still couldn’t stop Ye Que’s sword gas.

Break through all laws with one force.

Compared with Ye Que, this painting monster is still a bit too tender.

“Master, please spare your life!”

The victory or defeat has already been divided. Once the painting demon changed his arrogance, he opened his mouth to beg.

“I ask the fairy to let go of the little demon.”

“Being in a chaotic world, still want to survive?” Ye Que raised his right finger falsely, and his left finger was behind him.

“The little demon swears to the sky, and has never done anything that hurts the sky and reason. At most, he asked for a little incense to worship, not dare to kill people.” The painting demon pitifully begged for mercy, even the mist that turned into a mist. Become a lot weaker.

“Really did not harm anyone?” Ye Que asked.

“Absolutely not. I beg the adults to let the little demon make a living, and I will thank you again in the future.” The painting demon said plausibly.

“Well, you show your true shape, and I will check it. As long as it doesn’t hurt people’s lives, I promise you that the landscape painting scroll will not be ruined.” Ye Que said in a mild tone.

“Thank you, my lord.”

As soon as the voice fell, the three-eyed monster and the gas shield disappeared into the fog, and an old man with a white beard knelt and appeared in front of Ye Que, his five bodies cast to the ground. Only at an angle that was invisible to the line of sight, a hint of cunning flashed in the old man’s eyes.

“My lord, please.”

The old man with white beard didn’t finish his words, he saw an illusory cyan spirit sword piercing his chest suddenly, and the sword energy that had been stagnant just circled around and turned into a small rain of swords. In the blink of an eye He scattered the form and spirit of the old man’s beheading, leaving no trace of residue.

“I have said that, like you little demon, if you don’t understand the cultivation, don’t come out to harm people.”

“If you beg for mercy, you can live, but the demon master will not drink Northwest Wind, saying that he is harmless? For a fool, you can smell hostility with your nose.” After a few mutters, Ye Que stretched out his hand. So I picked off the landscape painting hanging on the wall.

After the monster was beheaded by himself, all his spiritual power returned to the picture scroll. Generally speaking, the attack power of this monster in the illusion is not too high, but its natural magic weapon is definitely spiritual power. Rich, now Ye Que just needs it, and it’s a reward.

Strolling out of the room, and waving his hand to Qian Shu with a smile, the guy immediately ran over.

“Sir, it’s over?” Qian Shuxiao and the few people around him could see clearly just now, the three-eyed monster, the big mouth of blood, but it’s cruel and tight.

“The little monster that is not a climate has been subdued by me. This picture scroll is its destiny?” Ye Que held up the landscape painting he rolled up in his hand, and seemed to want to pay Qian Shuxiao back. Do you want it? The product should be worth a lot of money.”

Everyone, including Qian Shuxiao, seemed to have been stung by a bee. They all took a few steps back, and Qian Shuxiao waved their hands again and again, “Sir, you should put this thing away quickly. I dare not ask for it, it will die.”

“Don’t scare me, I am timid.”

“Then I can put it away.” Ye Que took the landscape painting behind him casually, then looked up at the position of the moon, “It’s not too early, everyone go back and rest.”

Pointing to Qian Shuxiao, “Your sister should be asleep now. Go and find someone to send her back to her room to rest. She has only been illusioned these few days. The monster will soon be conquered. It’s okay to get well.”

Leaving the aftermath incident to Qian Shuxiao to deal with, Ye Que went back to his room directly.

The furnishings of the room are quite luxurious. It seems that it was indeed used by the Qian family to entertain the distinguished guests. Ignoring these, Ye Que closed the door and took out the landscape scroll, neatly placed in the middle of the room. , And then began to walk back and forth in the room constantly, squeezing a decisive action every step of the way.

Thirty-seven steps, thirty-seven legal decisions.

When the last magical decision is completed, a tower-shaped magic circle is formed, and the center of the circle is the landscape picture scroll. At this moment, the picture scroll is exuding milky white soft light~IndoMTL.com~A strip of spirit Lisi thread quickly oozes from the scroll.

This magic circle was obtained by Ye Que inadvertently when he broke a demon sect back then. The name is the spirit stealing circle. It can extract the spiritual power gathered in the masterless magic weapon for his own use.

Sitting on the bed, Ye Que quickly entered a realm of concentration, and all the spiritual power oozing out of the spirit stealing circle began to circle and dance around him.

The night is sultry and the sky full of stars is destined to be a restless night.

After practicing overnight, the sun will rise as usual.

Last night, the landscape painting scroll was still alive. After a night of stealing spirits, the scroll is sallow, the rice paper is old, and the landscape in the painting is even more blurred with ink. It seems that the spiritual power has been exhausted.

It was just bright, and there was a scream at the door of Peony Building on Yong’an Avenue, west of Changsheng Bridge.

Soon, hundreds of Dali Temple officers and soldiers surrounded the Peony Building.

“Master Crane, from the lobby to the third floor, there are a total of 29 corpses, one boss, three buddies, and twenty-five guests. No one lives.”

The man called Lord Crane is Hefei, the new Shaoqing of Dali Temple. He did not expect to encounter such a big case on the second day of taking office. Ignoring the report of his subordinates, Hefei walked into the Peony Building alone and walked from the lobby to the third floor. He checked every corpse.

“Everyone died after being bitten by a poisonous snake?” Hefei asked.

“My lord, that’s what the coroner really said.”

“Why didn’t anyone escape here?” Hefei frowned as he looked at the structure of the entire Peony Building.

“Perhaps because there are too many snakes. The coroner said that it can cause wounds of this magnitude. The snakes here were definitely a terrifying number last night.”

“How much can there be?” Hefei asked in a deep voice.

“Thousands!”

       

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