leonardwarren Chapter 251 The Truth Is Revealed (2)
Chapter 251 The Truth Is Revealed (2)
In addition to practicing calligraphy, reading, painting, and painting, Chen Xuan looked around the room and finally found a portrait on the screen of the master bedroom. It was a woman and a man.
But he seemed to have seen that man somewhere, and he couldn't remember it for a while.
The female ghost also came in at this time, and she went crazy when she saw Chen Xuan holding her portrait and the man's portrait.
"Hurry up and put it down, or I will kill you!"
Sure enough, these "eight and eighty" portraits are the weakness of this female ghost. Chen Xuan, a flame suddenly appeared in his hand, and approached the portrait in his hand.
"No! I'm going to kill you!" The female ghost jumped up and rushed towards Chen Xuan. The veil on her face was also torn off. Now the female ghost is not in the form of fangs.
It's a beautiful woman, and this woman is not the person in the painting, but another one, which really made Chen Xuan even more confused.
At the moment when the portrait was burned, the female ghost didn't save her own portrait but rushed towards the man's portrait.
This portrait is the storage container of this female ghost, and it is also where all the power lies. This is just a fantasy minister.
Soon this dream disappeared, and back to reality, Chen Ruoqing had woken up and was sitting next to Chen Xuan, looking at the portrait in her hand.
"Brother, why didn't you come out after going in for so long this time?"
"It's a bit tricky!" Chen Xuan took the portrait in Chen Ruoqing's hand, the female ghost was thinking of rushing over at this moment, Chen Xuan immediately took out the fire book in his hand.
Seeing this, the female ghost immediately stopped and fell to the ground, reaching out her hand to ask for the painter: "Don't!"
"Is this you?" Chen Xuan looked at the portrait in his hand and compared it with the woman in front of him, it was obviously different.
"Of course it's me, and my Shiro!" Speaking of Shiro, the woman appeared intoxicated and obsessed.
"To tell the truth, otherwise I'll burn everything in my hands." Chen Xuan's behavior was so frightening that the female ghost repeatedly agreed.
"I said, this is my young lady, she was the most beautiful woman in the world, but one day...
"They met in this bamboo forest. At that time, Cheng Lang was the most handsome young man, and he fell in love with me right away!"
Speaking of this female ghost, she was proud for a moment, but Chen Ruoqing couldn't listen to it anymore, and sneered: 'I'm too affectionate, it's your young lady's eyes, right? It's shameless.
"What do you know, but if Cheng Lang has something good, he will give it to me, take care of me, you don't know what to say!"
The female ghost sorted out her expression and continued: "On the day we got married, I was going to marry me, but that bitch Xia Ruoxi got on the sedan chair and committed suicide inside the sedan..."
Speaking of this, Chen Xuan laughed, stood up and patted the dust on his body lightly.
"It seems that you can't come out of your own fantasy." Chen Xuan came to the female ghost and said, "I'm afraid that what you said was not something you fantasized about for hundreds of years.
The female ghost stared closely at Chen Xuan in front of her, her eyes instantly turned cold, with a slight warning: "What do you mean?"
"You are all imagined by you. You are narcissistic and no one loves you at all. What Cheng Lang loves is not you, but your young lady, but your young lady doesn't like anyone. She wants to become a monk and doesn't want to."
"Is the white cloth hanging on your lady's bamboo house yours? You were already dead when your lady got married. 5.6 Your lady felt that you had been by her side since she was a child, and that you were really pitiful, so she helped you to do something for nothing. And you can't see your young lady marrying your sweetheart, so you killed the young lady you regarded as your own on the sedan chair, didn't you!"
The more Chen Xuan said to the end, the more serious his tone became, and the female ghost before the meeting slumped on the ground in despair.
He murmured, "I was the one who met him first!"