Feng Yiluan walked up to this large pile of discarded drawing paper, and picked up a few sheets to see, all of them were portrait paintings. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

She said in her heart, no wonder the master often slept until noon, and asked her to go to the steamed bun shop to buy steamed buns to satisfy her hunger.

Strangely, the faces of these portraits have all been painted with ink pens, so that the faces and heads of each portrait are all a large black ink stain.

She didn't understand why Master wanted to erase these paintings, could it be that they were all erased because the paintings were broken? Moreover, most of the paintings that Master took out and sold on weekdays were landscape drawings, and there were almost no portraits, so was it because Master had never been able to draw portraits well, so he secretly practiced painting in this secret room?

Thinking of this, Feng Yiluan laughed, feeling that the master was ...... It's a lot of fun.

In this way, there will definitely be no treasures and valuable things in the secret room, only half a room of master's black history, well, it's really a black history of ink black.

This can barely be regarded as a hidden secret, a lot of broken manuscripts.

Feng Yiluan dropped the remnant painting in his hand, carried the lamp, and looked at the painting case.

In the middle of the painting, against the wall, is placed ...... No, it should be enshrined in a scrolled scroll, which doesn't seem to be anything special.

The reason why it feels like an offering is because from the layout of the placement, it really looks like an offering.

Is this the painting that Master talked about?

Feng Yiluan walked to the table and stretched out his hand to pick up the scroll, but the moment his fingers touched the scroll, a purple light suddenly flashed on the scroll.

The light crescenates from weak to strong, but it is not always bright, so it is not dazzling, and at the same time, in the purple and mixed with wisps of black gas, the two colors are mixed together to rise and linger, and then, the whole scroll opens little by little, rises in mid-air, and finally unfolds smoothly, and the whole scroll is completely presented in front of the painting of Feng Yiluan.

In the painting, it is a woman in a dark purple dress, extremely beautiful and outstanding, unable to see her actual age, but only slightly mature, between her eyebrows and eyes, revealing an unruly and unruly atmosphere.

The woman opened her mouth in the painting and asked, "Who are you?" in a haughty and solemn tone.

Feng Yiluan was not alarmed, and did not show the slightest cowardice. "The wind leans on Luan", she looked at the woman in the painting and reported her name.

The woman looked at her condescendingly, and her voice was as clear as a cold spring: "Yes, little girl, I have heard of your name. Where's your master?"

"Master was taken away three months ago. ”

"I see, no wonder I haven't seen your master for many days, he has finally waited for this day?" ......the woman laughed, laughing wantonly.

Feng Yiluan looked directly at her and did not speak.

The woman laughed a few times and then restrained her smile and said, "Then, next, it is up to you to fulfill the agreement between me and your master." ”

Feng Yiluan was puzzled, and looked confused: "What agreement? I've never heard of it." ”

"Heh, he didn't even tell you, this cunning thing!" the woman suddenly felt dissatisfied, and forced her to look at her and asked, "Then did he mention me to you, or anything related to me?"

Feng Yiluan reacted quickly, she thought about it and said, "He mentioned this painting and said that I should decide for myself whether to take it away or not." ”

The woman turned her anger into joy and said, "That's right, this is the agreement I made with your master." It's just that this cunning thing hasn't been explained to you, and it's really hateful. ”

Feng Yiluan asked, "By the way, who are you and why are you in this painting?"

The woman sneered, her face was like the frost of the autumn moon, and said, "Could it be that I flew into this painting voluntarily? Of course I was trapped in this painting! I have been trapped for nearly a thousand years......

Speaking of the second half of the sentence, the woman's eyes were full of loneliness.

Before Feng Yiluan entered this secret room, he was not mentally prepared, and he didn't expect to meet such a person in the painting, but when he saw the woman like this and said such a thing, he didn't know how to respond for a while.

Seeing that Feng Yiluan didn't speak, the woman laughed again, probably because she had been alone for too long, and there would inevitably be some problems with her personality, she laughed a few times, and then said: "My agreement with your master is that you will help me get out of this predicament." ”

Feng leaned on Luan and said bluntly: "However, the master did not explain this matter, he only said, let me see this painting, and then decide whether to take this painting and leave the town together." ”

The woman's face softened slightly, and she said, "That's it, you take this painting and leave, and you take me away, it's the same thing." I need you to take me out of here, send me back to the peak of the Bone Cloud Mountain in the far west of the continent, and then help me reshape my body so that I can get out of trouble. ”

Feng Yiluan asked without thinking, "It's so complicated, why should I help you?"

The woman in the painting also froze, and then said with a smile: "Because, I have an appointment with your master in advance." ”

Feng Yiluan shook his head: "But I don't know about this, and Master has never explained it in detail, and besides, I still don't know anything about you, so how can I judge whether I should help you or not?"

When the woman heard this, she narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at Feng Yiluan, and after a few breaths, she spoke: "I, my name is Yan Rui, speaking of which, you should call me senior, and in addition, between me and your master, I can be regarded as half of your master's master." ”

"Oh, Senpai-senpai. Feng Yiluan shouted respectfully, and then said: "I have met my predecessors, so we can be regarded as acquaintances, but if you want me to help you, I still need to listen to your reasons, which is probably what the master meant." Whether I want to help you or not is my free decision, and whether you can convince me to help you or not is your ability. ”

Yan Rui stared at her for a moment, as if she didn't believe that a little girl could say such a thing, and then, she laughed wantonly twice, and said, "Hehe, it turns out that you are just like your master, you are cunning things, has the world changed like this? It's really funny!"

Feng Yiluan ignored her smile and asked, "What good will it do me if I take you out of here?"

Senior Yan Rui frowned and said, "No." Your master made an appointment with me and forbade me to teach you any techniques, and he said that in this world, there is no place for monks from mortal backgrounds, and if you have to cultivate, you can only live in fear, and even end up like me. So, I don't have any benefits for you in this regard. ”

Feng Yiluan had just an idea, and he said these words, originally wanting her to teach herself some techniques, but when she said this, he immediately felt very disappointed, so he shook his head lightly and said: "Since this is the case, then there is a lack of a reason between us, not to mention, I left here to find someone, so I'm afraid I won't have time to send you to that mountain for a while." ”

Yan Rui was happy when she heard this, and said, "I guess, the person you are going to find should not be your master, then there must be a sweetheart, right?"

Feng Yiluan's face suddenly flushed red.