Sanqing stretched out his hand to touch the person in the painting, closed his eyes and recited the incantation, his fingertips emitted light, and the light flowed out of his fingertips, climbed up the wall, slowly flowed on the mural, and finally turned into two and penetrated into Fusha Gong's eyes. ≧ Dingdian said,

"Fusha Gong, I know you're in the painting, don't panic, I'm here to help you, now please show yourself!" Sanqing muttered and let go of his hand.

The Fusha Gong statue in the mural heard Sanqing's words, and blinked his eyes a few times, and then the light in his eyes overflowed, enveloping his whole body. He, moved, like a person who had been asleep for a long time and then woke up, twisted his neck, shook his hands and feet, then looked up at Sanqing, and slowly walked out of the wall.

Sanqing also opened his eyes at this time, and the Fusha Gong he saw coming out of the wall was like a bubble, at the beginning it was only as big as a spirit card, and it slowly became as tall as Sanqing.

"Offended!" Sanqing said to Fusha Gong.

"Brother, what are you guilty of, it's the old decay that has caused the Liu family, right! If not, I can only stay in this painting forever and watch him destroy a Liu family and harm another Zhang family!" Fu Shagong shook his head and said helplessly.

"I can't blame you, at least I think what you did back then was right! Sanqing smiled.

"Hey, it's Yu who betrayed his trust!"

"Fusha Gong, if I'm not mistaken, you painted the painting on this wall yourself, right?" Sanqing saw that Fusha Gong kept shaking his head and sighing, so he changed the topic.

"That's right! Yu killed him with a sword, and then sank to the bottom of the river with him. But out of regret for him, after his death, Yu lingered in the ghost, wandered here, and painted this painting on the wall to show future generations that Yu could not live with him! After painting this painting, Yu sat in the house and waited for the ghost to send Yu to the Yellow Spring of the underworld. But after sitting for many years, no ghost has ever come. Yu got up and prepared to leave here, looking for his own way to the underworld, but before he could go out, another young man walked in. Yu asked him who he was, and he told him that he had come from the place where Yu wanted to go. Yu asked him if he was a ghost sent by Lord Yama. He replied no, and then reached out and tapped it on his chest. A raging flame immediately ignited on Yu's body, Yu closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, he was in the mural, and he couldn't get out of it anymore!" Fusha Gong whispered to Sanqing about what happened to him back then.

"What does that person look like!" After listening to Fushagong's words, Sanqing's heart was shocked, and he thought that Fushagong was disturbed by the shackles in his heart to linger in the world, but he didn't want to have such an episode in it.

"I don't remember clearly, but I remember that he was an extremely beautiful man, and his eyebrows were full of femininity!" Fusha Gong shook his head.

Beautiful, feminine, after listening to Fusha Gong's description, Sanqing's mind immediately appeared a figure.

"Sounds like that guy named Wei Zhongxian in Hangzhou!" Soul Haoxuan suddenly stepped forward and said coldly. And his is exactly what Sanqing thinks.

"Well, but the time difference is more than a thousand years, I don't know who this person is, what his intentions are, I'm afraid the secret in this has a lot to do with what we have to do!" Sanqing said in a deep voice, and then looked at Soul Haoxuan.

"It seems that the ghost of this evil dragon is still coming from this person!" Soul Haoxuan also looked at Sanqingdao, and then his eyes wandered, as if he was thinking about something.

"In the years when you were an official in the imperial court, have you ever seen a painting depicting a general holding a silver spear!, or have you ever heard anyone mention the four words Huangquan Guitu?"

Hearing this, Fusha Gong lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then shook his head.

"I've heard it!" I've heard it!" Lin Danhong suddenly jumped out and said.

"Have you heard?" asked Sanqing as he looked at Lin Danhong suspiciously.

"Well, the old monk likes to talk to himself when he meditates, and he has mentioned this Huangquan Guitu more than once, what's the matter, it's a treasure map?" Lin Danhong said, his eyes showing a greedy light.

Sanqing glanced at her, then frowned and shook his head.

"It's not a treasure map, you're so excited!" Lin Danhong pursed his mouth and said disappointedly, immediately losing interest in Huangquan Guitu.

"The top priority is to solve that evil ghost, and take the rest of the matter step by step!" Sanqing came back to his senses and said. Everyone present nodded in agreement.

"Brother, the old man has something to ask for!" At this moment, Fusha Gong suddenly opened his mouth and said to Sanqing.

"Don't worry, I will let you meet, there must be an end to the thousand-year-old grievances!" Sanqing guessed what Fusha Gong was thinking, and smiled.

"Then there is Brother Lao!" Fusha Gong hugged his fist to Sanqing.

"Don't bother, it's just a quick effort, but it's hard for you, consuming three souls and seven spirits to answer my questions. Sanqing also made a gesture to Fusha Gong. Immediately after he recited the incantation, Fushagong's figure began to slowly change, and then he walked back into the mural.

"Okay, the matter is clear, you take your guys back to rest first, and wait for our good news!" After sending Fusha Gong back to the mural, Sanqing said lightly to Liu Jiyuan, who was on the side.

Liu Jiyuan came back to his senses, always felt that he had another dream, he shook his head towards Sanqing, and then turned around to find a few guys he brought, only to find that those guys had squatted in the corner and hugged each other at some point.

When Liu Jiyuan stepped forward, kicked at them, and shouted at them to leave, a young man who was a little bolder asked: "Uncle, wasn't you dreaming just now?

"Don't talk nonsense! Our family has met a fairy, let's go, don't get in the way here!" Liu Jiyuan pulled them up one by one, and then led them out of the ancestral hall, and then strode in the direction of Liu's house.

"You, let's go back to Liu's house first!" After Liu Jiyuan and the others left, Sanqing pushed Lin Danhong, who was in a daze and didn't know what he was thinking.

"No, I'm going with you, don't want to swallow the bounty alone, hum!" Lin Danhong glared at Sanqing and said angrily.

"What a money fan!" Soul Haoxuan said coldly, but the corners of his mouth secretly rose.

"Erzhu, you should still take it as a dream!" Halfway through, Liu Jiyuan suddenly said to the young man who had just asked him.

"Huh?" the young man was confused.

"Let's go, let's go, don't ask! Let's just wait at home, hoping that those two brothers can really take in that evil ghost and give us a safe life!" Liu Jiyuan shook his head and said.

The group stopped talking and quickly continued to walk forward.