"Lang Jun, what are you going to paint?" In the study, Zhu Yao was grinding ink for Shao Xiuwen, and asked casually. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Shao Xiuwen's flowing painting action came to a halt because of Zhu Yao's question. After a long pause, I didn't see him continue to paint, just holding on to an unfinished painting under his hand. Zhu Yao was surprised, and called out loud: "Lang Jun? Shao Xiuwen looked sideways as if he had just returned to China, glanced at Zhu Yao with a heavy gaze, and then ordered: "If you don't paint today, you don't have to wait here." ”

Zhu Yao was palpitated by the glance he had just seen, and when he heard him say this, he hurriedly slipped into the painting scroll as if he had been pardoned. Zhu Yao, who got into the painting scroll, patted his chest, only to feel that this person was really getting stranger and stranger!

Shao Xiuwen stared at the unfinished painting under his hand after Zhu Yao got into the painting scroll.

The maple leaves spread all over the valley, and among the red maples in the mountains, a grass-colored house is particularly eye-catching. If it weren't for the scenery drawn by himself, Shao Xiuwen would have thought that this was the scenery he had seen with his own eyes. But where has he ever seen such a beautiful scene, such a scene, even if he sees it once, he will never forget it.

However, when I put down the pen, this scene automatically appeared in my mind, and the pen in my hand seemed to lose control at that moment, and automatically drew this scene on the paper. If it weren't for Zhu Yao's voice interrupting his thoughts, this scene should have taken shape at this time.

In Shao Xiuwen's memory of living for twenty years, only one Zhu Yao is abnormal in the people and things around him. But Zhu Yao drew it himself, so when the ghost said, he really didn't care. But the recent events have made him feel inexplicably weird.

Memories that do not belong to me inexplicably appear in my mind, my body is sometimes out of my control, and the things I draw seem to have spirituality...... All kinds of signs made him wonder if there was something wrong with him.

Late at night, in the small courtyard, a dark shadow quietly sneaked into Shao Xiuwen's study. Zhu Yao was lying in the painting scroll and sleeping sweetly, and suddenly sneezed several times by a strange smell, and the person was completely awake.

Zhu Yao floated out of the painting scroll and stood above the room, quietly watching the black shadow rummaging through the boxes and cabinets, and finally left the study in a dejected manner. Zhu Yao followed the black shadow out of the study in a flickering manner, all the way out of Mobaozhai, and went to the north of the city.

When Zhu Yao woke up, he found that he was trapped in a painting. She wanted to rush out of the scroll, but when she rushed out, she was blocked by an invisible obstruction, which blocked her in the scroll.

The sound of someone talking outside the door came, and Zhu Yao pricked up his ears to listen to the person's conversation.

“…… With her...... Beelzebub...... ......The conversation between the two of them was very low, and even if Zhu Yao pricked up his ears, he could only hear a few broken words.

Beelzebub? Big supplement? You mean her? So yesterday in the small courtyard of the Black Shadow Dao was just looking for her? After going through several cultivation worlds, Zhu Yao had also heard that monsters could increase their strength by picking up others, but wasn't the world she wore this time an ordinary alternate history? How can it be related to monsters again? Hehe, system, so this time you cheated me again, didn't you!! Zhu Yao gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, she wrote down the Liang Zi this time!

Just as Zhu Yao was thinking about how to rectify the little slut of the system in the future, the painting scroll suddenly shook, and then there was a white light in front of him, and the painting scroll was unfolded. The sudden light pierced Zhu Yao's eyes, and it took a while to get used to it.

When she opened her eyes again, Zhu Yao saw a pair of slender eyes, which flashed with a cunning light, a black robe, with a wide open placket, and her hair was only loosely draped over her shoulders.

The man stretched out his hand and pushed Zhu Yao viciously, and his fingers kept poking at Zhu Yao's body. Although Zhu Yao is sealed in the painting, she just can't get out of the painting, and it doesn't hinder her freedom in the painting. When the man reached out to poke her again, he opened his mouth wide, and with a whin, he bit the man's fingers and did not let go.

The man was not annoyed at all, and touched Zhu Yao's hair with his other hand, "Be good, loosen your mouth, you can't bite things casually." The soft tone seems to be coaxing an ignorant child. Zhu Yao was shocked by his tone, and relieved with a red face. Hey, hey, don't use this kind of coaxing tone, I'm really not a child!

"Good boy!" The man touched Zhu Yao's head again, and then hung it directly on the wall of the study without putting it away. Zhu Yao wanted to say something, but found that her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she couldn't make a sound.

The man saw Zhu Yao's movements and stretched out his hand to make a "shhh When he spoke, his tail note was soft, with a taste of seduction and forbearance. But this tone of coaxing the child still made Zhu Yao feel uncomfortable and had a thick layer of goosebumps.

I don't know if Shao Xiuwen found out that he was gone, would he come to find him? He shouldn't be able to find this place as a weak scholar, right? After the man went out, Zhu Yao lay down in the painting in frustration, leaned on his cheeks, looked at the window, and thought wildly.

At this time, Shao Xiuwen, who was worried about Zhu Yao, sat in the small courtyard and looked at a book, completely unaware of Zhu Yao's disappearance.

It wasn't until noon in the morning that Shao Xiuwen felt that something was missing when he was about to pick up the pen to paint.

Since Zhu Yao had a soul body, Zhu Yao helped him polish ink when he painted, and for a while, without Zhu Yao, Shao Xiuwen was still a little unaccustomed. Shao Xiuwen didn't come out because Zhu Yao wanted to be lazy, so he didn't expect to take out the painting scroll to take a closer look, but he just sharpened the ink himself and drew the painting by himself.

After completing a painting in one go, Shao Xiuwen looked up, and the sky outside was already getting dark. Only then did Shao Xiuwen realize that something was wrong, Zhu Yao was an idle person, and she had never been in the painting for so long in the past.

Shao Xiuwen took out the carefully wrapped painting scroll, only to see that the picture was blank, but the smart and delicate woman in the past was gone!

"Someone!" Shao Xiuwen's heart sank, Zhu Yao's identity was special, he had always let her stay in the study, and even the descendants of the Shao family rarely knew about her existence. He couldn't imagine anyone stealing her.