After the seal was sealed, Ren Fei'er dodged out from behind Bai Ming, and at the same time patted Bai Ming's shoulder, signaling that she was done. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Only then did she see that there were a lot of things in this room, at least five souls, and one of them was red, sitting on the ground at this time, and the others were surrounding it, among which there was a yin spirit dressed as an ancient, and a white fox, which should be the one they saw downstairs.

"That's a lot, party?" Shi Yi looked at them teasingly.

At this time, the man dressed as an ancient man turned his head sharply and glared at Shi Yi angrily, which made Ren Fei'er stunned, he looked too handsome, right? Maung than Pan Anna.

Shi Yi was not affected by the angry glare of this ghost eye at all, and still looked at them ruffianly: "It's all gathered, if there is still outside, let's call in together, we can have a good chat." ”

"What is there to talk about, say! What are you going to do? The man stood up suddenly, although his face was angry, but the three of them also felt that he had no murderous intent.

"You know!" Bai Ming looked at it lightly.

"I know, it was the king who came to drive us, but you also have to tell him that if you make a mistake, you have to take responsibility, and escaping and hiding are always the next step, and some things will have to be paid back sooner or later." The man in ancient clothes carried his hands behind his back, and he looked like a gentleman with a fairy wind and bones.

Ren Fei'er has seen ghosts for more than 200 years, although those seen in the underworld are all miserable, but there are also a few that are special, seeing him in such a dress, coupled with his tone and posture, Ren Fei'er dares to be sure that this person must have been talented and rich in five cars before his death, and he is a rare talent.

"I don't know what your Excellency is called, why did it end up like this?" Ren Fei'er gave a salute to the man in ancient clothes.

"Miss is serious, in the world of Xuzhou, living in Qingmei Township, Wanqinggang Town, the surname of the contemptible person Duan single name is a Hanzi, the word Ziqing, was originally the son of Prime Minister Liu Wancheng of the current dynasty Liu Huai'an's son." The man in ancient clothes also clasped his fists and saluted, and replied respectfully.

"Ziqing, what are you talking to them about, as long as they get the thief surnamed Wang back, we can take revenge, and when the time comes, we can also be free......" The red shadow sitting on the ground said weakly.

Only then did Ren Fei'er see clearly that this was a woman in red, with a very delicate face, and she looked very compatible with this Duan Ziqing, but there was a trace of impatience and hatred in her eyes than Duan Ziqing.

"Mei'er, they are not the people we are looking for, don't hurt the innocent." Duan Ziqing looked back at the woman in red.

"Because of that painting?" Bai Ming looked at them lightly, and quietly moved two steps in the direction of Ren Fei'er, blocking her behind him again.

"You know that, too?" Duan Ziqing turned back to look at Bai Ming again.

"Mr. Wang found us because of that painting, but I don't know the specifics." Shi Yi hummed loudly.

"I said it a long time ago, I should have taken his life directly at that time, Ziqing, you are soft-hearted, you have to make him repent, take a look......" The woman in red complained.

"He has been reincarnated, naturally he will not remember the events of his previous life, and if he wants to repent of it, he must awaken the memory of his previous life, Mei'er, you know what I want." Duan Ziqing couldn't help frowning and looked at the woman in red named Mei'er sitting on the ground.

"Ziqing, he has deceived you enough, not to mention that his life is gone, and he killed me, killed Bai'er, we were trapped in the painting for five hundred years, I was going to kill his children and grandchildren, you didn't let it, said that you can't hurt the innocent, now, everyone has found a master to kill us, do you still want his apology, a truth? Is it worth it? Mei'er sat there and shouted loudly to Duan Ziqing.

At this time, Ren Fei'er stuck out her head from behind Bai Ming: "That authentic work is still here, is it?" He went back, just a fake? ”

"The original original work has always been in his hands, and what he gave was his imitation." Duan Ziqing looked at them calmly.

The three of them glanced at each other and were all surprised, this is not a small matter.

"Who sent him that imitation?" Ren Fei'er asked again.

"Me!" Joke Qingdao.

"You?" Ren Fei'er didn't understand, and was completely stunned.

Hasn't Duan Ziqing's soul been trapped in the painting all along? And this imitation should also be in the tomb of the so-called owner, how did it do it mail? And it also passes through the transportation channels of the Netherworld.

Duan Ziqing also saw the puzzlement of the three of them, and couldn't help but smile with relief: "Miss and the two sons, I want my Duan Ziqing to be attached to a painting for five hundred years, and I still have this ability." ”

"Are you possessed? You must know that possession of living beings will make you guilty, and you will be tortured when you go to the underworld. Ren Fei'er frowned and looked at him.

"Huh...... Torture? So what am I in these 500 years? People are not people, ghosts are not ghosts, with the Wang family to this day, they can finally take revenge, and I don't feel anything wrong. Duan Ziqing looked at Ren Fei'er seriously.

"Let's talk about it, if we can reconcile, we don't have to work hard, there are rules in the yang world, and there is an order in the underworld, but between these two worlds, there is an unruly existence, but there are law enforcers like us." Shi Yi put down the peachwood sword in his hand calmly, turned around and sat on a wooden chair, cocked Erlang's legs, and looked at Duan Ziqing with interest.

"Okay, since the three of you are interested, why don't you listen to my story, if you still think that my approach is wrong, then you won't stop the three of you from doing it." As soon as Duan Ziqing's figure moved, he floated to the main seat behind the desk and sat down.

Bai Ming pulled Ren Fei'er back and walked to the side, Bai Ming leaned against the bookcase by the wall, and Ren Fei'er leaned against the wall at the door.

"Five hundred years ago, I came to the Prime Minister's Mansion as a protégé by chance, but Liu Xiangye was a selfish person, and he was very disgusted with the protégé who had no money and no power, but before leaving home, he had told Mei'er that he must return to his hometown to marry her, so he could only endure it, thinking that he would eventually impress the world with his talent, or I was too naïve, on this day, I didn't wait until I died." Duan Ziqing spoke very calmly, feeling like he was telling someone else's story.

"In the fourth year under the Prime Minister's Mansion, I went back to my hometown and married Mei'er, although she didn't give her the scenery she promised, but she didn't dislike me at all, she still married me, a poor boy who had nothing, and we also built a cottage on Qingmei Mountain, and lived a happy life." Duan Ziqing looked sideways at Mei'er who was sitting on the ground, her eyes were full of tenderness, and the corners of her mouth were happy smiles.