This is the growth trajectory of Luwu, and it is also the love that this painter is full of, since Luwu is a princess. It must be impossible to marry a lowly painter, so the final outcome of these two people is destined to be a tragedy. Luo Wushuang already roughly knew why Lu Wu's personality distortion came about, and why he was addicted to evil magic to repair his appearance.

Hua Yunzheng was different from Luo Wushuang's obsession with the picture scroll, but he walked around the room, and he stood next to the bed and lifted the curtain printed with rich flowers.

"Brother Luo, come and take a look." Hua Yunzheng called Luo Wushuang.

After Luo Wushuang heard this, he walked over with a small candlestick, and before he reached the entrance of the bed, he felt the fragrance of Lingxi wood coming to his face. When I got closer, I saw a man who looked like a scholar lying on the couch, with a delicate face and a medium build.

Luo Wushuang subconsciously reached out to probe the scholar's snort, but was stopped by Hua Yunzheng and said: "Don't be tempted, this scholar has been dead for a long time, and what lies under him is not an ordinary bed, but a thousand-year-old crystal ice." ”

Luo Wushuang listened, and was about to ask, when a faint sigh sounded in his ears. Luo Wushuang seemed to be pinned to the spot, and she turned around a little stiffly and said, "Did you hear a sigh?"

"Sigh?" Hua Yunzheng frowned and looked at Luo Wushuang, as if questioning the credibility of Luo Wushuang's words.

"Yes, that faint sigh that turns around in my chest a thousand times." Luo Wushuang said as she moved her steps towards Hua Yunzheng, she was afraid that when she turned around, she would see something that was not good for her heart.

Luo Wushuang thought for a moment and added, "It's a man's faint sigh, Brother Hua." You say, could it be the one in bed?" Before he finished speaking, a sigh sounded in his ears again. Luo Wushuang had already raised his heart to his throat at this moment. If Hua Yunzheng nodded yes, she could immediately jump on Hua Yunzheng.

"Brother Luo heard the sigh? I'm afraid it's this rhino horn incense that is causing trouble. Hua Yunzheng put down the bed and snuffed out the slowly burning rhino horn incense.

"Isn't this the scent of Linghua wood? How did it turn into rhino horn?" When Luo Wushuang heard that there was no strange force, he immediately relaxed, and threw out two questions in a row.

Hua Yunzheng twisted some incense powder and put it under the tip of his nose, and said slowly: "The two fragrances are similar, and it is normal for laymen to be difficult to distinguish. Hua Yunzheng said. found that although Luo Wushuang was smiling on his face, his hands were clenched into fists.

Hua Yunzheng hurriedly changed his words and said: "Jin Shuyan: Rhino horn can't be burned, and it has a strange fragrance when burned. Dipping clothes and belts, people can communicate with ghosts. ”

Luo Wushuang was about to answer, when a third person's voice sounded in the inner room: "How do you know that he has been dead for a long time?" His face was still so lifelike, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. My Gorou just fell asleep. ”

Luo Wushuang was taken aback by this abrupt voice. I don't know what to think, so I gave Hua Yunzheng a slap in the face. Hua Yun Zhengjun's face instantly turned red, and his eyes widened with anger. After Luo Wushuang hit someone, he laughed dryly twice, put his hand behind his back, and pretended to have an instant amnesia.

Seeing this, Lu Wu slowly got up from the ground with a sneer, it turned out that Lu Wu had already woken up. It's just that I've been listening to the conversation between the two silently, and I don't know what I'm thinking about.

Lu Wu casually picked up a piece of red silk as a belt and tied it around Xiaoman's waist. As if he was blind to Luo Wushuang and the two, he bypassed the two of them and sat behind the desk full of rouge gouache. Pick up a palm-sized glass mirror and start drawing on your makeup, first on the cheeks, then on the lips. When I finally picked up the charcoal pen that drew my eyebrows, a tear the size of a bean rolled down.

But soon, she smiled in the mirror again, gently stroked her cheek and said, "Gorou doesn't like Lu'er to cry, and Lu'er doesn't cry." ”

Luo Wushuang and Hua Yunzheng glanced at each other, and Luo Wushuang whispered, "Shouldn't we bring this crazy woman down?" I feel that this woman is crazy, and if she can pay for herself, she will bury us alive. ”

Hua Yunzheng was silent, as if he was still angry with the slap just now. He didn't pay attention to Luo Wushuang, just quietly watched Lu Wu's next move.

After putting on her makeup, she used a wooden comb to pull up her hair after marriage, and after repeatedly confirming that her appearance was in order, she walked down the steps with a smile and the skirt of her silkworm jade robe.

Luo Wushuang automatically avoided, and Lu Wu had already passed by Luo Wushuang, and suddenly turned back. Luo Wushuang couldn't figure out Lu Wu's temperament, thinking that if this woman did a black hand on herself, she would directly slash with a knife. She stretched out her hand, and Luo Wushuang's hand had already condensed into a hand knife.

Lu Wu suddenly winked at Luo Wushuang and said softly, "Can you give me the candlestick in your hand?"

Luo Wushuang looked at the green wu in front of him who seemed to have changed into a person, and subconsciously handed over the candlestick in his hand, until Lu Wu took the candlestick and thanked him, Luo Wushuang didn't react.

Luwu took the candlestick and rekindled the rhino horn incense, and then walked towards the bed step by step, lifted the bed, and as Luwu sat down, the bare hand that lifted the bed slowly slipped down.

Lu Wu regained his cold tone and said, "Today you disturbed the purity of my Goro, no one wants to get out of this underground palace alive." As soon as the words fell, an iron prison covered the two of them with a thunderous momentum, and when the two of them reacted, they were already like turtles in an urn, allowing others to slaughter.

"Mother, I'll just say how this old woman can change sex." Hua Yunzheng learned Luo Wushuang's tone, and his tone was a little weird, very funny.

Luo Wushuang spoke at this time: "The scholar lying on the bed is your sweetheart, he is the world-famous painter Wu Yanzhi, right?"

Lu Wu pressed her face against Wu Yanzhi's chest at this time, and when she heard Luo Wushuang's words, she raised her head and said sharply: "You are not allowed to call me Wulang's name!" You don't deserve it! No one deserves it. ”

When Hua Yunzheng heard this, he slapped his hands and laughed and said, "You **** toss and turn with different men, but you keep saying that others are not worthy?" In my opinion, you are the least worthy of all. ”

Hua Yunzheng's words hit Luwu's pain, and she screamed, "Shut up, stop talk!" Then the whole person seemed to be burned by fire, bounced up from Wu Yanzhi's side, tore off the bed and wiped his collarbone vigorously. In just a few moments, the white skin has turned red.

Hua Yunzheng saw that Lu Wu's emotions had gotten out of control, and he added fuel to the fire and said: "If I were Wu Yanzhi, I wouldn't want to look at you again, so you killed Wu Yanzhi so that he couldn't resist and stayed by your side forever as a lewd and promiscious woman." (To be continued.) )