Chapter 115: Painting

With Cheng Lu's exclamation, Lin Xi suddenly felt that it was dark in front of him, and from the picture scroll behind Lin Xi, a black shadow rushed into Lin Xi's body, Lin Xi's eyes were dark, and he fell into a coma, and the door of the main hall suddenly closed automatically, and in the picture scroll on the wall of the main hall, black shadows appeared one after another, Tian Moxue and Cheng Lu suddenly fell into a desperate situation......

The three of them fainted one after another, and the seven monsters outside the hall let out a desolate roar, and in the deep underground, a group of monsters who didn't know whether they were humans or ghosts cried heartbreakingly......

"Little third son, get up, I'm going to go down the mountain with the second master to run errands today!"

Xiao Sanzi suddenly felt strange for a while, it seemed that something was wrong, but what was wrong?

"Little Sanzi, are you okay?"

"Uh, second brother, I'm fine!"

Xiao Sanzi looked at the dirty hand shaking in front of his eyes, and subconsciously agreed. Then he got up, cleaned himself up briefly, and then followed the person called Erzi Brother out of the door.

After a long time, the little third son remembered that he was a copycat minion, a minion of a minion......

......

Follow the person called Erzi Brother every day, and rob the passing business travelers with the bandits in the cottage every day, as the days go by, the little third son feels more and more weird, and he is incompatible with the people in this cottage, as if he is not a person in this cottage, but everyone is very good to themselves.

"Little third son, what's wrong with you lately? Why are you always listless! Today my brother is going to the county seat to deliver a letter, do you want to go with me!"

"Well, it's okay!" the little third son happily agreed.

Riding two inferior horses, the two entered the city all the way, and the second brother quickly completed the work of delivering the letter, and the two began to wander around the county.

"Get out of the way!!"

With a shout, a strong hand grabbed Xiao Sanzi's collar and wanted to throw Xiao Sanzi out, but Xiao Sanzi subconsciously stretched out his hand and threw the owner of the hand out......

"Oops~~"

The man saw that the little third son was relaxed, and he also felt that he was not an opponent, so he got up a little sneeringly, and walked forward in a burst of boos from everyone, and soon after, a team of neatly dressed knights, guarding a carriage, went straight to the city gate.

"Little third son, when did you become so powerful!" The second brother was a little confused.

"I don't know ...... either"

"Cut, if you don't want to say it, forget it!

As the two spoke, the carriage came closer.

"I heard that this is the daughter of the governor, and today I passed by our small county town and was going to go to the capital!"

"Your Excellency the Governor's daughter, do you mean that talented girl Tian Xuetian, who is famous all over the world?"

"That's it!"

In the discussion of passers-by, the little third son had the idea of wanting to see the true face of the beauty.

At this moment, the window of the carriage opened, and a beautiful face appeared in the window, and the woman smiled sweetly......

Xiao Sanzi suddenly felt that such a woman was the person in his dreams! The carriage went away, and Xiao Sanzi suddenly felt that his heart was also far away......

"Brother Erzi, what kind of man do you think such a woman needs to be worthy of her?" the little third son muttered.

"Such a fairy, how can she be a general!" The second son has never seen other big officials, in his impression, the biggest official in this drama is called the prime minister, but the prime ministers are all old men, and those champions are going to marry princesses, such women should all marry generals.

The days passed quickly, and the twenty-year-old little third son had changed from a little minion to the third master of the village, but the little third son had never talked to the bandits in the village about his thoughts.

"Big brother, I think about it, I'm going to be a soldier!" said to the big boss of the village on the day of his twentieth birthday......

Half a month later, the third son left the cottage alone on a thin horse and went to the distant border pass, where the sky was full of snow and corpses......

The little third son, who was good at kung fu, soon made a name for himself in the border army, and after several big battles, the little third son had become a small leader in the army.

After ten years of sleeping in the snow, the 30-year-old junior finally became an iron cavalry general who terrified the enemy at the border gate! He refused all the women who came to the door to say that the matchmaker proposed marriage, and drove away all the colleagues who came to the door to tell him about the matchmaker, and he always remembered the woman who looked like the painting in his simple heart......

Three years later, the iron cavalry general who swept the border pass captured the enemy commander alive and escorted the prisoners back to Beijing......

She got married......

The lost third son returned to the capital, declined all the rewards, and returned to the small cottage with a tired body, the old horse and seven loyal guards. However, the cottage has long been empty, and the third son lives alone in the cottage......

Until one day, a passing Taoist priest gave the little third son a Taoist book, and the bored little third son started from that Taoist book and officially embarked on the road of cultivation.

A hundred years later, the beauty of the year has long since turned into a dry bone, but the third son still retains that young face, and he is about to cross the catastrophe......

Before the tribulation, the little third son drew the woman in his mind over and over again, some did not use powder, some smiled softly, some laughed angrily, some were heroic, and the last sweet smile, but the smiling face was not for him......

The third son of the little third son prepared everything, the catastrophe began, the enemy that appeared out of nowhere attacked him frantically, he could only fight and retreat against the thunder until he returned to this underground palace......

Seeing that their generals were besieged, the seven henchmen had no choice but to take a drop of the true blood of the Drought Devil in the bodies of mortals, turning into monsters that were neither human nor ghost......

The enemies are dead, and so is the general, leaving all his memories in the main hall of the underground palace before he dies......

Seven guards who are not human or ghost, guarding an empty underground palace, guarding the unknown story in this unknown place.

The picture turned again, and when Lin Xi woke up again, he found himself in an embroidery building. No matter how hard Lin Xi struggled, he couldn't make a sound......

"Miss, it's time for us to go! The old man sent a letter to say that that Qin Gongzi has already arrived in Beijing, so let you hurry up!"

"Why should I hurry when he arrives!" said the beautiful woman angrily.

"Miss, don't you think about yourself, think about Madame......"

The woman's originally angry face showed a kind of helplessness that sank into the bone marrow, and after a long time, wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, the woman finally said: "Help me make up......"

Sitting in the luxurious carriage, the woman was like a puppet with strings, the carriage kept shaking, and the woman pushed the window angrily.

For some reason, she saw the stupid man on the side of the road, and smiled sweetly as if she was stupid......

"Miss, what are you looking at?"

"Chunhong, what did you say that stupid man, what did he do......?

"Well, he looks like an outcast! It's a pity, he's really good!"

The woman's heart trembled for some reason, and after returning to Jingshi, the woman's heart was full of that man for some reason, but she never knew where he was from......

Three years later, on the night before she got married, she took the hairpin she had brought with her when she met the teenager that day, and summoned all her courage to escape from her embroidery building and return to the small county town where she was originally ......

After several turnarounds, she finally found someone who knew the boy and came to the cottage where the boy lived, but the boy had left a year ago......

The furious father led the family soldiers to level the cottage and killed everyone despite her pleas......

She was forcibly sent into a cave by her father, and she fantasized countless times that the boy would come to her and save herself from this nightmarish life, but he never came......

Twelve years, she was desperate, she was married, she thought she would never see him again in her life, but on the most embarrassing day of her life, she was divorced by her angry husband and sent back to her parents' house, she met him again.

He rode a horse, wore a military uniform, and captured the enemy commander with a majestic style, and the military exploits of returning to Beijing to face the twelve turns of the Holy Order were in front of her, and she endured all the pain, and smiled sweetly at the man who had tormented her for twelve years, just like back then, she was in the carriage, and he was on the street......

That night, she alone took the hosta she brought with her the day she met him, to the small county town where she met him, the small cottage where he lived, and jumped into the deep ancient well in despair......

After her death, she could finally see him every day, and it turned out that he had never forgotten himself......

It's late, she watches him painting his portrait lonely every night, some don't use powder, some smile softly, some laugh angrily, some are heroic, and the last sweet smile, she has no tears......

So, she melted into this painting and accompanied him alone until the night of the catastrophe......

In despair, he finally saw her at the moment before he died, and it turned out that she had always been by his side......

Lin Xi's face was full of tears......