At this moment, the entire building was filled with a cold atmosphere, and all the righteous qi dissipated at this moment. In the office, above Uncle Wu's ashes, a woman was standing.

A woman in red!

She wore a gauze scarf on her face, her long black hair was coiled into a bun, the jade hairpin was loosely hairpinned, and then a branch of gold was inserted, and the long beads trembled and hung down, swaying between the temples. The eyebrows are not drawn, and the skin is as white and greasy as fat without applying powder. The facial features under the red scarf are even more intriguing, beautiful, she is so beautiful, to this station, let people know what is called the country and the city, what is called the elegance of the peerless!

She is the woman in the painting, Jin Yao! Folk girl Jianyao!

No wonder even the emperor was fascinated at the first sight of her, who is not fascinated by such a look?

I subconsciously glanced at Chen Jiangshui and Wu Fatzi, these two people were already dumbfounded. Not only them, but even Huang Yiyi, Chen Sisi, and Zhou Xiaoya were stunned.

This is a peerless beauty that women envy and men covet!

"It's out! I'm finally out. Suddenly, Jin Yao raised her head and made a terrible sound.

When I heard this, I couldn't help but frown! This voice and that look are too incompatible, right?

It was a man's voice, completely different from Jin Yao's. Although I hadn't heard Jin Yao speak, how could she, such a beautiful and moving woman, make such a sound?

Isn't she a Jinyao?

Just as I was thinking so, his voice came out again: "What about Jin Yao? Where's my towel? Where are you? ”

As the voice sounded, Jin Yao turned her head and looked around.

Sure enough, he is not Jianyao!

I also understood in an instant, he was one of the three hundred and sixty-five! There are only three hundred and sixty-four people in the painting, and one less person can be resurrected, and that person lives in Jin Yao's body.

I guess who he is, the painter, the painter!

"Mr. Li, what's going on?" Fat Wu asked me in a low voice, but even if it was a low voice, he still heard it. His gaze came to us at once, a pair of terrible eyes that cannot be described in words.

Just staring at us, I felt like I had been stabbed in the flesh by something.

"Who are you? What about Jin Yao? Where's my Jinyao? She suddenly walked towards us with a hint of anger in her voice. Everyone was so frightened by him that they retreated.

I hurriedly stepped forward, opened my hand to stop in front of several people, and shouted to her, "You, you are Jianyao!" ”

My words shocked him! He suddenly realized something, so he lowered his head to look at himself, and when he saw himself in a red dress and black hair in a bun, he was stunned on the spot.

"How so? How so? He raised his hand and touched the scarf on his face, and the whole person was stupid.

I said to Fat Wu, "Go and move a mirror, the big one." ”

He's in his original form, but at least he's not killing all sides yet. Perhaps, I thought I could talk to him. If you can solve the problem by talking, then why do anything else.

"Li Yao, what should we do?" Huang Yiyi raised her head and asked me, she had a look of fear on her face, but she deliberately suppressed it.

"Let's see!"

Soon, Wu Fatzi moved a mirror over, which was a mirror about 1.6 meters long, although it was not as tall as Jin Yao, but as long as it was far away! Jin Yao can see the whole picture of herself.

The previous mirrors were all bronze mirrors, and this mirror allowed him to see the whole picture of Jin Yao.

I slowly brought the mirror to my face, and she suddenly startled and asked me with an alarmed face, "What is that?" ”

I quickly said, "This is something that allows you to see what you look like now, mirror!" ”

"Mirrors?"

"Don't believe it!" I placed the mirror three or five meters away from him, just so that she could see what she was like.

Looking at himself in the mirror, his expression is changing dramatically, her face is covered with a scarf, I can't see the facial features under the scarf, but looking at the complex and changeable eyes, I know that she is shocked.

"Jin Yao! It's really Jinyao! How did I become like this? How did I become a scarf? What about Jin Yao? Where is Jin Yao? Suddenly, he looked up at me again, and his every movement was terrifying.

I shook my head and said, "I don't know where Jin Yao is, who are you?" If you tell me who you are, maybe I'll be able to find you a Yao! ”

He stared at me, not moving, as if he was looking at me, suspicious of me. I looked at him, trying to give him some eyes that believed me, I don't know if my eyes worked, and after staring at me for dozens of seconds, he finally muttered: "I'm Wang Jing!" At that time, the most famous painter in Kaifeng. ”

Sure enough, it's the artist!

"You are the painter who was called by the emperor to draw a picture of the people's maid?" Wang Jing is easy to speak, at least he is not resentful in this painting.

Wang Jing stared at me, nodded and said, "Yes, I am the painter who painted for Jin Yao." Take the bone as the pen, the hair as the core, and the blood as the ink! That is the picture of the people's maiden Yao that the emperor asked me to paint. ”

"Back then, the people's daughter Jin Yao followed her father into the palace to face the saint and treat the emperor, but the emperor coveted the beauty of Jin Yao, so he took it for himself! In the end, Jin Yao did not obey and was given death. Later, the emperor felt a pity, so he ordered me to enter the palace and paint a picture of the people's girl Jianyao with the soul-locking technique, so that she could enjoy the dancing posture and graceful body of Jianyao every day. ”

As he spoke, a fierce anger appeared in Wang Jing's eyes!

"No, the previous story is not that Jin Yao and the emperor fell in love! caused the emperor's body to become weaker and weaker, and after being discovered by the queen mother, the queen mother insisted that it was caused by Jin Yao, so she was killed! Wu Fatzi interjected such a sentence at this time, which made Wang Jing, who was already on the verge of breaking out, completely explode.

"Ridiculous! It's nonsense! ”

Wang Jing's strength was very strong, and with this roar, all the clothes on her body flew backwards, and we clearly felt a strong wind hitting our faces.

His eyes stared straight at Fat Wu, as if he could kill someone directly.

"What kind of people are the royal family, in order to protect their face, turn black and white upside down! deliberately falsified the truth of the matter, how could Jin Yao like such a person. If it weren't for their power, she would have been with me a long time ago. ”

Hearing this, I was stunned!

This painter and Jin Yao seem to have a very good relationship.