"I didn't use 502 paste at all, it somehow stuck together." Moreover, explained.

"Is there a paste called 502?" The little girl tore the scroll, her face was red, and there was still no movement

"Well, that's kind of interesting."

Murong Yanran also became cautious, she knew that although her disciple was young, his strength was much greater than that of a strong man, and the strength of a person who practiced martial arts was qualitatively different from that of ordinary people.

When she received it, she didn't hurry to open it, but stroked the scroll and tried to sense it, but she couldn't sense anything, and the feeling was a canvas, without any abnormalities.

"You're not sticky? It's so strange how it all fits together. The little girl didn't expect that she couldn't open a seemingly ordinary scroll, and felt that her face was very dull, thinking that she was deliberately tricking her.

"I'm just blindfolded, so I'm looking for you masters to identify." Besides, it's called Qudao.

"Is there any paste in the world that you can't open? Definitely not sticky. Zhou Dingcheng testified that he did not forget to implicitly compliment the little girl.

"You're in a group, and neither of you are good people." The little girl felt that her face looked better, and she still said stupidly.

Murong Yanran secretly tried it, but she couldn't open it. She was secretly frightened, not to mention a scroll, even a locked iron box, she could break it, but the scroll did not move as if it had been welded to death.

Moreover, he and Zhou Dingcheng stared at Murong Yanran's movements, and he was also apprehensive in his heart, hoping that she could open it, but also a little afraid, God knows what kind of ghost will come out of it after opening it, yes, if something comes out of it, it must be a ghost thing.

"Master, you can't open it either?" The little girl was stunned.

"I'll try again."

Murong Yanran put the scroll on the table, and then played the scroll with ten fingers of both hands, as if playing a piano.

Besides, he couldn't understand it, but Zhou Dingcheng could understand that Murong Yanran used her famous vajra finger, which was one of the most prestigious sets of martial arts in the legends of the rivers and lakes.

It seems to be a gentle flick of her fingers, but in fact, the golden stone will immediately turn into powder under her fingers, and Zhou Dingcheng was shocked to see it, thinking that the scroll was about to be shattered.

However, the truth is shocking, everything is as usual, the scroll is still unchanged, and the scroll does not even have a single bump.

Murong Yanran was even more surprised, she could feel that all the power on her fingers was absorbed by the canvas, just like throwing a stone into the water, or even worse, the stone still rippled when it entered the water, and this scroll had no reaction at all. What does this mean? The water is too deep and too wide.

"Childe, did you paint this picture?" Murong Yanran asked.

"Well, I painted it, and there was nothing weird at first, but then somehow it was like that. By the way, the day the painting was finished, there was a sudden rainstorm and thunder, and then the painting flew away on its own. "And for the first time, the truth was told.

"Flew away on your own? Is that really the case!? Murong Yanran was a little unconvinced.

"Brag, you, it's not the painting that flew away, it's the cows in the sky that are flying, and they are all blown to death by you. Why don't you fly to the sky now! The little girl scoffed.

"Rainstorm thunder? Was it the first night you and Li Xiangjun? ”

Murong Yanran suddenly remembered, she did feel that the celestial phenomenon was a little strange that day, but she didn't know what was going on, and she actually said that it was related to this picture scroll, she couldn't believe it for a while.

In her eyes, besides, she is still a child, but she is two or three years older than her disciples, and it is normal for young people to speak a little unreliable, there is no hair on their mouths, and they are not firm in their work, and it is possible to brag about it.

"You...... How do you know? Besides, he almost stood up in shock, his mind was turning, could it be that she had been spying on herself?

"The first time with Li Xiangjun? What kind of night it is, my sister knows. ”

At this time, Xiao Nier happened to come in with tea, and while putting the teacup in front of the four people, she asked the little girl with some jealousy.

"You know, it was one night the year before last." The little girl also said with a little weakness at this time, she was not looking at the situation with a weak heart, but felt that she had seen something that made her ashamed that day.

Although she perceived it with her divine thoughts, most of the time this perception was clearer than what she saw with her own eyes. She has talent in this area, and if other exercises can only be regarded as entering the hall, her ability in this area is no less than that of her master.

"You've been spying on me?" Besides, I still can't believe it.

Being watched is commonplace, and when he was in Suzhou, he was monitored by the people of Suzhou Mansion and Zhongshan Mansion at the same time, also to protect his safety, this kind of overprotection he has always disapproved, but there is no way. However, this kind of surveillance should stay outside his gate, and the people who are monitoring the things inside the gate can't see it at all.

But now Murong Yanran gives him the feeling that any of his own situations are under their control, sleeping, dressing, eating, and even having nothing to do with his own woman, eating, drinking, and Lazar are completely transparent, he really can't accept it.

"This ......" Murong Yanran also felt a little difficult to explain, and of course the surveillance was completely good, in order to protect him. But he didn't know it, like a second fool, once he knew, of course the second fool would revolt.

"What do you mean by surveillance, are we protecting you? You think it's fun, staring at you nervously all day long, just afraid that someone will suddenly harm you, how tiring it is, you really don't know what to do. The little girl broke out.

She's telling the truth. This kind of surveillance is the most laborious, like if you keep staring at a place with your eyes, and look at it for most of the day, what will your eyes look like? Similarly.

Although they are all specially cultivated abilities, it does not mean that they are not tiring. So the little girl didn't feel guilty at all, but she really wanted to pay the corresponding reward, but she couldn't say it.

"Actually, we can't perceive anything too specific, that is, to perceive whether there is any unusual wind and grass in the atmosphere around you." Murong Yanran said.

Of course, this is a lie, and he understands that there is too much water in it, but he would rather do so, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

"Sister, what happened that day? Let's go to the other room for tea. ”

Xiao Nier was curious, and pulled the little girl's sleeve to go out for a "secret talk".

The little girl looked at the scroll, shook her head, and said, "Another day, I'll see how Master opens this ghost." ”

Speaking of ghosts, all of a sudden, everyone in the room felt an eerie aura permeating the room, and they couldn't help but shudder.

"It's a ghost, it's haunted." The little girl opened her mouth wide and muttered in a low voice, and her heart was also a little drumming.

She is not afraid of living people, no matter who she is, but what about ghosts, she is really a little afraid.

"It's better to lock it up, don't really release a living ghost, in that case, I'm afraid that the Heavenly Master Sect Master will not be saved when he comes." Zhou Dingcheng was also nervous.

"It's okay, I just want to see what the hell it can do, but the problem now is that I can't sense anything in there." Murong Yanran's face was awe-inspiring, not afraid at all, she believed that what the Heavenly Master Sect Master could do, she could do the same.

Although she has no research on ghosts, and has never believed in the Heavenly Master's teaching, she thinks that it is all a trick and a trick to deceive people. She is confident in her abilities and will not have anything she can't deal with, whether it's a human or a ghost.

"You'd better go out first, the gloom here is not good for you." She paused and said to everyone.

"Sister, let's have tea in another room, and I'll tell you about you as a bad man." The little girl found an excuse to get up and pull Xiao Nier away.

Zhou Dingcheng is still holding on, and he is not afraid of this.

The gloomy atmosphere is not too strong now, he used to hang all the picture scrolls in it, and the gloomy atmosphere at that time was definitely comparable to the eighteen layers of hell, but maybe it was from his handwriting, and it had no effect on him.

Murong Yanran began to play the piano on the scroll again, this time not with the vajra finger, but with the pipa hand.

Zhou Dingcheng watched her gestures flow, like surging waves, this is one of Murong Yanran's stunts, not to mention falling on a person's body, even if it is three feet away, it can also turn the bones and muscles in a person's body into blood and mud, which is much more powerful than his Wudang Mianzhang.

Murong Yanran used the pipa hand, and after showing a set of pipa hand moves, the picture scroll still did not move at all, and the only change was that the gloomy atmosphere in the room became thicker and thicker, like a fog.

Zhou Dingcheng couldn't hold it anymore and quietly slipped away, but this observation was not for nothing, he still had some understanding from Murong Yanran's complete set of pipa, so he accepted it when he saw it, and didn't dare to stay recklessly.

"Childe is not afraid of this kind of gloomy?" This was something Murong Yanran didn't expect, and she couldn't help but be a little stunned.

"Well, I don't know what's going on, maybe it's my own paintings, which have an impact on others, but they don't have any effect on me." Besides, he smiled bitterly.

"By the way, you said that the painting flew away on its own, what happened? How did you get it? Murong Yanran stopped for the time being, although she still had some stunts that she hadn't shown, but she estimated that she had used all the stunts, and it was unlikely that she would open this scroll.

What was especially shocking to her was that she had tried all kinds of strength from soft to rigid, and then to rigid and soft, and even if the scroll was made of steel, it should have been reduced to pieces, but the canvas was undamaged. She couldn't think of anything in the world that could resist her lute.

As she unleashed her moves, she could sense that the scroll was like an incomparably large sponge, and her strength was like water, no matter how much strength she spent, it was instantly absorbed by the scroll, and no trickle remained.

Where did all her energy go? That's the most amazing part. Once these energies are countered, what kind of disaster will it be? It's unimaginable.

"It did fly away on its own that day, and it was later found on the body of that thief Han Ziping. I don't know what's going on here. Besides, I honestly answered.

"That was the day Han Ziping died?" Murong Yanran became more and more shocked.

Besides, nodding, Han Ziping is the origin of this picture scroll, and all the weirdness also started because of Han Ziping.