Pu Zixuan can't remember the last time he wore such a passage, maybe he has never walked such a road in more than 20 years, and there should be no memory of the half a year that has been taken away.

The passage was long and dim, and the shadows of the three of them were sometimes stretched out on the flat ground under the action of the oil lamps on both sides, sometimes curled up at their feet, flickering and dimming, and sometimes turning into two strands, as impermanent as life.

Luckily, Fu Wei didn't plot against them this time, and there were indeed no hidden weapons in this passage, so maybe his remaining four youkai would be more powerful and therefore fearless, but no matter what, they had to go to the end.

After less than half a burnt of incense, the shape of the passage changed somewhat, and the original width of the channel suddenly became very wide in one place, and the sides were artificially carved out of the depression, forming a huge space. What's even more surprising is that this space is not the location of Fu Wei and other youkai, there are not half youkai in between, but there are actually ink paintings hanging on the walls on all sides.

The three of them couldn't help but stop and watch. Counting them down, there are eighteen in total, and their attainments in drawing and calligraphy have reached a very high level.

Pu Zixuan asked puzzledly: "How can there be such a poetic gallery in this ghost place?" Could it be that these monsters still know how to appreciate these art treasures and improve the mood of life? ”

Chen Shuqing smiled lightly: "It's possible, monsters, like you humans, are divided into three, six, nine and so on." There are some vulgar mountain village wild demons who only know how to eat, drink, and Lazar, but some monsters really have some wisdom and cultivation. To tell you the truth, I have been with Mr. Pu Songling for so long, and when it comes to poetry and painting, I don't lose a few points to these works. ”

After that, she looked at a picture of kingfishers and sighed: "Look at these kingfishers, they are quite similar to the style of the late Zhu Qi Dynasty, the strength and proportion are just right, and the lonely and high posture of the kingfisher on the branches is vividly displayed, I like it, but I don't know who made it." ”

Chen Shuqing's Zhu Qi is a monk in the famous painter "Four Kings and Four Monks" in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties, as a descendant of Zhu Yuanzhang, he was deeply desperate for the Ming Dynasty to be replaced by the Manchu Qing Dynasty, became a monk, focused on the cause of calligraphy and painting, and had very high attainments. Although these eight painters are famous all over the world, and even Pu Zixuan, a playful and lazy person, knows a little bit about it, but when it comes to their respective painting styles, Pu Zixuan is confused and can't help but add a little admiration to Chen Shuqing.

Su Sanniang also tasted it: "Speaking of calligraphy and painting, His Majesty also really loves to collect, and there are several paintings sent to me by His Majesty in my palace, all of which are masterpieces." I think these paintings here are really not inferior to famous artists, if they are robbed by monsters, they have to return these efforts to the master. ”

For a while, the three of them almost forgot that they were in the lair of monsters, and they were cultivated by these self-cultivation things. After watching for a while, Chen Shuqing couldn't help but want to take off a painting and appreciate it carefully.

Just as he was about to touch the scroll, a man's voice suddenly came from behind him: "Hey, hey, stop, don't touch these paintings!" ”

There shouldn't be any other men here besides Pu Zixuan, and the three of them looked back vigilantly, only to see a burly red-haired man, with a bare upper body, wearing a pair of green linen trousers on his lower body, holding a strange weapon, standing behind the three of them.

Just looking at the body type, this person seems to be taller than Zhu Yuanliang, giving the three of them a huge sense of oppression.

"Who are you?" Chen Shuqing stopped taking the painting, took a step back, and asked vigilantly.

"Don't ask, it's a humanoid youkai, the same as the white-haired banshee that day." Pu Zixuan had already sensed his demonic aura, and without waiting for the man to speak, he had already answered for him.

Su Sanniang sighed: "It's really a strange thing, if it's Fu Xiao's subordinates, you obviously have the opportunity to sneak attack us from behind, why don't you do it?" Who are you? ”

The man answered, "Indeed, I am the great butler of the king of the Nightmares, and my name is the magician." Although the King of the Nightmare ordered me to get rid of you, but at that time the three of you were immersed in my works, but they were also my confidants, and if I attacked you at this time, it would be a great disrespect to me, so I stood quietly behind me, waiting for you to finish your visit, and then it was not too late to fight. It's just that these paintings are my hard work, and I don't want any outsiders to take them down and play with them, so I have to drink the nine-tailed fox, please understand. ”

Chen Shuqing suddenly smiled and said: "It's also a monster with a gentleman's style, very different from the insidious and vicious Fu Wei, a person like you, it's a pity to work hard for him, it's a pity to have a talent, but I don't know, this talent was cultivated after becoming a monster, or was it a painter on Longqing Island in the past?" ”

Pu Zixuan shrugged his shoulders and said, "He has no memory, aren't you asking in vain?" ”

Su Sanniang said: "I remember, on Longqing Island, there is indeed a man named Shen Yafeng who has been demonized. This person is full of talent, in Xianfeng five years to participate in the township examination, in the lift, but have no intention of being an official, Xianfeng eight years and whims, to participate in the martial arts examination, and even won the martial arts people, can be described as a genius of both civil and military, but he is a noble person, resolutely not to be an official, just in this way to entertain the decadent Manchu Qing, from the style of the painting, presumably this person is undoubted. ”

The magician sneered: "Hmph, I feel honored that you are willing to stop and admire my paintings, but I don't know if you have any fun in spreading rumors and slandering my background?" As the great butler of the King of the Nightmare, I have never left the King of the Nightmare for half a step, so why should I be interested in pretending to be a human to participate in any of your imperial examinations? ”

Pu Zixuan pulled up his sleeves and said: "Okay, I won't talk to you too much, whether it's Shen Yafeng or the magician, if you want to fight, anyway, after a while, you will remember who you are." ”

The magician said disdainfully, "You think you are my opponent? Don't blame me for not reminding you, look at this passage, it's so neat and beautiful, and it's also carved out by me with the saw axe and sword in my hand over the past year. ”

Pu Zixuan looked around and sighed: "I see, this person is standing behind the three of us unnoticed, he is really extraordinary, and this passage is so profound, it was actually dug by this person's own hands, it can be seen that the strength is huge, and the determination is firm, which is not comparable to ordinary mountain monsters!" The title of Wuju is no longer in vain, and now as a monster, I am afraid that it will be even more powerful. ”

Looking at the weapon in the man's hand, although it is generally a sharp sword, there are also famous names on both sides of the sword body: an axe on one side, and a saw on the other, no wonder he called it "saw axe sword". Thinking about it like this, this person's kung fu must be unfathomable, and it is not the same as the little demon in front of him!

Pu Zixuan couldn't help but shudder in his heart, and used the power of purification but didn't dare to rush forward.