Chapter 653: The Author of the Hanging Painting

Daoist Zifeng stabbed Zhang Yi in the heart very happily.

"I ......" Zhang Yi's angry mouth was almost crooked.

"Xiaoyi! It's almost time for you to think about buying a house in the city and moving your hukou over, after all, you're getting married! Fairy Ying opened her mouth to persuade.

"Knot...... Marriage ......" (°ー°〃)

"As a result, you don't have the money to buy a house, you can ask me to borrow it, it's no problem to be less than five million, you will pay it back slowly!" Fairy Ying continued to speak.

"Five...... Five million ......" (°ー°〃)

"I think that girl named Scorpion seems to be a little interesting to you too!" Fairy Ying said softly.

Zhang Yi:(°ー°〃)

"Would you like to have some expressions? Why do you keep having such a straight face! Fairy Ying couldn't help but be a little angry when she saw Zhang Yi's wooden appearance.

"Alas......" Zhang Yi sighed and said: "This kind of thing still depends on her will, we can't add our own ideas and concepts to her without authorization!"

"Besides, she has her own beliefs and things to do!" Zhang Yi lowered his head slightly and said leisurely.

Fairy Ying looked at Zhang Yi with a little surprise, Fairy Ying didn't expect Zhang Yi to say such a thing.

"You've grown a lot too......," Fairy Ying patted Zhang Yi's shoulder and said with relief.

When Zhang Yi and Fairy Ying were chatting about their life's events, Daoist Zifeng glanced at Zhang Yi's small and simple room with all kinds of boredom.

Suddenly, Daoist Zifeng's eyes were fixed on a place in the room, and there was nothing else in that place, only the two paintings.

"Bang" Zifeng Daoist pinched Zhang Yi's head on the side, and with a turn of his palm, he only heard a "click" from Zhang Yi's neck, and Zhang Yi's head was violently broken.

"Ah...... It hurts, it hurts, it's going to break, it's broken, it's broken! Zhang Yi shook off the hand of the Zifeng Daoist with a look of hatred.

"Where did you get these two paintings!?" Daoist Zifeng pointed to the two paintings on the wall and asked.

"The village chief of Muyan Township gave it to me!" Zhang Yi rubbed his neck and said lightly.

"Muyan Township!?" Daoist Zifeng asked in surprise, "Where is it?"

"Ah...... Is it in ...... En...... "Zhang Yi didn't know how to describe the geographical location of Muyan Township for a while.

"...... in the deep mountains and old forests," Zhang Yi said with little confidence.

"Let's talk about it specifically......" Daoist Zifeng asked with a serious face.

Zhang Yi didn't sell it, he opened his mouth and said it carefully, saying that he was careful about it, and Zhang Yi just picked and chose to say it, mainly about what happened after entering Muyan Township.

"Mystery Man...... Meteorite...... Solid pulp ......" After Daoist Zifeng whispered a few times, his face changed suddenly.

"Oops!" Daoist Zifeng clenched his fists and said, "No wonder that demon would be so simple to let me abolish my Dao Xing without any resistance!"

"It turns out that he still has the real pulp in his hand......" Zifeng Daoist said hatefully.

At the beginning, Fairy Ying went to Haiping Town and told Zifeng Daoist about it, and it was also because of this incident and the previous things that he greatly increased the search for demon intelligence.

However, at that time, the Zifeng Daoist listened to Fairy Ying and heard about the spiral jade and the seed, and he had not heard of anything else.

"Misstep, misstep...... Zifeng Daoist clapped his hands hatefully, and said: "I should have brought you with me when I tried that demon at the beginning, after all, you have dealt with him a lot, and you know the root of it better!"

In fact, even if Zifeng Daoist called Zhang Yi, Zhang Yi didn't necessarily think of such a thing as a real pulp, after all, all the attention was on the body of the forest elf at the beginning, and he went non-stop to help Tao Kaishi and go down to the underworld to get people, and this real pulp was forgotten by Zhang Yi.

If Zhang Yi hadn't been pulled out by Daoist Zifeng to tell about this matter today, who would have known about the real pulp, and Zhang Yi would have remembered it in what year and month.

Of course, Zhang Yi will definitely not admit that he has forgotten.

Now that the matter has come to this, it is not good for the Zifeng Daoist to abolish the demon again, after all, it was the demon who broke the rules first, and the Zifeng Daoist has enough reasons to abolish the demon. If you go to the demon again this time, it will be too much to deceive the demon, and it will not be reasonable to say it.

"Don't worry!" Fairy Ying took Zifeng Daoist's hand and said gently: "According to the mentality of that demon, although it is said that the eyes will be repaid, we are not afraid of him!"

"That's right, Uncle Feng!" Zhang Yi pretended to be fierce and waved his fist a few times, and said: "If he dares to come, I will kill him!"

"I'm not worried about you, but also about some newbies who have just graduated from the school!" Daoist Zifeng looked at Fairy Ying's stomach and said worriedly: "It would be bad if the demon chose this kind of person to attack."

Fairy Ying listened to the words of Zifeng Daoist, touched her stomach and said: "We can first raise the standard threshold for leaving the teacher, and then they let three or five people form a team to practice, so that the demon will also be worried." Also, I'm the one who married you, so I'm going to live in Maoshan! ”

Fairy Ying just solved the matter that troubled Zifeng Daoist and let Zifeng Daoist worry about it in a few words, and she was a proper virtuous helper.

"It's good to have you!" Daoist Zifeng grabbed Fairy Ying's hand and shook it.

Zhang Yi looked at the two people who didn't agree and sprinkled dog food, and his face twitched violently again.

"Ahh......h

"No problem!" Daoist Zifeng shook Fairy Ying's hand and said slowly.

"Then you still twist my neck......" Zhang Yi said indignantly.

"I'm not done yet!" Daoist Zifeng said unhurriedly: "Painting is no problem, but the person who paints has a great background."

"The one who painted!?" Zhang Yi was puzzled, Zhang Yi looked back and forth carefully several times, and even bought a magnifying glass to look for it, but he didn't find anything unusual about this picture, let alone the information of the person who painted it.

"Ying Baobao, you wait for me first!" After scattering a wave of dog food, Daoist Zifeng slowly raised his hand and rubbed it back and forth on the lower right corner of the hanging painting.

Suddenly, three faint words appeared in the lower right corner of the painting, but I still couldn't tell what they were.

"The person who painted the painting used a very special ink to write his name!" Zifeng Daoist opened his mouth and said, "Only when it reaches a certain temperature, will it be revealed!"

When the words fell, Daoist Zifeng let go of his fingers rubbing the corners of the paper, and suddenly those three words were clearly revealed.

"Zhang Daoling !!" After Zhang Yi saw these three words, he suddenly shouted.