Yan Sheng's appearance was purely accidental, before Bai Sushu told him about the three of them going to the ghost city of Xudu, Yan Sheng has been hesitant to come to see Xia Shiyu.

Walking up the stairs from the second floor of the hotel, I walked to the door of the room 303, and vaguely felt that there was a breath of fairy law on the door, and after knocking on the door, it was Mo Mo who opened the door.

"You're here too?"

Yan Sheng: ??? Why?

At this moment, Xia Shiyu had already woken up, except for a sore throat, her spirit was not bad, she turned on a bedside lamp, and Mu Liangqi helped her sit up, "Be careful." ”

Mo Mo and Bai Sushu, who had just solved the misunderstanding, knew the ins and outs, and in addition to being sorry to Mu Liangqi, they began to ask about the woman who stole Xia Shiyu's face.

"I always felt like I'd seen that woman somewhere, dressed in ancient costume." Xia Shiyu thought for a moment and clapped his hands, "Cultural relics exhibition!" cough cough cough !! ”

"Don't worry...... Take your time. ”

"I also remember, it's the beauty in the painting." Bai Sushu turned back to the room, found the photo taken on his mobile phone, showed it to Xia Shiyu, and confirmed that it was that person.

So, a group of people, plus Jing Yi in the dark, took advantage of the night to sneak to the door of the museum that had long been closed, and the entrance was very smooth, after all, Mu Liangqi and Yan Sheng were there.

Jingyi didn't keep up, under the invisibility spell, he looked at Xia Shiyu, who was pale, and felt pity in his heart, but also realized that when he had to hide his identity, Mu Liangqi had already been so close to her.

In the closed museum, Mo Mo stared at the hanging picture of a beautiful woman, and his eyes widened: "Can the person in this painting really come out?" Maleon? ”

"It's probably a ghost sealed inside the painting." Yan Sheng thought for a moment, "What Shi Yu saw was probably the spirit left by the person in the painting, if there is still an obsession before death, the spirit will be covered on the utensils and even the living things." ”

In other words, the woman in the painting should be dead? The spirit of death possessed the painting...... So what does she do with stealing faces? "Mo Mo thinks it's so winding, like a mathematical analysis question.

Yan Sheng nodded, "It is estimated that she is a woman who cares about her appearance very much in her previous life." ”

"Nope." Xia Shiyu remembered what the man said before, "Maybe it's not her who cares about her appearance, but the Zhou Lang in her mouth."

In the introduction of the ancient painting, it is written that the woman in the painting is named Meng Wanning, who was the first talented woman in Lanzhou at that time, who was literate at the age of three and composed poetry at the age of five, and was born in a noble family. As the standard Bai Fumei at that time, Meng Wanning should have gone through a happy life, but unfortunately, she met Zhou Lang, who "mistook her life".

"It is said that Meng Wanning and that Zhou Lang met for the first time at the poetry competition, and Meng Wanning fell in love with that Zhou Lang at first sight."

At that time, it took a lot of courage for a woman to unabashedly express her appreciation for the opposite sex, and Meng Wanning did it, but unfortunately, sometimes love is so unreasonable.

The heart of a child is ultimately wrong.

At the age of sixteen, she met her beloved for the first time, and after four years of waiting and giving, Meng Wanning paved a bright future for her Zhou Lang with the prestige of her family, but the other party found a new love in the champion and the second, and the talented Meng Wanning finally lost to a gorgeous Oiran lady.

It said that Meng Wanning was only twenty years old when she died, and she cut her face with a dagger, and she didn't close her eyes until she died. On the seventh day of her death, Zhou Lang accepted another female musician as a concubine, and she has lingered in the wind and moon since then, and she has countless confidants in her life. ”

After Bai Sushu finished reading the wild history records, several girls added some sympathy to Meng Wanning out of thin air, especially Xia Shiyu, and deep down in their hearts, they were a little ...... Empathy?

As soon as he raised his eyes, he met Mu Liangqi's eyes, he was also looking at her, with complicated emotions in his eyes.

"Is she still in the painting?" Xia Shiyu asked, his fingers unconsciously reaching for the glass display case.

The woman in the painting actually left tears, still looking at Xia Shiyu's face stupidly, the round fan covering her cheeks was removed by her, revealing a terrible scar, and green smoke flew out, it was that Meng Wanning.

"My Zhou Lang is gone, and he won't come back."

The corners of Xia Shiyu's eyes were sour: "Those who don't love will go." ”

Meng Wanning smiled, the scar on the corner of her mouth was particularly hideous, "Yes, like you, I didn't wait for the person I loved." ”

Her gaze crossed Xia Shiyu and looked at Mu Liangqi behind her, "But you're luckier than me-"