Li Ji pointed to the green-shirted woman in the corner, but the scholar said that there was nothing there. Li Sleepy moved here, built a thatched hut, and still slept during the day, drank tea at night, looked at the cemetery, and looked forward to the appearance of the so-called ghosts.

When the scholar saw the severed finger, he showed a strange expression and asked, "Severed finger?" Is that the name of the paintbrush you are talking about? From then on, the woman in the green shirt began to follow Li Sleepy, and she followed Li Sleepy wherever he went.

When Li Trapped held his severed finger as a pen and painted with the blood of the battlefield as ink, he felt full of strength, and he painted one painting after another until he used up all the drawing paper he had carried with him.

The scholar took out a jar of wine from under the statue of the city god, saying that it was his treasure for many years. In the eyes of others, although the dead people are all the same, in Li Quan's eyes, they are in a variety of forms.

But the people in the village don't seem to be surprised that this person completely ignores Li Sleepy and lets Li Sleepy paint.

Paintbrush? How can it be a paintbrush? Li Sleepy carefully groped for the severed finger, which was human skin, fingertips and nails.

At that time, there were large and small uprisings in various places, the most famous of which was the Red Turban Army uprising, so Li Trapped looked for the location of the Red Turban Army to find the battlefield.

192.157.199.192,192.157.199.192; 0; pc; 1; Grinding Iron Literature 192.157.199.192, 192.157.199.192; 0; pc; 1; The scholar of Motie Literature took out a jar of wine from under the statue of the city god, saying that it was his treasure for many years.

Li Sleepy was at a loss, which was why he moved again and again, he couldn't see ghosts in one cemetery, so he went to the second one, and sometimes even moved into the so-called haunted mansion, but even so, he still couldn't see the so-called ghosts.

But there is no perfect love in the world, even the combination of corpse painters is no exception, since the establishment of this faction, very few couples or couples can go to the end, as a last resort, the final rules are changed to the corpse painter can be one person, and the order of yin and yang can also be disrupted.

Li Ji looked at the scholar's face with an expression of appreciation, not doubt, not disgust, but also happy, after all, after wandering for so many years, he had never met anyone who appreciated him, and most people regarded him as a weirdo.

192.157.199.192,192.157.199.192; 0; pc; 1; Grinding Iron Literature Li Ji pointed outside: "You really didn't see it?" ”192.157.199.192,192.157.199.192; 0; pc; 1; The beloved thing mentioned here can be something that a former couple carried with them, or even a certain part of the body, such as an eyeball.

Dong Xinrou began to tell the story, but when she told it, she didn't look at the two of them, but looked at the night sky outside the balcony garden: "This story happened in the Yuan Dynasty, and legend has it that during the Yuan Dynasty, there was a very famous painter named Li Quan, also known as the Yin Mansion Resident, the reason is that he likes to move, but every time he moves, he chooses to live in the mass grave, because his lifelong wish is to be able to see with his own eyes what the so-called ghost looks like, but unfortunately, from the age of 16 when he had this idea, Until he was 40 years old, he tried his best to see the so-called ghost ......" But in the process of painting a corpse, Li Sleepy accidentally found a woman in a green shirt, the strangest thing is that the woman was carrying a bronze mirror with a carved animal head, standing in the distance and looking at him expressionlessly.

The merchant also suggested that it would be better to let Li Trapped go directly to the battlefield and wait for the battle to end before painting.

After the mud seal of the wine jar was opened, the aroma of wine immediately permeated the entire City God Temple, Li Quan was stunned, because he had never smelled such fragrant wine, and the moment he tasted it and swallowed it, he felt as if a pair of gentle hands were caressing his throat, making him feel extremely comfortable.

It wasn't until nightfall that the killing was over, and the two armies retreated, each returning to their camps, leaving only countless corpses on the battlefield.

Li Sleepy was at a loss, which was why he moved again and again, he couldn't see ghosts in one cemetery, so he went to the second one, and sometimes even moved into the so-called haunted mansion, but even so, he still couldn't see the so-called ghosts.

But what's even more bizarre is that if the corpse painter wants to become a person, then after being alone, he has to carry a beloved thing with him.

In the eyes of others, although the dead people are all the same, in Li Quan's eyes, they are in a variety of forms.

The scholar took out a jar of wine from under the statue of the city god, saying that it was his treasure for many years. 192.157.199.192,192.157.199.192; 0; pc; 1; One day, Li Ji walked to a village that had just been flooded with his bags, and when the flood receded, the survivors of the village were taking out the bodies of their relatives from the quagmire, and many people were also in pain because their family members were washed away by the flood.

At this time, Li was overjoyed, hurriedly rushed forward, painted with a severed finger, and began to paint the drowned corpses one by one.

Li Sleepy pointed outside: "You really didn't see it?" At this moment, Li Quan suddenly found that the woman in the green shirt had entered the City God Temple at some point, and she was standing in the corner looking at her with strange eyes.