"This ghost brother, your path is very wide!" Wang Sen said with a smile.

There was no ghost to answer his words, but a few Tang Dynasty ladies danced harder.

A lady half-bared her shoulders and threw a wink at Wang Sen, "Son, come, come." ”

Wang Sen nodded, "Okay, okay, I'll come." ”

For a long time, Wang Sen was still standing in place.

Seeing that Wang Sen didn't move, a lady stretched out a soft and boneless hand and put it on Wang Sen's shoulder, "Son, is the slave dancing good-looking?" ”

Wang Sen nodded and smiled, "Good-looking, good-looking." After saying that, his feet were still motionless.

A maid wearing a beaded flower boldly pasted it, and a faint fragrance came from Wang Sen's nose, "Childe, don't you want to love the slave family?" ”

Wang Sen kept smiling, "I think, why don't I want to." ”

Several maids were excited when they heard Wang Sen's words, and they did everything they could to make a commotion!

After a while, Wang Sen had no intention of making the next move.

Several ladies could only keep jumping, scratching their heads around Wang Sen.

Wang Sen just stood with a smile and commented from time to time.

"Dingding, the painting spirit is already tired and wants to vomit blood...... Intelligence +1"

After a while, Wang Sen saw that the flattery on the faces of several ladies had disappeared and became expressionless.

After a while, the hands and feet of the ladies began to stiffen, and their dancing became less coordinated.

"It seems that the painting spirit can't maintain the illusion," Wang Sen understood, "Don't, the intelligence attribute hasn't been brushed enough, so I dinged it a few times, and it's a lot less difficult for me to press the gun, and I almost broke my pants just now......"

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Sen showed a squinting look, "Everyone laughs at Sun Wukong for fixing the Seven Fairies and only stealing a few peaches, but I didn't expect that there were also fairies dancing for me today." ”

Hualing seemed to hear Wang Sen's words and felt that there was a play. A few palace maids became agile again.

"What's the point of just watching and dancing," Wang Sen's saliva seemed to flow out, and his face flushed, "I can't learn from that impersonal monkey." ”

"It turns out that this kid likes to play cosplay," the painting spirit secretly rejoiced, "I said it earlier." ”

A few ladies spoke, and said with some grievances, "Childe, we were originally fairies descending to earth, since Childe doesn't look down on our sisters, we have to go back to heaven." ”

"Definitely!" Wang Sen opened his mouth, looking obsessed with beauty.

"Ahh Several ladies screamed, and they all froze in place, motionless.

"Okay, okay, hahaha." Wang Sen was overjoyed and said, "It's really frozen!" ”

"That monkey fixed the Seven Fairies and actually went to steal peaches," Wang Sen said to himself, "It's ridiculous." ”

As he spoke, he approached the lady and said, "If you want me to say, not only do you want to steal peaches......

……

"Do you want to take the basket with you, hahahaha."

As he spoke, he took off the beaded flowers on the lady's head, "There are also jewelry on the heads of the seven fairies, and this stupid monkey doesn't even take it?" ”

With a "hum", several ladies disappeared in an instant, and the bead flower in Wang Sen's hand also disappeared.

"Dingding, the painting spirit has vomited blood in anger, he has never seen such a brazen person...... Intelligence +1"

The surrounding illusions vanished, and Wang Sen found himself still in this attic.

A little old man appeared in front of him, with a thief's eyebrows, "You...... Who the hell are you? As he spoke, he gasped, "I'm exhausted......"

Wang Sen glanced back at Master Wu and the Zhou family outside the attic, and several people looked at him with doubts in their eyes.

"Hey, it seems that they can't see the illusion just now," Wang Sen thought, "and they can't even see the old man in front of them." It seems that this old man is different from ordinary ghosts. ”

"What are you!" Wang Sen's eyes widened, and he shouted angrily, quite imposing.

"This ...... This ......," the little old man's eyes rolled.

Wang Sen raised his hand and secretly carried a yang palm.

It seemed that he could feel the righteousness on Wang Sen's palm, and the old man of the painting spirit trembled with fright, "Heavenly Master, Heavenly Master spare my life, I... I'm the soul of this painting. ”

"I didn't expect that there really was such a thing as a spirit," Wang Sen secretly thought, this spirit and ghost don't seem to be the same, no wonder people outside can't see this illusion, this should be a kind of ability of the spirit.

"Say, what are you hiding in this painting?"

"Heavenly Master, don't tease the little old man, how can I hide in this painting, I am the painting spirit that is slowly produced by this painting."

"Uh," Wang Sen was a little embarrassed, after all, he was not born in a professional class, and he lacked some theoretical knowledge......

"Well, this Heavenly Master is just to test you, count you honest!" Wang Sen's face turned pale.

"Yes, yes, the heavenly master's mana is boundless, the first in the world, explosive output, C-position debut, carry the whole audience ,......"

"Stop, stop, you are a painting spirit, where did you learn so many messy words......" Wang Sen's head was big for a while, this way of painting spirits is too wild......

"Heavenly Master forgives sins, Heavenly Master forgives sins, I learned it when I hung outside before, watching what the little girl was watching and watching the live broadcast of the game......"

Wang Sen in his heart: "Well, dare to love is a water friend......"

"Okay, I'll give you half a minute to introduce myself and see if I can impress me." Wang Sen looked down at his palm, turning over and over, looking nonchalant, "Let's start, say your dreams!" ”

"Yes, yes," Hua Ling cautiously glanced at Wang Sen's palm, "Heaven and earth are all things, and people are the best." All things have no spiritual wisdom, but because they have the essence of the sun and the moon, they will grow wisdom over time, or they will be demons, or spirits, or ......"

"Speak human words!" Wang Sen's eyes widened.

"Yes, yes, Xiao Lao'er is the painting spirit born from this ancient painting, and has the ability to generate illusions. Not only fascinating, but also ghostly. ”

"Huh? Make it clear, are you charming, or am I charming? Wang Sen glanced at the painting spirit.

The painting spirit shuddered, "You are charming, you are charming." This Celestial Master is the most fascinating! ”

"Hmm," Seeing Wang Sen nodding, Hua Ling couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Then why did you harm Zhou Yao's family?" Wang Sen suddenly asked sharply.

"I ...... I didn't, I was wronged! The painting spirit knelt down in shock, snorted and cried, "I'm just a painting spirit, how can I have any ability to harm people......"

"I can only generate a simple illusion, or rely on the illusion of the lady on this painting, at most the Heavenly Master is bored to relieve the Heavenly Master's boredom, how can it hurt people!"

Wang Sen nodded, he could also see that the painting spirit was turning over and over to conjure up a few fairy sisters, and it couldn't last long, it seemed that the unhappiness encountered by Zhou Yao's family was purely accidental.

"Give you two choices, first, I'll slap you to death. Second, follow me, but do not do evil. ”

"I'll pick second, I'll pick second," the painting spirit shouted, "Then from now on, Heavenly Master, you will be my boss,"

"The boss is the most handsome, I'll double click 666 for you, brush up the rocket, subscribe to go a wave, compare hearts, oh ⊙∀⊙!"

Wang Sen: "......"