"But didn't the adjutant say that it would take him three days to get back?" Although Wanxi was smart, she never thought to doubt what the adjutant said.

Wu Lingheng's hand touched the hairline on her forehead, "Do you remember that you were by the Boqing Bridge, and an old man transmitted a message to you?" ”

"Of course I do, but it happened a dozen hours ago." Wanxi said gently.

Wu Lingheng said slowly: "There is a sound transmission technique in the secret technique of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, but there is only an old man named Xuan Qingzhen. ”

"It's him over there, help us." Wanxi replied.

Wu Lingheng coughed a few times, and his fingers covered his lips.

And there was blood flowing from between his fingers.

Wanxi's heart twitched, "Husband." ”

"I'm fine, Wanxi, that Taoist priest is the one who saved my father in Baifen Village back then." Although Wu Lingheng's face was haggard, his eyes were unusually dark.

Wanxi didn't understand, "I...... I don't really understand, what does it have to do with my dad coming back. ”

"Have you ever thought about the reason why he didn't show up?" Wu Lingheng asked.

Wanxi knows that this Xuan Qing Zhenren is so powerful.

It's easy to kill a corpse, there's no need to sell yourself.

deliberately did not show up, and the sound transmission asked her to save people.

She said, "I'm afraid the real person is far away." ”

"I suspect that my father met this old bull nose in the army." Wu Lingheng's tone at this time was really the same as that of Warlord Wu.

Wanxi also understood at all, "Do you think that Dad wants to return to Yuanshu Town with Xuan Qingzhen." ”

"That guy tossed the third aunt and the second aunt, and the next target is naturally Dad." Wu Lingheng sneered in his heart.

The father thought he was a wise man, but when he met the old man, he became a corpse demon.

It's not that you have to be a turtle with a shrunken head, waiting for the master to save it.

Wanxi pulled out the evil qi of Wu Lingheng's wound almost.

Only then did he help him with medicine and bandage, while talking about his worries about this matter, "But in the past three days, won't the corpse demon harass the Wu Mansion?" ”

"He is the man of the year, and most of them will not embarrass us." Wu Lingheng vaguely guessed the relationship between this person and Miss Yue.

It's just that there is no evidence to confirm, so I can't be sure.

Wanxi said: "If he knew Miss Yue, of course he wouldn't embarrass us, but the eldest brother and second sister ......."

"What do you care about them?" Wu Lingheng said impatiently.

If the identity of the corpse demon is really as he imagined, he will definitely not take the initiative to do anything to him and Wanxi.

made a move in the second aunt's courtyard, most likely because his whereabouts were discovered.

As long as you don't provoke him, it shouldn't have any effect on them.

Wanxi's lips trembled, and she said, "They...... It's all our relatives. ”

"In this current situation, it's good to take care of yourself." Wu Lingheng said ruthlessly.

Wanxi knew in her heart that her husband was duplicitous again.

By the Boqing River, when dealing with corpse demons.

The husband has already moved to sacrifice his life to protect Wu Yougang's thoughts.

It shows that he is just mean in his mouth, and he values his relatives more than everything in his heart.

Tactful temperament is obedient and does not argue.

His eyes were a little tired, but he still had to get up and pack the medicine box.

"Take a break." He stroked the top of her head.

She obediently knelt on his knees, closed her eyes and said meekly, "Husband, it's time for lunch." ”

"It's okay to eat later." He just wanted to enjoy more of how she felt when she was around.

Wanxi was quiet and silent, accompanying him.

I don't know why, Lanzhu didn't come to deliver lunch today.

The two of them leaned on each other like statues.

It seems like a waste of time.

For them, it is the most sincere and precious time.

He said in his heart, if he knew that he would love her so much today.

No matter what, I would never marry this innocent girl.

The fact that a living ghost can live to be twenty years old is a gift from Yama.

Further down, it's only four years.

Four years later, she was eighteen.

In her heart, she was also thinking about it tacitly.

She didn't want him to be weak, so he died early.

Even if he exhausts his yang life, he hopes that his husband can live.

Keep living......

even moved evil thoughts and killed Zhang......

Or Big Brother!!

No!!

How could she move such evil thoughts, the eldest brother is their relative.

But the eldest brother has already started to kill their children.

Under the inner struggle and entanglement, it is as uncomfortable as ten thousand arrows piercing the heart.

Tears fell from the corners of his eyes unconsciously.

She was afraid that Wu Lingheng would find out, so she asked him the reason for his tears.

I couldn't answer embarrassed, so I quickly wiped it.

"Wanxi, bring me my painting tools." He said suddenly.

Wanxi's nose was sore, and her tears were only half wiped away.

I was startled for a moment, and I coughed before saying, "Wait." ”

Wu Lingheng had already discovered that her voice was a little wrong.

But she didn't know what she was thinking, and she didn't ask more.

Thinking that it might be the terrible things of the past few days, it must have shocked her.

Since she didn't want to confide, it was definitely best not to ask.

Wanxi calmed down before she got up to get the painting tools, "Why does the husband suddenly want to paint?" ”

"Teach you how to draw, foreigners' drawing." Wu Lingheng took off his mask and showed a charming smile.

Wanxi has seen his appearance countless times.

Every time I saw it, I couldn't help it, and the mud feet sank in, "With a pencil? ”

"No, with watercolors." Wu Lingheng smiled lightly.

Wanxi has seen watercolors hanging on the walls of the house.

But it's all Chinese painting, and it pays attention to a kind of artistic conception.

Anyway, most of the paintings, she can't understand them.

I don't know what kind of virtue foreigners have when they paint.

Wanxi blushed and said, "As long as it's not a foreigner, it's good to have an oil painting without clothes." ”

"The oil paintings of foreigners are not all without clothes." Wu Lingheng laughed at her.

Her face turned even redder, "What does your husband want to teach me to draw?" ”

"Just look at it." Wu Lingheng first used a pencil to type a manuscript.

The silhouette is a woman, but I don't know who to draw.

Wanxi thought, is it herself?

But the woman's body, although it was only scribbled.

But there is a beautiful temperament of everyone, which cannot be imitated by ordinary women.

It seems like......

Mona Lisa's smile in the feeling of that lady.

However, this woman's identity seems to be more noble.

Wearing a flag head, the corners of his mouth are only slightly hooked.

Manchurian women?

Wanxi looked at it carefully, and began to color his manuscript after sketching it at will, "It takes a few more times to color it to have a sense of layering." ”

Sure enough, the husband's coloring is layer by layer.

At first, the colors on it don't look real.

A few more layers, there is a change of light and shade.

The people in the painting are more and more like real people, like photographs.

And it's more realistic than the photos.

After all, the things on the photo are only black, white and gray.

Less than half of the painting is completed, and the person in the painting seems to be alive.

At any time, I will come out of the painting.

"Knock knock knock-" There was a knock on the courtyard door.

I was going to open the door, but the door was just hidden.

The man walked straight in, and his boots were very majestic.

"What are you doing here?" Wu Lingheng glanced at it, but did not stop his brush.

The adjutant entered the room and sat down at random.

From his pocket, he took out a cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth, "Just to ask, does the second aunt have to wait for her breath to be buried before she can be buried." ”

"Do you need to ask? No smoking. Wu Lingheng said coldly.

The adjutant froze, "Why do you have so many rules here?" ”

"It's you who are presumptuous, what's wrong with you coming back from Gyeongju this time, and suddenly you floated." Wu Lingheng said sternly.

The adjutant smiled, "The marshal is not here, I have to bear the majesty of an elder." ”

"Painting a tiger is not an anti-dog, you don't learn from my father at all." Wu Lingheng complained.

The adjutant saw that he was still drawing, and got up curiously to take a look at what he had drawn.

The cigarettes in my mouth fell to the ground.

I looked at it dumbfounded for a long time before I said slowly: "You are painting Mrs. Handsome, you ...... You ......"

It's too similar.

"Like?" Wu Lingheng asked.

The adjutant stopped talking, the third young master had never seen her.

But I saw it with my own eyes, and she fished it out of the river.

When you see her death, imagine what she looked like when she was alive.

Heart......

How much it hurts!

The expression on the adjutant's face stiffened for a long time before he said, "Why did you suddenly remember to draw her?" ”

"Boring."

Wu Lingheng said.

This sentence killed the sky and the air froze.

There was silence in the room, and no one spoke.

After a long time, Wu Lingheng asked, "Before you and your father left Yuanshu Town, you set off that gunshot." ”

"You've been able to distinguish gunshots since you were a child, and it's not hard to recognize my M1911." When the adjutant said this, he admitted it.

Wu Lingheng put down his pen and looked at the adjutant, "Why did you shoot at that time?" ”

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