The doorman left the door open and didn't notice her. Seeing this, Yang Lan immediately jumped down and disappeared into the morning glow in three or two clicks.

She ran a long way and didn't hear anything. I think the doorman hasn't noticed that there are a few more paintings on the door of his house.

Yang Lan ran back to her room. The route she came back was not the route she had just taken. She is extremely cautious, and she does not dare to appear even if there is even the slightest loophole. When she finally sat down in her room. Yang Lan realized that after such an hour, her body had been soaked in cold sweat!

With a yawn, Yang Lan took off her clothes. I collapsed on the bed and prepared to catch up on sleep. This time, she didn't even wash off the disguise on her face!

Lying on the bed, Yang Lan thought that there were a total of five picture scrolls, and she still had one copy here. As long as one of the four copies posted is seen by everyone, those who deliberately use themselves will cry!

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel proud. A big smile appeared on his face. Big eyes peeked out of the quilt, blinked a few times, and Yang Lan muttered, "Hmph! Do you really think I'm a bully? ”

After a while, she said in confusion, "How could I use that strange pen to draw and write?" It's amazing. At this time, she faintly felt in her heart that most of her past life was Sizhu and the elders, and what they had done in it. Make your memories less complete.

However, she thought about it for a moment and put it aside. With a yawn, Yang Lan muttered, "Sleep." When you wake up, it's definitely going to be fun outside. ”

She smiled again, turned over, and put the quilt over her little head.

After a while, she moved in the quilt, and a hateful scolding voice came out of the quilt: "This damn Chang Lin! If I saw him, I would have stripped him naked and hung him on the wall! The anger in his voice was overwhelming, and he was simply angry!

Yang Lan, who had done a great event, slept really darkly this night. This kind of emotional ups and downs is an extremely rare experience for Yang Lan. Therefore, once the burden is put down, she will sleep very soundly.

I don't know how long she slept, when she opened her sleepy eyes dimly and saw the bright sunlight outside. It took me a while to remember that I seemed to have done something earth-shattering not long ago.

She grinned and jumped out of bed. After freshening up, he put on his boy's makeup and ran outside.

This time, Yang Lan realized that it was noon. The inn was full of people, talking and laughing one by one.

She didn't bother to listen, and quickened her pace and ran towards the place where she had posted her portrait. However, after running three places in a row and finding that the portrait was gone, and there was no congestion around the portrait, and there was not even the slightest abnormality, Yang Lan couldn't help but panic a little.

She ran to the door of the Zhuangzi in the Heavenly Valley again, and when she looked at it from a distance, it was as clean as yesterday. Yang Lan muttered in her heart: Could those people be so good? I posted it a moment before everyone had to get up. They were all destroyed so quickly?

She walked listlessly towards the inn. I walked inside and ordered a few side dishes. Holding his chin in his hands, he stared out blankly.

At this time, an old man's voice said: "Today's rivers and lakes have really changed for a while. Hehe, I didn't expect such a fun thing to happen. ”

As soon as she heard the word fun, Yang Lan immediately pricked up her ears.

A middle-aged Humpty Dumpty man sitting next to the old man said, "That's that." Thinking of acting in seclusion has always been mysterious. Haha, I really didn't expect that they also have today. At this moment, as soon as the things they had been thinking about for a long time were exposed, they were afraid that they would quickly hide. ”

The old man smiled and said, "That's natural, this morning, when the guards of Rutiangu looked at them one by one according to the drawings on the map, although they found a lot of things, they all slipped away!" ”

A young man dressed as a scholar said: "Xiaosheng is curious, who painted the painting? It can really be said that there is no one before and no one after you. ”

As soon as she heard the painting, Yang Lan immediately came to her senses. Her bright eyes looked at the people expectantly, an expression of excitement for listening to gossip.

There are really a lot of people who have the same expression as her. At this time, another ordinary-looking young man, who was also dressed as a scholar and holding a folding fan in his hand, asked anxiously: "This brother, have you seen those paintings clearly?" Is that painting really vivid and vivid? It's a pity that I was a little late and didn't see the portrait. ”

When the scholar heard so many people looking at him expectantly, he couldn't help but smile proudly and said, "That's indeed an incredible painting technique and calligraphy. Xiao Sheng has never heard of it. In such a small place as rice paper, the portrait can not only be painted with dozens of people, but everyone's expressions are vivid, as if in front of them. And it can also be mentioned in hundreds of words. The words are really fluent and have a unique style. It's just that it doesn't seem to be mentioned by a brush. ”

As soon as they said this, Yang Lan already smiled and narrowed her eyes. She was now completely sure that her plan had succeeded.

As soon as the scholar said this, the young man immediately became excited. Lifting the glass in his hand, he walked towards him. At this time, a fat man said unhappily: "You sour people, don't say anything about such a big thing as the hidden sect, and are entangled in any paintings and words." It's boring! ”

As soon as he said it, the two people dressed as scholars immediately gave him a roll of their eyes, and they had an incomprehensible look on their faces.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a long beard said, "Not bad! The one who does this must be some of the worldly masters. He happened to see what the Hidden Sect was doing, and gave everyone a wake-up call in advance! This one is a good awakening, otherwise, there will be more tragedies like Jiulongmen! ”

Hearing this, Yang Lan was already smiling so much that she couldn't see her eyebrows. If it weren't for the fear of the people of the hidden sect to report the incense, she really wanted to stand up, patted her chest and said loudly: I am the one who has made great contributions!

As soon as the middle-aged man with a long beard finished speaking, a plain-clothed girl asked excitedly: "Uncle Zhang, did you say that the regent Chang Lin now knows about it?" If he knew, wouldn't he come? ”

A young man sitting next to her said, "Second sister, you are really a woman's knowledge. Where is the reason for the regent's words to be taken back. What's more, in this way, the conspiracy of those people will be exposed. He can even come. ”

The second sister reached out and pinched the young man's arm, making him scream a few times. Flattened his mouth and said happily: "Great, people really want to see Chang Lin." It is said that he is the real number one beautiful man in the world. Speaking of this, her eyes were red, her hands were on her cheeks, and she said dreamily: "People really want to see it!" ”

The pinched young man looked very similar to her, and on his delicate face, he couldn't stand rolling his eyes at the moment. Uncle Zhang, who was middle-aged and long-bearded on the side, nodded and said, "Yes, what kind of person is Chang Lin?" What's more, now that the other party's plan has been revealed, he has to come. ”

At this moment, a strange laugh came from the corner. The voice was so hoarse and unpleasant that everyone couldn't help but look at it. But in the innermost corner, there was a small man wearing a hat on his head. I couldn't see his face clearly, but judging from his clothes, he should be a man in his thirties.

He laughed so strangely, and the uncle frowned at the moment, and asked, "Does this old brother have a different opinion?" ”

The strange man snorted and said lightly: "I don't have any ideas, but have you ever thought about why the portrait posted by the mysterious man was robbed and stolen in such a short period of time?" ”

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Thank you for your understanding and support!

Some people suggested that the dream of the troubled times should be added to the renewal force. Oh, this can't work, because I have to finish the entire 600,000-word "Fox Opera Red Dust" and hand it over to the publishing house before December, so I am under a lot of pressure now. Only one chapter a day update can be maintained.