Decades ago, Qin Hui felt something in her heart, and understood that if she was looking for it, she would not only find nothing, but might even be self-defeating. So Qin Hui left here and went to Hongguan Mountain, five hundred miles away, and this sleep was twenty-four years, until he was awakened by this Wang Chongwu.

Time is meaningless to Jin Xian, as the so-called born for one day and one year on earth, a day in the Great Thousand World is a year for the Middle Thousand World, and a day in the Middle Thousand World is also a year for the Small Thousand World.

Some people may think that three hundred and sixty-five years is the day of the Great Thousand Worlds in the Small Thousand Worlds, and such a proportion of time is more conducive to cultivation. But Qin Hui knew that this statement was wrong, because the closest place to the Heavenly Dao was the Great Thousand World, and the laws contained in the Middle Thousand Worlds and the Small Thousand Worlds after that were all the residues left over from the Heavenly Dao after passing through the Great Thousand Worlds, and they could not be compared with the Great Thousand Worlds at all. In the same way, the source of heaven and earth vitality borrowed by cultivators is also in the vast world.

Heaven and man collect qi and eat, it is the art of immortality and immortality. Qin Hui breathed in the mixed vitality of this world, and the thinness of the vitality here made Qin Hui feel that even immortals would not be born here. If you insist on metaphors, Qin Hui thought of the so-called cultivation realm in the novel.

Qin Hui looked at the young man in front of him, Wang Chongwu's appearance was very similar to the dead Wang Jie, Qin Hui seemed to really see that Wang Jie the moment he turned around.

"Your father's name is Wang Jie!"

Qin Hui's body stood in the air without touching the ground, and he always followed as the horse ran.

As soon as Wang Chongwu heard this, he hurriedly pulled the horse rope, turned over and dismounted, bowed his head, and hurriedly said; "Dao Chief, the Wang Jie you are talking about is the father of the family, please ask the Dao Chief to save your life!"

Qin Hui nodded silently after asking, and a feeling rose from Qin Hui's heart, telling him that he would have something to gain in this trip.

"Let's go!" Qin Hui flicked his sleeves, and a ray of light wrapped Wang Chongwu inside, and by the time Wang Chongwu came back to his senses, he had already arrived in the courtyard of his house.

"Son! O my son! ”

"Xianggong, Xianggong"

As soon as Wang Chongwu stood firm, a cry came from the living room. And Wang Chongwu's face changed even more when he heard this cry, and he hurriedly ran towards the living room.

"Big brother, big brother!"

Wang Chongwu burst into the door with a cry of surprise, and his eyes were covered with blood all over the ground and Wang Chongwen, who was staring at him with dead eyes.

"Sister-in-law, where is that evil ghost! I fought with her! ”

Wang Chongwu was really stunned after seeing the tragic death of his eldest brother, and he only had one thought of revenge in his heart for a while.

After listening to Wang Chongwu's words, the old woman hugged Wang Chongwu and didn't let him leave, because the eldest son had just died in the hands of the evil ghost, how dare the old woman let the second son go to death again.

There was a period of entanglement between the three of them, the old woman and her sister-in-law Xiujuan pulled Wang Chongwu to prevent him from leaving, while Qin Hui was forgotten in the corner and no one looked at him for a while.

"Niuniu, it's time to go home with me!"

Qin Hui sat on a chair, and her soft words spread in all directions, resounding in the hearts of countless people.

"Dao Chief, is that you!"

After listening to the words that rose in her heart, the old woman turned her head and looked at Qin Hui's position.

Decades have passed in a blink of an eye, and the appearance of Wang Jie when he first got married in his memory seems to have happened yesterday, but now that they meet again, the former bride has become an old woman, and Qin Hui's face is forever fixed when they met that day.

"It's the poor road!"

Qin Hui made a mockery, but her body sat firmly on the chair, and she didn't mean to get up at all.

"Grandma, I just heard someone calling Niu Niu!"

A little girl hid behind the old woman's back, pulled the old woman's clothes and whispered.

After listening to the little girl's words, everyone looked at Qin Hui, because the voice rose from the bottom of everyone's hearts, and whether you wanted to hear it or not, it was imprinted in the bottom of your heart.

"Niuniu, go over quickly, the Taoist is calling you!"

After several people glanced at each other, the old woman reflected, and hurriedly took the little girl's hand and was about to send it to Qin Hui's side.

"No, no!" Looking at the old woman's movements, Qin Hui shook her head with a smile, and then played with her hand and pointed out the window, and said with a smile; "She's a chick and she's not a chick. That's where I'm looking! ”

Everyone looked out with Qin Hui's hand, only to see a gray-clothed demon looking at himself and the others with a hideous expression, and there were still traces of blood on the corners of his mouth.

"Niuniu, I'm not here for my uncle yet!"

Qin Hui smiled and beckoned to the evil ghost, not only frightened everyone in the room to turn pale, but even the evil ghost was furious.

"Where did you come from, you dare to take advantage of me, I don't think you want to live!"

The evil ghost opened his mouth and a pillar of blood spurted towards Qin Hui, and she did not leave after eating Wang Chongwen's heart, but hid aside and waited for the second child of the Wang family to come back to avenge the sword.

But now that the second child of the Wang family is back, he didn't expect to bring a wild Taoist who chattered with gods, and what is even more infuriating is that this wild Taoist dares to take advantage of himself as soon as he opens his mouth.

The bright red pillar of blood headed towards Qin Hui, and the evil ghost proudly imagined the scene of Qin Hui being killed by his own blood, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Huh! What about people? ”

After laughing, the demon suddenly found that the pillar of blood he was spurting out had suddenly disappeared, and Qin Hui, who was originally sitting on the chair, disappeared along with him.

"Uncle hasn't found you for decades, you're so naughty."

Just as the evil ghost was looking around, Qin Hui's voice suddenly sounded in her ears, and then the evil ghost felt an irresistible force coming from her body, and when she looked up, she saw that she had been held in Qin Hui's arms.

"Call you naughty, call you naughty!"

Qin Hui held the demon's head in her arms, kept kneading the demon's hair with both hands, and flicked her middle finger on the demon's head from time to time, just like we were bullied by our doting elders after getting into trouble when we were children.

"Wild Daoist, don't deceive people too much!"

The evil ghost struggled in Qin Hui's hands, and Qin Hui's movements made her feel that she had lost her personality as a ghost. But no matter what she thought, Qin Hui was not something she could resist, what made her anxious was that her claws waved again and again, constantly scratching Qin Hui's clothes.

Qin Hui's clothes were transformed by a thought, and he used the method of creating something out of nothing. Although this dress is not a magic weapon, the Dao robe worn by Jin Xian on his body is not something that a country ghost can tear.

The evil ghost's face was hideous, and the corners of his mouth still had traces of blood left when he ate people's hearts, but the original face that could scare people to death was of no use to Qin Hui, and he could only be ravaged in Qin Hui's hands, and even his original terrifying appearance had a hint of pleading.

"Let go of me, you pervert, let go of me! I'm a ghost, I'm going to kill you! "As the saying goes, people are afraid of ghosts for three points, and ghosts are afraid of people for seven points. This evil ghost has its own evil grinding, and under Qin Hui's successive ravages, the evil ghost spoke with a trace of crying.

"Imp! I've killed more people than you've ever seen, and even if the Ten Halls of Yama come, you have to give me three points! If you don't still have a fate with me, I'll fry you in the oil pan and eat it! ”

Qin Hui hugged the evil ghost's waist and threatened, so frightened that the evil ghost was also trembling and didn't dare to talk back to Qin Hui, because the evil ghost was not stupid, and he knew that the person in front of him was absolutely unfathomable.

"You—you're really my uncle!"

The demon stumbled, his face bruised and scorched.

"Of course!" Qin Hui looked unhappy when she heard this, and opened her mouth to scold; "Dead girl, I've been looking for you for thirty-eight years, I'm not your uncle, can you still be my uncle!"

"No way, I haven't seen you since I was alive, how can you be my uncle!"

The evil ghost still resisted Qin Hui, she was originally the eldest lady in the Kuixing Pavilion, but a fire took away a part of her, making her originally beautiful as a flower become a hideous ghost, and she could only regain a little self-confidence by putting on the human skin she had drawn every day. And this is also the reason why after the human skin on her body was blown away by the wind, she chased her painted skin as soon as possible instead of killing the Wang brothers.

"I can't lie to you! Look at who I am! ”

Qin Hui let go of the evil ghost in his arms, and then shined brightly in the eyes of everyone, with three wreaths on the top of his head, five qi on the side of his body, and a constantly rotating golden wheel behind him, which was used to show the true appearance of the golden immortal.

"This, this!"

The evil ghost was frightened by Qin Hui's vision, after all, these three thousand worlds are connected to each other, and now Qin Hui's appearance is clearly the power to obtain the Golden Immortal Fruit Position!

"The six realms of reincarnation have washed away the memories of your past lives, let me help you and let you remember your past and present lives!"

Qin Hui let out a low snort, and pointed at the center of the demon's eyebrows with a little white light in his hand.

The white light in Qin Hui's hand was thrown into the demon's body, and a burst of rising white light enveloped it.

The evil ghost in the white light suddenly felt a slight pause in his head, and then something seemed to open, and then a tidal wave of memories came to his heart, merging with the memories of the original evil ghost in this life.

The poor planet Cullen, with no future days, looks at his grandfather who is silently crying.

The big brother who fell from the sky, the core of prosperity Pentagram, and the ten halls of Yama from the mythical world.

Memories came like a tidal wave, and the memories of the two worlds gradually merged into one, and when the demon accepted these memories, two lines of tears flowed uncontrollably.

"Uncle!"

The hideous-faced evil ghost fell on Qin Hui like a child, pulling up Qin Hui's clothes like a coquettish, feeling the joy of reunion after a long absence, how could there be any previous fight or killing.

Qin Hui and the two reunited after a long absence, and went to Qin Hui's heart. But this scene was no less than a bolt from the blue in the eyes of the Wang family, because they never thought that there would be such a relationship between the two.

"Mother, the Taoist chief is the uncle of this evil ghost, how can we avenge this big brother's revenge!" After seeing such a scene, Wang Chongwu was anxious to go back and forth, but although his words were small, Qin Hui and Niuniu, who had turned into a ghost, still listened to it at all.

"Scared!"

When Niuniu heard this, she turned her head and bared her teeth at the Wang family, which frightened everyone in the Wang family to retreat again and again.

"Niu Niu!" Qin Hui waved her hand to stop Niuniu's prank, and then looked at the Wang family and said; "This thing"

"Dao Chief, you are doing well, for the sake of the dead old king, spare my child! We won't take revenge, we won't take revenge! As soon as Qin Hui opened her mouth, the old woman was so frightened that she trembled, and couldn't help but kneel on the ground and kowtow like pounding garlic.

"Alas! I'm not an unreasonable person, I've eaten and lived in your royal house for many years, and this incense still has this affection! Qin Huisi thought about it and decided to take care of it, and then patted Niuniu's ghost claws and walked into the lobby, standing in front of the dead Wang Chongwen.

"Wang Chongwen, Wang Chongwen! The soul is back, the soul is back! ”

Qin Hui whispered a conjuring spell, and with each reciting a word, a golden light hit Wang Chongwen's corpse in his hand. The golden light melted into Wang Chongwen's body, and the blood that had originally flowed all over the ground slowly seemed to turn into small worms, which moved after a twist on the ground, crawling towards the wound on Wang Chongwen's chest.

The blood that passed out returned to Wang Chongwen's body little by little, and in the end, except for the lack of a heart on his chest, it was no different from a person who was asleep.

"There's still a heart missing!"

Qin Hui's gaze swept across the room, and then stopped at a walnut.

Qin Hui picked up the walnut on the table, and then slapped the walnut in Wang Chongwen's chest.

Knock knock, knock knock

Wang Chongwen's body began to beat after having this walnut, and at this moment, the window was suddenly blown open by a gust of wind, and Wang Chongwen's ghost appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Chongwen thank you Dao Chang for the rescue!"

Wang Chongwen's ghost hugged his fist at Qin Hui, and then Qin Hui nodded lightly, and with a wave of his hand, Wang Chongwen's soul was punched into his body.

"Chongwen, Chongwen!"

Seeing Wang Chongwen's soul enter the body, several people from the Wang family in the room gathered around the bed and called out again and again, and then without half a pillar of incense, Wang Chongwen, who was already dead, gently broke open his eyes.

"Mother!" Wang Chongwen, who woke up, looked at the white-haired old mother in front of him and shouted heavily, and then took the hands of his second brother, wife Xiujuan and daughter, and the whole family hugged and cried.

"Let's go!"

Looking at the family hugging and crying, Qin Hui pulled Niuniu's ghost claws and walked out.

"Uncle, I don't want to leave!"

After going out, Niuniu seemed a little uninterested, her hideous face was a little twisted, and her long nails scratched her gray clothes.

"Why?" Qin Hui looked at Niuniu in front of her with a smile and asked softly.

"It's a nice place, and I love it even though there's no endless entertainment or a spaceship that covers the sky!"

Niuniu lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Qin Hui's gaze, she had lived two lives and been a ghost once, but in her opinion, here was her fastest life, there was no strife and no breathless competition here, so compared to the original world here, it was more like a dream for Niuniu.

Zhouzhuang dreams of butterflies, butterflies dream of Zhuang Zhou. It seems to be a dream but not a dream, and it seems to wake up but not awake!

"It's okay to be here, what are your plans for the future? Will you be a human or a ghost in the future? ”

Qin Hui took Niuniu's hand as if she was chattering, and before Niuniu could say her answer, the two of them had already arrived outside the Kuixing Pavilion.

"It's good to be a ghost, it's good to be a ghost!"

Niu Niu's body passed in front of a large tree, and her body swayed around the woods like a fledgling bird.

"Good!"

Qin Hui nodded lightly, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Uncle, I'm begging you for something, okay?" Niu Niu flew down from the treetops, and then there was an extra scratched picture scroll in her hand, and pleaded; "This is my skin, and now I look too ugly, I want you to help me fix this skin, and it is best to make me move in the sun!"

"Good!"

Qin Hui replied with one word, and then saw Qin Hui open his mouth and squirt, and a fairy qi flew into the broken picture scroll in Niuniu's hand.

The scroll in Niuniu's hand slowly flew up, and the traces of destruction on it quickly recovered, and finally turned into a golden piece of paper, on which a young girl was painted was exactly what Niuniu looked like in her previous life.

In the picture, a girl is carrying a small schoolbag and a white dress, which looks so beautiful and innocent.

"I told your grandfather that I would give you a good future, and now I have done it!" Qin Hui stretched out his hand and beckoned the scroll down, then took out his sword and wrote softly on the scroll; "Da Luo Jinxian Qin Hui, give the picture scroll to my sister Qin Niuniu!"

Qin Hui's words turned into golden light and integrated into the picture scroll, and then Niu Niu put this picture scroll on her body, and immediately turned into the girl in her words.

There was no ghost energy on Niuniu's body that appeared again this time, and the imperceptible golden light of the Dao Dao surrounded her body, and the words written by Qin Hui danced happily around Niuniu.

"This painting will be the foundation of your life in the future, under the protection of my big characters, you are not afraid of the sun, immune to the attack of the immortals, and as long as you don't say it, no one will know about your ghost. And what you draw in the painting, you have it, this is a world of immortals in the painting! ”

Qin Hui smiled and looked at the girl in front of her, her body slowly fading.

"Uncle!" Niuniu waved her hand at Qin Hui again and again, shouting; "Thank you, take care of yourself!"

"Take care!"

Qin Hui also replied with a smile, and his body completely disappeared into this world with the shouting of this sentence.

One day in the big world, three hundred and sixty-five years in the small world. Since then, there has been a girl named Fairy in the Painting in this world, leaving many legends and legends.

In a tea shed, an old man was drinking tea and telling stories, surrounded by more than a dozen idlers in the tea shed, listening carefully.

"Uncle, your story is fake! How can there be ghosts in this world! ”

A man burst out laughing when he heard the old man finish the story, turned around and walked out of the tea shed. And unlike the man who left, the people in the tea shed who listened attentively were fascinated and couldn't help asking; "Sir, what a good story you have to tell! It's the same as the truth, I don't know if this story has a name? ”

"Name!" The old man was also stunned when he heard this, and shook his head gently.

"Old gentleman, since this story doesn't have a name, it's better to call it Painted Skin, you call this story Painted Skin, I won't take a penny of today's tea money!"

The shopkeeper of the tea shed said with a smile, and the old man nodded silently and replied; "That's called painted skin!"

"Old man, dare to ask the surname Gao?"

"Wang Chongwen"

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Ask for a subscription! Kneel and beg for subscription, the clouds are waiting for everyone! In addition, this painting skin is the 1966 version of the old painting skin, everyone who likes this kind of story can go and see it!