After Zhang Dehuai heard about this incident from the mouth of the previous chief manager, he secretly paid attention to it and kept it all the time, but he never opened it, so he didn't know what this painting was.

Because of this, when he first saw a blank piece of paper, he seemed a little stunned.

Zhang Xuan didn't suspect that Zhang Dehuai was deceiving himself, he only felt that his method was wrong, so in desperation, he had to ask the lion man what he should do.

"This question is worth three in-game coins. The lion man appeared, stood on Zhang Xuan's shoulder, and said.

"Good. ”

Zhang Xuan agreed and paid three game coins, which was not expensive at all.

Accepting the game currency, the lion man gave the answer happily, "Moonlight." ”

Anyway, it's gone.

Zhang Xuan was a little surprised, he was not surprised by the disappearance of the lion man, he had long been accustomed to this kind of thing, he was surprised that a picture needed moonlight.

So he took the picture out of the treasure house and stood in the moonlight, holding his breath and intensifying his vigilance.

The fact that one method requires three in-game coins is enough to show that this painting is extraordinary.

Finding the right one for yourself is definitely not a simple thing.

At this time, the night was deep, the bright moon was in the sky, and the moonlight was sprinkled like water in the courtyard in front of the treasure house, and at the same time, it also fell on Zhang Xuan's body, as well as ...... On the white paper scroll that Zhang Xuan was holding in his hand.

The bright moon was bright, and the silver-white moonlight shone on the white paper, but in a few blinks of an eye, Zhang Xuan saw a trace of black lines, gradually showing on the white paper scroll.

From shallow to deep, from blurry to clear.

For a moment and a half, the white paper was illuminated by the moonlight, and a picture was clearly displayed.

A picture of a woman bathing.

In a lonely sycamore courtyard, a woman was bathing, Zhang Xuan couldn't see the woman's face clearly, because the other party had his back to him, and Zhang Xuan couldn't see anything except his shoulders and long black hair.

This is a picture that kills?

It doesn't look like it anyway.

Could it be that there is something mysterious in this picture, that he is clumsy and can't see it? Zhang Xuan stared at it, and he patrolled the scroll again and again. Still didn't find anything, let alone a mystery.

However, this painting is very realistic, and there is even a 3D three-dimensional feeling, as if the sycamore leaves inside are about to fall out.

Zhang Xuan was not only extremely surprised, was there such a great painter in ancient times? Even the painting saint Wu Daozi was not so powerful.

If this kind of painting does appear, it should not be unrecorded. Or is it that this painter only spent such a picture in his life, and it was sealed, so he didn't see the light of day, and was finally destroyed?

Zhang Xuan's eyes sparked on the corner of the scroll, but he didn't find the signature, not even the artist's seal.

This picture of a woman bathing is clean except for painting, with no inscription, no signature, and no seal.

This made Zhang Xuan feel extremely surprised, this is not good at all.

Generally speaking, the ancients painted such beautiful paintings, shouldn't they write their names generously and stamp their own seals, so that they can be famous through the ages.

But why the person who painted this picture, doesn't care at all.

"Deng's disciple, you should be killed!"

At this moment, a voice sounded in Zhang Xuan's ears, Zhang Xuan suddenly raised his head, turned his head left and right, and found that there was no one around him, so where did this voice come from.

Zhang Xuan didn't think he had heard it wrong, although the voice was very weak, but Zhang Xuan's ears and eyes were clear, and he couldn't hear it wrong at all.

Just now, someone did say in his ear that the disciple should be killed.

What kind of disciple, why did you become a disciple?

Zhang Xuan didn't know why, he looked down at the scroll, his eyes couldn't help but widen suddenly, and he almost screamed.

Because of the woman, the woman is gone.

The picture of the woman bathing just now, the woman bathing in the pond in the courtyard, is gone. It's incredible, even if it's 3D, it's impossible to be 3D like this.

It's not scientific at all. It was a painting, but the woman in the bath disappeared.

Hell alive. This thought flashed through Zhang Xuan's mind, but the pupils of his eyes suddenly contracted violently, could it be that it was really a ghost?

The universe is so big that it's weird.

Gods and monsters all exist, so the existence of [ghosts] does not seem to be an impossible thing.

On the contrary, this kind of thing is quite possible.

When I think that everyone who has seen this painting has died mysteriously in a dream, it is possible that the female ghost in the painting can't do it.

Ghost, can you kill people in your dreams? Zhang Xuan thinks of course you can, there's nothing wrong with it.

So the person who said the sentence that the disciple should be killed just now was not a person, but the female ghost in the painting, and he accidentally saw the other party bathing, so the other party had a murderous intention.

That's good, that's what it looks like.

Killing people in dreams is interesting.

Zhang Xuan, who solved the mystery, put away the painting, held it in his arms, and swaggered away from the treasure house, leaving behind a crumbling Zhang Dehuai who seemed to be falling into the sky.

When Zhang Xuan returned to Renshou Palace with the scroll, he found that the palace was brightly lit, and a woman with a phoenix crown was sitting on the bed in a daze, refusing to sleep.

This woman is naturally Queen Xiao, who was a mess of Ye Shi's blackening.

Seeing Zhang Xuan coming back from outside, the woman immediately got up to greet her, walked up to Zhang Xuan and bowed, "Concubine see Your Majesty." ”

"Get up. Zhang Xuan helped this woman up, looked at the other party's ruddy face, and had a headache, to be honest, he really had no love for the three-dimensional woman, but this woman has no one so far, obviously waiting for herself.

If I had known, I wouldn't have come back, I would have just gone somewhere else to make do with the night.

Now this situation makes Zhang Xuan feel very embarrassed.

"Your Majesty?" Seeing Zhang Xuan looking at Zhang Xuan with a tangled expression, Empress Xiao was a little confused, so she called out in a low voice.

"No, nothing. Zhang Xuan shook his head and said, "I'm a little tired, let's go to bed early today." ”

Empress Xiao's face turned red and said, "Yes, Your Majesty." ”

After that, he took off his clothes for Zhang Xuan, and when he saw the picture scroll in Zhang Xuan's arms, he couldn't help but be curious, and he picked it up and wanted to open it.

"No, I can't. Zhang Xuan stopped him.

"Your Majesty. "Empress Xiao was a little aggrieved.

Zhang Xuan snatched the scroll from her hand and said indifferently: "It's not a good thing, you can't open it." ”

When Empress Xiao saw Zhang Xuan's solemn expression, she didn't touch the scroll again, and nodded softly.

Zhang Xuan put the picture scroll aside, took off his clothes and just got into the quilt, the woman got in without a strand and gently hugged Zhang Xuan.

"Your Majesty, the concubine ...... today"

"I said, I'm a little tired, let's do it today, I'll go to bed first. ”