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Painting in ink.

There is no difficulty in winning with a pen in the left hand and a roll in the right hand.

Nearly 100 people in black, none of them dared to enter.

This is the terrible thing about Confucianism and Taoism.

Until a clear long whistle sounded, this whistle seemed to be close to the distance, like a flute like a flute, but when this whistle sounded, it was as if someone had forcibly torn a hole in the ink painting.

Ink drips.

A girl in a black dress walked into the painting.

She has a wooden hairpin on her head, her long hair reaches to her waist, her face is not powdered, delicate and beautiful, she holds a musical instrument like a gourd in her hand, and her bare lotus feet, stepping into the painting.

"You're finally here." It seems that the girl has long expected to appear.

"Yes, husband, I'm here." The girl in the black dress replied.

Husband?!

No need to guess, the identity of the girl is already obvious.

The surrounding spectators looked at the girl, and their faces showed shock.

Jiang Chaoge and Ji Ruxue were also looking at the girl, and at the same time, a name flashed in their hearts - Mo family 'Wu Su'.

"I haven't had time to visit the church with you, what husband can I talk about?" There is no difficulty in winning.

"Wu Su has entered the Hou Mansion, according to the rules, he should still call you a husband." After Wu Su finished speaking, he added: "After all, it is impossible for your loved one to call you again, so what does it matter if I satisfy you once before you die?" ”

“……”

The house was full of surprise.

It's a bit hurtful.

Jiang Chaoge guessed that it was not difficult to win, and it should be difficult for such a peerless person to accept such excitement.

In fact, Win Wuyi did look injured, his lips trembled slightly, his pen hand was clenched, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Then, he walked with steps, his feet turned into ink, and walked towards Wu Su.

Wu Su was holding a gourd and watching this scene calmly, while urging in his mouth: "Husband, hurry up, time is running out." ”

"This girl shouldn't be called Wu Su, she should be called Wu Demon...... More appropriate! ”

Jiang Chaoge's state of mind is very calm.

The more critical the moment, the more you must be patient, not in a hurry or in a hurry, watching the play, you must understand it before commenting, and don't interject indiscriminately.

Ji Ruxue is also very calm.

Just like a chess game, peace of mind is the first element, if you are in a hurry, you will lose.

And at this time, it is a little anxious.

Jiang Chaoge can understand that a man, in front of everyone, was forced to be like this by his wife who had not passed the court, and urged him to hurry up, and no one could help it.

As a result, the pace of winning without difficulty has accelerated.

"Whoosh!"

He pointed to Wu Su.

The ink on the tip of the pen floated out and turned into a pool of lake water, which fell at Wu Su's feet, rippling all over it, and drowning Wu Su in an instant.

"Dead?"

Jiang Chaoge was stunned for a moment.

But then, the long whistle resumed.

Once again, the painting was torn open.

Wu Su walked in from the mouth again, still in the same position, still in the same posture, not an inch worse, unchanged at all.

She stood in the middle of the painting, smiling all over her face.

"Husband, you're not good!"

"Enchantress!"

Win without difficulty and rage.

There was a hint of blood on his pale face.

Immediately, a mouthful of blood spurted out of the "poof".

When Ji Ruxue saw this scene, her head shook: "The borrowed luck does not belong to itself after all, although it is not difficult to win the university, but it is still a little worse than the real university, plus my body is weak and sick, I am afraid it will not last for two quarters of an hour." ”

"Miss Ji can see what kind of realm Wu Su is, right?" Jiang Chaoge asked.

"A puppeteer, one realm worse than a university scholar." Ji Ruxue replied.

"Is it a bad situation?" Jiang Chaoge was a little surprised, he actually looked at Wu Su as if he was stronger, but he didn't say it.

Instead, he asked another question: "If you are a puppeteer, why don't you see a puppet?" ”

"Isn't the puppet right in front of you?" Ji Ruxue pointed at Wu Su.

"......" Jiang Chaoge.

Good guys, that's what happened.

The people of this world are very unfathomable in their routines.

He was so naïve that he would think that a puppeteer, an old yin profession, would take the initiative to enter the 'painting realm'.

It turns out that it was a puppet who came in?

No wonder you dare to provoke a scholar so unscrupulously.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chaoge realized something in his heart: "Then the blow that won just now was not difficult, has it already broken Wu Su's first puppet?" ”

"Well, Erlang is still smart." Ji Ruxue nodded and smiled.

"Then how many puppets does this Wu Su have?"

"It's usually two or three, and it can't be more than five at most."

"Why?"

"Because, a person's soul strength is limited, and the limit of the puppeteer is only five, if you enter the big puppeteer, it may be more, but it will not be much, at most seven to the limit."

"Then if a person's soul is very strong, can there be many, many puppets?"

"Well, that's theoretical."

Jiang Chaoge came to his senses again.

This means that the stronger the soul, the more puppets you control......

So, he began to think.

"I have three souls now, if each soul controls five, then I can control fifteen puppets at the same time, and if the souls continue to split, the number of puppets can continue to increase, twenty, twenty-five, thirty, thirty-five, ......"

"Alas, it's too strong, and I always feel a little lonely."

When Jiang Chaoge watched the field again, the second Wu Su was killed again.

However, the second puppet was obviously in a worse state than just now, not only his lips were shaking, but his hands holding the pen and the scroll began to tremble.

And the long whistle returned.

The third Wu Su tore open the scroll and walked in.

"Husband, if you really can't do it, just say it, I can do it myself."

"Enchantress!"

It seems that he has tried his last strength to win: "Tell me, where is my father hidden by you?" Just tell me and I can let you go. ”

"You don't need to leave, I can go by myself, if you really want to know where Le Xinhou is, just agree to my conditions, you know what my conditions are, right?" Wu Su replied.

"Hahaha, don't think! You're dreaming! "It's no trouble to win, and he laughs angrily.

What are they talking about?

The celebrities and daughters around them were all puzzled.

Jiang Chaoge also didn't understand, so he asked again: "Could it be that there is something on this win that is what the Mo family wants?" ”

"Well, it's very likely." Ji Ruxue nodded.

"Why doesn't Miss Ji make a move, I'm afraid it's going to be okay if I win?" Jiang Chaoge felt that the drama was almost over when he saw this.

"You see?" Ji Ruxue tilted her head.

"From the current point of view, the Lexin Hou Mansion is probably controlled by the Mo family, and the purpose should be something...... I've always felt that the presiding officer of Lingzhu Temple is also looking for something, so I boldly guess that there may be some connection between the two, and of course, there is also a possibility. ”

"What is possible?"

"Life is like a play."

"Huh."

"Then Miss Ji is going to make a move?"

"Well, it's time to make a move, but the first element in dealing with the puppeteer is to find out where her true body is hiding, otherwise, it will only be in vain."

"So, Miss Ji is watching a play on the surface, but she is actually looking for Wu Su's real body?" Jiang Chaoge immediately understood what Ji Ruxue meant: "Miss Ji is worthy of being the youngest chess player in Daqin, strategizing and winning a thousand miles!" ”

"Hehe, or Erlang is smarter, I guessed it for you again, why don't you guess again, I am in the painting, I can't get out, how did I find Wu Su?"

"Kuroko and Shiroko?"

"That's right!"