Can't finish eating and walking?

As soon as this idea came to mind, the artist himself was taken aback.

When he looked at it again, his face, which was originally calm and even had a confident smile, suddenly changed color in shock.

The ...... in the sack It's a living monster in the painting wall!

Song Lanyi was puzzled by the crowd in the stands, and lifted the sack, revealing nothing else, but a man with a beautiful face who was not inferior to a woman.

Some of them have delicate faces, which are comparable to the specially raised little ones in the flower building.

Seeing this scene, the people below exclaimed, "Which family's son is this, he was born so beautiful." ”

Song Lanyi mentioned the spirit, and saw the latter's eyes showing a fierce light, how could there be a charming and pitiful appearance in the painting wall before?

Song Lanyi's thumb pressed lightly and pressed it on the waist and abdomen of the spirit.

It's just that this finger goes down, but it gives her a grotesque feeling.

It's as if under the skin, except for the bones, there is an empty space, and there are no flesh and blood meridians that people have.

Song Lanyi glanced at the spirit more, and where the spirit didn't see it, her eyes slowly rotated, and her pupils were deep and dark, like a bottomless cold pool.

After a few breaths, she had a plan in her heart.

At this moment, there was another small muttering from the audience, "Poor yo, such a handsome offspring is tied in a sack like this."

As soon as these words came out, many people nodded in approval.

It's just that more people have a bystander attitude.

Don't you see those strange men, all jumping out of the painting wall?

Why are these people hiding in the painting wall, and why is Song Lanyi dragging them out......

These need to be pondered.

The painter listened to the discussion in the audience, and couldn't help but smile on his face.

It's just that when he looked at Song Lanyi, he suddenly changed his face.

"Little girl, these are all helpers I invited, why do you bother us craftsmen? The peasants rely on the sky to eat, we rely on people to eat, this is an iron rice bowl, don't cut off our way of life. ”

"Craftsman?" Song Lanyi raised his eyebrows, carried the back of the neck of a spirit, directly pulled out the short sword at his waist, and slashed hard along the center of the back of the spirit's neck, that is, the bones of the spine.

I saw that a human skin actually flew with Song Lanyi's ten fingers, and fell off from the skeleton of the spirit.

The crowd screamed first, which meant that Song Lanyi was a mad murderer, who actually killed people in broad daylight.

It's just that after a while, everyone heard the usual curse from the spirit's mouth, and they slowly came back to their senses.

Which family's son, after being skinned, can still curse in his mouth as always?

Song Lanyi saw that everyone reacted slowly, and then looked at the painter who knew that the lie had been punctured, and his legs trembled like chaff, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Now I finally know that this is not a human, but a mountain spirit, right?

It's just that before she was completely relieved, she suddenly saw an old woman in the audience, she actually cried and fell to her knees with a poof.

"O gods! My family offended Hebo last year, and the flood washed the fields, I don't know if the old fairy can give immortal magic, so that we don't have to beg for a living in the city, a hammer in the east, and a hammer in the west to suffer? ”

Hearing this, the people who had heard and seen all kinds of gods fell down in large numbers.

Even those who didn't believe in the gods very much, seeing this strange scene at this moment, also had the idea of not believing in vain, kneeling on the ground, and bowing to the skeleton frame.

At this moment, Song Lanyi stood on the high platform, looking down at the people below, and suddenly felt chills all over his body.

This kind of cold is not the kind of cold that blows in the light wind under the cold spring season.

Instead, it was chilling from the bottom of my heart, and then little by little it spread to the limbs and hundreds of remains, layer by layer, for a while, as if covered by frost, naked between heaven and earth, so that in the end, there were thin goosebumps on my arms, and when my fingers touched it, I could still feel the slightly raised hairy muscles.

She wanted to be angry, she wanted to scream, she wanted to say to the amiable and respectable, but also pitiful and pathetic people down there—they were all liars. There are no gods in the world, and it is not the gods who really write miracles in history, but themselves.

When the painter saw her, his legs returned to their normal appearance at some point, he looked at Song Lanyi, smiled contemptuously, lowered his voice, and said in a voice that only Song Lanyi and he could hear, "You see, you speak up for this group of foolish people, and instead of thanking you, they are grateful to me, the culprit. Do you dare to say that you don't have half of the indignation in your heart? ”

After saying that, he looked up and laughed again, "Don't ask for yourself anymore." Let me tell you, little girl, that the water in this southern realm is deeper than you think. The people of this place are more ...... than you think. And stupid! So stupid that you ride on their necks, eat their flesh raw, and drink their blood, and they will smile and bow their heads, like the most lowly slaves......"

Before the last slave could finish speaking, Song Lanyi punched him directly.

A dull collision sounded, the painter wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, looked at Song Lanyi with fierce eyes, and spit out two fallen back molars with a "phew", "Do you know who I am?" ”

Song Lanyi sneered, this time, she directly fisted and kicked each other, hitting the painter with his head and screaming in pain, and even the paintbrush in his hand was trampled in half by Song Lanyi.

"It doesn't matter what you are. I only want to tell you one thing, the people of the Yin Division, when they come to the yang world and receive the incense of the yang world, they have to abide by the rules of the yang world! ”

"Here, it's the tiger, you have to lie down; It's a dragon, you have to coil! ”

After saying this, Song Lanyi also learned from the painter's appearance, attached it to the painter's ear, and said compassionately, "Since you think that Yin Si has the style of Yin Si, then I will let you see the rules of the yang world." ”

The rules of the yang world?

The painter was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Song Lanyi meant by suddenly saying this.

In the next moment, the flow of people in the distance suddenly spread outward, and then the two sides diverged, and a group of guards riding tall horses, in good spirits, and cold armor, came over with swords and halberds.

When they saw the scene on the stage, they seemed to be a little stunned, and subconsciously looked at Niu Dali in the crowd.

This...... It is in the mouth of the prince...... Song Lanyi, who is weak and bullied by others?

But looking at the appearance of the dead and wounded, I don't know, I thought it was a female bandit who came out of nowhere.

However, this does not prevent them from completing their tasks.

I saw the leading guard walk up to the painter, and he didn't look at the spirit that fell to the ground, and he snorted coldly, "Take these demons ...... Take it all! ”

It's over today~

(End of chapter)