Fu Duoxi grabbed the scroll and lifted it up and flicked it down, and the scroll unfolded instantly, and what fell into his eyes was the back of the canvas, which was no different from the framed background of an ordinary silk canvas painting.

Could this monster hunter be an imposter who uses tricks to trick people? Fu Duoxi was originally suspicious of Yan Jiu's appearance as a demon hunter, and the demon hunters who deal with demon spirits and monsters are not as righteous as Yan Chixia, nor will they be dressed like a magician performing on stage, and they will not be such a superficial reason to make up for the sake of rice.

Fu Duoxi was about to turn the scroll to see what kind of picture was on the front, and then decide whether to expose the demon hunter's tricks, but his wrist was about to turn, when he suddenly heard Yan Jiu exclaim in surprise, and fell to his knees.

"Ancestor, ancestor, ancestor, ......"

Yan Jiu was stunned at first when he saw Fu Duoxi unfolding the painting scroll, and then reacted and knelt on the ground to worship, calling "Master" three times in a row, and kowtowing three times.

Fu Duoxi thought he had heard it wrong, and Gangquan still called her little sister's demon hunter, and now called her Shizu? Do you want to shout the ancestor in a hurry? No, the other party should be the person on the picture scroll, could it be that the ancestor of the demon hunter is painted on the picture scroll?

These tricksters are full of tricks and have an unmatched ability to adapt to changes.

Fu Duoxi didn't pay attention to Yan Jiu and turned the scroll.

The front of the scroll seems to be shrouded in a layer of pale gold light, and on the sparkling silk canvas, a small red fox with one hand above his head is depicted......

"Fox Xiaomeng!" Seeing that the little fox demon was indeed sealed in the painting scroll, Fu Duoxi was a little excited. At this time, Yan Jiu stood up, stretched out his hands and trembled to help Fu Duoxi's arm.

Fu Duoxi was engrossed in the little fox demon in the painting, shaking the painting scroll, hoping to make the little fox demon in the painting move.

Yan Jiu couldn't help Fu Duoxi's arm, and was hit in the face by Fu Duoxi's elbow.

Yan Jiu hung his head respectfully, and he didn't dare to rub his face when he was hit.

In front of him is the ancestor of the Divine Hidden Sect. As for why Yan Jiu is so sure, it is because there is a legend in the Shenyin Gate, before the ancestor of the Shenyin Gate ascended, he passed on the Cloud Piercing Sword and the Demon Painting Scroll he wore to the head disciples, and the two treasures were hidden in the Xianmen Treasure Pavilion together with the Zhenshan Stone Beast. Except for the ancestor, no one could unfold the demon painting scroll at will and pull out the cloud-piercing sword.

Yan Jiu felt that Fu Duoxi could easily unfold the painting scroll, it must be the reincarnation of the ancestor. The heart of admiration and worship is like a surging river, how to look at the blessing and happiness, how to be reborn from the ancestors......

"Master, Master, you try the Cloud Piercing Sword again, I also got these two treasures when I went out of the mountain this time...... The ancestor still doesn't know, our Xianmen's Zhenshan stone beast continues to make strange noises, and the head suspects that another stone beast guarding the dragon river in the capital may be destroyed, and there will be a big demon in the world to stir up the storm. The head ordered me to go down the mountain with the Demon Painting Scroll and the Cloud Piercing Sword to find out the situation......"

Fu Duoxi has been trying to find a way to get the little fox demon out of the painting, and Yan Jiu's endless talk made her a little upset.

"Don't talk about those who don't have it, help me find a way to get Fox Xiaomeng out."

Fu Duoxi put the scroll on the small dining table, the table was too small, and the scroll hung down to the ground, and the little fox demon in the painting was broken in two. I quickly lifted the scroll again, walked to the back window, and hung it on the window frame.

Fu Duoxi turned his face to look at Yan Jiu, Yan Jiu hurriedly leaned over and respectfully explained that all the demons and monsters that were included in the scroll would become a portrait painting, and they would definitely not be able to get out. After 7749 days, the portrait will slowly fade and finally become a blank slate, which means that by that time, the demons and monsters will be completely gone......

"Doesn't the master remember his treasure?"

Yan Jiu didn't suspect that the master in front of him was not the ancestor, he was worried about the memories of the ancestor after he was reborn. In case the ancestor refuses to recognize him, this Zeng Zeng Zeng...... Disciple grandson, then didn't he miss a great opportunity to get close to his ancestor.

"It's not my treasure."

Fu Duoxi looked at the little fox demon in the painting very sadly, I don't know what kind of ordeal the little fox demon is going through, if it is really like Yan Jiu said that the little fox demon will be scattered in another forty-nine days, then she is the number one murderer who killed the little fox demon.

You shouldn't have let the Demon Hunter in!

Fu Duoxi felt bitter about his powerlessness, and when he saw Yan Jiu hand over a jet-black sword that shone with a ghostly light, he pushed it away.

"Master, you just try, this cloud-piercing sword is the ancestor's belongings, and it will only shine when it encounters evil demons. Shi Zu used this cloud-piercing sword to slash the Great Demon of the Western Heavens and the Black Demon of the Northern Realm...... Our Immortal Sect disciples have never seen the sword body of the Cloud Piercing Sword of the Master Ancestor. Master Ancestor quickly draw his sword and let me see ....... ”

Yan Jiu didn't give up, and almost stuffed the hilt of the sword into Fu Duoxi's hand.

At this time, Fu Duoxi's mood was painful and self-blame, and he was forced into the sword in his hand by Yan Jiu, adding another anger. Raising his hand, he pulled out the sword and put it directly on Yan Jiu's neck.

Yan Jiu shrunk his neck and opened his mouth, staring at Fu Duoxi, the word master finally couldn't be called.

Of course, Fu Duoxi didn't want to cut Yan Jiu, he casually threw the black sword on the ground, turned his head to look at the little fox demon in the scroll, and his eyes were about to cry.

Stretched out his hand and groped the little fox demon in the painting, as if he was touching the fluffy back hair of the little fox demon on weekdays......

"Fox Xiaomeng, it's my sister who is not good, my sister didn't protect you well......"

Tears finally welled up in Fudoki's closed eyes, and Fudoki muttered.

How do you feel the feeling of hairiness under your fingertips, and suddenly the voice of the little fox demon came from your ears: "Sister! ”

Is it a hallucination? Fu Duoxi opened his eyes and saw the little fox demon standing in front of him holding his hands up, he was immediately surprised and delighted, and reached out to hold the little fox demon into his arms.

The little fox demon hugged Fu Duoxi's neck and sniffled.

"I was in so much pain just now, it looked like I had been whipped a lot, and I felt like I had been pricked with a needle......"

Yan Jiu opened his eyes and watched the little fox demon come back to life from a portrait painting, this strange scene once again refreshed Yan Jiu's cognition, holding the dark cloud-piercing sword in his hand, and stupidly watching the little fox demon hugging his ancestor and being coquettish.

"Yikes! That's Uncle Mi. ”

The little fox demon's exclamation made Fu Duoxi turn his attention to the painting scroll. Just now, it was a portrait of a little fox demon, but now it has been replaced by a portrait of a black cat demon.

The black cat demon was also accepted by Yan Jiu!

Fu Duoxi put down the little fox demon and groped his fingertips on the portrait of the black cat demon. This time it didn't go as smoothly as just now, and I felt that my fingertips were going to wear out, so I fished out the black cat demon......

Fu Duoxi thought about it many times afterwards, and it is estimated that if she wants to restore the freedom of the demon spirit collected by the demon shaft, it should be emotionally related, if she has a deeper affection for the demon spirit in the painting, the shorter the time for releasing the demon spirit from the painting.

However, Fu Duoxi didn't tell anyone what she thought, she felt that her feelings for the black cat demon and the little fox demon were the same.

Night fell, and Ji Yunshen hadn't come back yet. The black cat demon was lying on the bed as a card to recover his vitality, and the little fox demon was competing with Yan Jiu by the stove for the meat buns that had just come out of the pot......

(End of chapter)