After taking a bath, Miss Gao changed into bright and beautiful clothes and walked out of the room refreshed.

She saw Jiang Chen, who had also changed into clean clothes, standing in front of the wall of the corridor, as if observing something, and hurriedly walked over with a quick pace: "Jiang Chen, what are you looking at?" ”

Jiang Chen turned to the side and pointed to a painting on the wall.

Miss Gao saw from a distance that the characters in the painting were quite familiar, and when she looked closer, she was the girl in red who had followed Chai Gongzi before.

She couldn't help pouting: "It turned out to be Xiaoqiu!" You've only seen her once, and you've been thinking about her for a long time? ”

Jiang Chen didn't seem to hear the sarcasm in her words, and smiled: "Look at it, does the painting look like it?" ”

The corners of Miss Gao's mouth narrowed: "If you like it, I'll talk to Chai Yushan and ask him to give Xiaoqiu to you and be your personal maid......"

When she said this, her voice suddenly became much quieter, but her eyes widened wider and wider, staring at the scroll on the wall, and only spoke again after a while, "It's too similar!" It's the same as live! ”

The woman in the painting scroll is dressed in bright and bright red, her eyes are charming and smart, and her face is lifelike, as if she is about to come out of the painting at any time.

Compared with the real Xiaoqiu, the woman in this painting seems to have a bit more indescribable demonic charm, which makes people reluctant to take their eyes off when they see it.

Jiang Chen looked at the signature in the lower left corner, and read softly: "Invite Chan...... Have you ever heard of such an artist? ”

Miss Gao held her chin with one hand, recalled for a long time, and shook her head: "It shouldn't be! Such a great painter must be very famous, how come I have never heard of it......"

She turned her head and beckoned to Xu Huqiu, who was not far away: "Do you know this painter named Invite Chan?" ”

Xu Huqiu replied respectfully: "Miss Hui, this Master Invite Chan can be regarded as a famous name in Western Liao City, and Gongzi Chai has offered a heavy reward for his whereabouts. However, his whereabouts are uncertain, his origin is very mysterious, no one knows his true face, and only a few paintings have survived. This portrait of Xiaoqiu girl is one of them, and it is because of this painting that Chai Gongzi got acquainted with Xiaoqiu girl. But Miss Xiaoqiu didn't know that the person who painted for her at that time was Master Invite Chan, and when she went to look for it afterwards, the building was already empty......"

Miss Gao sneered: "This Xiaoqiu is inevitably too confused, and I don't know who the painter is when I draw it." However, she was lucky to be able to leave such a painting, which was not in vain! ”

"What Mademoiselle said is very true. The characters in Master Invite Chan's paintings are all first-class beauties, so there is such a saying in West Liaocheng: If you can enter Master Invite Chan's paintings, you can be regarded as a real beauty! It was with this painting that Xiaoqiu girl became on the list of "Ten Yan of Western Liao" in one fell swoop, and everyone was convinced. ”

"Really?" Miss Gao rolled her eyes, "Is Xiaoqiu that good-looking?" ”

Xu Huqiu showed a flattering smile: "Although Xiaoqiu is one in a million beauties, she is slightly inferior to you, Miss. With Miss's beauty, if you want to see Master Invite Chan, it is also very simple, Miss only needs to walk around the street more, let Master Invite Chan see it, he will definitely take the initiative to find the door! ”

Miss Gao nodded with satisfaction, and wanted to say something, when Jiang Chen opened his mouth and asked, "How many paintings did Ying Chan make?" ”

Xu Huqiu said: "There should be no more than five paintings in the world. ”

"Are they all beautiful pictures?"

"As far as I know, so."

"That's weird......"

Jiang Chen vaguely remembered that the signature of the blank picture scroll where the horse-faced old ghost once lived seemed to be "Invite Chan". But the dignity of the horse-faced old ghost is really not a beauty.

He had a faint intuition that Master Invite Chan was not a simple painter, and he was afraid that he would have nothing to do with the Qing Hades Temple.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard Miss Gao next to him let out an exclamation, and pounced on Jiang Chen, hugging him tightly, and her body trembled.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Chen turned his head in surprise, but he didn't notice anything unusual.

But Xu Huqiu coughed lightly and twisted his head to the side, looking like he didn't see anything.

Miss Gao's head was buried deep and her mouth was muttering vaguely, Jiang Chen listened for a long time before he could vaguely tell what she was saying: "The portrait is blinking ...... eyes"

Portrait blinking?

This sentence made Jiang Chen also feel a chill from his back, staring at the woman in the portrait.

In the painting, Xiaoqiu looks at him like a living person, with a delicate face with a smile that is not there, and the more you look closely, the more you can feel an indescribable fear.

If Jiang Chen hadn't seen Xiaoqiu himself not long ago, he would have suspected that the woman in this painting was also like an old ghost with a horse face, a ghost who lived in the scroll.

Jiang Chen suddenly stretched out his palm and shook it in front of the scroll.

The woman in the painting did not blink.

Jiang Chen breathed a sigh of relief, patted Miss Gao's back, and said, "Don't be afraid, you are wrong." ”

Miss Gao slowly raised her head, her eyes were misty, and there was still a look of fear on her face: "I saw her blink just now." ”

Jiang Chen shook his palm in front of the woman in the painting again, turned around and smiled: "Look, how can she ......?"

The second half of the conversation came to an abrupt end.

Because he saw from the reflection in Miss Gao's eyes, the "Xiaoqiu" in the picture scroll did blink when he waved his hand—and more than once.

Miss Gao's face was pale, her lips trembled, and she said in a trembling voice: "She, she, she ...... just now"

"Don't be afraid, I'm here!" Jiang Chen gently patted Miss Gao's back, and at the same time separated a wisp of divine thought, which approached the scroll on the wall like a tentacle.

He was ready to be devoured and possessed.

At the beginning, the horse-faced old ghost used Jiang Chen's wisp of divine thought to trace the origin from the picture scroll and occupy Jiang Chen's body. But now that Jiang Chen has mastered the "Exorcism Spell", he will no longer be afraid of this kind of ghostly thing.

Unexpectedly, when the divine mind was pasted on the picture scroll, it did not have the eerie feeling as expected, but penetrated the past without hindrance, as if it had penetrated a dead object.

'No ghosts? ’

That's right, Xiaoqiu is still alive, and it is impossible to become a ghost in the painting.

But what about the blink just now?

Jiang Chen stood in place, lost in thought.

This unknown situation is more disturbing than ghosts.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps in the distance.

"The spies are back." Xu Huqiu reminded in a whisper.

As he spoke, Xu Huqiu's eyes looked at the other side, his nose looked at his mouth, his mouth looked at his heart, and his eyes did not shift to the young man and woman next to him by half a minute.

After being comforted by Jiang Chen, Miss Gao had already come to her senses, and when she heard the sound of footsteps, she raised her head from Jiang Chen's arms and said in a choked voice: "You also saw it just now, she obviously blinked her eyes several times!" ”

"I didn't see it clearly, maybe I was dazzled. Don't be afraid, it's fine. Jiang Chen comforted softly, turned his head and asked Xu Huqiu, "Old Xu, have you ever seen Xiaoqiu blinking in this painting?" ”

Xu Huqiu's face was slightly surprised, and he said, "You can also see it?" There is a legend in Xiliao City - the beauty drawn by Master Invite Chan can blink, but only pure and kind girls can see it - I thought it was a lie! ”