At dinner time, a simple three dishes and one soup are placed on the table in the kitchen, and the dishes are not many but the amount is a lot.

In addition to Shao Zhen, all the people who ate in the temple had arrived, and there was also a temple worker who went home late today because of his help, and he also stayed and ate together.

As for Shao Zhen, he didn't call, he just left him some food, and for him, tonight was destined to be another sleepless night.

However, unlike the mental haggard that was caused by hard thinking and meditation when he was at home, Shao Zhen is now full of energy and full of energy.

Pigments such as cinnabar and bluestone have been adjusted on the small table next to it, and the picture of a hundred ghosts has long been placed on the table.

Shao Zhen was holding a pen that had not been stained with ink, and it had been hanging on the painting for half an hour.

At this time, Shao Zhenxin has always thought about what Yi Shuyuan looked like just now, or what Yi Shuyuan looked like "changed", that feeling couldn't be cleaned up, but it did exist.

This is the Phaseless Ghost!

"Phaseless, phaseless."

Shao Zhen muttered in his mouth, unconsciously it was late at night, and it was not until this moment that the pen in his hand slowly fell.

It's just that because the ink is not stained, there is no trace when the pen falls, but Shao Zhen doesn't even stop, as if there is no ink, but his eyes can see the traces of the pen across the paper.

In the center of the upper part of the scroll, a slightly raised hand of the Phaseless Ghost seems to hold an invisible dough in the invisible traces of the tip of the pen.

Shao Zhen painted this inkless painting very carefully, and it was not until another half an hour passed that he seemed to finish the painting that had not left any traces at all, and at this moment he stretched out his pen to the small table on one side and stained it with ink.

But this ink did not point on the hand that had just been painted, but went to the other hand, and with a few simple strokes fell, it was stained with cinnabar and painted.

One hand holds an invisible face, and the other hand holds a pen lightly, the barrel is slender, but the tip of the pen is cinnabar red dots, some like a woman's thrush pen, but half an arm long

When the cinnabar red dot finished drawing the tip of the pen, Shao Zhen's heart calmed down, and he just looked at the ghost on the scroll in a daze.

It seems to have drawn the feeling that Mr. Yi changed in the evening, and it seems to be a little different, it seems to be painted, and it seems to be a little uncertain.

Yes, it doesn't feel that way!

Which feeling? Naturally, it's the same feeling of spying on the outside world as other hundred ghosts.

Even though the painting has been completed, the phaseless ghost still stands quietly, surrounded by a hundred ghosts without any sense of spiritual overflow, but it seems that it is no longer just an empty shell.

Is it because you didn't have a face?

Although Shao Xin also had this idea in his heart, he was reluctant to start writing anymore, he thought that the painting was complete.

As Mr. Yi said, as Mr. Yi has changed, there is no phase and no phase, how can it be called no phase when painting a real face? Maybe Wuxiang should be so unpredictable!

"Whew"

Shao Zhen put down the pen, a smile appeared on his face, and his heart seemed satisfied, but there was still a place empty.

"Goo~~~"

The stomach began to scream, and only then did Shao Zhen feel hungry, and he looked inside the house, and there was nothing else to eat except for tea.

At the moment when he was hungry, Shao Zhen heard footsteps outside the door, he tightened his clothes and walked to the door, opened the door to look, but saw Qi Zhongbin walking towards this side.

"Oh, Mr. Shao really hasn't slept yet?"

"Uh, yes, Monkey King, you didn't sleep so late?"

Shao Zhen looked at Qi Zhongbin's neatly dressed appearance, not like he simply got up at night.

"I didn't sleep, I went out for a night ceremony, no, I just came back, and I saw that the lights were still on in Mr. Shao's house, so I came over to take a look, Mr. Shao didn't paint from the evening to the present, right?"

"Exactly"

Qi Zhongbin smiled and pointed to the kitchen.

"Mr. Shao is hungry, I left you food in the kitchen, cover it in the pot, if you are hungry, go eat it."

"yes, thank you so much!"

Shao Zhen was in good spirits, and quickly took the lamp from the house and covered it with his hands to go to the kitchen, and opened the lid of the pot in the kitchen, there were meals on the bamboo shelf above, and the water at the bottom of the pot was still warm, so the food was not cold, and it was still fragrant.

Under the crazy secretion of saliva, Shao Zhen couldn't care about anything, picked up the chopsticks and ate directly by the stove.

Qi Zhongbin on the other side looked at Shao Zhen's house, smiled slightly and went back to his house.

It's just that in Shao Zhen's dim room at the moment, a person appeared in front of the table, it was Yi Shuyuan, he looked at the picture scroll on the table, with a smile on his face.

Shao Zhen's painting of faceless ghosts is naturally based on the feeling of watching Yi Shuyuan's "change" in the evening, which is naturally a help from Yi Shuyuan, but at the same time, it can be regarded as a change of direction to help Yi Shuyuan himself.

At this moment, the phaseless ghost is painted, but it is not just Shao Zhen's painting.

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan stepped out, his body turned into a faint white light, and jumped directly into the painting, and the moment he got close to the picture scroll, his body was already in harmony with the ghostless ghost.

Swish~

Yi Shuyuan appeared on the hill in the painting, just as he had come on the night of the Shangyuan Festival.

It's just that at this moment, he fell, no longer the appearance outside the painting, a strange yin qi permeated the top of the mountain, and unconsciously changed with the painting.

At the top of the mountain appeared a figure in a gray wide coat with a blurred face in the mist.

The left hand was not empty, but a white mask, which was placed on the face by the figure in the haze.

In the right hand is a slender pen, as long as a cigarette stick, and after a rotation of the fingertips, the red tip of the pen is facing the face, and a slight stroke is made in the direction of the mouth of the mask, and the mask seems to reveal the hole of the lips, and the inside also shows the appearance of red lips and white teeth

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan's mind also changed slightly, and Wuxiang did not have any innate emotions, but due to the influence of this hundred ghost diagram and Shao Zhen's impression, as well as Yi Shuyuan's previous changes by the river, it showed three points of evil, which was essentially different from the evil on the other side of the Heavenly Dao.

It seems that this evil has a kind of evil charm, a kind of weirdness, and it seems to have a bit of a sense of playfulness.

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan directly reversed the slender pen as long as a pipe, bit the end of the rod to his mouth, tidied up his clothes with a slight smile, and looked sideways around.

The eyes of the mask are hollow and there are no eyes, but the lips and teeth can be seen in the mouth, and the ghosts of the shadowless ghost scanned it, and the surrounding ghosts were all shocked!

But just like outside the painting, the hundred ghosts maintain the same posture and do not move, but they are either looking up or looking, and all the ghosts are looking at the unphased ghosts, just like the scene outside the painting, and it is also as terrifying as the outside of the painting

In the entire Hundred Ghost Diagram, only Wuxiang is moving!

"Shh

Yi Shuyuan picked up the pen and erected the mask before he lightly "shh

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan, who had turned into a phaseless ghost, had already appeared outside the picture scroll, and on the Hundred Ghosts diagram, there was only a vague humanoid outline left in the center, as if it was made of fog!

"I'll take this change!"

Ghost change, although Yi Shuyuan has already associated it, but obviously the change he once thought about will definitely not reach the height of today.

It was through this change that he deduced and comprehended another clever illusion.

Borrowing the experience of his previous life, Yi Shuyuan aptly named it - painted skin!

Then, the figure of the phaseless ghost stepped out and disappeared into the room like a mist.

In another room, Qi Zhongbin, who was just about to take off his boots, was suddenly slightly stunned, and then frowned.

In the next moment, the "hairpin" where Qi Zhongbin's hair was in the bun flew out, and it flew into his hand in an instant and turned into a heavenly gong.

"Bang~"

Qi Zhongbin's figure was like a vague afterimage, the moment the door opened sounded, he had already appeared on the side of the steps near the water in the backyard, he was holding the Tiangang Gong, the magic weapon lit up with a faint light, and his eyes swept to all sides, but it was difficult to have the feeling just now.

Illusion? No!

Qi Zhongbin looked at the Demon Hall again, although the door of the main hall was closed at the moment, the brilliance of the everlasting lamp inside was not extinguished, and he looked at another room, where the master was.

There is no evil thing that dares to make a mistake here, and neither Zhenjun nor Master moved, so.

Qi Zhongbin gradually reacted, and he could detect it, how could Master and the Manifest Saint True Monarch not know!

"Qi boy, didn't you overreact?"

When Ash Mian's voice came, Qi Zhongbin was slightly startled, turned his head to look at the river, and saw that under the moonlight, Gray Mian was standing on the steps.

"Senior Gray, you haven't rested yet?"

"No, play with a little friend and share some tribute!"

Qi Zhongbin grinned, and only the gray seniors would take this kind of thing for granted, but if you think about it, many of these tributes were originally given to it.

"Go and rest."

"Yes!"

Qi Zhongbin held the Tiangang Gong in his hand and bowed before returning to the house.

On the surface of the river, the head of the serpent secretly emerged.

"Hey, you almost scared me to death, Senior Gray, it's good that you're here, otherwise I'm afraid the teacher will give me a whip that day."

Gray Mian turned his head to look at the big snake, and he didn't have a good airway.

"What do you think, Qi boy is not an indiscriminate person, your little demonic spirit, except for Shao Zhen in the temple, who doesn't know?"

In the kitchen, Shao Zhen was so hungry that he had swept away the leftovers, and even washed all the dishes and chopsticks with the warm water in the pot, and then went back with the lamp.

When he arrived in the house, as soon as the lampstand was put down, Shao Zhen immediately sensed that something was wrong.

"Hey, the painting seems to have changed!"

Shao Zhen looked closely at the picture of the hundred ghosts, and a layer of fog rose in the position of the phaseless in the painting, and the figure of the phaseless was blurred, this fog was more like the spread and extension of the ink on the scroll, but it seemed so natural, there was a dreamlike feeling, and it also set off the mystery of the phaselessness.

This ghost seems to be still painting, and it seems that it is no longer in painting

The change of the painting scroll is also a positive feedback for Shao Zhen, making him understand that he has really painted, he stood in front of the painting in a daze, confused and vaguely excited, but finally returned to calm.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey"

Shao Zhen smiled, the time experienced in painting the Hundred Ghosts Diagram is really like the position of Wuxiang at this moment, like a dream!

Get a good night's sleep!

(End of chapter)