Embroidered bed boudoir, red dust gauze tent.

Miss Lu was wearing a slim short coat and was busy in front of her dresser with a pencil.

In the corner of the dresser, there are also some bottles and cans piled up messily.

These are all precious cosmetics brought back by the third son of the groom's official An family from the main city.

On her embroidery bed, there is also a set of phoenix crown xia veils from the hands of famous embroiderers, but now they are also rudely kneaded.

The day after tomorrow is the day when Miss Lu Yuwei will leave the cabinet, but it seems that she has no intention of preparing well.

She spent more of her energy on other things.

For example...... Draw!

Lu Yuwei's painting skills are good, and after a while, a portrait of a person jumps on the paper.

She looked at it for a moment and nodded in satisfaction.

Then he turned and threw himself on the embroidery bed, and rummaged through it for a while, until he found a yellowed tablecloth.

If Wu Hao was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this tablecloth was the one he used to depict the portrait of the thief when he lost his money.

Later, he also brought the portrait to the Lu Mansion to ask for an explanation, but learned that Song San had been dismissed, so he went to report to the official at Miss Lu's suggestion.

At that time, this tablecloth was thrown away by him.

It's just that I don't know why it appeared in Lu Yuwei's hands again.

Lu Yuwei carefully held the tablecloth, and compared the portrait of Song San on it with her own copy.

Then she muttered, "It's still like this, it's still like this...... I only have the form, but not the god! Is the talent of my Shura clan really bad?"

Annoyed, she crumpled up her new work and threw it out.

The ball of paper landed precisely in the paper basket at the door.

It was already densely packed with half a basket, all of which were like this.

Lu Yuwei wanted to rub the tablecloth again to vent, but she didn't know what to think, so she carefully put the tablecloth away again.

Then, she picked up the phoenix crown on the bed and rubbed it for a while......

"Impossible, impossible, it is impossible for a mortal to paint such a soulful painting!"

"The one surnamed Yao must have a secret!"

The first time Lu Yuwei saw the portrait of Song San, she noticed that it was extraordinary.

Therefore, after Wu Hao threw it away, she quickly picked it up and kept it at home.

She's not one of these ignorant fools and fools in Poplar City, she's a highly educated person.

The study of the Red Dust Realm generally includes the three levels of the school garden, the school, and the school palace, although she has not gone to the Holy City School Palace to study, but in the school in the main city, she is a special student.

In terms of her understanding of the affairs of the classes in the Red Dust Realm, she had already surpassed nine out of nine people in Poplar City.

The Red Dust Realm is the transit station between the Demon Realm and the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds, and it is also a rare peace zone in the Demon Realm.

This kind of environment makes it a communication platform for all races in the Demon Realm, an education base for the newborn Demon Clan, and an important channel for the Demon Realm to understand the outside world.

It is not obvious in a small city like Poplar City, but when you reach the main city or the holy city, you can see a prosperous scene.

Whether it is a budding cultivator or a big man who has lived for tens of millions of years, they all hide their identities and communicate like mortals.

Information from the heavens and worlds circulate here, and all kinds of cultures and spiritual philosophies converge here.

After being baptized by these ideas, Lu Yuwei has her own understanding of cultivation.

As far as she knew, although there were ten thousand dharmas in the outer world of the heavens, the most common and universal were the two cultivation paths.

Tao and Demons!

Lu Yuwei knew a big person, and that Excellency summarized the characteristics of countless Taoist and demonic exercises, and made a unique exposition on Tao and demons.

Tao is logic.

The seeker wants to use sound logic to understand and explore the world. They use known logic to explain everything in this world. Whatever can be explained is in accordance with their word, and whatever cannot be explained is a heresy that is not in accordance with their way.

Magic is art.

The way the demons perceive the world is very different from the Taoists, they explore and comprehend through their own senses and cognition. Understand everything in the world on a spiritual level. Compared to Taoism, it will show more unknowns and uncertainties. That's what makes it so appealing.

The Tao is determined by heaven, and the devil is born from the heart!

The Red Dust Realm can shield and limit the sensing of sentient beings to extraordinary powers, but it can't restrict people's hearts.

If you can make a work that contains spiritual will in the Red Dust Realm, it means that the awakening of the heart is really a natural demon!

In the past, although Lu Yuwei had also observed works containing spiritual will, they were masterpieces. She only knew that it was very good, but she couldn't tell where it was.

When she saw Wu Hao's portrait similar to hand-graffiti, Lu Yuwei was deeply moved.

The painting skills on this are considered to be excellent for ordinary people. But it seems to her that it can only be said that it is good.

The key is the artistic conception contained in it.

Just by taking a look, Song San's obscene and hateful appearance was about to come out, making people want to take him out and beat him up, so that he could compensate the owner twice the money.

Lu Yuwei knew that she didn't have this kind of thought. But as soon as I look at this painting, I can't help but think about it.

This is the spiritual will, the magic heart of the painter!

Even if she copied it hundreds of times, it would be difficult for her to comprehend.

Thinking of this, Lu Yuwei sighed faintly and said silently: "Yao Wudang...... We'll see you again!"

Knock knock!

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Enter!"

Lu Yuwei responded indifferently.

She didn't clean up the messy room, because no one could blame her in this mansion.

The person who came was a middle-aged man with a rich appearance, and he was dressed very luxuriously.

In the city of Poplar, he has a prominent status.

The head of the Lu family, Master Lu!

As the patriarch of the leading big family in the city, even the city lord of Poplar has to give Master Lu a few thin faces.

But now this Master Lu, in front of his "daughter", looks cautious.

"See the ...... of the honorable envoy" Master Lu was just about to salute when he saw Lu Yuwei frowning.

Halfway through the ceremony, he forcibly took it back.

Straightened up, coughed lightly twice, and continued to speak: "That...... Yuwei......"

Lu Yuwei said coldly: "Make this kind of low-level mistake again, go back to the Blood Sea Abyss!"

Master Lu was submissive and didn't dare to refute half a sentence.

After beating Master Lu, Lu Yuwei asked, "What's the matter?"

Master Lu didn't dare to slack off, and quickly replied, "Honorable ...... Hehe...... That one...... Yuwei, you are really clever, then Song San really had an accident!"

Subsequently, he told in detail about Song San's "hand betting" in the casino.

Lu Yuwei nodded and muttered, "With a sharp weapon, you will definitely kill, you really made a move!"

This is purely her subjective speculation, without the slightest evidence.

But she was a demon and didn't need that thing at all, and the art in her heart told her that this was the only possible outcome.

So the case was solved.

After a while, Master Lu continued to ask, "Then what should we do, wait and see what happens?"

Lu Yuwei shook her head: "You find a reliable person and let him instigate Song San's father and son to report to the official." Remember the murderer's name, Yao, Wu, Dang!"

When Master Lu was ordered to leave, Lu Yuwei looked back at the portrait on the tablecloth and was stunned.

"This surprise is far from enough, let the City Lord's Mansion weigh your equipment......