An Ruyan took the wordless painting back to her small courtyard, she locked the door, laid down an enchantment, and hung the wordless painting on the shelf.

She carefully observed the wordless painting, and after a while, she asked the ghost in the tablet in her body.

"Master, this painting is the magic weapon of the wordless painting you said, but why didn't the apprentice find a trace of spiritual power on it?"

The old voice of the ghost in the stele replied.

"It's still asleep right now, so I can't see the spiritual power, and I need to drip your blood on it to activate it."

An Ruyan nodded clearly, she was very excited when she thought that she could have three more lives in the future.

An Ruyan used her spiritual power to cut her finger, and a drop of blood flowed out of the wound and dripped onto the painting along her fingertips.

She waited for a moment, nothing happened, and the blood that had just dropped was almost dry.

"Master, what's going on? Could it be that this painting is a fake? An Ruyan was puzzled.

The ghost in the stele was also quite puzzled.

"No one should make a fake painting exactly like a wordless painting, maybe you don't have enough blood."

An Ruyan heard the words and cut another wound, dripping more blood on it, and this time the wordless painting finally reacted.

The wordless painting suddenly erupted with a powerful suction, leading An Ruyan's finger wound to continue sucking her blood into the painting, and those blood drew a stripe on the blank paper.

“…… This is? ”

An Ruyan was startled, how could this painting be painting something with her blood? Why doesn't it seem to be the same as what Master said?

The lines gradually became clear, and An Ruyan endured her blood being sucked in little by little, and it wasn't until a moment later that she recognized that the lines were actually a formation.

The ghost in the stele suddenly reminded loudly: "It's not good! There's fraud here, get out of the way! ”

But it was too late to be reminded, and a large cloud of stinky mucus spewed out of the formation in the wordless painting on the shelf, and there were thin needles in the slime.

"Ah!!h

An Ruyan was sprayed, her hair was all over her face and body, she was so frightened that she screamed reflexively, and a few drops of mucus entered her mouth, and she almost vomited out.

She hurriedly used cleaning techniques to clean up all the mucus, but her whole body was already stinking, and no matter how she cleaned it, she couldn't clean the smell, and there were some needles on her body that pierced into the skin.

"Master, why do you spew out the slime of the stinky grass and these needles in the wordless paintings?"

An Ruyan asked while retching.

"Do you need to ask?! The wordless painting has long been manipulated, I'm afraid that the puppet wooden man in this painting has been taken out! The ghost in the stele spoke in a displeased tone.

An Ruyan couldn't care about the puppet wooden man at this time, she used a spell to seal her sense of taste, and then pulled out the thin needles in the mirror little by little, these thin needles didn't know what was on them, which made her itch all over.

The wordless painting on the shelf had burned to ashes at the moment after the formation was activated, and nothing was left, even if An Ruyan calmed down and wanted to find clues, it was useless.

"Damn, who did it!!"

An Ruyan is angry and disgusting, the juice of the stinky grass is sticky and smelly, and it can stay on the body for more than ten days, who is so immoral to put this kind of thing in the formation, this person must have done it on purpose.

Thinking that it was Shen Jiushu's painting for her, An Ruyan suspected for a moment that it was Shen Jiushu's hands and feet, but she denied it in the next second.

Shen Jiushu likes her, how could he do such a thing to her, it is estimated that Shen Jiushu was manipulated before or after he got the painting.

But she was in a hurry to get the puppet wooden man in the painting just now, and she didn't think to ask Shen Jiushu where she got this painting, she only remembered that it was the Wanquan Realm, but this kind of information was of no use to her.

An Ruyan was smelly and itchy, she wanted to cry without tears and was upset, but there was no way at all, she thought she was going to get the magic weapon, who knew that the magic weapon did not make herself like this, and she threw a set of teapots in the house angrily.

The ghost in the stele said in a somewhat impatient tone: "Things have happened, what does it look like to make a big noise!" The next time you meet Shen Jiushu, ask him carefully where this painting came from, if there is a clue, you can go and snatch it back, if there is no clue, you can only admit it, what's the use of losing your temper here? ”

An Ruyan heard that the ghost in the stele was impatient and didn't dare to lose her temper, the master was right, she should calm down now and think of a way instead of getting angry.

If this matter was not done by Shen Jiushu, then it must have been used by Shen Jiushu, and the person behind it was either at her or Shen Jiushu, if she knew who it was, she would definitely kill people and seize the treasure and snatch the puppet wooden man back!

Even if you can't get it back, you can't cheapen that person, it was originally her chance and now it's someone else's, so don't think about using that person!

An Ruyan calmed down and continued to pull out a fine needle in front of the mirror, and from time to time there was a strange smell and An Ruyan's gasping sound in the room.

……

Inside the glazed pond.

Su Ling and Rong Yuan soaked in the pool water and only showed one head, Rong Yuan's head was still standing on the parrot that was not pulling a few feet was combing himself, the water was full of petals, and there was a big wooden plate floating between the two of them, which was full of spirit fruit snacks and tea and a bunch of messy things.

The bean on the side was intoxicated and lay on the water with his belly open, half of his body immersed in the water and floating, with a comfortable face.

Su Ling was very satisfied, she specially asked her junior brother to prepare these things, and also brought beans to soak together, now that it is so lively here, who can tell the difference between the glazed pool and the big bathhouse.

"Senior brother, it's been so long, is it okay?" , Su Ling looked at Rong Yuan.

As soon as the ears of the bean stood up, he immediately swam over with his legs: "Little brother wants it too!" ”

Hearing this, Rong Yuan stretched his hand out of the water, and then several spirit eggs were placed by him in the empty bowl on the wooden plate.

"There's enough time, but I don't know what the heat is, senior sister to see if it's the hot spring egg you said."

Shidou hurriedly said: "Little brother can try it for the two of you!" ”

Hearing this, Su Ling picked up a hot spirit egg, and smacked it on the head of the bean, the eggshell cracked, and the bean screamed exaggeratedly, Su Ling peeled the shell funny on the side, and then a smooth egg was peeled.

"Come on, little brother, this is yours."

Su Ling dipped the peeled egg in the dipping sauce prepared in advance, and then raised it to the cat's mouth of the dung bean, and the dung bean didn't care about it, holding the egg and lying on the water with a big mouthful.

The egg white is smooth and tender, the egg yolk is soft and glutinous, exuding a faint aura, and the poop bean immediately patted the fart.

"Well, Hu is a thought! (Sister Su, you will still enjoy it!) ）”