The picture of a lady in a red dress does not mean that it is a woman, but that the protagonist in the painting is a woman in red.

In addition to the woman in red, there is also a small courtyard in the painting, with a woman stroking the piano in the middle, and three men behind her enjoying the piano and tasting tea.

Seeing this painting, some scenes appeared in Lin Sen's mind, just like in the painting, in a small courtyard, four people are furnished like in the painting.

"Hahaha, Brother Wang is really amazing, he was able to invite Miss Red, today we are feasting our ears!"

"What Brother Li said about this, this is all the credit of Brother Zhao, if it weren't for Brother Zhao, Miss Red might not have given Wang this face!"

After the two finished speaking, they turned their heads to compliment the son surnamed Zhao, and the three of them felt unhappy after drinking tea, so they ordered their subordinates to serve wine and food.

Looking at the decoration of this small courtyard, it is not the appearance of an ordinary person's house, but the backyard of a green building.

And the girl in red, who is sixteen years old this year, her real name is not called Hongyi, and she is backward and dusty in the middle of the family, because she likes red, so she is called red.

Hongyi was originally a geisha, and he was quite famous in the local area, and he impressed countless people with his piano skills, and many talented people came to the door one after another, wanting to listen to the wonderful music.

On this day, Qinglou's mother found Hongyi and said that there were three sons who wanted to hear him play the piano, these three people were rich, powerful and talented, and Hongyi didn't look down on the first two, but only Zhao Gongzi's talent.

For the sake of Zhao Gongzi's face, Hongyi agreed to the request, so he entertained the three of them in the backyard, and the atmosphere was also very harmonious at first.

Later, the wine and food came up, a few glasses of wine were down, and the three of them also let go, Zhao Gongzi saw that the red clothes looked pleasant, and he admired it in his heart.

And Hongyi likes Zhao Gongzi's talent, and also secretly looks at him, going back and forth, the two of them are eyebrows, and there are some calls.

The three of them eat wine, there is only one red clothes, Li Gongzi's family is rich, Wang Gongzi is the son of an official eunuch, the highest status among the three, and Zhao Gongzi is a poor scholar.

Because of some talents, people praise him, and without these, he is nothing.

There are three people in three classes, and Hongyi actually chose Zhao Gongzi, which made Wang Gongzi a little apprehensive and a little unhappy on his face.

At this time, Zhao Gongzi was already a little drunk, and he did not have the initial restraint, nor did he notice the changes in Wang Gongzi.

Li Gongzi saw everything in his eyes, the Li family has been in business for generations, Li Gongzi knows how to observe words and feelings, and when he saw that Wang Gongzi was unhappy, his heart moved and he said a word in his ear.

Hearing Li Gongzi's words, Wang Gongzi's eyes lit up, but he said, "This is not good, after all, Zhao Gongzi is also here." ”

Li Gongzi laughed and said: "What is this, my mother told me, as for Zhao Gongzi, it's a big deal to bring him!"

Wang Gongzi smiled when he heard this, nodded with satisfaction, and looked back at Zhao Gongzi, at this time his mind was on the red clothes, and he didn't notice what the two said.

After playing two songs, Hongyi was a little tired, and accused the three of them, and wanted to go in to rest for a while, but was stopped by Li Gongzi.

"The girl in red is slow, Zhao Gongzi wants to invite the girl to have a drink, he just listened to the girl play the piano, improvised a poem, and wanted the girl to taste it!"

Hearing this, Hongyi and Zhao Gongzi were stunned, Wang Gongzi patted Zhao Gongzi's shoulder, and Zhao Gongzi reacted.

"Ah, yes, I just made a poem, it's ......"

The literati are thin-skinned, especially in front of beauties, and they are even more willing to show themselves, and they really make a poem.

The hairpin is so heavy,

The mustache is high and afraid of the wind.

The face will be full of flowers,

Clothes are peachy.

After reading a poem, the red clothes were like peach blossoms, and he was moved by Zhao Gongzi's literary brilliance, so he stayed.

When Zhao Gongzi saw this, he happened to run out of wine in the wine jug, so he got up and said that he was going to drink, but in fact, he was going to take medicine.

At that time, there was a down-and-out painter in the Qinglou, who usually painted for guests and women, and he definitely couldn't miss these two big clients, and he witnessed all this.

Hongyi drank two glasses of wine, only feeling that something was wrong, but it was too late at this time, and Li Gongzi had already arranged everything.

What hurt Hongyi's heart the most was that Zhao Gongzi watched all this, not only was he indifferent, but he helped to abuse him, because he also drank alcohol.

After the incident, Hongyi's heart was like ashes, and her mother comforted her, but Hongyi couldn't accept all this.

She begged the painter to make a picture to record the beautiful scene of the time, but the painter even made excessive demands.

Hongyi agreed, but she had to paint first, and use her blood as paint, and the conditions were poor at that time, and it was not impossible to use blood to make colors, and the painter did not doubt it.

After the painting was completed, Hongyi looked at the scene in the painting, recalling the heart-pounding feeling at that time, and the resentment in his heart became deeper and deeper.

At this moment, the painter came to demand his revenge, and the red clothes first pretended to cater to him, but took advantage of his unpreparedness and killed the painter with the scissors prepared in advance.

Blood splattered on the painting, and the red clothes were even more vivid.

After killing the painter, Hongyi chose to commit suicide, but because of his resentment, he could not be reincarnated.

She wanted to take revenge, but the three of them had the guidance of a master, and he couldn't do it, and later in order to avoid the soul from being scattered, she parasitized in a painting made of her blood.

This dwelling is hundreds of years.

In these centuries, the red dress often took revenge on the negative men, she used illusions to seduce, and then took the men into the painting to absorb their yang energy.

For a time, there was a legend of the blood queen killing her among the people, and some monks also looked for her, but those with good minds were avoided by her, and those with bad minds became her sacrifices.

Gradually, the cultivation of the red clothes is getting higher and higher, but the aura between heaven and earth is getting less and less, and the aura is needed to open the space, so the red clothes disappear.

When the aura was revived, Hongyi had endured a hundred years of loneliness, and she couldn't wait to come out, and she didn't have time to find a negative man.

The hungry Red Yi first attacked the museum staff, but instead of killing them, she left them in the painting.

Lin Sen had a general understanding of the causes and consequences, and he sighed at Hongyi's life experience, and did not have much resistance to her approach.

"Well, is there something wrong with this painting, do you see anything?"

Li Jianxin followed Lin Sen, seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, he had been watching the words, and couldn't help but ask.

"Well, I found it, there is something wrong with this painting, and the missing few people should be in the painting!"

"In the painting?"

Li Jianxin was stunned for a moment, and after careful observation for a long time, he naturally couldn't see that there was a problem with the painting.

And if Lin Sen didn't have a divine map, he really wouldn't be able to find this painting for a while, because when the red clothes were not moving, this painting didn't have any spiritual power fluctuations.

And the red clothes have avoided countless monks for hundreds of years, if they hadn't met Lin Sen, ordinary people really wouldn't have been able to find her.

"That's right, it's in the painting, I'm going to go in and have a look, you're waiting for me here, and if there's a problem, I'll look for you. ”

After Lin Sen finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and clicked on the painting, only to see a flash of white light, and Lin Sen had disappeared in place.

Li Jianxin couldn't close his mouth in surprise, and tried to touch the painting, but only the painting was touched, and the wall behind it was hard.

When she came to the space in the painting, Lin Sen found that the place she was in was the small courtyard in her memory.

The red clothes sat in the courtyard and stroked the qin, and the other side was not the three sons, but the three missing people.

At this time, the four of them did not notice Lin Sen's arrival, and Lin Sen hid his traces.

And the three people had an intoxicated look on their faces, obviously confused, and one by one Yang Qi was emitted, entering Hongyi's body, and Hongyi's smile became more and more charming.

As soon as the piano was played, Lin Sen applauded, and the string on Hongyi's hand was broken instantly, and he said in great horror.

"Who are you and how did you get in!"