But Huang Chang's gaze unconsciously fell on a portrait hanging above the piano platform. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info painting is a brocade woman is dancing, judging from the style of clothing, it should also belong to the category of Pan Geng's concubine, such a portrait he has seen in several other tombs just now, but those have been mottled and displaced, but this one is still brilliant as new, and the characters on it are even more lifelike.

It's just that Huang Chang now knows that this kind of vivid beauty is not a good thing, because it means that painting a portrait can resist the ravages of time--what can not be affected by time?--ghosts!

"Don't move! Don't move......"

Huang Chang tried not to look at the portrait, and at the same time secretly muttered to himself, but it backfired - the beauty in the painting finally moved, first the eyes waved, and a pair of eyes looked at Huang Chang, and the place where his eyebrows and eyes flowed was indescribably enchanting and moving. Then the color sleeves waved, and the long water sleeves broke open and flew towards Huang Chang, almost touching the tip of the latter's nose, and Huang Chang's nose seemed to really smell a faint fragrance - but his reaction was to immediately hold his breath tightly, not daring to be careless.

Finally, the slender figure jumped out of the scroll, fluttering lightly, at first like a cloud of hazy smoke, but soon from virtual to real, from a flat portrait to a real three-dimensional figure...... In the end, a delicate and beautiful palace concubine in brocade clothes appeared in the boudoir of this tomb and appeared in front of Huang Chang.

If he saw this scene in a film and television program in his previous life, Huang Chang would definitely praise this stunt effect for being really good! The beauty is definitely eye-catching-even from the perspective of globalization in the previous life, the appearance and temperament of this beauty can definitely be called the national beauty and fragrance, not the ordinary little stars who rely on plastic surgery and makeup can be compared, and only those few unborn beauties in the city can be compared.

However, right now, when he experienced this scene himself, Huang Chang felt that it was good for him to be able to keep his legs from trembling - when he was attacked by ghosts in the hall before, he was rescued by Master Changqingzi before he could react, and in hindsight, he was just afraid, but there was no mental pressure. But right now, the master is not around, and the beauty in front of him is condensed, and its strength is probably much higher than those translucent ghosts before!

Seeing the beautiful woman in the painting walking towards him, Huang Chang's right fist gradually clenched, pondering how far to make a good punch, and the first strike was stronger! I only hope that the West Kunlun nameplate held in the palm of my hand can be effective against ghosts -- I think that the mountain worship token issued by the original sect seems to be effective against ghosts when they cross the golden bridge. Later, after becoming an official disciple, the temporary Baishan token was replaced with an official disciple nameplate, and the function increased a lot, but I don't know if the mana contained in it has also been greatly strengthened?

However, Huang Chang was not able to test this—the beauty walked a few steps in front of him and stopped, bent down, and bowed down, but performed a rather old-fashioned etiquette towards him. Huang Chang was stunned, and said in his heart that this is to play the mode of salute first and then soldier, but since the other party did not show malicious intentions, of course he could not take the initiative to provoke a thousand-year-old ghost, so he also arched his hand to show that he returned the salute, but his fists were still clenched tightly.

"This place is deserted, and the concubine has not seen a foreigner for many years. It is rare for Xiao Langjun to come here, and please come in for a while, and the concubine should serve tea. ”

The beauty was very polite when she spoke, and if it weren't for this strange environment, it would be a very tempting adventure. It's a pity that Huang Chang has absolutely no intention of having an affair at the moment, he estimated the situation - he hasn't moved since he pushed the door open just now, and he is still standing outside the tomb. So he laughed dryly, but sat down at the door.

"You're welcome, this girl is fine here, I'll just sit here. ”

- If you want to be polite, I'll accompany you, and you can't turn your face, but if you kill me, you won't enter this weird room. In my last life, I watched too many scenes of closing the door and releasing ghosts in horror movies, and I didn't want to be as tragic as those supporting roles.

For Huang Chang's refusal, the beauty smiled slightly, but she didn't look angry, but she was short, but she also sat down opposite Huang Chang. However, her sitting posture was much better than that of Huang Chang, who was ready to jump up and start a battle at any time, not so much sitting as half-squatting. The woman sat in a very ladylike side-bending posture, and although her legs were hidden under her skirt, the corner of the narrow golden lotus was exposed, and the half-concealed style was even more attractive. Even if Huang Chang knew that this was a thousand-year-old ghost, he couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Two people, or rather one man and one ghost, sat across the door. The woman obviously did not deliberately try to hide the fact that she was different from ordinary people-I saw that with a flick of her sleeves, the jade tea set on the table in the room flew up by itself and slowly fell between the two of them. Only then did the woman stretch out her hand, pick up the mutton fat white jade pot that could hardly distinguish the color from her Qianqianyu hand, and poured a cup of tea into the cup in front of Huang Chang.

She then made a gesture of invitation, but of course Huang Chang didn't move the teacup, but looked at the other party's face, and said:

"This girl, Huang Chang of the Lower Kunlun Sect, thank you for your kind hospitality, but I think you can understand - I can't have the courage to eat or drink anything in this environment. Please forgive me if there is any offense. ”

- Although the other party's attitude is soft, Huang Chang can't follow the pace of the other party, and he refuses when he should refuse. After saying this, Huang Chang was also secretly lucky, and he was ready to turn his face and do it. However, the woman still remained calm, and she didn't react after hearing him report the identity of Kunlun's disciple, but nodded:

"Xiao Langjun is cautious and careful, this is not a bad thing. The concubine is a small character Li Sheng, originally a dancer in the Pan Palace, if Xiao Langjun is willing, just call me Li Ji. ”

Then Huang Chang also hurriedly hit the snake with the stick, and politely shouted Miss Liji. Then he said that you are welcome, just call me Huang Chang's name, in short, try to make the atmosphere more harmonious, but it is only lip service and not really - the tea is still resolute, and the fist in his sleeve is still clenched.

And this beautiful female ghost named Li Ji didn't care about his careful thoughts, and still said politely:

"The concubine was rude and rashly invited Huang Jun here, there was no malice. It's just that I've been confined to this underground palace for many years, and I don't know the scene of the world. It was rare to see someone come in, so he wanted to find out a thing or two, and hoped that Huang Jun would not blame. ”

Hearing this Li Ji say the purpose, Huang Chang's heart felt a little relaxed - if he just chatted with her and talked, it would not be dangerous. Of course, this ghost may also be lying, but she has been vigilant anyway, she can't play hard, she can't resist it with her best.