"The old demon marries a woman...... The old demon marries a woman......"

Ning Feng put his hands behind his back and muttered to himself, linking his vision with the hanging scroll he saw in the study bit by bit.

"That's ...... so"

"Ma Liang really died unjustly. ”

Ning Feng couldn't help but feel like she couldn't cry or laugh.

He remembered the composition of the painting clearly.

The daughter of the Shen family leaned down on the sedan chair and cried, this was an ordinary thing to marry, but as soon as the picture scroll was interpreted, it became a forced marriage, and she was unwilling to marry.

That's it, what's even more weird is Ma Liang's technique when painting, whether it is blank, or ink dots smudged to welcome relatives, or the greeting team goes straight to the mountains and heavens, which is the meaning of many people and far away.

Why did the story of this picture scroll become an old monster as soon as it was played, leading the demons and forcibly marrying the daughter of the Shen family?

Ning Feng couldn't understand this kind of divine interpretation at all, and thought with tears and laughter: "How wronged should Ma Liang be?"

"A good painting, God knows how it could be interpreted like this, it's not his problem to be sincere. ”

"This Shen + top + point + novelist Zhuangzi is a small grange in the mountains, and an old monster is like a mountain god for them, so they naturally can't resist it. ”

Therefore, even if they don't want to in their hearts, they have to obediently put on the lights, just like the Shen family girl, no matter how much she cries, she has to wipe away her tears and float the sedan chair. ”

"So, what I'm going to do is stop this marriage?"

When Ning Feng thought of this, his original crying and laughing turned into a bitter smile.

"Trouble...... It's true...... It's big......"

He looked down at his hand, not his right hand, which held the magic pen, but his left hand, which was empty.

Left hand open. The palm is empty. Only the fingerprints are clear and messy. It's like Ning Feng's mood at the moment.

Of course, he didn't want to watch the pattern in his palm and tell his fortune or something, but made a fist-clenching motion, then let go and sighed:

"Strength!"

"Spiritual power, magic weapons, and methods...... , I can't bring anything in, I can't use anything, what can I do to stop the old demon from marrying a woman?"

Ning Feng's face fell, and he instantly looked bleak and gloomy with the people of Shenjiazhuang.

"Take it one step at a time!"

Ning Feng is sluggish with the wind, and the water is cold. The impassioned attitude of the strong man who never returned to death strode into the Zhuangzi.

As the old Zhuang Jiahan said, the Shen family is not only hospitable, but also a kind family, in addition to warm hospitality, all kinds of reminders Ning Feng left early, don't get involved.

The problem is that Ning Feng was originally involved in it, how could he leave?

So all kinds of people also pretended to be stupid, and the Shen family was helpless. is still kind and will make Ning Feng an outsider. Arrange to go to the innermost part to have a wedding feast.

Ning Feng pretended not to be aware on his face, but secretly sighed and accepted this love.

The Shen family obviously saw that Ning Feng would not listen to him, and they were afraid of hurting his life, so they settled him in the innermost, so that even if something happened, it would not be the first time he was killed, leaving a chance to escape.

Such an opportunity is left to a scholar whose origin is unknown, who meets for the first time, and who still does not listen to good people, the kindness and kindness of the Shen family can be seen.

"That's it. ”

"Don't say that this is a machine spirit dream, I came here to complete the machine spirit dream, even if I meet such people in the real world, there is no reason to sit idly by. ”

Ning Fengyun ate lightly, completely different from the faces of the people around him, and said to himself in his heart:

"I'll take care of this!"

Originally, because of a series of encounters such as fishing before, Ning Feng himself didn't realize that he didn't know when he started dreaming about this machine spirit, but he actually had a kind of indispensable mentality.

In this state of mind, when encountering problems, Ning Feng did not actively look for solutions, but walked with the mood of visiting like an outsider.

If you do it, you can do it, if you can't, it doesn't matter.

At this moment, because of the actions of the Shen family, Ning Feng's mentality was reversed.

It's no longer about completing the task without necessity, it's more about not wanting such a good person to end up.

"Even if it is a machine spirit who creates dreams, how can a good person not have good rewards?"

"Good people, but there is evil retribution, as the saying goes, build bridges and repair roads without corpses, who else is good?"

"I don't know if it's in the sky, anyway, I'm going to be in the wind tube. ”

Ning Feng's eyes opened and closed, and he was shining.

The mood was relaxed, his mind was relaxed, he ate heartily, and no one else on a table was in the mood to put down the chopsticks, and half of them fell into his mouth.

After eating and drinking, Ning Feng pushed the dishes and chopsticks freely, and said to the Shen family's housekeeper who came next to him to urge him to leave quickly: "Xiaosheng was treated by the Shen family, and he was really ashamed, but he had no long things, nothing to repay, and he was not diligent and could not work, but he had a little experience in pen and ink, and he was willing to paint for the Shen family and talk about his heart." ”

After Ning Feng finished speaking, Shi Shiran sat down again, and put on the appearance that you are not going to clean up the tables and chairs quickly, and the four treasures of the study room are waiting.

The old butler was helpless, and wanted to persuade him again, but there was joy outside, and his voice was ethereal, as if it came from heaven.

Ning Feng raised his eyebrows, followed the prestige, and saw that in the distance above the Black Mountain, a bright red carpet was flying into the sky, and the surrounding black gas was rolling, and there were countless demons and evil swarming, and the musicians at the front did not know where they were kidnapped, and they were constantly playing and singing.

"It's time to greet you. ”

Ning Feng understood at a glance.

The surrounding Shen family and Zhuang households were all as earth-colored, or trembling, or simply fell to the ground, and there was a cry like a splash in the direction of the inner house.

"Here we are...... Here it ......."

The butler's face was pale, and he was silent.

Ning Feng stabbed him and asked, "Housekeeper, where is the study?"

When is this all about? Still in the mood to paint? Is this scholar really going to paint? Are you sure it's not death?

The old butler was completely helpless and speechless, and he didn't bother to argue at this time, so he waved his hand and asked the maids to prepare to go.

After a while, the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were ready.

Ning Feng looked at the maid who was trembling all over, and then saw that there was no one to clean up the dishes on the table, and knew that he couldn't count on someone to serve him. sighed. Grab a corner of the tablecloth and shake it open. Sweep all the cold scraps to the ground.

The sound of "bang-la-la" immediately attracted the attention of many people, and for a while, Shen Jiazhuang up and down, even the Miss Shen family and others who came out of the inner house with the phoenix crown and xia were supported by the phoenix crown, and looked at Ning Feng in unison.

Ning Feng was unconscious.

He didn't mean to treat himself as an outsider at all, so he took the four treasures of the study from the maid and spread them on the table, among which all kinds of wolves and rabbits didn't look at it, and threw them on the ground casually.

You don't need to get ink on it. A good handsome inkstone of the first level of the high-grade inkstone, when it falls into the hands of this goods, it will be used as a paperweight.

What Ning Feng held in his hand was naturally a magic pen.

He pressed the tail of his pen to his chin, his expression dazed, his eyes hollow, and he muttered.

The sound was almost inseparable from a gnat, and naturally no one could hear it clearly.

There was such a good thing near the left, so he hurriedly rubbed over and pricked up his ears to eavesdrop. The voice came into my ears: "Uh, what is that." What should I draw?"

The eavesdropper stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

In his heart, there were 10,000 grass and mud horses whistling by, what was the situation? This posture was so sufficient, did he dare to even think about what to paint?

Ning Feng couldn't see this person's reaction at all.

It's true that he doesn't know what to paint, but he knows why?!

"I came in this machine spirit dream, in this place, I am afraid that the machine spirit is no different from the gods, I am not a real body, and I am a world under other people's rules, so it is normal that I can't use my strength. ”

"But things always have to be solved, the machine spirit created this dream and lured me in, it doesn't always want to watch another play through my eyes?"

"The door was closed tightly for me, but the window was open. ”

Ning Feng looked down at the window, no, he looked at the magic pen.

The only thing he could use was the power of the magic pen.

What Ma Liang can do, at least in this dream, Ning Feng can also do.

With a certain mind, he grasped the key and the point of breaking the game.

"That's it!"

Ning Feng's blank gaze swept over the entire Shen family Zhuangzi, and finally froze in one place, finally knowing what to paint.

"Brush Brush Brush ~~~"

Seeing that the festive sound in the sky was getting closer and closer, Ning Feng didn't dare to delay for a moment, and quickly put down his pen.

With his posture, what he knew was splashing and painting, and what he didn't know thought he was dusting the paper, and the action was so fast that the afterimages were out of the capital.

Ning Feng's hands did not stop, and it did not prevent him from constantly raising his head and looking at the place that triggered his inspiration before.

His actions naturally attracted the attention of the Shen family, and I don't know how many people followed his gaze, and the next moment, most of the people who couldn't cry or laugh were taken.

Ning Feng looked at it while copying the painting, and it was the door god that was posted on every house, and there was nothing surprising about it.

Knowing what the template was, the Shen family didn't even have the last curiosity and interest in how he painted, and turned into a defeated rooster again.

Among them, there is also Miss Shen who didn't pay attention from beginning to end.

She was supported by the old women who had come back to her senses, and walked towards the door step by step, feeling miserable: "Why, why is my life so bitter?"

"God-damn youkai, god-damn youkai......"

"Oh my God, who's going to save me......"

Miss Shen Jia's tears were only a few steps, and when she walked outside the door, the tears had washed away her face, leaving traces like scars, just like the traces in her heart at the moment.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, a sedan chair fell from the sky and landed squarely at the door of Shenjiazhuang.

Farmers are scattered as birds and beasts.

There was a strange laugh in the sky, and the dark clouds gathered in the sky and shrouded down, as if it had suddenly turned from day to night.

"Bride, why don't you get on the sedan car quickly?"

A voice that is neither yin nor yang, and looks very old, came down from the sky, and the sound of blowing, playing and singing was covered and pressed cleanly, and listening to it, everyone was chilled physically and mentally, as if it was about to freeze.

"Do you want this king to bring his father-in-law and mother-in-law with him, so that you are willing to get on the sedan chair, madam?"

"It doesn't matter if so, this king is worried that the lady is bored after marriage, obsessed with this king, and it is good to bring his family. ”

The words of this old demon are almost more threatening than the dark clouds in the sky.

As for a "bride", a "lady", and a "lady" change their titles, they are afraid of obsession as soon as they open their mouths, and they show their playful attitude.

The young lady of the Shen family was shaky when she heard this, and felt that the sky was about to fall, but she didn't dare to fall or faint, for fear of bringing disaster to her family recently.

She forced herself to walk outside the door, and saw the blood-red sedan chair, opened to the open door curtain like opening a bloody mouth, imagining that as soon as she walked into the sedan chair, it was as if she had walked into the mouth of an old monster, still sucking and licking, Miss Shen finally couldn't bear it, threw herself on the sedan chair, and cried bitterly.

"Woo woo~~woo woo~~"

"Who...... Who's going to save me...... Woo woo woo ~ ~~ "

Under this scene, it seems that two worlds coincide all at once, isn't it the scene painted by the magic pen Ma Liang?

Under this scene, Ning Feng paused his pen and raised his head.

The wind suddenly rose, and the inkstone holding the rice paper was moved to the side by Ning Feng at some point, and the unrestrained wind suddenly brought up paintings of door gods, heavenly soldiers, and six dings and six jias and flew up.

The wind swept the drawing paper, skimmed over the people of the Shen family from the top of the head, and flew over the sedan chair, like a snowflake rolling upside down, rolling towards the demons in the sky.

On each piece of paper, the messy brushstrokes outline a clear outline, I dare not say how good the drawing is, at least it is highly recognizable enough, anyone can recognize what it is at a glance?

"I haven't painted it in years, but it hasn't fallen yet. ”

Ning Feng thought smugly, facing everyone's stunned gazes, he pointed to the paintings with a magic pen from afar, and spit out a word lightly:

"Hurry!"

Suddenly, the sky was filled with golden light, piercing the dark clouds...... (To be continued......)