Chapter 464 The big melon is actually myself!

  Except for Gao Min, several girls saw this battle for the first time, and they were so scared that they clenched each other's hands.

  Du Yihuan took the lead in reacting, hiding behind her sister-in-law, and tremblingly said: "Sister-in-law, is there a ghost in this painting?"

   "Ghost?" Ye Wanxi snorted and shook his head, "It's just a touch of remnant soul that was used to harm others."

   Ye Wanxi said, taking a step forward, reaching out and touching the snow-white drawing paper, a trace of clarity passed in her eyes.

   As soon as she turned her head, she saw Zhang Fujia staring in her direction curiously, and said with a faint smile: "Would you like to come up and touch it?"

   "It can't be done." Zhang Fujia took three steps back in shock, using his body to show his resistance.

   Ye Wanxi didn’t force it, but asked quietly, “Have you seen the Painted Skin in “Liao Zhai”?”

  In ancient times, there was a scholar surnamed Wang. On the way, she met a young girl who had fled. Seeing her beauty, she brought her home to have a relationship, and then hid her in a secret room at home.

  I don’t want this beautiful girl to be a hideous evil spirit in human skin. After being seen through, the evil spirit rushed into the scholar's bedroom and poached the scholar's heart.

  Zhang Fujia recalled the content of the story, shivered severely, and asked in a low voice: "I have seen it. But what does that have to do with this painting...?"

  "Look carefully at the paper of this painting. Does it look like the human skin drawn by the evil spirit in the story?"

  The faces of Zhang Fujia and others turned green all of a sudden, people...human skin? What kind of insidious thing, it sounds terrible!

  This drawing paper turned out to be human skin, and the red on the man’s face in the drawing, shouldn’t it be real blood? !

  The only person in the Zhang family who can remain calm is Zhang Xiaoxiao: "But...but the person in this painting is a man! My brother is in his dream..."

  In Zhang Xiaoxiao’s consciousness, aren’t all the monsters who seduce men and attract people are women? Is it possible that this painting is actually a lady pretending to be a man?

   Seeing what she was thinking, Ye Wanxi glanced at Zhang Fujia with a little sympathy: "Who said that a fascinating spirit can't be a man? Has Huang Jiulang heard of it?"

  "Huang Jiulang?" Zhang Xiaoxiao was a little confused.

  Compared with the well-known "Painted Skin", Huang Jiulang is really not well-known.

   Finally, Wen Caiyi explained in a small voice: "A famous male vixen has the habit of breaking sleeves."

   Zhang Xiaoxiao was startled, Zhang's father and Zhang's mother were shocked.

  Everyone: "!!!" The real lover is here!

  Zhang Fujia’s entire face was green: "No, no, don’t get me wrong, I’m really not..."

   Zhang Xiaoxiao was about to cry with his hands on his head: "No wonder you are an old virgin at such an age, so... so..."

   "It turned out to be a ghost, I really am not! I like women, I like women." Zhang Fujia's voice was splitting with anxiety.

   Helpless compared to his defense, everyone is obviously more willing to believe what they have seen and judged with their own eyes.

  In the end, Ye Wanxi justified and explained: "Essences and ghosts have no entities, and they can change men and women at will."

  Zhang Fujia's eyes lighted slightly, thinking that he was about to get rid of the wrongdoing.

  No, Ye Wanxi’s next sentence is: "But I don’t know what their body is."

   "..." My mentality has collapsed!

   "There are two strands of remnant soul hidden in this painting, one male and one female."

The hidden meaning of   , who knows whether the person who enters your dream is this man or this woman? Or is it both male and female, male and female?

  Zhang Fujia ignited a glimmer of hope when he heard this, but after careful consideration, I always felt that something was wrong. How did it feel that it was getting darker and darker? !

  "A man and a woman? The man is the person in the painting, the woman is..."

  Mother Zhang's words came to an abrupt end, because she whitened her face when she thought of the paper Ye Wanxi had just mentioned.

  Ye Wanxi twisted her eyebrows, and simply extracted the memories of the two remnant souls in the painting, allowing everyone to understand the origin of the painting more intuitively.

The surname of the man in the painting is Feng. He was originally the son of a wealthy businessman in ancient times. Because of his handsome appearance, Pan An is popular with many wealthy ladies.

  There is a elder brother above him, he is the son of the family and he is better than him in all aspects.

  Only this face, because in the early years when he met a bandit when he followed the caravan to walk the darts, although he was lucky to have his life, there were three or four scary scars on his face, which was quite scary.

  Brother Feng’s wife is also a local lady from a wealthy family. The surname is Yue. The two have childhood sweethearts and two little guesses.

After   Brother Feng was disfigured, Miss Yue persisted in marrying him. The story of the two was praised by the locals as a good story, and Miss Yue won the reputation of virtue for this.

  Can it actually be? Miss Yue had long been tired of the ugliness of Brother Feng, only because of her father's persecution, she had to marry someone she didn't like.

  No one thought that Miss Yue would fall in love with the suave, handsome uncle after entering the door.

  In Feng Erlang’s memory, it was his sister-in-law who took the initiative to seduce him. He was very resistant from beginning to end, and he had never acted beyond the rules.

  But the "private affair" between the two was finally stabbed in front of the eldest brother.

  The eldest brother who was wearing a green hat used cruel methods to let Ms. Yue's skin be peeled off, and then he threw Feng Erlang into the river to feed the fish.

After   , still puzzled, he invited a warlock to draw a portrait of Feng Erlang using Miss Yue’s skin as a paper, and confine the souls of the two in the painting forever, never to be overborn.

  As for Feng Erlang's painted face on the portrait, it was also due to his hatred for his younger brother's beautiful appearance that Brother Feng deliberately destroyed it.

  After reading this memory, everyone was embarrassed by Feng's cruel methods, while sympathizing with Feng Erlang.

   "It's wrong for Miss Yue to cheer her uncle Zichun with her husband behind her back, but what does it matter to Feng Erlang? He has always refused! In the end, she was thrown into the river to feed the fish. What a disaster."

"Yes, that's right, Miss Yue did act to seduce her uncle, but Feng Erlang did not cross the line with her. She was in love with her and didn't do anything. It was a pitiful end. ."

   "Although the disfigured eldest brother is also pitiful, but I always feel that he does not listen to his brother's explanation. In all likelihood, it is a psychological distortion after the disfigurement. I can't see my brother is so good-looking and deliberately retaliate."

"I think so."

  Anyway, people with good-looking faces will enjoy themselves wherever they go.

  Only based on this one-sided memory, and Feng Erlang's beautiful male face, several people have already subconsciously stood on his side.

  Ye Wanxi laughed, but had to remind a few people: “In many cases, people’s memories have a certain beautifying effect on themselves. What you just saw may not be true. It’s better not to make a conclusion too early.”

  This is the first time that a few people have encountered this kind of thing. Ye Wanxi didn't say how they knew that there was such a particular kind of particularity, and immediately shut up, and no longer dared to express opinions casually.

  (End of this chapter)