in the name of evil

Chapter 18 Where should I draw?
The two of them didn't take the stairs, but jumped down from the top of the five-story building and landed lightly on the ground.

"Daozhang Zhang has such a deep inner strength, isn't it time to refine and transform Qi?" Hui Yi was amazed again and again.

Daoist Zhang waved his hand: "There is still a long way to go. Master Huiyi has sharpened his sword for ten years in the first rank of ten residences, and now he is approaching perfection. See you next time, the master may be an eminent monk of the ten lines."

The two exchanged business ideas, and while walking towards the villa, they talked about the trial.

"I heard that Tianshi's mansion found an oil painting by chance in the early years. The space inside this painting is quite miraculous. Only when the poor monk received a letter from the alliance this time did he know that this painting was actually used as a means of trial. Tianshi The government is really a big deal."

Hui Yi knew that the Tianshi Mansion was rich and powerful, but he didn't expect that it was so rich that even such a rare thing would be willing to use it as a means to test newcomers.

Daoist Zhang sighed after hearing the words: "The master doesn't know something. This painting is not so much magical as it is evil."

"Oh? I'd like to hear about it."

"Master Huiyi should have heard about my brother. In the early years, my brother was unwilling to inherit the mantle of the Tianshi Mansion and insisted on becoming a painter. The elders in the family wanted to dissuade him, but he went north to study painting alone.

If it wasn't like this, he must have already refined and transformed his Qi by now, and I am far behind him.

Now his son is even more talented than Lao Tzu, but he is addicted to playthings. Up to now, he has only built a foundation in a hundred days. It is really a goddamn two-dimensional. "

Zhang Daochang sighed and looked like a resentful woman. Seeing Hui Yi's puzzled face, he cleared his throat and said:

"Ahem, digressing.

My brother came back after finishing his studies, he formed a school of his own, and was considered well-known in Jiangcheng.

Two years ago, my brother came across this oil painting by chance. Although he was neglected in cultivation, his eyesight was still there, and he could see the details of the painting. Telling them does no good.

But who knows, my brother offered a high price to buy this painting, but the owner became greedy, thinking that this painting was worth more money, and rejected my brother.

Brother Kong has the heart to save people, but he has no power to save people. They are just ordinary people, and we can't let them know things they shouldn't know.

At that time, when my brother and I were drinking, I sighed that this might be the doom they deserved, and there was nothing he could do.

So the painting was able to cause trouble, causing the family to be destroyed.

Just because the painting needs to absorb energy from other places in order to maintain the hidden space, and the easiest way is to provide human life as blood food through the ghost who was killed by the painting in the first place.

That ghost is not simple. He can freely go back and forth between the hidden space and the real world through the mirror. He is good at confusing others. If it is not that his own ability is too weak, he may be on the list of people. "

Hui Yi frowned when he heard the words: "For such a dangerous thing, the Tianshi Mansion will let it do whatever it wants?"

Daoist Zhang smiled and said: "Master, please be patient, I haven't finished yet.

Originally, after the oil painting got into trouble, my brother took the risk of being backlashed and told the master how to crack it, but I didn't expect that the daughter of that family turned out to be extremely yin, and she was born to attract filth. To be eaten as blood, on the contrary, took away the mirror ghost's attachment to the painting.

From then on, neither of the two ghosts could do anything to the other, one was in the painting and the other was in the hidden space.

That girl has a good heart, even if she is weak, she will not let the mirror ghost harm others.

On the contrary, the painting has become less dangerous, as long as it does not touch the core, ordinary people will not be targeted by the painting.

Therefore, Tianshi Mansion simply used this as a means to test newcomers. "

"Amitabha." Hui Yi recited the Buddha's name: "This female benefactor has a bodhisattva's heart, but since the painting is not dangerous, why is it taken as a trial task?"

You have a lot of questions. Sometimes you think it's dangerous, and sometimes you don't think it's dangerous. Is the bald donkey always forced?

Although he was slandering in his heart, Zhang Daochang still had a warm smile on his face.

"Did the master forget the requirements of the trial mission?"

After Daoist Zhang mentioned it, Hui Yi remembered that he only looked at the location, not the content of the trial mission.

He took out his mobile phone and glanced at the trial requirements——

【Mission Objective: Find the secret hidden in the abandoned villa and destroy it】

Huiyi read it carefully, and was a little puzzled:

"Just now Daoist Zhang said that this mirror ghost has a chance to be on the list, why do you ask newcomers to destroy it?
Is this a little too strong?
In addition to the painting itself, maybe it can be regarded as a formal task at the bottom of the list, right? "

Huiyi knew that the need to complete the trial task meant that this person did not belong to any of the forces of the Cleaners Alliance. After all, even casual cultivators with some abilities had records in the Cleaners Alliance, and these people did not need to do the trial. Refining tasks.

Generally, those who are discovered by the scouting department of the alliance, that is, anglers, are people who are different from ordinary people and have some psychic abilities. Most of them were ordinary people in the past, and it is impossible to deal with them.

Asking an ordinary person to complete even the last task on the list is tantamount to asking a junior high school student to make a homemade nuclear bomb, which belongs to the Arabian Nights.

"Hahaha, Master Huiyi doesn't know something."

Zhang Daochang explained:

"This task objective is only used to prevent newcomers from being lazy.

As I said just now, this painting is no longer a threat to ordinary people.

If the goal of the mission is to stay in the villa for one night, there is no point in the trial.

That's the only way this rookie will try his best to solve the puzzle. "

"Then what is the actual goal?" Hui Yi was a little curious.

"Just do the first half. As an ordinary person, it is enough to investigate the secret of the painting. The secret of the painting is hidden very deep, and he may not even be able to find the clues we left there."

"So that's it." Hui Yi clasped his hands together and smiled, "The poor monk is relieved."

Seeing Hui Yi's dignified appearance, Daoist Zhang snorted inwardly.

The monks are indeed good looking, unlike us monks who don't care about these things and look sloppy.

"Does the Daoist Zhang think that this newcomer can successfully complete the task?"

After hearing Zhang Daochang's words, Huiyi became very interested in the results.

"No." Zhang Daochang shook his head, resolutely.

Huiyi was a little surprised: "Daozhang Zhang is so sure?"

"Naturally it makes sense."

Daoist Zhang said slowly:
"If he discovers the secret of the oil painting, then what awaits him is the murder of the mirror ghost, and he will most likely be dragged into the inner space.

In this case, it is impossible for him to submit the task, because there is no signal in the hidden space.

So if he really completed the trial, then he should be waiting for our rescue in the hidden space. "

"So that's the case. No wonder Daoist Zhang said that he would go to see it at six o'clock." Hui Yi suddenly realized what the other party said when he first met Daoist Zhang.

Zhang Daozhang nodded, and snorted disdainfully: "Since he submitted the task ahead of time, it means that he didn't discover the secret of the oil painting at all, maybe he just wandered around in it like a headless chicken all night, so he clicked submit on a fluke mind If you want me to say, I don’t even bother to look at it, I must be a mediocre.”

Hui Yi recited the Buddha's name: "If such a person is such a person, even if he joins the cleaners and can learn some superficial spells, he may suffer disaster soon, but let's go and see before drawing conclusions."

"Alright." Zhang Daochang nodded.

He thought the same as Hui Yi, if he didn't even have such insight, even if he had some cultivation, he would lose his life because of lack of brains.

The two walked into the courtyard of the villa talking and laughing, Zhang Daochang began to cast spells, wanting to communicate with the oil painting, to see how far the newcomer has achieved.

But in the next second, the smile on his face froze, and he couldn't help but swear:
"I'm sloppy! Where do I draw?!"

(End of this chapter)