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Chapter 18 Painting Ghosts [Please read]

The ancient painting is placed in the main hall of the hall. It depicts a picture of a maid doing embroidery, with an elegant and generous posture.

"Zhang Weng, where did your painting come from?"

Xu Changsheng asked directly.

"This……"

Zhang Weng first glanced at Wu Banxian, and when he saw that he was silent, he said: "When my father was still alive, he spent a good amount of rice to get this from a refugee who was fleeing the disaster. He said it was the family heirloom of that victim."

"Later, when I was sorting out my father's belongings, I found this painting. I saw that it was good, so I hung it in the hall."

In fact.

When Xu Changsheng looked at this ancient painting, the old Taoist priest also noticed this ancient painting.

At first glance it's unremarkable.

But upon closer inspection, he discovered that the ghostly aura was extremely strong in the corner of this ancient painting.

Previously, just when he was practicing this method, Xu Changsheng, who had extraordinary eyesight, had discovered that a corner of the ancient painting had turned up in a very small arc...

"How brave!"

The old Taoist shouted loudly and picked up the ancient painting with his magical sword.

The moment the ancient painting fell to the ground, a yellow talisman fell on it and burned on its own. In an instant, the fire swept through the entire ancient painting.

In the light of the fire, the ancient paintings were reduced to ashes.

As the fire light died down, a thin golden page appeared on the ground, and the next second, a shadow rose from it.

Her face was blurry and erratic, her long hair was hanging down, and she could only be roughly identified as a woman.

And around her neck, there was a red cloth tied.

"Ghost, ghost!"

When Zhang Weng and his wife saw a ghost with their naked eyes, they were so frightened that they fell to the ground and crawled out the door on their hands and feet.

The ghost finally appears.

However, the old Taoist priest did not panic at all. Instead, his eyes showed joy. He patted his waist, and a hemp rope came out from it, and he immediately tied up the ghost figure.

His spiritual energy attached to his hand and he picked up the golden page from the ashes.

Xu Changsheng was standing next to him, and he could naturally see that there was also a painting on the golden page, which looked like a "hanging woman" branded on it.

"The golden page hides and paints ghost pictures. This is actually a ghost painting!"

The old Taoist priest laughed.

He immediately turned to look at Xu Changsheng, with ecstasy in his eyes, "This is a painting made by a real person facing the Li Gui King. Although it is only a fake, it is still a rare treasure for those in the Qi Condensation Stage."

"As long as Pindao refines it, there will be an extra help out of thin air!"

The old Taoist priest turned away after speaking, not caring whether Xu Changsheng understood or not.

At this moment, he just hopes that someone can share his joy.

When I came to Guobei County this time, it was a rare surprise to meet Xu Changsheng who was carrying the Immortal Sword.

Not to mention that now you can meet treasures like the Golden Page Ghost Painting!

The ghost was just a shadow, and only the golden page was its root. The old Taoist priest made a secret in his hand, and the long rope flew back, wrapping around the gold page, and the ghost dissipated on its own.

He then tied the long rope and the gold page back to his waist, and after getting the treasure, he calmed down a little.

But in an instant, he suddenly turned to look at Xu Changsheng.

His eyes were startled.

He found that it seemed that since he came to Zhang's house, Xu Changsheng no longer had the previous fear in front of him.

Even if he saw a ghost at this moment, ordinary people like Zhang Weng would have been frightened and crawled away, but he still looked calm.

Even this ghost painting was noticed by him...

Xu Changsheng did not speak, but the iron sword he carried behind him glowed with a faint white light, but disappeared in an instant.

'A Qi Refiner, a Qi Refiner whose cultivation level he couldn't tell, has been following him for so long! '

'What's more important is that he is still so young! '

Countless thoughts have flashed through the mind of the old Taoist priest, including the old drama of "a powerful person pretending to be a young man and walking around the world to understand the way of heaven".

There is also a new drama about "the top talented disciple of the Immortal Sect goes out to experience the mission".

But no matter which one it is, it's not something that his half-baked Qi Condensation Stage can handle!

The old Taoist priest's back was instantly wet with sweat. He tremblingly took out the long rope from his waist, along with the gold page, and handed it out respectfully.

"Please, please let me go, senior."

he asked in a trembling voice.Xu Changsheng was not stupid, so he naturally knew what the old Taoist priest was thinking, and then he glanced coldly, "What do I want from your rags?"

"Yes, yes, this is tatters, it's tatters."

The old Taoist priest didn't dare to put it away, so he could only carry it with his hands. He didn't dare to wipe the sweat on his forehead. He just lowered his head and resisted from kneeling.

"Pretending to be here is my choice and has nothing to do with you."

The old Taoist priest just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

"But you have been so blind over and over again. Do you really think that I am easy to bully?!"

Xu Changsheng suddenly turned up the volume, and then an unknown pressure fell on the old Taoist priest. He could no longer bear the pressure and fell to his knees on the ground.

Xu Changsheng's expression paused for a moment, but he quickly covered it up.

"Please let me go, senior, please let me go, senior."

The old Taoist kowtows like pounding garlic.

Xu Changsheng looked down at him from a high position, "I'm too lazy to kill you, I'm just looking at your paper mantra technique, it seems interesting..."

Before Xu Changsheng finished speaking, the old Taoist priest quickly took out a book from the book box and presented it with both hands.

At the same time, I let out a sigh of relief in my heart. Fortunately, I am stupid and have never been able to master the paper-cutting technique, so I carry it with me.

If I didn't bring this thing with me today, wouldn't I be dead?

However, the technique that the great masters have said is definitely a treasure. If you can go back alive today, you must understand it carefully.

The old Taoist priest had many thoughts in his mind, but he hurriedly said:
"This is the technique, please let me have a look at it, senior."

Xu Changsheng reached out and took it, without looking at it, and said coldly: "Take your rags and get out of here."

"If I hear any news about me outside..."

"I don't dare, I definitely don't dare!" the old Taoist priest said firmly.

"You don't have to be afraid. I have a flying sword and am good at decapitating people from thousands of miles away."

The old Taoist priest was shaking even more violently, and he didn't even know how he left this house.

I just remember the last words my senior said were, "Do you want to take away the paper man in my house?"

The old Taoist priest seemed to be falling into an abyss.

I thought I had done it cleverly, but in the eyes of these seniors, what was the difference between doing it in front of him?
'I saved my life today. '

……

The old Taoist left.

Zhang Weng and his wife also hid outside the house and did not dare to come in.

Xu Changsheng put away the book containing the spells, looked at the corner, and suddenly asked, "When did you see it?"

When he first shocked the old Taoist priest, that inexplicable light pressure was created by Hu Beizhi.

Xu Changsheng was familiar with him and could naturally detect it.

The fox did not appear again this time, but the sound was heard.

"I already discovered it when you came to Pingsha Mountain to find me."

"It's earlier than I expected... But how did you find out?" Xu Changsheng didn't realize that he could see through the immortal magic he had cultivated.

"Because you have become so confident that it scares me."

"You can hide other things from me, but you can't hide this temperament."

Xu Changsheng nodded silently.

"Now that you've seen it all, why are you still willing to go to Miliang Town with me, if you're not afraid that I'll really kill you?"

The fox smiled, "Then you didn't kill him in the end?"

Xu Changsheng didn't know what to say, so fortunately he didn't speak any more.

He bent down and pulled out a gray silk thread from the ground and the ashes after the ancient painting burned.

He didn't dare to ask for the ghost painting, even though he knew that as long as he nodded, the old Taoist priest would definitely keep it, but he still didn't dare to ask for it.

He had a hunch that he wouldn't be able to deal with that thing.

Especially without the ghost paintings bound by the silk thread on my hands...

Xu Changsheng was about to leave.

The fox's voice sounded again, "Brother Xu, do you think we are still friends?"

Xu Changsheng stopped and asked:
"Then can you tell me what happened between you and that private school teacher's daughter?"

(End of this chapter)