In a dilapidated house deep in a dark alley in the Beicheng District of Shenjing City, an ugly ghost with a naked body and white hair and several feet tall was located in the house out of thin air.
Like a mosquito trapped in amber, it is lifelike and eye-catching, making people marvel at the magic of creation.
There really are such things as ghosts in this world...
Zhang Shun ignored Fangyuan's random thoughts at the moment. He walked forward slowly and took out the "magic pen" from Wang Sheng's desperate and crazy eyes.
Having lost his biggest support and trump card, even though he was still imprisoned and immobilized, Wang Sheng's face still began to twist in pain, and an extremely huge amount of resentment emerged from him.
Zhang Shun can guarantee that even the ugliest monsters Goblins and strange demons in the "fairy world" cannot compare to Wang Sheng's twisted and ugly face at this moment.
However, he didn't pay much attention to Wang Sheng, but carefully felt the "magic pen" in his hand, and then winked at Fangyuan.
The "force field" that restrained everything in the house disappeared instantly, but the most conspicuous naked and white-haired giant ghost did not continue to rage after restraining its own power from disappearing.
Instead, he looked at Zhang Shun who was holding the "magic pen" in an unusually docile manner, as if waiting for his instructions.
"Kneel down!"
"bump!"
As soon as Zhang Shun finished speaking, the ugly giant monster's knees immediately fell to the ground with a muffled sound, and he was already kneeling straight on the ground.
Holding this "magic pen" that seemed to be made of ordinary material in his hand, sensing the spiritual connection with the giant ghost in the hall, Zhang Shun smiled like a man seeing a brand new toy.
After controlling the white-haired red ghost again, moving forward and backward, and rolling upside down, Zhang Shun finally got over the novelty a little.
"Interesting, this Black Water Thief really has a treasure!"
"That's right! Brother Shun, what do you think of our mission...what reward can we get after dedicating this treasure to the general?"
"Reward? It's just meritorious service. It's probably enough for you to apply for a legendary weapon. Congratulations, Xiaoyuan."
"Really? That's great! Brother Shun, let me tell you, I have long been interested in that one...
Hehe~ I won’t say anything for now, I’ll wait until I get it tomorrow.”
Zhang Shun, who was carrying the legendary war bow, glanced at Fangyuan who looked excited, but did not make fun of this little brother. When he got the legendary weapon, he was even worse than others.
At that time, I was so excited that I felt like nothing...
"Let's go, this Blackwater bandit has no cultivation at all. He has been able to cause trouble for so long, and it seems that it is all thanks to this treasure. I am too lazy to interrogate him, so I will just take him back and hand him over to the new brats of the Guards.
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Fangyuan nodded at first, but when he saw the tall white-haired red ghost in the room, he pursed his lips:
"What should we do with this big guy? If we take him back, he might scare the people in the house."
"This kind of creature only obeys the orders of this magic pen. I just let it stay in this room quietly. As long as there is not a lucky thief breaking in, there shouldn't be a big problem."
Fangyuan thought about the scene where a thief broke into this dilapidated courtyard after they left and saw a giant white-haired ghost-eater in front of him, and couldn't help but laugh.
"Brother Shun, you still have some ideas, hehe!"
However, having said that, the two mentioned that before Huang Sheng left, they summoned two innate masters from the Rongguo Mansion personal guard and asked them to stay here to avoid chaos.
…
At noon the next day, in Rongxi Hall.
Zhang Shun and Fangyuan did not take Wang Sheng out of the cell, who had been interrogated all night. Instead, they came to Rongxi Hall Jia Lian and Qin Keqing, and briefly and quickly reported the two men's investigation process over the past ten days.
Once again, and then presented the "magic pen".
"Oh? According to the two of you, this thing is similar to the pen of the legendary magic pen Ma Liang!"
Jia Lian held the "magic pen" in his hand and played with it for a while. Seeing Qin Keqing's curious eyes, he handed it to his beautiful wife.
Qin Keqing's fair and soft pretty face took over this "magic pen" with a happy mood. The story of Ma Liang, the magic pen, was told to her by her adoptive father Qin Ye when she was a child.
Even girls will yearn for a magical pen that can draw anything!
Of course, Rongguofu has a place like a prison cell, which is actually a closed room for punishing young people who have recently joined the Guards.
However, Jia Lian showed no interest in seeing Wang Sheng across from him, and Zhang Shun just asked people to interrogate him over and over all night.
Wang Sheng has no time to regret and despair now. His current confession is in its eleventh version. Although no severe punishment has been used, Wang Sheng's mental state is on the verge of collapse.
The members of the bodyguard responsible for interrogating him in the Rongguo Mansion obviously used him to test the alternative interrogation method that Jia Lian had mentioned in their chat a few days ago.
That means keep asking!
The prisoner, that is, Wang Sheng, was not given any time to sleep and rest, and he was asked over and over again about the details of how he got the "magic pen" and about his activities over the past year.
If there is any content that is different from the last answer, he will be greeted by endless repeated questions. At the same time, someone will use his true energy to create a huge bright ball of light and place it in front of his eyes, stimulating the Wang Sheng's eyes.
Give him some time to relax and rest.
The members of the personal guards who were watching couldn't help but secretly exclaimed: "Isn't this just treating people like eagles?"
Although they thought the scene was a bit sad, the guards did not have a favorable impression of this blackwater bandit who had caused panic in the city of God for the past six months.
There will be no sympathy, the interrogation is still going on...
What surprised the guards of Rongguo Mansion was that although the Blackwater Bandit had been caught by them and was being interrogated, the Baolinghou Mansion was still visited by the "Blackwater Bandit" again last night. It was said that he was
Stole property worth nearly ten thousand taels of silver...
In the afternoon, the old lady used to take a nap at noon. Daiyu and other sisters from the Jia family were bored and came to Rongqing Hall to see some nephews and nieces.
Unexpectedly, the three little guys were not seen in the Rongxi Hall. Instead, Jia Lian and Qin Keqing were each holding a drawing board and writing and drawing, and they would argue from time to time.
This scene naturally aroused the curiosity of the sisters, and they all laughed and came in to watch.
It turned out that Jia Lian and Qin Keqing had already figured out that the "magic pen" was an exquisite Taoist weapon. At this moment, the couple were competing in their respective painting skills and had determined the right to use the pen next.
Because this exquisite Taoist artifact has not been cultivated for many years, even if Wang Sheng's "lifespan" has been continuously extracted for self-containment in the past year, it can only exert its magical power three times a day.
Too much will consume the original energy of the magic pen.
When Jia Lian was experimenting just now, he used it to draw a red rose, which had already consumed one of today's opportunities. Qin Keqing didn't want Jia Lian to waste the remaining two opportunities.
The two laughed and argued, and the father-in-law said he was right, and the mother-in-law said her mother-in-law was right. Finally, they decided to take out a drawing board to test their painting skills to determine who would own the "magic pen" next.
At this moment, Qin Keqing drew a little roe deer that looked similar to the deer Xiaobai. The only difference was that it didn't have the little antlers on its head.
What Jia Lian painted was a cold beauty who looked exactly like Lin Daiyu, but was mature in age, plump in figure, calm and unsmiling. The only thing that was somewhat surprising was that there were people on the left and right sides of this beautiful beauty.
There are three wide jet black wings!
After Jia Lian finished the painting, the three pairs of wings of the beauty in the painting set off her noble and cool temperament. She was noble and elegant and as powerful as a dark queen, which made Qin Keqing and the Jia family and sisters quietly watch.
He froze in place.
"..."
"Is this...is this Sister Yu? You look so beautiful like this, Sister Yu!"
Xiangyun, who had jumped away, was still the first to come back to her senses. She discovered Hua Dian immediately and exclaimed loudly.
Daiyu was also a little confused. She couldn't help but reach out and touch her little face, but she quickly realized that the person in Jia Lian's painting was not herself, but...
Thinking of this, Daiyu's eyes turned red without knowing it, tears flowed down her cheeks uncontrollably, and she whispered in a low voice: "Mother..."
Although the voice was soft, it was nothing less than a thunder in the ears of the sisters who were paying attention to Xiangyun as she screamed!
Mother?
What Brother Lian painted was Daiyu's mother - our Aunt Min?
But these wings?
Jia Lian was also a little entangled in his heart. He drew Jia Min's current image, originally he just wanted to show it to Qin Keqing, or at least Wang Xifeng.
It's just that I was too immersed in painting just now. When I reacted, Daiyu and the others had already crossed the threshold of Rongxi Hall, so putting it away again seemed a bit deliberate.
That's why this scene happened now...
Seeing Daiyu standing beside him blankly, crying silently, Jia Lian couldn't help but feel a little distressed, and he put his arm around the little girl's shoulders.
"Now, this is how my aunt appeared in my dream a few days ago. Isn't she very beautiful? I remember my aunt said that she is now the queen of angels in the sky."
Lin Daiyu saw that she was being hugged by Brother Lian like a child, and when she heard what he said, although she felt a little shy, she still couldn't help but look up at Jia Lian, and then returned her gaze to the painting:
"Really? Mother...is the Queen of Angels now?
My mother is so beautiful, if only..."
It would be great if I could grow up like this one day!
Listening to the conversation between Jia Lian and Daiyu, Qin Keqing and the Jia sisters standing aside had a look of surprise in their eyes.
Qin Keqing, like Xiang Yun and others, initially thought that Jia Lian was painting a mature and beautified version of Lin Daiyu, and were a little confused that the dark-toned painting style did not seem to match Daiyu.
But I didn't expect that what Jia Lian painted was actually the deceased Jia Min...
"Did you see the look on my aunt's face? In the dream that day, she asked me like this if I had taken good care of her Daiyu and Xiao Yong'er...
If you see my aunt in your dream next time, you must say something nice to me for your second brother, otherwise I will not be able to explain to you in the future."
"..."
Jia Lian coaxed Daiyu while winking with a smile, and soon made several little girls laugh.
When Daiyu heard the laughter of her sisters, she was embarrassed to continue to be so close to Jia Lian in front of them, so she quickly opened Jia Lian's hand gently.
But he didn't leave shyly. Instead, he reached out to pick up the drawing board in front of Jia Lian and made sure it was completely dry. Then he hugged him tightly, left a few words with a slight trembling, and left briskly.
.
"This painting is good, give it to me!"
There is also the second half of the sentence that is so weak that it almost floats in the wind: "Thank you, Brother Lian~"
If it weren't for seeing Jia Lian's painting today, Daiyu's memory of her mother's appearance would be a little blurry~
Among the remaining sisters from the Jia family, Yingchun was indeed the first to react. She gave Jia Lian a thumbs up, left a word of praise, and then chased Daiyu out.
"Brother Du Lian's painting skills are really good. You have to help me draw a beautiful picture next time. I'll go see Daiyu first."
Only then did the little sisters and Qin Keqing react. They also got up and chased Daiyu outside the door.
Only Jia Lian had noticed that Daiyu's nanny had been waiting outside the door. However, Qin Keqing and the others were obviously not worried about the safety of their treatment, but they did not want the little girl to be immersed in the sad atmosphere of her mother's death.
Qin Keqing and the sisters from the Jia family went to comfort Daiyu, so Jia Lian naturally had no one to accompany him. He could only sit alone and play with the magic pen for a while, and then went to find his precious daughter Jia Hong.
At the end of the afternoon, Daiyu returned to the Lin Mansion two streets away on the pretext of missing her father, Lin Ruhai.
This sudden move startled the old lady, but she had a smile on her face. Daiyu's nanny, maid, mother-in-law and others made preparations before sending Daiyu to the Lin Mansion.
After sending the granddaughter away, they quickly summoned a group of sisters to ask what happened, and finally summoned Jia Lian to Rongqing Hall.
"Yu'er suddenly went back to Lin Mansion today. It's all your fault, kid. What are you drawing blindly? If my Yu'er doesn't come back, how will you accompany me?"
"Hey! Ancestor, please be reasonable. My painting was not specially painted for them to see. They came in quietly and saw it themselves. Yu'er even took my proud painting away directly.
, my loss is the biggest."
"I don't care. You can quickly follow Yu'er to Lin Mansion to have a look. You can stay one night, but you must bring Yu'er back to me tomorrow. There is also Yong'er. My grandmother has not seen Xiao Yong for several days."
Son, bring him back to me too."
"Okay, okay, go, go, go, can't I go?"
Let me tell you, don't be afraid of leaving a portrait of your aunt next to Yu'er. It's just like that tablet. It can not only make people sad, but it can also give people strength. It all depends on how we elders guide us..."
Faced with the old lady's attack, Jia Lian kept saying good things, but did not move his buttocks. Instead, he opened his mouth to comfort the old lady as if to prevent it.
"Nonsense! You are still talking about this, just go to the Lin Mansion to do your business!"
have to!
Yes, the old lady is such a smart person, how can she not understand this? It is indeed that she has thought too much.
