"Bang..." Just as Jiuyan was in a daze, a loud noise suddenly came from outside the door. The door was closed and locked, and he was trapped here.
Jiuyan didn't pay too much attention to it. After all, he could use his spiritual power to break the lock. What should have caught his attention the most now was the painting. It was beautiful, but it would not be good to harm others.
In order not to be possessed, Jiuyan covered her eyes and walked around the room with her senses.
This house seems to be just an ordinary house, but it contains several spiritual powers at the same time. Some are relatively pure, while others are unstable.
The spiritual power of Qinglong Continent is respected, with red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple in order from low to high. Some people are spiritually trained in heaven and earth, while others are promoted by elixirs and have weak foundations.
The spiritual power in this place is chaotic and there are many spiritual powers at the same time, so it is obvious that something is at work.
"Do you think it will be okay if you blindfold your eyes?" A shadow suddenly flashed in the painting, reaching straight for Jiuyan's pubic area. Before it touched it, it was hit back into the painting by a ray of light.
"It's not what I think, it's what you think." Jiuyan smiled and took off her blindfold, revealing her golden eyes. The sarcasm in the corners of her eyes could not be erased.
"This is the first time I've seen someone as stupid as you. Why? Are you unwilling? Do you think spiritual power is so easy to absorb?" Jiuyan looked at the woman in front of him and sighed helplessly.
"Why are you sighing? I have already lost, isn't it my turn to sigh?" When the woman saw Jiuyan sighing, she thought she was mocking her for not knowing her own abilities.
"Sigh? I'm laughing at you for being stupid. Your spiritual power is exhausted and you can no longer maintain your human form, let alone her appearance. Will he still look at you?" Jiuyan really couldn't bear to expose her sweet dream, and she could tell.
She loves Gu Xian, but he is using her.
After hearing Jiuyan's words, the woman was neither hysterical nor angry. She seemed to be immersed in her own world, thinking about the joy of the moment they met.
She sat quietly in the painting, looking at the scenery in the distance. Her figure could no longer be maintained. Jiuyan felt a little distressed when he saw it. He also hoped that this woman could come out, and maybe there was still a little hope.
Finally, she spoke. Instead of being harsh just now, she was as gentle as the breeze blowing across her cheek. Jiuyan knew that she might have something to ask him, so he did not disturb her.
"Young master, you are not an ordinary person, and your guessing ability is extraordinary. In the final analysis, you are to blame for today's situation. No one can blame you. I dare to ask the master to burn this painting, which is my wish." The woman's voice became weaker and weaker, until she disappeared.
Got the sound.
Jiuyan used his spiritual power to reach out and bring the woman out of the painting. Unexpectedly, something happened that left him even more speechless.
As soon as the woman came out, she seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, and she stuck to Jiuyan's body, like an octopus. Her hands wandered around Jiuyan's body, but her movements were exactly the same as before, reaching for Jiuyan's body.
Dantian.
Although the nephrite was warm and fragrant in her arms, Jiuyan's mind was on Gu Ye's face. Jiuyan grabbed the woman's hand, but the woman seemed to have changed. Her face began to fester and became ferocious.
Jiuyan slapped her into the painting, but found that many women began to appear in the painting, and their faces were exactly the same.
Their fingertips wanted to penetrate the drawing paper, but were blocked. Unless someone took them out, Jiuyan was a little scared when she thought of this, but luckily they didn't get all out. Thinking about it made her scalp numb.
"What a pity for this woman!" Jiuyan couldn't help but sigh. Then she shook her head and smiled. She had been in the human world for a long time, and she was as indecisive as Zhang Ning.
Then, a fire was lit to burn the painting. It burned away the woman's obsession and the unwillingness of those who had their spiritual power sucked away.
Jiuyan was very curious about how the old man Gu Xian made the girl work for him, even if she lost her soul. This kind of friendship is rare in the world.
Seeing the painting turned into ashes, Jiuyan waved his hand and made it disappear. When he walked to the door, his spiritual power moved and he heard the sound of the lock being opened.
Jiuyan subconsciously pushed the door, but couldn't push it. He never thought that there was a huge net waiting for him outside, just waiting for him to come out.
"There's nothing we can do!" Jiuyan had no choice but to conjure up a Suzaku and set fire to the room. When people outside saw the fire, they all hurriedly went to find water to put out the fire. Jiuyan then came out unhurriedly.
"Did you do this?" Gu Mo didn't see the young master when he went back. Yue Ya said that Jiu Yan went to find him. He was happy for a long time and only found him when he didn't come back. Unexpectedly...
"Speak!" Gu Mo shouted loudly, how could his young master do this? This is his mother's house, his last memory.
Jiuyan just looked at him and said nothing. Jiuyan knew clearly that there was a rift between them this time, and if it was not handled well, it would directly collapse.
"Listen to my explanation..." Jiuyan wanted to explain, but the words came to his lips but he couldn't come out. What should he explain? Explain that he didn't burn down the house? Explain that he didn't do it on purpose?
Gu Mo watched Jiu Yan stammering, unable to speak for a long time, and his heart was already cold. Gu Mo resisted the tears from falling, and looked hard at the sky, hoping that the tears would go away.
Jiuyan felt like her heart was pricked with needles when she saw Gu Mo. Gu Mo could cry, hit him, scold him, kick him, or even... kill him.
But he chose the most distressing way and took the responsibility himself. He did not take his anger out on anyone and no longer trusted anyone.
"Gu Mo... don't leave." Jiuyan opened her mouth to keep him. Once he leaves, they may never see each other again.
Gu Mo stopped and smiled miserably, "Young master, you have to be good. Gu Mo, I don't blame you. After all, it was me who brought you to the house. This responsibility should also be mine. It's just...
"
Gu Mo didn't look back. He strode outside without looking at his young master again.
The world laughs at him for being stupid and ignorant, but who knows that he lives a more enlightened life than anyone else. He doesn't want to care about others, so he will be squeezed, but at least he is safe. Someone comes forward, but breaks his tranquility.
Jiuyan looked at the direction Gu Mo left and shed a tear. He was the god of fire, how could he shed tears. Only this time, he was really sad.
"Ninth Young Master, is this fire?" Yue Ya followed Gu Mo here, and saw Gu Mo walking away alone from a distance. The Lan room suddenly caught on fire again, and she felt something had happened in her heart.
"I let him go." Jiuyan said softly, feeling extremely painful and depressed. How would he face Gu Mo now?
"The reason?" Yue Ya knew that the Ninth Young Master was not an unreasonable person, and there must have been a misunderstanding. But this Lan family might be more troublesome for the head of the family.
Jiuyan was a little surprised when she heard Yue Ya's words. Her master didn't ask anything, but she actually knew. "Someone wants to kill me." Jiuyan could only say this, for fear of being frightened if she said too much.