I want to cultivate swordsman

The female ghost in the painting?

After listening to Sun Dabao's narration, Xu Zhiqiu couldn't help feeling a little surprised.

But as a cultivator and a human being in two lifetimes, I don't feel afraid at all.

At three o'clock in the night, Sun Dabao closed the stall half an hour earlier than usual, and led Xu Zhiqiu to his residence.

The yard is not far from the soup restaurant, there are only two houses, Sun Dabao usually lives in the north house, and the other room is empty.For some unknown reason, Sun Dabao never married, so he lived alone.

Xu Zhiqiu followed Sun Dabao to the north of the courtyard, and the two stood in front of the bedroom door, but Sun Dabao refused to go in again, probably because what happened last night still left him with lingering fears.

"Mr. Xu, exorcising ghosts and evil spirits is your job as practitioners. I, Sun Dabao, can't do anything other than make mutton soup, so I won't go in and cause trouble for you. I'll be waiting for you in the yard, waiting for you." good news."

Sun Dabao said in a low voice, suppressing his voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing the people in the painting in the room.

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Xu Zhiqiu's answer, he ran to the center of the yard in a hurry, hugging the persimmon tree.

Seeing that he was so timid as a mouse, Xu Zhiqiu couldn't help but smiled, and then pushed the door open and entered.

The layout of the bedroom is very simple, and there are not many furnishings. With the help of the cold moonlight, one can see a picture scroll hanging on the wall, presumably it should be the one Sun Dabao mentioned.

There is a woman painted in the picture scroll, both in appearance and figure are superior. What is even more commendable is that the woman in this painting is honest with others, without any concealment, and is extremely charming.

It's hard to look away just by looking at it.

Xu Zhiqiu stared at the scroll for a long time, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, perfect art is always fascinating.

It's just a little strange, after waiting for a long time, the person in the painting has not moved for a long time.

Are you shy?Xu Zhiqiu thought that it was possible.

He was not in a hurry, and while admiring the scroll, he waited for the person in the painting to appear.

About two quarters of an hour later, there was a gust of cold wind in the room out of thin air, the door was closed abruptly, the moonlight was blocked out, and the bedroom, which was not considered bright at all, was a bit darker.

At the same time, Xu Zhiqiu noticed that the scrolls on the wall were different from before.

It seems that the woman in the painting has become more and more lively, and the picture scroll that could only be regarded as a dead thing now seems to have become a living thing.

Xu Zhiqiu stared at the picture scroll closely, and found that there was a faint smile on the woman's extremely beautiful face that had never been seen before.

Not long after, a woman's chatter and laughter sounded in the room: "Such a beautiful day, young master, would you like to spend a spring night with my servant?"

The voice is soft and coquettish, with a coquettish tone in the tone, like a concubine in the palace seeking the emperor's favor in the middle of the night, or like an oiran in a brothel seeking pleasure from a benefactor.

If it is an ordinary person, as long as they hear this voice, they will be fascinated, lost their minds, and dream about things.

It's a pity that Xu Zhiqiu is not an ordinary person, staring at the scroll with clear eyes, without any look of longing.

Seeing that he was silent, the beauty in the painting spoke again: "My lord, my family is not a disaster, I hope you will take pity on me."

As she said that, the woman walked out of the painting and threw herself into Xu Zhiqiu's arms.

Xu Zhiqiu is not Liu Xiahui, and he has not reached the state of being calm, so he can't help but blush.

But that's all.

He coughed twice, and whispered to himself: "The girl's appearance is extremely beautiful. If you have a bad luck in the next life, you can be an oiran. I just hope that after reincarnation, you will stop thinking about harming others."

After finishing speaking, Xu Zhiqiu put his two fingers together, circulated the true energy in his body, and stabbed towards the throat of the beauty in his arms.

"call!"

A gust of wind suddenly blew up inside the house, and the wooden tables, vases, and cabinets fell to the ground one after another. The female ghost took advantage of the gust and floated to the corner, avoiding Xu Zhiqiu's finger sword.

Then, she covered her face and wept, making a pitiful look, and said: "Master, is he really going to be so cruel? My family is willing to serve you for the rest of your life, why would you treat me like this?"

Xu Zhiqiu remained silent, the first blow missed, and he struck again, the true energy in his body circulated rapidly, a hazy luster appeared on the fingertips three inches away, he pointed like a sword, and stabbed at the female ghost quickly, there was a faint roar of thunder.

In less than a breath, the finger sword pierced the female ghost's eyebrows, causing her body to collapse every inch of her body.

But in the next moment, as the female ghost's body disappeared, the scene in the room suddenly began to change. The bedroom with simple furnishings turned into a magnificent palace in the blink of an eye. Dozens of beauties danced in the palace, looking extremely beautiful.

They danced and lamented:

"Young master is so cruel!"

"Why does the young master treat the servants like this?"

"Young master~~~"

"Young master~~~"

The charming voice came into his ears, Xu Zhiqiu frowned lightly, and looked at the beauties dancing in the palace. For a moment, his spirit was a little trance, but he soon regained his clarity.

He took a deep breath, straightened his body, made a formula with his left hand and placed his fingers on his dantian, and made a formula with his right hand and placed his fingers between his eyebrows. Immediately afterwards, a powerful and sharp sword came out through his body, covering the entire palace.

At this moment, Xu Zhiqiu seemed to be transformed into a peerless sword.

The force of the sword made the entire palace shake.

"break!"

A low shout exploded like winter thunder, and the fierce sword turned into a tornado and struck all directions. Those beauties who were dancing before were instantly strangled by the sword, and the whole palace disappeared together.

The illusion was shattered, and the scene in front of him returned to its original appearance again. Xu Zhiqiu was still in the bedroom, but there were many cracks on the picture scroll hanging on the wall, just like the marks left by someone who had been scratched by a sword.

The smile on the face of the beauty in the painting has disappeared, replaced by panic and fear.

"Young master, I promise you that I will never harm anyone again, and I beg you to have mercy and let me live."

A woman's begging for mercy sounded in the picture scroll, Xu Zhiqiu sighed and responded softly: "It's too late, reincarnation, be a good person in the next life."

With a flash of the sword finger, the scroll was cut in half.

The woman in the painting screamed and disappeared completely, and the scroll became a blank sheet of paper, no longer capable of harming others.

The moment the female ghost dissipated, a mass of white light imperceptible to others penetrated into the center of Xu Zhiqiu's eyebrows and disappeared.

Xu Zhiqiu noticed it, but it was not intentional, but something in the cabin absorbed the light.

He wanted to check it out, but thought that this was not his home, so he gave up the idea.

After a short pause, Xu Zhiqiu pushed open the door and walked out.

At this time, Sun Dabao ran over in a hurry, poked his head to look into the room, and when he saw the picture scroll that had been broken in two and turned into white paper, he was stunned.