Chapter 5 Chapter 5 Ghost Painting
The heart of harming others is prone to dark ghosts.
Long Baiyue was full of ghostly thoughts, extremely depressed but had nowhere to vent.She wasted all day, and her teeth itched with anxiety. "I must go to the Dabaoen Temple!" She said decisively to Master Zimian at the dinner table, "I haven't recovered my memory after so long, I want to burn incense and pray." "Praying here is enough, why go to the monastery?" Ming Chuangchen disagreed. "I only worship the Buddha, not the Supreme Lord." Long Baiyue stubbornly refused to let go. Worshiping Buddha is false, but disembarking is true.She persisted until the other two compromised. Zimian's route to the prince's palace is passing through Dabaoen Temple, they just need to drop Long Baiyue on the way. "You are busy with your work. I will go back by myself after burning the incense, so don't come to pick me up." She jumped off the boat lightly and landed on the bluestone bricks at the river pier, "Don't worry about me, I can find the way, let alone hire someone Sedan." Zi Mian and Ming Chuangchen stood on the deck, Ming Chuangchen waved to Long Baiyue, and told her loudly: "Be careful along the way!" "Yes." Long Baiyue waved her hand, and when she turned around, she gritted her silver teeth: You guys have to be more careful, I'm not a kind person, let alone that prince... Master Zi Mian seems to have a good relationship with the prince, Long Baiyue thought it was incredible when he recalled what the prime minister said.If the prime minister belongs to the prince's party, how does the prince think of Zi Mian?Want to get rid of him too?Thinking of this, Long Baiyue's heart tightened. Hey?Why is she worried about Master Zimian coming?Long Baiyue touched her cheek in surprise.
When burning incense in Dabaoen Temple, Long Baiyue hesitated for a moment, but still burned the incense of 'seeking things to come'. "May things be done and everything will end sooner..." She clearly knew in her heart that Zi Mian's master and apprentice were good people, but she had accepted black-hearted money back then, how could it be so easy to stop?There are many dreams in the night, and the longer the matter drags on, she is really afraid that she will become more and more entangled by then. She held the incense between her eyebrows, knelt down on the futon, and looked up at the Bodhisattva who was higher than the temple beam.Amidst the cigarette smoke, the Bodhisattva with golden makeup has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and against the dark temple roof, it looks solemn and solemn.Will such a compassionate Bodhisattva grant her despicable request? After kowtowing devoutly, Long Baiyue asked for a signature, which was so complicated and profound that she couldn't understand it.There was a monk releasing the lottery at the entrance of the main hall, Long Baiyue handed over the lottery, but unexpectedly the monk said: "The benefactor is releasing the lottery, please donate Yitong money first." "What?" Long Baiyue was stunned, "Didn't you ask for money before?" "Last month, the temple ran out of water, and now we need to re-expand the temple wing..." "Forget it, I don't know how to sign." Long Baiyue turned to leave, but was stopped by the monk. "Benefactor, if you don't release the lottery, you still need to donate merit money, at least once." The monk persisted and continued to blackmail. evil!Is she really unlucky today, or has the Bodhisattva already punished her and made her lose money? Even if he searched Long Baiyue's whole body, he still couldn't come up with a dime.In the end, she was only willing to take out a bunch of money, and handed the pitiful ten copper coins to the monk.When the monk saw it, he immediately began to be too lazy to talk to her: "The benefactor, please go and fill in the merit book on the side. Oh, by the way, you can only use the ink pen next to the cinnabar pen." This snobbish dead donkey!Long Baiyue couldn't help cursing in her heart.She walked to the desk angrily, and saw two registers on the desk. On the satin-mounted apricot-yellow register, the names filled in with cinnabar pen were neatly written in small script, and the amount of money was recorded under the name. Yes, each fights to be rich.On the other hand, there is a small blue book. On the thin paper, there are mixed handwriting, ink splatters, and even printed on the back of the paper.Probably because of these two lists, people have to donate more money. "What are you writing?" Long Baiyue felt embarrassed when she picked up the pen again and again, feeling that she couldn't afford to lose this person, so she simply dropped the pen. It didn't matter if she threw it, Long Baiyue actually threw her half-bald pen tip into the inkstone, and the ink immediately splashed and hit her moon white cocoon skirt.Seeing this, Long Baiyue immediately screamed, trying to block her skirt, but with a wave of her hand, she knocked down the pen holder again, the pen holder knocked over the pen container, the pen container knocked over the brush washer, and the round brush washer fell down, gurgling her stomach Ink splashed on Long Baiyue's skirt. Long Baiyue closed her eyes in pain, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to hide from everyone's eyes. She tried to keep her face expressionless, but blushed involuntarily, dragging her wet skirt, neither advancing nor retreating.At this time, someone came to her. "Girl, it seems that I have encountered trouble." Long Baiyue raised her head, and saw a young and handsome young man with a burden on his shoulders, with a tired but energetic face on his face. "Yeah, the skirt is so dirty, how can I see people?" No one can help her now, unless Zi Mian collects the ink on her skirt. The young man actually pinched the corner of her skirt and spread it out.Such an abrupt move, even someone who is as seasoned as a dragon and Baiyue, can't help but be stunned. "What are you doing?" She stopped him. "Girl, don't be afraid, I'm trying to remedy it." The young man smiled at her, his clear eyes were reassuring. remedy?Is there any way to remedy it? The young man thought for a while, put away his burden, picked up the ink pen and cinnabar pen on the table, and painted on Long Baiyue's skirt with black and red.In a moment, the watermarks that were originally dizzy turned into smog floating in the evening; several hideous ink marks were actually depicted as an old plum slanting out from its twigs.Amidst the exclamation of the crowd, Long Baiyue unfolded her brand new skirt in surprise, and in the hall surrounded by cigarettes, one could feel a faint fragrance floating. "Wow, you... are simply a genius!" Long Baiyue exclaimed. "What's this?" The young man smiled, lifted up the burden, took her hand, and pulled her to the outside of the hall, "come and see." Long Baiyue was held by a stranger, and even though she was happy, she followed along without thinking of it. They came to the wall of the Dabaoen Temple, and the young man pointed to the wall: "Look, the real genius is here!" Long Baiyue took a closer look, and it turned out to be a mural painted by Wu Daizhao of the Hanlin Academy of Painting and Calligraphy - "The Picture of the Heavenly King Respecting the Buddha". There is also an old plum tree on the painting, which is exactly the same as the one on her skirt . "I know that," Long Baiyue said, "This winter, Wu Daizhao commissioned the mural to be painted in Dabaoen Temple, which was a sensation in the capital at that time." The young man nodded: "Yes, Wu Daizhao's paintings, as long as I have a chance, I will look at every painting." "Why?" Long Baiyue asked curiously. The young man smiled shyly and scratched his hair: "Because I want to worship him as my teacher!" "Adore him as a teacher?" Long Baiyue looked down at her skirt, and then at the painting, "It's perfect for you to worship under Wu Daizhao's family. Your paintings are very similar to his style." "I have been learning Wu Daizhao's brushwork. In fact, I have long worshiped him as a teacher in my heart, but I just didn't have the chance to meet him." The young man was very happy when he heard Long Baiyue praise him. Dunhuang painted for the supporters, but I have always liked flower and bird paintings since I was a child. My favorite is Wu Daizhao's flower and bird figures. My father passed away last year. I painted in Dunhuang for a while, but I still couldn't stay, so I came down to the capital. gone." "This decision is right. With your strength, you will definitely be famous in the capital!" "Well, I also have a wish. If I can enter the Hanlin Academy of Painting and Calligraphy, I can bring my mother here. From now on, I will have no worries about food and clothing and devote myself to painting." When he talked about his ideal, his eyes were full of longing. Long Baiyue looked into his eyes and thought of herself.Her ideal is to earn enough one thousand taels of silver, find a quiet place, buy a house and land, and live a comfortable life with Bao'er from now on.And she is now close to her ideal, one thousand taels of silver, almost at her fingertips, but she wants to stain her hands and her heart black. Long Baiyue shivered, thinking of the things she was anxious to do. "Tell me your name." Knowing that he was disregarding etiquette, Long Baiyue simply asked him directly. "Echuan, Liu Echuan." Long Baiyue nodded: "Mr. Liu, thank you for your painting. I relied on your help today. If there is a chance next time, I will definitely repay you!" She walked out of Dabaoen Temple and hired a donkey at the gate of the temple with the little money left, and Liu Huichuan followed her all the time. "What repayment are you talking about!" Liu Huichuan smiled and switched the burden, "It's just that I don't know your name yet." Long Baiyue rode on the donkey and put on the veiled hat. She smiled sweetly at Liu Huichuan, "My lord, in the capital, you can't casually inquire about the name of your daughter's family!" If he enters the Hanlin Academy of Painting and Calligraphy, he will run into Zimian in the future, so it's better not to have a close friendship. "Well, I don't need to know your name. We will meet in the future, but it will be by fate." Liu Huichuan waved goodbye to her and watched her leave. This girl, do you know how touching her smile is?Liu Huichuan secretly made up his mind that he must put her appearance into the painting, so that one day, when she looked at herself in the painting, she would also smile brightly...
Long Baiyue rode a donkey back to Baiyuefang, she sent off the donkey driver, and hurried into the long-lost home. "Bao'er?" She looked around, but there was no one in the workshop. "Bao'er?" Long Baiyue was a little anxious, "Damn girl, where did you go at this time..." At this moment, there was some movement in the kitchen in the back room of Baiyuefang. Long Baiyue rushed in, but there was no one in the kitchen, only the egg basket hanging on the beam was shaking slightly. Long Baiyue was stunned for a moment, and saw half a fox's head slowly poking out from the basket. "Boa?!" "Really, what's the original shape in broad daylight?" Long Baiyue complained while rummaging through boxes and boxes, "I was shocked." "Who would have known that you would never come back when you left the house that day, and you made me go to Yongding Bridge to inquire for a long time before I realized that you had already followed Master Zimian." Bao'er lay lazily on the couch, looking Long Baiyue was busy, "I am alone in the workshop, and I have to send people to the door all day long. I am so annoyed. I simply show my original shape, making people think that I have traveled far away." "Where's my rouge powder?" Long Baiyue was busy for a long time, but found nothing. "It was borrowed by Liu Ma next door," Bao'er replied, "It's only been a day since you left, and she came to the door, asking for rouge and hair oil, saying that the girl is not here anyway, so it's a pity to leave it alone." "That old bustard!" Long Baiyue said bitterly, and had no choice but to give up, "I can only stay for a while and leave, maybe I have to go to the prime minister's residence." At this moment, Mama Liu's voice came from outside the workshop: "Bao'er? Is Bao'er here?" Long Baiyue made a face to Bao'er, and quietly hid aside. "Mother Liu?" Bao'er went out to welcome her, "Are you here?" "Someone asked me to give Miss Long a letter." Mama Liu didn't come in either, "Has Miss Long come back?" "Not yet, leave the letter here, and I'll hand it to her as soon as she comes back. Thank you." Bao'er entered the room and handed the letter to Long Baiyue who was sitting in the inner room.Long Baiyue took the letter and opened it to read: "Oh, it's a letter sent by the Prime Minister. It seems that they have been watching me all this time." Pay attention to He Xiang (He Lingyun's name), act according to the camera, pay attention to everything, plan quickly... Long Baiyue couldn't help becoming nervous when she read the words in the letter. The plan should be done quickly...how should she hurry...
Back at Zimian's mansion in the evening, the boat had already parked by the lake. Ming Chuangchen was washing vegetables by the lake, when he saw Long Baiyue, he got up to greet her: "Miss Long is back, and you bought so many things, huh? Your skirt?" "Isn't it pretty?" Long Baiyue proudly unfolded the skirt. "It's so beautiful, who drew it for you?" Ming Chuangchen looked at the vivid plum blossoms on the skirt, and sighed. "It's the person I met at the Dabaoen Temple. I stained my skirt, and he added a few touches for me, and it became so beautiful." Long Baiyue helped Ming Chuangchen carry a vegetable basket, and boarded the boat with him.When she got on the board, she looked up and found that Zi Mian was looking at them from the bow of the boat. When she met Zi Mian's eyes, her heart suddenly panicked. Zi Mian walked towards her, Long Baiyue smiled at him, he didn't say much, just scooped her temple.This movement was too sudden, Long Baiyue shrank her shoulders in fright, a little dazed. "What is this?" He took a stick from her bun. "Ah, I forgot," Long Baiyue remembered, "When I went to sign the merit list, I stuck it in my hair, because I haven't released the sign yet." Zi Mian looked at the signature engraved on the signature, smiled, and handed the signature to her: "It is the signature, saying that you will soon realize your wish." Long Baiyue took the signature stupidly, and after watching him turn and walk into the cabin, she looked down at the signature on the signature. Will she get her wish soon?So by that time, what will become of him and her?She turned her head, and once again set her eyes on the closed hatch, feeling lost.
In the blink of an eye, more than ten days have passed, and the capital is already full of peaches and Li Yan, and the sky is full of catkins. Long Baiyue couldn't live up to this beautiful spring, she got up early in the morning to freshen up, and carefully applied makeup and powder to her face. The pure line before obviously didn't impress Zi Mian, and Zi Mian was always with Ming Chuangchen, even though she had all kinds of charms, she couldn't show it in front of the innocent and ignorant Ming Chuangchen, and she couldn't do it several times. Almost killed her. Well, let's go back to her old profession and use peach blossom makeup to attract Zi Mian's attention. When Zi Mian went to Long Baiyue's room to pick up the gold bricks, she saw that she was painted pale, and her lips and eyebrows hadn't been drawn yet. "What are you doing?" he asked in astonishment. Ready to seduce you.Long Baiyue was stunned, and didn't know how to answer him: "Uh... It's almost the Si Festival, I want to dress up..." "Oh." Zi Mian took the gold brick, backed out, and closed the door for Long Baiyue. Long Baiyue turned her head and looked in the mirror, seeing her miserable white appearance, she was very annoyed.Damn it, why did Lord Zi Mian get up so early today for an unprecedented time? "Master, there is someone on the shore asking to see you." Ming Chuangchen found Zi Mian in the corridor, and said hastily. Zi Mian came back to her senses: "Who is it?" "It's a family member of Wu Daizhao from the Imperial Academy of Painting and Calligraphy." "Strange, what does such a person come here for?" Zi Mian and his apprentice went out. Long Baiyue, who had put on makeup, poked her head out of the room furtively.After hearing Wu Daizhao's words, she thought of Liu Huichuan, and decided to secretly watch the excitement. The family members of Wu Daizhao in this chamber, to be precise, are the third concubine, they don't even bother to drink tea, so they cut straight to the point: "Master Zi Mian, I'm here to ask for a love potion." "Love potion?" Zi Mian's master and apprentice were so shocked that they couldn't even hold the tea. "That's right, the donkey's colt is flattering, the acacia is over, whatever it is, give it to my family..." Wu Daizhao's concubine twisted her handkerchief delicately. "How could I have those things..." Even if I had them, I wouldn't give them to you, Zi Mian held her forehead, not knowing how to deal with this uninvited guest, "Why does Madam want those?" Could it be that Wu Daizhao has... "Oh, my master doesn't know what's wrong recently. He doesn't come to my room every day. He used to stay in my room all day long..." Wu Daizhao's concubine spit out the words in the boudoir unscrupulously. Come out, without any scruples about the two big men in front of you, "It is said that the master was hooked by another vixen, I don't think so, because the master is hiding in his room now, no matter day or night, it is very difficult It's strange. No matter what happened to the master, it's true that he neglected me, so I wanted to get some love potions, but the Taoist aunt who came to the door lied to me for money, and I couldn't find the real thing at all. I was thinking about Master Zi Mian, whom the master knew, who concocted alchemy for the saints, what is there, sir? Isn’t it right?” Zi Mian heard the clues from her words: "Madam said that Wu Daizhao hides in his room all day long?" "Yes, and no one is allowed in. During the day, you need a bucket of white plaster for plastering the walls, and at night, you need five colors of paint, every day." "This matter does not seem to be simple... Madame, I don't think the problem lies with you, and Wu Daizhao doesn't need a love potion either." Zimian asked Ming Chuangchen to see off the guests, and Wu Daizhao's concubine was very difficult to deal with, until Zimian promised to visit Wu's mansion in the afternoon, she left reluctantly. Zi Mian's serious expression whetted Long Baiyue's appetite. When Zi Mian and Ming Chuangchen went to Wu's mansion, she had to follow her life and death. The master and apprentice had no choice but to let her go. When the three of them arrived at the Wu residence, Wu Daizhao did not see him. "There's no rush, we'll talk about it at night." Zi Mian remained calm, just sitting quietly in the flower hall and drinking tea. Long Baiyue had no choice but to drink tea with them all afternoon, and finally stayed until night, and the servants of Wu's mansion arranged dinner.After eating, he drank tea and waited, drinking until Long Baiyue rolled his eyes. When a new moon rose into the sky, the Wu Mansion lit candles.In the flickering candlelight, a servant ran over in a panic and reported to Zi Mian: "My lord, the master wants some paint." Upon hearing this, Zi Mian stood up immediately: "Give the paint to Mr. Wu, and take us to Mr. Wu's wing." Jia Ding acted according to his words and led the way for the three of them.The three of them walked outside Wu Daizhao's wing room, and saw candles lit in Wu Daizhao's wing room, and Wu Daizhao's figure was swaying in the candlelight—he was painting! He was holding a pen, and his arms were constantly rubbing against the wall like convulsions. The wind from the raised sleeves shook the candles, making his figure scattered and projected on the dim yellow window paper, looking ghostly. How can anyone paint like this?It was like crazy.Somehow, looking at the shadow of Wu Daizhao painting, Long Baiyue actually had goosebumps all over her body—this scene was really weird. Ming Chuangchen asked Zi Mian in a low voice: "Master, do we want to go in?" Zi Mian shook his head. He frowned and looked at the distorted figure on the window paper for a while, then changed into the cassock brought by Ming Chuangchen, and put on his hair crown: "We have to wait for a while, let him draw all the pictures." Zi Mian asked the servants of the Wu Mansion to wait at the door. After the third watch, Zi Mian began to take out the magic weapon and gently shook a silver bell. The sound of the silver bell made Wu Daizhao in the room stunned, but he didn't stop painting, he just froze for a moment and then continued to move his brush, his movements were faster than before.That handwriting doesn't look like a normal person at all. After the fourth watch, Wu Daizhao's head suddenly lowered, as if he had passed out from exhaustion, but his arms still did not stop, as if his body was being pulled by an inexplicable force, like a puppet controlled by someone. "Okay." Zi Mian stopped the silver bell and signaled to the left and right servants, "Go in." "But..." the servants hesitated, "Master said that we won't be allowed in..." "I think Mr. Wu probably only said that you are not allowed to go in during the day?" Zi Mian said thoughtfully. "This..." The servants looked at each other, thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be true. Several hulking servants rushed forward shouting, and knocked open the door of Wu Daizhao's room with the brute force of their shoulders.Long Baiyue hid behind the people and opened her eyes wide, looking into the brightly lit wing room. Wu Daizhao's head was lowered, his hands were still painting, and when Zi Mian entered the wing, his head finally lifted up.His eyes were scattered, and a twisted and weird smile appeared on his wrinkled face: "You are here...I have been waiting for you for a long time." Zi Mian rushed forward with a blank face, quickly took out a talisman and stuck it on Wu Daizhao's forehead.Wu Daizhao immediately went limp and passed out on the ground. Only then did Long Baiyue dare to enter the house.As soon as she stepped into the wing room, she was immediately frightened by the murals that filled the room. That is the same brushwork as the Dunhuang scripture painting. In the first picture, a man with a backpack is drawn holding the hand of a girl, standing in a monastery, and there is a plum blossom on the girl's skirt. "That's me..." Long Baiyue murmured, pointing at the young man, "This is Liu Huichuan." The mural tells the story of Liu Huichuan.I saw that young man with a burden on his back left the monastery all the way and walked into a deep house compound, where an elderly person received him. "This person is Wu Daizhao?!" Long Baiyue looked at Wu Daizhao who was lying on the ground dying, and then looked up at the painting. In the picture, Wu Daizhao is looking at the painting of the young man. The young man puts down his burden and sits drinking tea. In the next scene, the young man had already fallen to the ground, Long Baiyue covered her lips: "He..." "The tea is poisonous." Zi Mian added coldly behind her. In the picture, Wu Daizhao packed Liu Huichuan into a wooden box and directed his servants to transport him to another house.Unknowingly, the servants left, and Wu Daizhao lay on the couch and fell asleep.At night, he moved out Liu Huichuan's body by himself and threw him into a vertical passage like a well. "Oh my god...how could it be..." Long Baiyue covered her chest, and with difficulty breathing, she turned and stared at Wu Daizhao who was lying on the ground, "Why did he draw such a picture?" Zi Mian looked down at Wu Daizhao with a cold expression, a look of unbearableness suddenly slipped in her eyes: "In the night, he is not Wu Daizhao, he is the young man's father..." Giving up reincarnation, escaped from the underworld, and used his life's skill in painting in Dunhuang to paint murals to expose the crimes committed by Wu Daizhao. For my son who died without knowing why...
Three days later, Wu Daizhao's murder caused a sensation in the capital.Three bodies were dug up in the abandoned well of the Wu Mansion villa in the suburbs.According to Wu Daizhao's confession, they were all students who came to worship him as their teacher.Just because he discovered that the student was extremely talented, the jealous man became murderous. The most legendary is the process of uncovering the murder case.When Lord Zi Mian, whom the emperor valued highly, visited Wu Daizhao, he found that the door of Wu Daizhao's room was closed. He noticed that there was a ghostly atmosphere around the house, so he waited until midnight and ordered Wu's family members to break in the door. "What do you mean? It turns out that Wu Daizhao has been possessed by a ghost. On a large white wall, he painted scenes of himself poisoning and killing students! The painting and coloring are really amazing. The murals painted in the Dabaoen Temple are amazing! The members of the Wu family have said that the Wu Daizhao in the murals is exactly the same as the real person..." Goulan Wasili, the idlers talked about the rumors, vividly, listening The reader seemed to be in the scene, "It turns out that the ghost can only possess the body at night, and it will retreat during the day. Then Wu Daizhao woke up in the morning, wow, the room is full of his murderous paintings, so I had to order my servant to send a bucket White plaster, I hid in the house by myself and painted the wall. It was easy to paint until night. The wall was clean, but the ghost got on his body again and continued to paint. In just ten days, Wu Daizhao was tortured. Break the bones!" "Who is that ghost? It is said that it is the father of the student who was killed by Wu Daizhao! Under the guidance of the ghost, Lord Zimian found a villa in the Wu Mansion in the suburbs. In an abandoned well, my good fellow, the government servants dug three corpse, the earliest one, dating back two years..." "Why is it his father and not Liu Huichuan?" Long Baiyue was a little puzzled. "The poison is colorless and tasteless, and the poison onsets very quickly. Liu Huichuan died completely without knowing it," Zi Mian replied as she walked, "There is no resentment, and even the joy of being successful as a teacher. Wraith." "You don't need to come with me," Zi Mian said to Long Baiyue, "The official only needs me to be there." "Don't worry, I'm not afraid." Long Baiyue shook her head with a pale face, "I know that Liu Huichuan, I'm going there." Zi Mian looked into Long Baiyue's obstinate eyes, and no longer stopped her: "Liu Huichuan, do you know each other?" "No, he doesn't know me yet..." She really regretted it, why did she hide her name in the first place?That young man with clear eyes was so radiant, he came all the way to Beijing for a good painting, but he died because of his talent for no apparent reason. What an absurd way of life!Long Baiyue shuddered - because she knew that she was also an evil spirit in this Senluo Hell.It is also performing its own crimes and ugliness. She followed Zi Mian and Wu Zuo into the Yi Zhuang where the dead bodies were kept.The yizhuang was filled with the smell of antiseptic medicine, Liu Huichuan was covered with a sackcloth, and there was a small wooden sign in front of his feet with his name marked on it. "Young Master, we meet again." Long Baiyue walked up to him, unfolded the moon-white cocoon silk skirt painted with plum blossoms, and gave a blessing, "Young Master, my name is Long Baiyue." She couldn't be as frank as he was, and it must have brought him regret. The assistant on the side looked at Long Baiyue, and took out a stack of stacked silk from Liu Huichuan's bag: "Girl, this is Mr. Liu's relic, or you should take a look." Long Baiyue looked puzzled, she took the silk and unfolded it. A girl wearing a veiled hat is painted on the silk, with bright eyes and bright teeth, looking at the viewer with a sweet smile.There is a small line of words on the side: "This smile can only be seen in the sky, and there will be no regrets in life if you see it." The brushwork is precise and delicate, and the painting is exactly Long Baiyue. Long Baiyue was stunned, and gently stroked the beauty in the painting. Is the person in this painting really her?Such a clean and innocent smile, as if unaware of all the dark sufferings in the world.Where is she like her, her heart has obviously been seized by the devil. She was so ashamed that she shed tears, and the tears were stained with the rouge of the beauty in the painting, leaving red marks...
Long Baiyue was full of ghostly thoughts, extremely depressed but had nowhere to vent.She wasted all day, and her teeth itched with anxiety. "I must go to the Dabaoen Temple!" She said decisively to Master Zimian at the dinner table, "I haven't recovered my memory after so long, I want to burn incense and pray." "Praying here is enough, why go to the monastery?" Ming Chuangchen disagreed. "I only worship the Buddha, not the Supreme Lord." Long Baiyue stubbornly refused to let go. Worshiping Buddha is false, but disembarking is true.She persisted until the other two compromised. Zimian's route to the prince's palace is passing through Dabaoen Temple, they just need to drop Long Baiyue on the way. "You are busy with your work. I will go back by myself after burning the incense, so don't come to pick me up." She jumped off the boat lightly and landed on the bluestone bricks at the river pier, "Don't worry about me, I can find the way, let alone hire someone Sedan." Zi Mian and Ming Chuangchen stood on the deck, Ming Chuangchen waved to Long Baiyue, and told her loudly: "Be careful along the way!" "Yes." Long Baiyue waved her hand, and when she turned around, she gritted her silver teeth: You guys have to be more careful, I'm not a kind person, let alone that prince... Master Zi Mian seems to have a good relationship with the prince, Long Baiyue thought it was incredible when he recalled what the prime minister said.If the prime minister belongs to the prince's party, how does the prince think of Zi Mian?Want to get rid of him too?Thinking of this, Long Baiyue's heart tightened. Hey?Why is she worried about Master Zimian coming?Long Baiyue touched her cheek in surprise.
When burning incense in Dabaoen Temple, Long Baiyue hesitated for a moment, but still burned the incense of 'seeking things to come'. "May things be done and everything will end sooner..." She clearly knew in her heart that Zi Mian's master and apprentice were good people, but she had accepted black-hearted money back then, how could it be so easy to stop?There are many dreams in the night, and the longer the matter drags on, she is really afraid that she will become more and more entangled by then. She held the incense between her eyebrows, knelt down on the futon, and looked up at the Bodhisattva who was higher than the temple beam.Amidst the cigarette smoke, the Bodhisattva with golden makeup has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and against the dark temple roof, it looks solemn and solemn.Will such a compassionate Bodhisattva grant her despicable request? After kowtowing devoutly, Long Baiyue asked for a signature, which was so complicated and profound that she couldn't understand it.There was a monk releasing the lottery at the entrance of the main hall, Long Baiyue handed over the lottery, but unexpectedly the monk said: "The benefactor is releasing the lottery, please donate Yitong money first." "What?" Long Baiyue was stunned, "Didn't you ask for money before?" "Last month, the temple ran out of water, and now we need to re-expand the temple wing..." "Forget it, I don't know how to sign." Long Baiyue turned to leave, but was stopped by the monk. "Benefactor, if you don't release the lottery, you still need to donate merit money, at least once." The monk persisted and continued to blackmail. evil!Is she really unlucky today, or has the Bodhisattva already punished her and made her lose money? Even if he searched Long Baiyue's whole body, he still couldn't come up with a dime.In the end, she was only willing to take out a bunch of money, and handed the pitiful ten copper coins to the monk.When the monk saw it, he immediately began to be too lazy to talk to her: "The benefactor, please go and fill in the merit book on the side. Oh, by the way, you can only use the ink pen next to the cinnabar pen." This snobbish dead donkey!Long Baiyue couldn't help cursing in her heart.She walked to the desk angrily, and saw two registers on the desk. On the satin-mounted apricot-yellow register, the names filled in with cinnabar pen were neatly written in small script, and the amount of money was recorded under the name. Yes, each fights to be rich.On the other hand, there is a small blue book. On the thin paper, there are mixed handwriting, ink splatters, and even printed on the back of the paper.Probably because of these two lists, people have to donate more money. "What are you writing?" Long Baiyue felt embarrassed when she picked up the pen again and again, feeling that she couldn't afford to lose this person, so she simply dropped the pen. It didn't matter if she threw it, Long Baiyue actually threw her half-bald pen tip into the inkstone, and the ink immediately splashed and hit her moon white cocoon skirt.Seeing this, Long Baiyue immediately screamed, trying to block her skirt, but with a wave of her hand, she knocked down the pen holder again, the pen holder knocked over the pen container, the pen container knocked over the brush washer, and the round brush washer fell down, gurgling her stomach Ink splashed on Long Baiyue's skirt. Long Baiyue closed her eyes in pain, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to hide from everyone's eyes. She tried to keep her face expressionless, but blushed involuntarily, dragging her wet skirt, neither advancing nor retreating.At this time, someone came to her. "Girl, it seems that I have encountered trouble." Long Baiyue raised her head, and saw a young and handsome young man with a burden on his shoulders, with a tired but energetic face on his face. "Yeah, the skirt is so dirty, how can I see people?" No one can help her now, unless Zi Mian collects the ink on her skirt. The young man actually pinched the corner of her skirt and spread it out.Such an abrupt move, even someone who is as seasoned as a dragon and Baiyue, can't help but be stunned. "What are you doing?" She stopped him. "Girl, don't be afraid, I'm trying to remedy it." The young man smiled at her, his clear eyes were reassuring. remedy?Is there any way to remedy it? The young man thought for a while, put away his burden, picked up the ink pen and cinnabar pen on the table, and painted on Long Baiyue's skirt with black and red.In a moment, the watermarks that were originally dizzy turned into smog floating in the evening; several hideous ink marks were actually depicted as an old plum slanting out from its twigs.Amidst the exclamation of the crowd, Long Baiyue unfolded her brand new skirt in surprise, and in the hall surrounded by cigarettes, one could feel a faint fragrance floating. "Wow, you... are simply a genius!" Long Baiyue exclaimed. "What's this?" The young man smiled, lifted up the burden, took her hand, and pulled her to the outside of the hall, "come and see." Long Baiyue was held by a stranger, and even though she was happy, she followed along without thinking of it. They came to the wall of the Dabaoen Temple, and the young man pointed to the wall: "Look, the real genius is here!" Long Baiyue took a closer look, and it turned out to be a mural painted by Wu Daizhao of the Hanlin Academy of Painting and Calligraphy - "The Picture of the Heavenly King Respecting the Buddha". There is also an old plum tree on the painting, which is exactly the same as the one on her skirt . "I know that," Long Baiyue said, "This winter, Wu Daizhao commissioned the mural to be painted in Dabaoen Temple, which was a sensation in the capital at that time." The young man nodded: "Yes, Wu Daizhao's paintings, as long as I have a chance, I will look at every painting." "Why?" Long Baiyue asked curiously. The young man smiled shyly and scratched his hair: "Because I want to worship him as my teacher!" "Adore him as a teacher?" Long Baiyue looked down at her skirt, and then at the painting, "It's perfect for you to worship under Wu Daizhao's family. Your paintings are very similar to his style." "I have been learning Wu Daizhao's brushwork. In fact, I have long worshiped him as a teacher in my heart, but I just didn't have the chance to meet him." The young man was very happy when he heard Long Baiyue praise him. Dunhuang painted for the supporters, but I have always liked flower and bird paintings since I was a child. My favorite is Wu Daizhao's flower and bird figures. My father passed away last year. I painted in Dunhuang for a while, but I still couldn't stay, so I came down to the capital. gone." "This decision is right. With your strength, you will definitely be famous in the capital!" "Well, I also have a wish. If I can enter the Hanlin Academy of Painting and Calligraphy, I can bring my mother here. From now on, I will have no worries about food and clothing and devote myself to painting." When he talked about his ideal, his eyes were full of longing. Long Baiyue looked into his eyes and thought of herself.Her ideal is to earn enough one thousand taels of silver, find a quiet place, buy a house and land, and live a comfortable life with Bao'er from now on.And she is now close to her ideal, one thousand taels of silver, almost at her fingertips, but she wants to stain her hands and her heart black. Long Baiyue shivered, thinking of the things she was anxious to do. "Tell me your name." Knowing that he was disregarding etiquette, Long Baiyue simply asked him directly. "Echuan, Liu Echuan." Long Baiyue nodded: "Mr. Liu, thank you for your painting. I relied on your help today. If there is a chance next time, I will definitely repay you!" She walked out of Dabaoen Temple and hired a donkey at the gate of the temple with the little money left, and Liu Huichuan followed her all the time. "What repayment are you talking about!" Liu Huichuan smiled and switched the burden, "It's just that I don't know your name yet." Long Baiyue rode on the donkey and put on the veiled hat. She smiled sweetly at Liu Huichuan, "My lord, in the capital, you can't casually inquire about the name of your daughter's family!" If he enters the Hanlin Academy of Painting and Calligraphy, he will run into Zimian in the future, so it's better not to have a close friendship. "Well, I don't need to know your name. We will meet in the future, but it will be by fate." Liu Huichuan waved goodbye to her and watched her leave. This girl, do you know how touching her smile is?Liu Huichuan secretly made up his mind that he must put her appearance into the painting, so that one day, when she looked at herself in the painting, she would also smile brightly...
Long Baiyue rode a donkey back to Baiyuefang, she sent off the donkey driver, and hurried into the long-lost home. "Bao'er?" She looked around, but there was no one in the workshop. "Bao'er?" Long Baiyue was a little anxious, "Damn girl, where did you go at this time..." At this moment, there was some movement in the kitchen in the back room of Baiyuefang. Long Baiyue rushed in, but there was no one in the kitchen, only the egg basket hanging on the beam was shaking slightly. Long Baiyue was stunned for a moment, and saw half a fox's head slowly poking out from the basket. "Boa?!" "Really, what's the original shape in broad daylight?" Long Baiyue complained while rummaging through boxes and boxes, "I was shocked." "Who would have known that you would never come back when you left the house that day, and you made me go to Yongding Bridge to inquire for a long time before I realized that you had already followed Master Zimian." Bao'er lay lazily on the couch, looking Long Baiyue was busy, "I am alone in the workshop, and I have to send people to the door all day long. I am so annoyed. I simply show my original shape, making people think that I have traveled far away." "Where's my rouge powder?" Long Baiyue was busy for a long time, but found nothing. "It was borrowed by Liu Ma next door," Bao'er replied, "It's only been a day since you left, and she came to the door, asking for rouge and hair oil, saying that the girl is not here anyway, so it's a pity to leave it alone." "That old bustard!" Long Baiyue said bitterly, and had no choice but to give up, "I can only stay for a while and leave, maybe I have to go to the prime minister's residence." At this moment, Mama Liu's voice came from outside the workshop: "Bao'er? Is Bao'er here?" Long Baiyue made a face to Bao'er, and quietly hid aside. "Mother Liu?" Bao'er went out to welcome her, "Are you here?" "Someone asked me to give Miss Long a letter." Mama Liu didn't come in either, "Has Miss Long come back?" "Not yet, leave the letter here, and I'll hand it to her as soon as she comes back. Thank you." Bao'er entered the room and handed the letter to Long Baiyue who was sitting in the inner room.Long Baiyue took the letter and opened it to read: "Oh, it's a letter sent by the Prime Minister. It seems that they have been watching me all this time." Pay attention to He Xiang (He Lingyun's name), act according to the camera, pay attention to everything, plan quickly... Long Baiyue couldn't help becoming nervous when she read the words in the letter. The plan should be done quickly...how should she hurry...
Back at Zimian's mansion in the evening, the boat had already parked by the lake. Ming Chuangchen was washing vegetables by the lake, when he saw Long Baiyue, he got up to greet her: "Miss Long is back, and you bought so many things, huh? Your skirt?" "Isn't it pretty?" Long Baiyue proudly unfolded the skirt. "It's so beautiful, who drew it for you?" Ming Chuangchen looked at the vivid plum blossoms on the skirt, and sighed. "It's the person I met at the Dabaoen Temple. I stained my skirt, and he added a few touches for me, and it became so beautiful." Long Baiyue helped Ming Chuangchen carry a vegetable basket, and boarded the boat with him.When she got on the board, she looked up and found that Zi Mian was looking at them from the bow of the boat. When she met Zi Mian's eyes, her heart suddenly panicked. Zi Mian walked towards her, Long Baiyue smiled at him, he didn't say much, just scooped her temple.This movement was too sudden, Long Baiyue shrank her shoulders in fright, a little dazed. "What is this?" He took a stick from her bun. "Ah, I forgot," Long Baiyue remembered, "When I went to sign the merit list, I stuck it in my hair, because I haven't released the sign yet." Zi Mian looked at the signature engraved on the signature, smiled, and handed the signature to her: "It is the signature, saying that you will soon realize your wish." Long Baiyue took the signature stupidly, and after watching him turn and walk into the cabin, she looked down at the signature on the signature. Will she get her wish soon?So by that time, what will become of him and her?She turned her head, and once again set her eyes on the closed hatch, feeling lost.
In the blink of an eye, more than ten days have passed, and the capital is already full of peaches and Li Yan, and the sky is full of catkins. Long Baiyue couldn't live up to this beautiful spring, she got up early in the morning to freshen up, and carefully applied makeup and powder to her face. The pure line before obviously didn't impress Zi Mian, and Zi Mian was always with Ming Chuangchen, even though she had all kinds of charms, she couldn't show it in front of the innocent and ignorant Ming Chuangchen, and she couldn't do it several times. Almost killed her. Well, let's go back to her old profession and use peach blossom makeup to attract Zi Mian's attention. When Zi Mian went to Long Baiyue's room to pick up the gold bricks, she saw that she was painted pale, and her lips and eyebrows hadn't been drawn yet. "What are you doing?" he asked in astonishment. Ready to seduce you.Long Baiyue was stunned, and didn't know how to answer him: "Uh... It's almost the Si Festival, I want to dress up..." "Oh." Zi Mian took the gold brick, backed out, and closed the door for Long Baiyue. Long Baiyue turned her head and looked in the mirror, seeing her miserable white appearance, she was very annoyed.Damn it, why did Lord Zi Mian get up so early today for an unprecedented time? "Master, there is someone on the shore asking to see you." Ming Chuangchen found Zi Mian in the corridor, and said hastily. Zi Mian came back to her senses: "Who is it?" "It's a family member of Wu Daizhao from the Imperial Academy of Painting and Calligraphy." "Strange, what does such a person come here for?" Zi Mian and his apprentice went out. Long Baiyue, who had put on makeup, poked her head out of the room furtively.After hearing Wu Daizhao's words, she thought of Liu Huichuan, and decided to secretly watch the excitement. The family members of Wu Daizhao in this chamber, to be precise, are the third concubine, they don't even bother to drink tea, so they cut straight to the point: "Master Zi Mian, I'm here to ask for a love potion." "Love potion?" Zi Mian's master and apprentice were so shocked that they couldn't even hold the tea. "That's right, the donkey's colt is flattering, the acacia is over, whatever it is, give it to my family..." Wu Daizhao's concubine twisted her handkerchief delicately. "How could I have those things..." Even if I had them, I wouldn't give them to you, Zi Mian held her forehead, not knowing how to deal with this uninvited guest, "Why does Madam want those?" Could it be that Wu Daizhao has... "Oh, my master doesn't know what's wrong recently. He doesn't come to my room every day. He used to stay in my room all day long..." Wu Daizhao's concubine spit out the words in the boudoir unscrupulously. Come out, without any scruples about the two big men in front of you, "It is said that the master was hooked by another vixen, I don't think so, because the master is hiding in his room now, no matter day or night, it is very difficult It's strange. No matter what happened to the master, it's true that he neglected me, so I wanted to get some love potions, but the Taoist aunt who came to the door lied to me for money, and I couldn't find the real thing at all. I was thinking about Master Zi Mian, whom the master knew, who concocted alchemy for the saints, what is there, sir? Isn’t it right?” Zi Mian heard the clues from her words: "Madam said that Wu Daizhao hides in his room all day long?" "Yes, and no one is allowed in. During the day, you need a bucket of white plaster for plastering the walls, and at night, you need five colors of paint, every day." "This matter does not seem to be simple... Madame, I don't think the problem lies with you, and Wu Daizhao doesn't need a love potion either." Zimian asked Ming Chuangchen to see off the guests, and Wu Daizhao's concubine was very difficult to deal with, until Zimian promised to visit Wu's mansion in the afternoon, she left reluctantly. Zi Mian's serious expression whetted Long Baiyue's appetite. When Zi Mian and Ming Chuangchen went to Wu's mansion, she had to follow her life and death. The master and apprentice had no choice but to let her go. When the three of them arrived at the Wu residence, Wu Daizhao did not see him. "There's no rush, we'll talk about it at night." Zi Mian remained calm, just sitting quietly in the flower hall and drinking tea. Long Baiyue had no choice but to drink tea with them all afternoon, and finally stayed until night, and the servants of Wu's mansion arranged dinner.After eating, he drank tea and waited, drinking until Long Baiyue rolled his eyes. When a new moon rose into the sky, the Wu Mansion lit candles.In the flickering candlelight, a servant ran over in a panic and reported to Zi Mian: "My lord, the master wants some paint." Upon hearing this, Zi Mian stood up immediately: "Give the paint to Mr. Wu, and take us to Mr. Wu's wing." Jia Ding acted according to his words and led the way for the three of them.The three of them walked outside Wu Daizhao's wing room, and saw candles lit in Wu Daizhao's wing room, and Wu Daizhao's figure was swaying in the candlelight—he was painting! He was holding a pen, and his arms were constantly rubbing against the wall like convulsions. The wind from the raised sleeves shook the candles, making his figure scattered and projected on the dim yellow window paper, looking ghostly. How can anyone paint like this?It was like crazy.Somehow, looking at the shadow of Wu Daizhao painting, Long Baiyue actually had goosebumps all over her body—this scene was really weird. Ming Chuangchen asked Zi Mian in a low voice: "Master, do we want to go in?" Zi Mian shook his head. He frowned and looked at the distorted figure on the window paper for a while, then changed into the cassock brought by Ming Chuangchen, and put on his hair crown: "We have to wait for a while, let him draw all the pictures." Zi Mian asked the servants of the Wu Mansion to wait at the door. After the third watch, Zi Mian began to take out the magic weapon and gently shook a silver bell. The sound of the silver bell made Wu Daizhao in the room stunned, but he didn't stop painting, he just froze for a moment and then continued to move his brush, his movements were faster than before.That handwriting doesn't look like a normal person at all. After the fourth watch, Wu Daizhao's head suddenly lowered, as if he had passed out from exhaustion, but his arms still did not stop, as if his body was being pulled by an inexplicable force, like a puppet controlled by someone. "Okay." Zi Mian stopped the silver bell and signaled to the left and right servants, "Go in." "But..." the servants hesitated, "Master said that we won't be allowed in..." "I think Mr. Wu probably only said that you are not allowed to go in during the day?" Zi Mian said thoughtfully. "This..." The servants looked at each other, thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be true. Several hulking servants rushed forward shouting, and knocked open the door of Wu Daizhao's room with the brute force of their shoulders.Long Baiyue hid behind the people and opened her eyes wide, looking into the brightly lit wing room. Wu Daizhao's head was lowered, his hands were still painting, and when Zi Mian entered the wing, his head finally lifted up.His eyes were scattered, and a twisted and weird smile appeared on his wrinkled face: "You are here...I have been waiting for you for a long time." Zi Mian rushed forward with a blank face, quickly took out a talisman and stuck it on Wu Daizhao's forehead.Wu Daizhao immediately went limp and passed out on the ground. Only then did Long Baiyue dare to enter the house.As soon as she stepped into the wing room, she was immediately frightened by the murals that filled the room. That is the same brushwork as the Dunhuang scripture painting. In the first picture, a man with a backpack is drawn holding the hand of a girl, standing in a monastery, and there is a plum blossom on the girl's skirt. "That's me..." Long Baiyue murmured, pointing at the young man, "This is Liu Huichuan." The mural tells the story of Liu Huichuan.I saw that young man with a burden on his back left the monastery all the way and walked into a deep house compound, where an elderly person received him. "This person is Wu Daizhao?!" Long Baiyue looked at Wu Daizhao who was lying on the ground dying, and then looked up at the painting. In the picture, Wu Daizhao is looking at the painting of the young man. The young man puts down his burden and sits drinking tea. In the next scene, the young man had already fallen to the ground, Long Baiyue covered her lips: "He..." "The tea is poisonous." Zi Mian added coldly behind her. In the picture, Wu Daizhao packed Liu Huichuan into a wooden box and directed his servants to transport him to another house.Unknowingly, the servants left, and Wu Daizhao lay on the couch and fell asleep.At night, he moved out Liu Huichuan's body by himself and threw him into a vertical passage like a well. "Oh my god...how could it be..." Long Baiyue covered her chest, and with difficulty breathing, she turned and stared at Wu Daizhao who was lying on the ground, "Why did he draw such a picture?" Zi Mian looked down at Wu Daizhao with a cold expression, a look of unbearableness suddenly slipped in her eyes: "In the night, he is not Wu Daizhao, he is the young man's father..." Giving up reincarnation, escaped from the underworld, and used his life's skill in painting in Dunhuang to paint murals to expose the crimes committed by Wu Daizhao. For my son who died without knowing why...
Three days later, Wu Daizhao's murder caused a sensation in the capital.Three bodies were dug up in the abandoned well of the Wu Mansion villa in the suburbs.According to Wu Daizhao's confession, they were all students who came to worship him as their teacher.Just because he discovered that the student was extremely talented, the jealous man became murderous. The most legendary is the process of uncovering the murder case.When Lord Zi Mian, whom the emperor valued highly, visited Wu Daizhao, he found that the door of Wu Daizhao's room was closed. He noticed that there was a ghostly atmosphere around the house, so he waited until midnight and ordered Wu's family members to break in the door. "What do you mean? It turns out that Wu Daizhao has been possessed by a ghost. On a large white wall, he painted scenes of himself poisoning and killing students! The painting and coloring are really amazing. The murals painted in the Dabaoen Temple are amazing! The members of the Wu family have said that the Wu Daizhao in the murals is exactly the same as the real person..." Goulan Wasili, the idlers talked about the rumors, vividly, listening The reader seemed to be in the scene, "It turns out that the ghost can only possess the body at night, and it will retreat during the day. Then Wu Daizhao woke up in the morning, wow, the room is full of his murderous paintings, so I had to order my servant to send a bucket White plaster, I hid in the house by myself and painted the wall. It was easy to paint until night. The wall was clean, but the ghost got on his body again and continued to paint. In just ten days, Wu Daizhao was tortured. Break the bones!" "Who is that ghost? It is said that it is the father of the student who was killed by Wu Daizhao! Under the guidance of the ghost, Lord Zimian found a villa in the Wu Mansion in the suburbs. In an abandoned well, my good fellow, the government servants dug three corpse, the earliest one, dating back two years..." "Why is it his father and not Liu Huichuan?" Long Baiyue was a little puzzled. "The poison is colorless and tasteless, and the poison onsets very quickly. Liu Huichuan died completely without knowing it," Zi Mian replied as she walked, "There is no resentment, and even the joy of being successful as a teacher. Wraith." "You don't need to come with me," Zi Mian said to Long Baiyue, "The official only needs me to be there." "Don't worry, I'm not afraid." Long Baiyue shook her head with a pale face, "I know that Liu Huichuan, I'm going there." Zi Mian looked into Long Baiyue's obstinate eyes, and no longer stopped her: "Liu Huichuan, do you know each other?" "No, he doesn't know me yet..." She really regretted it, why did she hide her name in the first place?That young man with clear eyes was so radiant, he came all the way to Beijing for a good painting, but he died because of his talent for no apparent reason. What an absurd way of life!Long Baiyue shuddered - because she knew that she was also an evil spirit in this Senluo Hell.It is also performing its own crimes and ugliness. She followed Zi Mian and Wu Zuo into the Yi Zhuang where the dead bodies were kept.The yizhuang was filled with the smell of antiseptic medicine, Liu Huichuan was covered with a sackcloth, and there was a small wooden sign in front of his feet with his name marked on it. "Young Master, we meet again." Long Baiyue walked up to him, unfolded the moon-white cocoon silk skirt painted with plum blossoms, and gave a blessing, "Young Master, my name is Long Baiyue." She couldn't be as frank as he was, and it must have brought him regret. The assistant on the side looked at Long Baiyue, and took out a stack of stacked silk from Liu Huichuan's bag: "Girl, this is Mr. Liu's relic, or you should take a look." Long Baiyue looked puzzled, she took the silk and unfolded it. A girl wearing a veiled hat is painted on the silk, with bright eyes and bright teeth, looking at the viewer with a sweet smile.There is a small line of words on the side: "This smile can only be seen in the sky, and there will be no regrets in life if you see it." The brushwork is precise and delicate, and the painting is exactly Long Baiyue. Long Baiyue was stunned, and gently stroked the beauty in the painting. Is the person in this painting really her?Such a clean and innocent smile, as if unaware of all the dark sufferings in the world.Where is she like her, her heart has obviously been seized by the devil. She was so ashamed that she shed tears, and the tears were stained with the rouge of the beauty in the painting, leaving red marks...