Chapter 517 Painting Skin Ask for Subscription

A few decades ago, Qin Hui felt something and understood that she would not only get nothing if she was looking for it, but even become self-defeating. So Qin Hui left here and went to Hongguan Mountain 500 miles away, and this sleep lasted 24 years until she was awakened by Wang Chongwu.

Time is meaningless to Jinxian. As the saying goes, one day in the world is a year on earth. The day in the big world is a year for the thousand world, and the day in the thousand world is also a year for the small thousand world.

Maybe some people think that 365 years in the small world is the day of the big world, and such a time ratio is more conducive to practice. However, Qin Hui knew that this statement was wrong, because the closest place to the Heavenly Way is the Great Thousand World, and the laws contained in the subsequent Middle Thousand World and the Small Thousand World are the residue left by Heaven after crossing the Great Thousand World, which cannot be compared with the Great Thousand World at all. The roots of the heaven and earth borrowed by the same practitioners are also in the world.

It is the art of immortality to eat qi. Qin Hui breathed the mixed vitality of this world. The thinness of vitality here made Qin Hui feel that even immortals would not be born here. If you insist on a metaphor, Qin Hui thought of the so-called cultivation world in the novel.

Qin Hui looked at the young man in front of him. Wang Chongwu looked very similar to the dead Wang Jie. Qin Hui seemed to really see Wang Jie at the moment she turned around.

"Your father's name is Wang Jie!"

Qin Hui stood in the air without touching his feet, and always followed as the horse ran.

After hearing this, Wang Chongwu quickly pulled the horse rope, turned over and fell down and bowed. He hurriedly said, "Master, Wang Jie you said is my father. Please help me!"

Qin Hui nodded silently after asking, and his own feeling rose from Qin Hui's heart, telling him that there would be something to be achieved on this trip.

"Let's go!" Qin Hui shook his sleeves and wrapped Wang Chongwu in a light. When Wang Chongwu came to his senses, he had arrived in his yard.

"Ser! My son!"

"Gong, Gong..."

As soon as Wang Chongwu stood firmly, a cry came from the living room. After hearing this cry, Wang Chongwu's face changed greatly and hurriedly ran to the living room.

"Big brother, big brother!"

Wang Chongwu burst into the door with exclamation, and his eyes were full of blood and Wang Chongwen staring at him.

"sister-in-law, where is that devil! I fought with her!"

Wang Chongwu was really tearing when he saw his eldest brother's tragic death, and he only had one idea of revenge for a moment.

After listening to Wang Chongwu's words, the old woman hugged Wang Chongwu and didn't let him leave, because the eldest son had just died in the hands of the evil spirit. How dare the old woman let her second son die again?

There was an entanglement between the three. The old woman and her sister-in-law Xiujuan pulled Wang Chongwu to prevent him from leaving, while Qin Hui was forgotten in the corner and no one looked at him for a while.

"Nuri, it's time to go home with me!"

Qin Hui sat on a chair and whispered in all directions, resounding in the hearts of countless people.

"Is it you, Taoist priest?"

After listening to the words rising from her heart, the old woman turned her head and looked at Qin Hui's position.

Decades have passed in a blink of an eye. In my memory, Wang Jie's appearance when he first married seemed to have happened yesterday, but now the former bride has become an old woman after meeting again, and Qin Hui's face is forever fixed at the time of meeting on that day.

"It's the poor road!"

Qin Hui made a check, but she sat firmly in the chair and had no intention of getting up at all.

"Grandma, I just heard someone calling me Nibunny!"

A little girl hid behind the old woman, pulled the old woman's clothes and whispered.

After listening to the little girl's words, everyone looked at Qin Hui, because the voice rose from the bottom of everyone's hearts, and whether you want to hear it or not, it was imprinted in the bottom of their hearts.

"Nigny, come over quickly. The Taoist priest is calling you!"

After several people looked at each other, the old woman reflected and quickly took the little girl's hand to send it to Qin Hui.

"No, no!" Looking at the old woman's movements, Qin Hui shook her head with a smile, then played with a finger outside the window and said with a smile, "She is a girl, not a girl. Where is the person I'm looking for?"

Everyone looked out with Qin Hui's hand and saw a gray-dressed evil spirit looking at themselves and others with a ferocious face, with undried blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

"Niang, haven't you come to your uncle yet!"

Qin Hui smiled and waved to the evil spirit, which not only scared everyone in the room pale, but also the evil spirit was furious.

"Where did the wild Taoist come from? You dare to take advantage of me. I don't think you want to live!"

The evil spirit opened her mouth and sprayed a pillar of blood at Qin Hui. After eating Wang Chongwen's heart, she did not leave, but hid aside and waited for the rabbit to wait for the second son of the Wang family to come back to avenge the sword.

But now the second son of the Wang family is back. Unexpectedly, he brought a nagging wild Taoist. What's more annoying is that this wild Taoist dared to take advantage of himself as soon as he opens his mouth.

The bright red blood pillar went to Qin Hui. The evil spirit proudly imagined the scene of Qin Hui being killed by his own blood and couldn't help laughing.

"Oh! What about people?"

After laughing, the evil spirit suddenly found that the blood column he spewed out suddenly disappeared, and Qin Hui, who was sitting in the chair, disappeared.

"My uncle hasn't found you for decades. You are so naughty."

Just as the evil ghost was looking around, Qin Hui's voice suddenly resounded in her ear, and then the evil spirit felt an irresistible power coming from his body and looked up to see that he had been held in Qin Hui's arms.

"Call you naughty, call you naughty!"

Qin Hui held the devil's head in his arms, constantly kneaded the devil's hair with both hands, and hit the devil's head with his middle finger from time to time, as if we were bullied by spoiled elders after we were a child.

"Wild Taoist, don't bully others too much!"

The evil spirit struggled constantly in Qin Hui's hands, and Qin Hui's movements made her feel that she had lost her personality as a ghost. But no matter what she thought of Qin Hui, it was not an existence that she could resist. What made her anxious was to wave her claws repeatedly and constantly scratch Qin Hui's clothes.

Qin Hui's clothes are transformed by a thought, using a method born out of nothing. Although this dress is not a magic weapon, the Taoist robe worn by Jinxian is not something that a country kid can tear.

The devil's face is ferocious, and there are still blood stains left by eating people's hearts on the corners of his mouth, but this scary face is of no use to Qin Hui. He can only be ** in Qin Hui's hands, and even the original terrible appearance has a trace of pleading.

"Gone go of me, you pervert, let me go! I'm a ghost, I'm going to kill you!" As the saying goes, people are afraid of ghosts, and ghosts are afraid of people. This evil ghost has its own evil man grinding, and the evil spirit speaks with a trace of crying under Qin Hui's continuous **.

"Kit! I have killed more people than you have seen, and even if the ten halls of Yan Luo come, you have to give me three points! If you are not predestined to me, I will fry you in a frying pan!"

Qin Hui took the evil ghost's waist with a threat, which made the evil spirit tremble and dare not talk back to Qin Hui, because the evil spirit is not stupid, and he knows that the person in front of him is absolutely unfathomable.

"You, you are really my uncle!"

The devil asked stutterly, with a blue and purple color on his face and burning marks.

"Of course!" Qin Hui looked unhappy and scolded, "Dead girl, I've been looking for you for 38 years. I'm not your uncle. Can you still be my uncle!"

"It's impossible. I haven't seen you when I was alive. How can you be my uncle!"

The evil spirit still resisted Qin Hui. She was originally the eldest lady in the Kuixing Pavilion, but a fire took away everything from her, turning her beautiful as a ferocious evil spirit. Only by putting on the human skin she drew every day can she regain a little self-confidence. And this is why after her skin was blown away by the wind, she immediately chased her skin instead of killing the Wang brothers.

"I can still lie to you! Look who I am!"

Qin Hui let go of the evil spirit in his arms, and then shines brightly in everyone's eyes. There are three wreaths on his head, and there is a rotating golden wheel behind him, which is the golden fairy.

"This, this!"

The evil spirits were scared by Qin Hui's vision. After all, these three thousand worlds are connected to each other. Now Qin Hui's appearance is clearly a great power to obtain the position of golden immortal fruit!

"Six reincarnations wash away your memories of your previous life and let me help you remember your past and present life!"

Qin Hui shouted in a low voice and pointed to the evil spirit's eyebrows with a little white light in her hand.

The white light in Qin Hui's hand was thrown into the evil spirit's body, and a rising white light wrapped it.

The evil spirit in the white light suddenly felt a slight pause in his head, and then seemed to have something opened, and then the tide-like memory surged into his heart and merged with the original evil ghost's memory in this life.

The poor planet Cullen, with no future, looked at his silent and tearful grandfather.

The big brother who fell from the sky, the core five-pointed star of prosperity, comes from the ten halls of the mythical world.

Memories poured in like a tide, and the memories of the two worlds gradually merged into one. After the evil spirits accepted these memories, the two lines of tears couldn't help flowing down.

"Uncle!"

The ferocious devil fell on Qin Hui like a child, pulled up Qin Hui's clothes coquettishly and felt the joy of reunion after a long separation. There was no previous fight to kill.

Qin Hui and the two met again after a long separation and went to Qin Hui's mind. But this scene was no less than a bolt from the blue in the eyes of the Wang family, because they never expected that there was such a relationship between the two.

"Mother, the Taoist priest is the uncle of this evil spirit. How can we avenge this eldest brother!" After seeing such a scene, Wang Chongwu was so anxious that he turned back and forth, but although his words were small, Qin Hui and the girl who turned into a demon still listened to the same thing.

"Frightened!"

After hearing this, Nioniu turned her head and fanged at the Wang family, which scared the Wang family to retreat repeatedly.

"Niang!" Qin Hui waved her hand to stop Niunu's prank, and then looked at the Wang family and said: "This matter..."

"Good job, Taoist priest. Let's spare my child for the sake of the dead Lao Wang! We won't avenge this, we won't avenge it!" As soon as Qin Hui opened her mouth, the old woman trembled with fear and couldn't help kneeling on the ground and kowtowed like pounding garlic.

"Alas! I'm not an unreasonable person. I still have eaten and lived in your Wang's house for many years!" Qin Huisi thought about it and decided to take care of it, and then patted Niunu's ghost paws and walked into the lobby, standing in front of the dead Wang Chongwen.

"Wang Chongwen, Wang Chongwen! The soul is back, the soul is back!"

Qin Hui whispered the soul spell, and with each sentence, a golden light hit Wang Chongwen's body in his hand. The golden light melted into Wang Chongwen's body, and the blood that had flowed on the ground slowly seemed to become small insects. After a twist on the ground, it moved up and crawled to the wound in front of Wang Chong's chest.

The blood that passed out returned to Wang Chongwen's body little by little, and in the end, except for a heart missing on his chest, it was no different from the sleeping person.

"There is still a heart!"

Qin Hui's eyes swept through the room and then stayed on a walnut.

Qin Hui picked up the walnut on the table, then patted Wang Chongwen's chest and patted the walnut in.

Dongdong, Dongdong.....

Wang Chongwen's body began to jump with this walnut, and at this time, the window was suddenly blown open by a gust of wind, and Wang Chongwen's ghost appeared in front of everyone.

"Chongwen, thank you for your rescue!"

Wang Chongwen's ghost hugged Qin Hui, and then Qin Hui nodded gently and waved Wang Chongwen's soul into his body.

"Chongwen, Chongwen!"

Looking at Wang Chongwen's soul entering the body, several people of the Wang family in the room gathered around the bed and called repeatedly. Then without half a column of incense, Wang Chongwen gently opened his eyes.

"Mother!" Wang Chongwen woke up and looked at the white-haired old mother in front of him and shouted heavily, and then took the hands of his second brother, wife Xiujuan and daughter. The whole family hugged and cried.

"Let's go!"

Looking at the crying family, Qin Hui pulled Niunu's ghost claws and went out.

"Uncle, I don't want to go!"

After leaving the door, the girl looked a little unintuated, her ferocious face was a little twisted, and her long nails were scratched on the gray clothes.

"Why?" Qin Hui looked at the girl in front of her with a smile and asked softly.

"It's good here. Although there is no endless entertainment and no spaceship to cover the sky and the sun, I like it very much!"

Nie lowered her head and dared not look at Qin Hui's eyes. She lived for two lives and became a ghost once, but in her opinion, this is her fastest day. There is no dispute or breathless competition, so compared with the original world here, it is more like a girl. A dream.

Zhouzhuang Mengdie, Die Mengzhuang Zhou. It's like a dream but not a dream, like waking up but not waking up!

"It's okay to be here. What are your plans in the future? Will you be a human or a ghost in the future?

Qin Hui took Niunu's hand as if she were nagging. Before Niunyu could say her answer, the two had arrived outside the Kuixing Pavilion.

"It's good to be a ghost!"

Nie's body passed through a big tree, swinging around in the woods like a newly flying chick.

"Good!"

Qin Hui nodded gently and smiled at the corners of her mouth.

"Uncle, I'm begging you for something, okay?" Nibunyu flew down from the treetops, and then a scratched picture scroll in her hand and begged, "This is my skin. Now my appearance is too ugly. I want you to help me fix this skin, preferably so that I can move in the sun!"

"Good!"

Qin Hui answered with another word, and then Qin Hui opened her mouth and sprayed, and a fairy spirit flew into the broken picture scroll in Niunu's hand.

The scroll in Niuniu's hand slowly flew up, and the traces of destruction on it quickly recovered. Finally, it turned into a golden paper with a girl depicting the appearance of Niuniu's previous life.

In the picture scroll, a girl carries a small schoolbag and wears a white dress, which looks so beautiful and innocent.

"I told your grandfather that you would have a good future, and now I have done it!" Qin Hui stretched out her hand to draw down the scroll, and then took out her sword and wrote gently on the scroll: "Daluo Jinxian Qin Hui, give the scroll to her sister Qin Niuniu!"

Qin Hui's words turned into golden light and integrated into the picture scroll, and then Niu put the picture scroll on her body and immediately turned into the girl in the words.

There was no ghost on the girl who reappeared this time. The golden light that mortals could not be perceived was surrounded by it, and the words written by Qin Hui flew happily around the girl.

"This painting will be the foundation of your life in the future. Under the protection of my big words, you are not afraid of the sun and immune to the attack under the immortals. Similarly, as long as you don't say anything, no one knows your ghost. And what you draw in the painting, you have what you have. This is a world of immortals in the painting!"

Qin Hui looked at the girl in front of her with a smile, and her body slowly faded.

"Uncle!" Ni Niu waved to Qin Hui repeatedly and shouted, "Thank you, take care of yourself!"

"Bear care!"

Qin Hui also replied with a smile, and his body completely disappeared into this world with the shout of this sentence.

One day in the big world, the small world is 365 years. Since then, there has been a girl named Immortal in Painting in this world, leaving behind many legends and legends.

In a teahouse, an old man was drinking tea and telling stories, surrounded by more than a dozen idle men in the tea shed listening carefully.

"Old uncle, your story is fake! How can there be ghosts in this world!"

A man laughed after hearing the old man tell the story and turned out of the teahouse. Unlike the man who left, the fascinated people in the teahouse couldn't help asking: "Old gentleman, your story is really good! It's the same as the truth. I don't know if this story has a name?

"Name!" The old man was stunned and shook his head gently.

"Sir, since this story has no name, it's better to call it Huapi. You call this story Huapi. I won't take any money for today's tea!"

The shopkeeper of the teahouse said with a smile, and the old man nodded silently and replied, "That's called painting skin!"

"Old gentleman, do you dare to ask Gao's name?"

"Wang Chongwen..."

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