When Li Si returned to her residence, she saw a very strange scene.

He saw Zhang Yuan painting in the room.

But if Zhang Yuan was just painting, he would never think there was anything strange.

What he thought was strange was that Zhang Yuan was painting at this time, but his face was pale and his forehead was covered with sweat. He was not what a painter should look like.

Then Li Si's eyes moved down and stared at the rice paper where Zhang Yuan was painting.

When he saw the piece of rice paper, his heart trembled. This is not a piece of rice paper, it is clearly a piece of human skin!

What Zhang Yuan did at this time was to draw a pretty woman on the human skin.

At this time, Zhang Yuan also saw Li Si. His face was distorted and he tried his best to control his head to sway.

He was warning Li Si not to come.

"Brother Zhang, are you painting?" Li Si walked into the room with a smile as if she had not seen his warning.

Seeing him in, Zhang Yuan's eyes showed a look of despair. He didn't expect that he would die, and he even had a friend he had made recently.

"No...wrong..." Zhang Yuan opened his mouth slightly, making a jerky sound.

After making a sound, his eyes showed a look of fear because he didn't want to speak at all, and it was like someone else making a voice through his own mouth.

Looking at the woman in the conversation, Li Si couldn't help but exclaim: "This woman is very vivid and looks beautiful. I didn't expect that Brother Zhang's painting technique has reached this level."

"Um..." Zhang Yuan lowered his head and made a soft nod. The despair in his eyes was even stronger. He didn't expect that Li Si was usually very clever, but he didn't expect that he was as stupid as a pig now. He hadn't found out that something was wrong yet.

"Brother Zhang, I saw that you were doing well. How about I'll give you a poem to your painting later?" Li Si looked at the painting on the table and rubbed his hands, looking unbearable.

Hearing his words, Zhang Yuan stopped talking and just quietly drew the beauty in front of him.

At this moment, the room fell into a strange silence.

Just when Zhang Yuan felt that Li Si should have noticed it, Li Si began to grind the ink aside.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yuan was so angry that he almost cursed. He really wanted to slap Li Si in the face and ask him to get out quickly!

It would be fine if he died alone now, but if he had to die with his friends, he would feel uncomfortable.

Especially today he was rescued by Li Si. In his heart, Li Si was no longer an ordinary friend who was drinking and meat, but a friend who treated each other sincerely. He didn't want Li Si to die with him.

Seeing Zhang Yuan's appearance, Li Si felt a little funny and moved. He didn't expect that Zhang Yuan would still think not to implicate himself in this situation.

Although he was a little moved, his face did not show any signs. When he grinded his hand, his index finger was slightly straightened, and a drop of scarlet liquid slid down the base of his index finger and dripped into the inkstone, blending into the ink.

At this time, Zhang Yuan's painting was also completed. A beautiful woman with a beautiful young man stood in the painting in a beautiful way, vivid and lifelike manner, as if she could fly out of the painting at any time.

"This woman looks almond-eyed and peach-shaped cheeks, and looks beautiful. She is a beauty in the world!" Li Si approached and exclaimed in surprise.

Hearing his admiration, Zhang Yuan felt helpless. If he were usually happy, he would just want this admiration to get out soon.

"Brother Zhang, how about let me write a poem for this painting?" Li Si looked at Zhang Yuan with expectant eyes.

And just as Li Si looked away, the woman in the painting smiled, as if she was very happy to hear Li Si's praise.

"You... write..." Zhang Yuan slowly handed the brush in his hand to Li Si, his tone aggravated.

"Thank you then." Li Si took the brush and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

After saying that, he used a brush to suck ink into the inkstone, and then wiped off the excess ink next to the inkstone.

After doing this, Li Si thought a little, and then the pen fell down.

But as his pen fell, the woman in the painting showed a look of horror on her face.

"Stop...hand..." Zhang Yuan, who was beside him, roared and was about to grab Li Si.

When he rushed over, Li Si didn't raise her head and pressed her foot against Zhang Yuan's chest. Then she used her force to press Zhang Yuan hard against the wall with her feet, making him unable to move.

At the same time, Li Si kept writing in awesome ways, and a poem came to life on the paper.

"Ah!!!" A miserable woman's cry came from the painting.

Then Li Si received the message.

"Kill low-level ghosts - ghosts in the painting and get 65 soul points."

"Are you inquired about obtaining ghost memories in the painting?"

"The body of the 28-year-old woman is as soft as a slight silence, and her waist is lying on her foolish man. It is obvious that the head is falling, and the bone marrow is dry in secret." Li Si smiled while thinking about her poem, then slowly withdrew her feet pressing against Zhang Yuan's chest.

"Is this?" Zhang Yuan looked at the portrait of the half-faced demon and half-faced beauty in the painting, his throat moved slightly, and a look of panic appeared on his face.

Seeing him like this, Li Si couldn't help but jokingly and sighed: "Brother Zhang, you have been lingering in the fireworks place for many years, and the inner demons have grown up, so what happened today."

Hearing his words, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but look scared and grabbed Li Si's sleeve: "Brother Li, save me, save me, I don't want to die yet."

Seeing Zhang Yuan's appearance, Li Si felt a little funny, and knew that he had been joking, so he said, "You can stop going to those fireworks places in the future."

"Okay, I will never go again." Zhang Yuan nodded repeatedly, feeling a little painful, but he also made up his mind to never go to the fireworks place again.

"Well, that's great." Li Si nodded with a serious look on his face.

He actually did it for Zhang Yuan's good. If Zhang Yuan likes to hang out in the fireworks and willow alleys as he used to, his wealth and honor talisman would have to use him.

Then Li Si paused, looked at Zhang Yuan with a cautious look: "This time I have killed the inner demon for you, don't tell others, otherwise the disaster will come."

"Okay." Zhang Yuan nodded, and in fact he knew in his heart that even if he talked to others, he would not believe it.

In this way, it’s better to hide it in your heart.

"Then can I save this painting?" He asked Li Si hesitantly.

Hearing him say this, Li Si thought for a while, nodded and said, "Yes."

This painting is now an ordinary painting, and it is nothing to collect.
Chapter completed!