Xuanmen's little milk bag is the strongest worker in the underworld

Chapter 41
Xu Shixiong's is the most obvious, thick and colorful, with clear facial features.

The colors of the other three people have faded a lot, and they can't be seen clearly unless they look carefully.

Xu Shixiong had already forgotten the struggle, and was immersed in the miraculous scene before him, "Could it be that our family has all traveled through time?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Yun Qi was another brain pat, and the little milk voice taught him fiercely, "For such a big man, his brain is so unclear! This painting can take people's minds, and it can slowly absorb people into the painting, turning it into a painting." Chinese, to live in another world."

Xu Shixiong, "What about our world?"

"Of course it died unexpectedly, it doesn't exist anymore."

Xu Shixiong's eyes widened, and it took him a long time to digest this sentence, and his mind slowly came to his senses, "You mean that the appearance of our family on the painting means that we are all fascinated by this painting?"

"Well, yours is the most serious, but there is nothing wrong with it. It should be that the woman in the painting has taken a fancy to you and wants to keep you last. Your daughter is the first, because she lacks a maid who fetches water, and you Pain my daughter and arouse her jealousy."

The Xu family fell into silence.

Yun Qi blinked her eyes, patiently waiting for everyone to accept the reality.

After all, this is more difficult to accept than the usual dashing ghosts.

Finally, Mo Wanting stomped her feet angrily, "This vixen is really shameless, even asking me to be an old lady who raises chickens and ducks."

Xu Leiyue, "Damn, I'm an imposing man, she asked me to serve tea and water, it's too insulting!"

Yun Qi: ...

Is this the point?
Obviously not!

Xu Shixiong struggled to stand up, this time Xu Leiyue and Yun Qiuce did not suppress him.

"It can't be Xiaoshan, she is very kind."

"Who is Xiaoshan?" Mo Wanting asked immediately.

Xu Shixiong pointed to this painting, hesitatingly said: "The woman in this painting..."

"Dad, you already knew?" Xu Leiyue was shocked.

"Also... I don't know. I was also scared when Xiaoshan came down from the painting, but she didn't hurt me. She said that she was let down by a fickle lover, and died in depression, with resentment, and her soul stayed on the painting. Only those who are destined will appear."

"But she will never harm anyone, she is very kind, and she also said that she would not harm my family." Xu Shixiong vowed.

"Yes, it's really kind to let your family reunite and arrange jobs for you." Yun Qi tilted her head, her voice full of sarcasm.

Xu Shixiong: ...

He slowly left the desk, came to the terrace outside the study, took out a cigarette and lit it, and the light blue smoke covered his facial features.

"It shouldn't be, how could Xiaoshan harm people? She is so kind..."

Just as he was talking, a woman's laughter suddenly came from the study room, light and sweet, reminiscent of clear springs in the mountains, with the scent of mist and mist.

"Who, who?" Yun Qiuce, Xu Leiyue, and the others were terrified, besieging the city back to back, looking up in horror.

No one cared about Yun Qi, so she was not annoyed, she stood up, pinched her waist, because standing on the desk, she became the tallest person in the room, feeling a bit arrogant.

"Since you've shown up, don't scare people. Come out, let's have a good talk, Xiao Qi promises not to do it first!" Her stomach straightened, she pinched her waist, and felt that she was in a terrible situation.

"Little ghost, you are not qualified to talk to me. I know you can catch ghosts, but when you meet a ghost like me, you have to kneel and kowtow." The light voice was full of charm, and it sounded very sweet, indeed. It's easy to get addicted.

(End of this chapter)