The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 130 The Wall-Painted Beauty (2)

On the way to the town, everyone was not slow.

However, Dagan's territory is vast and boundless, and even with the city that seems to be close at hand, he walked for three or four hours, but he couldn't finish it.

It was not until the afternoon that the people knocked on the gate of the city.

There is no difficulty, and there is no so-called entry fee. With Niu Dali in the team, it is natural to "swipe your face" to enter.

Niu Dali was mixed in the team, still in the form of a calf.

Some people were puzzled and couldn't help asking, "My lord, why don't you take human form?"

Monsters generally yearn for human form, and regard bloodlines that can transform into human form in advance as noble.

Logically speaking, an existence like Niu Dali who grew up in a human environment should be more influenced by this concept.

Unexpectedly, when Niu Dali heard this, he exploded.

He poked his neck, "What's the matter if you don't transform into a human form? I like the way it is now."

Pu Song suddenly appeared behind him, lifted the back of his neck with a smile, and shook it three times.

Only a sound of "Peng" was heard, and the blue calf that day turned into a three-foot-long boy, with a tuft of hair on his head, a sky-blue bellyband around his body, and a pair of black eyes. It looks juicy.

Niu Dali first felt cold, and then saw the bellyband around his body, he pursed his mouth, and then burst into tears, "Wow, old man, you bullied me! You are unreasonable! Whoa whoa!"

Everyone was surprised.

Butler Wang is getting old, at this age, he naturally likes such little dolls.

Seeing Niu Dali, he seemed to see Song Lanyi deep in his memory.

It's just that at that time, Song Lanyi was much more obedient than him.

Just as he was rolling under Pu Song's hands, suddenly, his nose moved, and a sweet and sour aroma floated into the tip of his nose.

He almost instinctively stepped forward to bite, and a bright red hawthorn was swallowed whole by him.

Song Lanyi secretly made a comparison in his heart, there is nothing that a piece of candied haws can't solve.

If so, then two.

The customs of the southern border are quite different from those of Shuobei. Compared with the rough atmosphere of Shuobei, the southern border is more wild and natural.

Unknowingly, everyone followed the crowd and subconsciously walked to the East Street. Most of the alleys here were people going to the temple fair.

Niu Dali was lying comfortably in Song Lanyi's arms, his legs crossed, and he was holding a candied haws in his short hand, his mouth was covered with syrup.

Tangxi had long since returned to her kitten appearance. As she walked, she glared at Niu Dali, but she was in this area and did not dare to do anything to Niu Dali.

A group of people wandered around while observing the appearance of the temple fair.

It wasn't until they saw the place where the crowd gathered that everyone went curiously, ready to take a peek.

On the way, you can also hear the exclamation and even the laughter of the crowd.

Song Lanyi squeezed into the crowd, but although her stature was considered slender among women, it was still slightly insufficient compared to some men.

This caused Niu Dali and Tangxi in her arms to be unable to see the scene ahead.

Song Lanyi simply had two shoulders, one on each side, to carry Niu Dali and Tangxi respectively.

A young child and a kitten may not seem to weigh much, but it depends on who made it!
Song Lanyi herself looked slender and bookish, but she possessed such a terrifying power that for a moment, she couldn't help but make the people around her look sideways.

Even the woman beside Song Lanyi murmured a dialect unique to the Southern Territory, "Where did the little girl come from, how could she have such great strength."

As soon as he sat on Song Lanyi's shoulder, Niu Dali became extremely excited.

It was as if a nail had been placed under his buttocks, and he moved around without stopping.

At the same time, he had a strange feeling in his heart.

He had seen fathers and sons from ordinary families before, and they would do this too.

But his father has always looked like a cold face.

Unexpectedly, the first time he felt such an experience was from Song Lanyi who met him for the first time.

He made up his mind and decided to treat Song Lanyi better in the future.

It wasn't until this moment that a few people officially saw what the crowd was surrounding.

is a wall.

To be precise, it is a wall painted with silk clothes, beautiful maidservants and concubines.

The beauties on the wall look forward to their poses, and the thick or light gouache outlines their unique beauty and beauty.

Those watery eyes, fiery red lips, and Yuandai's eyebrows are like a passion that can't be drowned by rain.

How can those "old and conservative" paintings of maids compare to the enchanting and bright women on the walls at this moment?

In front of the painting wall, a man shook the paintbrush in his hand with a smile, "But there is still a gentleman who wants to try it? This way of painting is as real as it is fake, and the fake as real. It depends on whether you understand it or not." It's clear."

Those who went to the temple fair were mostly ordinary people. Hearing these words, they only felt half-understood.

But more people think about...the beauty on the wall is really beautiful.

After a moment of silence, I saw a dark man coming up, "I want to try."

The painter on the stage showed a meaningful smile, flicked the brush again, and the tip of the brush traveled on the wall. In just a few seconds, he drew a silhouette that resembled a black-skinned man.

The moment the silhouette of the whole body appeared, the man on the stage suddenly disappeared.

Even if it wasn't the first time they saw this scene, the spectators in the audience couldn't help but let out bursts of exclamation.

Roughly after a stick of incense, the painting wall changed again.

A burst of fragrance came, and the beautiful maids and concubines on the paintbrush, as if they had come to life, let out bursts of coquettish laughter. For a moment, there was a feeling that the hills overlapped and the golden lights faded, and the clouds on the temples wanted to burn their cheeks.

Just as the fragrant breeze was blowing and the tender laughter sounded, the painting wall suddenly fluctuated, and the man who went in earlier stumbled out with his feet floating and his eyes black and blue.

Seeing him like this, the audience burst out laughing immediately.

"Boy of the Xu family, you can't do it. It's only been a while, why do you seem to be sucked dry by a female goblin?"

The kid surnamed Xu didn't refute when he heard this, but blushed and looked at the painter like a hungry wolf, "Go in again! I want to go in again! It doesn't matter how much you pay!"

The painter raised his eyebrows, "I don't charge money..."

"Whatever!" The man said impatiently, "You can do whatever you want, let me in again!"

The painter smiled, didn't care about his attitude, but opened the painting wall again with a smile.

This time, without him saying anything, the Xu family boy went straight into the painting wall.

Listening to the tender laughter coming from the painted wall, this time, the duration was shorter.

After a while, the Xu family's kid emerged from the painting wall again.

He had lost a lot of weight, and he looked devoid of energy, as if he was hanging on one breath.

Niu Dali leaned comfortably on Song Lanyi's body.

Seeing this scene, he shook his head and sighed with emotion, "The color is a bone-scraping steel knife."

　Second update~
　　
　
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