Without a heroic spirit, I can only end in person

Chapter 195 The Laundry Girl
Unlike the busy Jiang He and Chen Xianglan.

Painter Li himself was just an ordinary person, and he was not involved in the Buddhist sect.

He followed Jiang He to travel around the world, really just traveling to study painting, and wherever he went, he would find his favorite place and paint and sketch.

It is the same in Yinjiang City.

As soon as I arrived at the place, I was intoxicated by the magnificent river scenery. I ran to the riverside to sketch with my painting basket all day long, and used my brush to depict the surging river water.

As a result, within a few days, Painter Li's behavior changed in nature.

One day, he came to the riverside full of interest, and was about to continue to hone his painting skills, but he was attracted by a woman——

The woman was plainly dressed and was doing laundry by the river with a wooden bucket.

It looked quite ordinary, but it made Master Li stunned.

"Yunniang..."

I don't know how long it took, but he came back to his senses, but he sighed softly.

"Yunniang has been gone for ten years, what am I thinking..."

Just like what he said to Master Gu at the beginning, more than ten years ago, he also married a wife and started a family.

But his wife was weak, and something happened during childbirth, so she couldn't survive.

Although the youngest son was saved for the time being, he was also congenitally deficient like his mother and died young.

Continuously experiencing the pain of bereavement of his wife and children exhausted Li's mind and body, and turned the matchmaker out of the door.

At this time, he saw the shadow of his dead wife on the body of the washerwoman by the river.

However, Painter Li didn't think too much about it, otherwise he wouldn't be alone till now.

He put this matter behind him and continued to paint, but he couldn't calm down, and the pictures of the past always flashed in his mind.

Until the next day, at the same time and place, he saw the washerwoman again, but his mood calmed down naturally.

With this peace, he re-immersed himself in painting.

At sunset, the washerwoman had already returned, and he also woke up from a state of sedation. Looking at the paintings he painted today, he found that he had improved a lot.

However, compared with the picture scroll, his heart is more satisfied.

It was as if he had returned to the peaceful time when he was painting at home and his wife was rubbing ink beside him many years ago.

[You used the name of painting to learn about the situation from the population of the Yinjiang family, and gained a little. 】

[Turning back to the residence, I saw Master Li sketching and returning. Not only was he in a happy state of mind, but the paintings he painted also made up for the shortcomings, and he was very diligent. 】

[Painting also paints the heart. 】

[You know that Master Li always misses his dead wife, so he hesitates to write, but now he makes up his mind, happy for her, and also doubtful. 】

[So I decided to sketch with him, and Li painter readily agreed. 】

For several days in a row, Painter Li got up at a fixed time every day to wash and go out. He was in a hurry, just like rushing to a date. When he came back in the middle of the night, he was full of smiles.

Even Chen Xianglan can see this youthful performance of Huai Chun.

This is the second spring of glow?

While Jiang He was delighted for Painter Li, he was also a little puzzled.

He could sense that Painter Li didn't have much femininity in him, and recently he was always sketching by the river...

In addition, in the various rumors of water ghosts circulating in Yinjiang City, there are many such things as attractive female ghosts.

Jiang He was worried that this guy might run into a ghost, so he planned to take a stroll with him.

On the second day, Jiang He breathed a sigh of relief.

The woman by the river that Painter Li paid attention to was not a water ghost, but an ordinary washerwoman.

Judging by her clothes and attire, she seems to be a widowed daughter. She lives a cautious life and relies on washing clothes for others to make a living.

As for why Painter Li is not contaminated with femininity...

The reason is also very simple.

Jiang He accompanied him to paint for half a day, but saw that he had no intention of communicating with the woman at all, even the painting was full of excitement, as if expressing his inner heroism.

Completely immersed in the painting.

Maybe he was just borrowing things to think about his feelings and enjoying the atmosphere.

Jiang He had no intention of interfering with Li's choice of painter, and they painted beside him.

It's just that painter Li painted rivers and rivers.

What he painted were fishermen in the river and common people by the river.

After half a day, the washerwoman struggled to lift her clothes and got up, planning to go back.

Seeing the two still sketching by the river, he hesitated for a moment and walked over.

"What's the matter, ma'am?"

Jiang He's questioning voice awakened Painter Li from the painting.

He followed the prestige and saw the washerwoman whispering.

"There are water ghosts in the river, you two gentlemen, pay attention to safety, don't stay too long."

It seems to be just a reminder.

The washerwoman was about to leave after speaking.

Jiang He noticed, however, that there were old scars under the washerwoman's blue hair, which seemed to be left by a ferocious beast, and asked.

"Ma'am, have you ever seen a water ghost in the river?"

The washerwoman lowered her head slightly, her eyes covered with black hair.

"The Husband of the Hu family died from a water ghost."

"Feel sorry……"

"Sir, you don't need to worry about it. The ghosts of the Yinjiang River are very powerful and will appear in the daytime. Don't stay long, both of you."

The washerwoman bowed slightly and left with her clothes.

Painter Li looked at the back of her going away, and thought of her deceased husband, who had persisted until now, touched her heart, and sighed softly.

"Really respectable."

Jiang He nodded slightly, but thought more——

Painter Li couldn't see it, but through the drooping black hair, he saw the deep-rooted hatred flashing in the eyes of the washerwoman when she talked about the dead husband of the water ghost.

But looking at his conversation, he was too calm, as if he had completely let go of the past.

and……

If the people around me were killed by water ghosts by the river, would ordinary people approach the river without any psychological burden, and even spend most of the day doing laundry by the river?
A person who will take the initiative to remind others to be careful of water ghosts, but he doesn't care, is a very strange thing in itself.

With this in mind, Jiang He returned to Yinjiang City and immediately went to the city mansion to visit the city officials.

The washerwoman was young, and her husband was killed by a water ghost, probably in recent years.

Files should be kept in the government office.

【You made it clear what you came here for, and the Yinjiang city official readily agreed, and sent someone to fetch the dossier on the water ghost's harm, and let you have a look. 】

[You flip through for a while, and you will see the dossier of the washerwoman. 】

[It is recorded that five years ago, a couple in Yinjiang City encountered a water ghost by the river, and the husband sacrificed himself to feed the ghost to save his wife. 】

[When his wife came looking for soldiers patrolling the river, her husband had died in the river and was nowhere to be seen. 】

[The soldiers patrolling the river used the remaining traces to find the water ghost and kill it. 】

[However, his wife said that the ghosts killed by the officers and soldiers were not husband-killing ghosts. 】

[Because of his words, the officers and soldiers patrolled the Yinjiang River again, but there was no trace of him. They believed that his mind was panicked and his memory was confused, and the case was closed since then. 】

Jiang He closed the file, already having a judgment in his mind.

For a woman who saw her husband die in front of her eyes, it must be an unforgettable and unforgettable scene.

Water ghosts are transformed from drowned or unjustly dead people, and they also have faces and characteristics.

It is hard to say that she will identify the wrong murderer.

But the water ghosts killed by soldiers patrolling the river were not fake. How could there be two water ghosts?

"Probably not."

"The newly born sneaky ghosts are not very powerful. Even murdering the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled is very difficult. Most of them drown people in the river, and it is difficult to kill the brave and young."

"However, if a Buddhist temple spends energy cultivating ghosts, and then they are exterminated after harming people, the price is too high."

"If the Buddhist temple raises a few sneaks secretly, when the time is right, it will catalyze a newborn water ghost to come out, and then use the name of the newborn water ghost to hunt and kill Jiangmin."

"Even if they are discovered, the government will eliminate newborn water ghosts..."

"Not only can the case be closed smoothly, but the price is also extremely low."

Thoughts turned in my heart.

Jiang He asked.

"How strong are the water ghosts killed by the government?"

"Naturally, they are all newborn ghosts with little power...so most of the victims are ordinary people, and very few martial arts practitioners are killed by ghosts."

The Yinjiang city official asked curiously.

"Brother Gu, you are so concerned about the water ghost of the Yin River, do you have an idea?"

Jiang He didn't answer, but changed his mind.

"The matter of the Yinjiang water ghost is not natural, but man-made..."

"The people behind the scenes can hide for so long, they must be very involved."

"Even if you and I find out something, how can we take care of it?"

"Brother Gu, you're worrying too much. In the whole world, is it the king's land? In the Daluo world, there are things that I, an imperial court official, can't afford?"

The Yinjiang city official did not doubt Jiang He's statement.

When Feng Shui is the same, it is not a matter of heaven and earth, so it can only be man-made.

This is not a new idea, it's just that those Yinshan city officials failed to find out anything.

He laughed for a moment, looked around again, arranged the sound-silencing method, and said through voice transmission.

"Brother Gu, don't worry, if you and I find out something, we can report it to the court first... When the people from Dizhou come, no matter how serious the involvement is, the truth will come to light."

Seeing that the Yinjiang city official had no intention of being reckless at all.

Jiang He nodded in agreement.

……

Yinjiang waterfront.

Uncharacteristically, Master Gu decided to live in Yinjiang City for a period of time after distributing the money.

Chen Xianglan had no objections, so naturally Painter Li had no objections.

He leaves early and returns late every day, lingering around the riverside sketching.

With such a regular schedule, Chen Xianglan couldn't bear it, so she spoke to him.

"She has lost her husband for many years, and you have also lost your wife for many years. Instead of running to the river every day, it is better to ask the matchmaker to come to propose marriage."

Painter Li hesitated for a long time before refusing.

"She has not remarried so far, so she should still miss her ex-husband."

"And I also miss Yunniang, and she cannot be regarded as a replacement."

This is also the reason why painter Li painted from life by the river every day, but never took the initiative to communicate with the washerwoman.

He still has to travel with Gu Shi, and he will leave soon.

Just being a passer-by, and being able to miss his dead wife, is enough.

Chen Xianglan scoffed at this.

She has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and she despises this kind of indecisive man the most. If she likes it, she will pursue it. When he really remarries, she will have no regrets.

However, she was busy with her practice, so she didn't say anything more.

until a certain day.

Painter Li was sketching by the river, but it was difficult to write.

These days, he has been intoxicated by the waves of the river, he has already described it thousands of times, and he is already familiar with the momentum of the river.

Today's river situation brought him an inexplicable cold feeling.

Just as he was hesitating, he suddenly screamed.

He followed the sound, but saw an evil ghost with a green face, long fangs, and loose hair breaking through the river, pounced on the bank, and immediately ripped open a person and dragged him into the water!

This river bank is relatively gentle, and not only the washerwomen, but also many people from nearby towns come here to fetch water for washing.

Seeing this, they screamed and ran away.

Only the washerwoman stayed where she was, as if she was stunned.

Painter Li was also frightened, but saw a black shadow flickering in the blood rippling, rushing towards the washerwoman.

Without hesitation, he pulled out his saber for self-defense and rushed over.

"Run!"

Familiar scenes, familiar words.

The washerwoman glanced subconsciously, but did not see the familiar figure.

The water was surging, and the evil spirit broke through the water again and rushed towards her!
Seeing this scene, Painter Li's eyes were tearing apart.

at the same time.

But the washerwoman seemed to have practiced it thousands of times. She raised her foot and kicked over the wooden bucket containing the clothes, pulled out a Taoist-shaped sword from it, and slashed at the evil ghost's claw with her backhand!

At the moment of contact, the evil ghost's sharp claws seemed to touch the flames, and they retracted suddenly, screaming in pain.

Painter Li was stunned, his feet slipped, and he fell into the muddy water. He raised his head blankly and looked at the washerwoman.

"what…?"

(End of this chapter)