shock!Jian Zun she is in the interstellar machine armor

According to Zhang Ke's temperament of not being able to hide his words, it's unlikely...

Yan Zhou dipped some ink and copied it slowly according to the sacrificial words.

For some reason, He Xu couldn't help but feel a little nervous when "Ming Ting" came in. He had no reason to think that this girl was possessed by the same spirit as them.

This sixth sense prompted her to look at the girl's handwriting.

Even though she didn't understand this ancient writing method, she felt that it was very elegant and in line with the ladylike temperament of everyone.

Then he turned to look at the dog crawling font written by Zhang Ke... The doubts in his mind were gone.

In the Empire, writing by hand was rare, let alone this kind of writing.

Zhang Ke couldn't hide his irritation on his face, and the brush tip in his hand would not obey his orders. He could never find the right direction, making each word look uglier than the last.

Aunt Wan scanned the two people's handwriting from behind and paused slightly when she saw Yan Zhou's good calligraphy.

When she walked behind Zhang Ke, her originally relaxed eyebrows suddenly wrinkled and she stared at the other person writing.

Zhang Ke noticed the person behind him stopping and bit his lip, his hands shaking even more.

"Stop!"

Yan Zhou and Zhang Ke stopped writing at the same time.

"only you."

Aunt Wan raised her hand and tapped Zhang Ke's table.

She asked with a straight face: "I remember... the father who sold you here is a teacher. He has barely read a book. Why can't he write well?"

Zhang Ke lowered his head and wrung his fingers: "I... am more playful... so I don't study hard."

Aunt Wan's face turned dark. In addition to the special requirement when she got these two girls, they also had to be knowledgeable and polite. Why do they have neither rules nor knowledge? !
"There are still a few days until the festival. You should stay here and practice your calligraphy these days. If you can't practice well, I will put you to the test!"

She said the last few words to He Xu.

He Xu: "...Yes."

She tried hard to suppress the anger in her heart and lowered her head. She wanted to strangle Zhang Ke to death for getting in the way.

Yan Zhou took in all this and turned the brush in his hand.

When the bride of the river god asked to be literate... I wonder if there were some other requirements behind it.

Aunt Wan sighed and patted Yan Zhou on the shoulder: "Follow me."

Probably because of Zhang Ke's comparison, her attitude towards Yan Zhou became obviously kinder, but in essence she still had a no-nonsense attitude.

Yan Zhou nodded and stood up, following her obediently.

He Xu, who was silently spying on the situation there, had gloomy eyes. Looking at Zhang Ke who was practicing calligraphy alone, he had murderous intentions in his heart.

The talent time limit has just passed, and Lao Hei and Monkey Na have already met... They are the guards here...

She sneered, looking for an opportunity to replace this damn girl, otherwise she would stay here to be an eyesore and delay the progress!

……

Aunt Wan took Yan Zhou to a secluded hut. It looked like no one was living in it, but it was not very dirty overall. Someone must have taken care of it.

Yan Zhou narrowed his eyes.

She saw... a string of pink wind chimes hanging under the eaves, the same as those on the sedan before.

The pink wind chimes are warm and comfortable, adding a rare sense of warmth to the cold environment. There is a long bouquet of dried flowers hanging below, which seems to be platycodon.

Yan Zhou was not stupid and immediately deduced whose residence this was.

"Squeak" sounded.

Aunt Wan opened the door. This room faced south and the windows were wide open. It was just dawning, and the weak sunlight shone in every corner of the house.

Yan Zhou stared at a picture on the wall, which depicted the same person.

Moreover, she could sense that the painter was a beginner, and his brushwork was jerky and stuck in many places, as if he had to grind it out bit by bit with willpower...

The picture on the scroll is of a young girl, about the same age as Yan Zhou's body.There are lying in the sea of ​​flowers...

I sat on a stone stall by the river and watched the stars...

The most impressive thing is the one in the middle——

The girl looked back as if by chance, her clothes were flying, her smile was charming, and her eyes were full of smiles.

"This person is..."

In order to fit the character, Yan Zhou asked with a confused expression.

"You don't need to know, you just need to know..."

Aunt Wan looked at the girl's similar figure to that of the girl on the wall with unknown meaning.

"Imitate her well, whether it's her clothing, speech or behavior...even her hobbies..."

She smiled.

"The more similar the better."

Yan Zhou lowered his eyes and tilted his head as if confused.

Aunt Wan said quietly: "I will find someone to teach you everything. This is God's will. If you learn well, maybe you can turn a sparrow into a phoenix... Of course, this is probably impossible, but at least you can stay." One life, I think you can handle it."

"The girl at the back also has a chance. Only one of you can survive... Now I brought you here purely because of your good understanding."

"do not let me down."

As a result, Yan Zhou changed his residence again, and was no longer restricted from going out. Except for the personal maid who had to accompany him every time he went out, his living standard was more than five times higher than before.

A large number of dresses similar to those of girls painted on the wall were brought in in batches, filling the wardrobe with various colors of ink paints, brushes, paper... and a stack of thick books.

Yan Zhou opened the book, which explained in detail her favorite colors, foods, types of brushes...as well as things she didn't like, what time she went to bed, what time she got up, and her living habits...

Although it was a bit out of place, she was inexplicably reminded of a popular serial on Starnet...

"The Substitute Wife of the Military Region Boss"

It begins with a detailed description of the boss Bai Yueguang's various living habits and so on. I didn't expect that I entered a secret realm and got such a strange script.

That sentence really comes true.

Drama comes from life.

Yan Zhou's thoughts jumped for a while and then quickly returned to reality.

Of course she would not easily define things as such a simple surface. There must be... something else she didn't know about inside.

I knew from You Li that the first-generation priest loved Miss Miao Miao, so the organizer of the substitute wife should be that priest, but Aunt Wan said it was divine decree.

And the man who was the first priest has passed away long ago...

This can be interesting.

Yan Zhou faintly smelled a love triangle.

She looked up again at the paintings hanging on the wall, which seemed to cover almost the entire room except for the windows.

These scrolls were most likely painted by the first priests.

……

There were many speculations in his mind, and Yan Zhou had a hunch that he might be able to explain them all on the day of the River God Festival.

I originally wanted to ask You Li to ask, but I thought that as a priest, he might be very busy now, and since there are many people during the day, I might as well go find him at night.

just now……

Yan Zhou put on a pine-colored dress according to Aunt Wan's instructions.

She decided to take a walk inside the village. It was not clear last night, so she took advantage of her free time to take a closer look.