Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 638 The Second Level of Hell

The boundaries of the painted city.

The black fog covered the sky and earth like night.

Countless ghosts appeared from nowhere and were fleeing in panic. The air was filled with a depressing and painful atmosphere of terror.

In the rolling black fog, Qing Mang dragged two ox carts and a green ox, following behind Ying Shu in fear. Seeing that no matter how powerful the ghost was, it never dared to approach within three feet, it finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the suppression of that terrifying aura made it impossible for it to overcome.

Its four hooves were trembling and it had difficulty moving.

"Miss Yingshu, I, I really can't walk any further."

Qing Mang's voice trembled, and he felt that his soul could no longer hold on, and it seemed that it might collapse at any time. "If I keep going, I'm afraid I'm going to die."

"Ah, then, what should we do?" Yingshu turned around and found that Qingmang was not in a good state. His eyes fell on Donggong Lan, "Sister Lan, shall we go back?"

Dong Gong Lan, who was walking behind, looked at the trembling Qing Mang and said, "I'm afraid Qing Mang really can't go on. He has no choice but to go back."

"It can only be this way."

Yingshu nodded.

Although she wanted to continue walking and taking a look, she couldn't let anyone die, right? Then she said, "Sister Lan, let's send Qing Mang and the others out of the painting realm and then take a look?"

Donggong Lan nodded.

"Then let's go, and get out of the painting first."

Yingshu immediately turned around and walked back, but suddenly stopped, stunned for a moment and asked: "Qingmang, do you still remember the way? I don't remember, and I don't know how to get out of the painting. Can you point me in the direction?"

Qing Mang was stunned for a moment, staring at the shadow book with a dazed look in his eyes. After a while, he came back to his senses and said, "I, I don't remember it either. It's so dark, I can't recognize it at all. It's over, it's over..."

"Sister Lan?"

Yingshu looked at Donggong Lan expectantly.

Qing Mang also looked at her with some anticipation. After all, Miss Lan looked more reliable than Miss Yingshu.

"I……"

Donggong Lan shook his head.

For a moment, the two men, the cow and the three of them stared at each other, somewhat bewildered.

After a while, Yingshu said, "Go in one direction and keep going? In this way, we can get out of the painting, right?"

"That's not certain. It's possible that we're going in circles."

Qingmang shook his head.

"Then...what else can we do?" Yingshu asked, "Since there is no other way, we have to give it a try."

"Then we can only try."

Qingmang Road.

But it is worried that during the trial, the soul will not be able to bear it and will collapse.

"Let's go this direction then."

Yingshu looked around and pointed casually.

"This direction definitely won't work." Qing Mang said helplessly, "Look, ladies, those ghosts escaped from that direction. We should go in the direction they fled."

"Oh, that makes sense."

Yingshu nodded and walked in the direction the ghost escaped.

Not long after, Yingshu suddenly stopped and looked behind her in surprise. When Qingmang saw her, he immediately asked, "Miss Yingshu, what are you looking at?"

"I thought I saw a ghost being dragged away."

Yingshu said with a frown.

"What dragged him away?"

Qing Mang asked in shock and quickly looked back. Sure enough, he saw a ghost running away and was suddenly dragged back.

But it didn't see anything holding the ghost back.

At this moment, its heart trembled, and it said, "There really is a ghost being dragged away. Can you two ladies see what is dragging the ghost?"

"I didn't see it. That's strange."

Yingshu shook his head, then turned to ask Donggong Lan: "Sister Lan, did you see anything? Those ghosts were clearly being dragged away, but I couldn't see anything on them..."

"did not see."

Donggong Lan frowned.

After a while, they found that more and more ghosts were being dragged away, but they still didn't find any clues.

Very weird.

"What is dragging the ghost? Is this why the ghost is running away in panic?"

Yingshu asked curiously.

The ghosts being dragged away struggled frantically and shouted in fear, but they were unable to break free.

There is only despair in their eyes...

"very scary……"

Yingshu said with some shock.

"Ladies, let's go."

Qing Mang said with chattering teeth.

This scene horrified it to the extreme, and it felt that it could not stay here for long.

Yingshu nodded and led the way. As they walked and looked around, they always felt that there were invisible and terrifying beings hidden in the gloomy darkness.

They are catching ghosts...

along the way.

Countless ghosts escaped, and countless ghosts were dragged away.

However, no terrifying existence came towards them, which made Yingshu even more confused. He asked, "Sister Lan, could it be that the Yin soldiers are capturing ghosts?"

"It can't be a ghost soldier."

Qing Mang said immediately.

"It shouldn't be ghost soldiers. If it were, we should be able to see them." Dong Gonglan said, "Besides, ghost soldiers are not so scary and mysterious."

"What could that be?"

Yingshu asked.

"do not know."

Donggong Lan shook his head.

This walk lasted a whole day.

However, they were still in the darkness of the rolling black fog, which made Qing Mang increasingly anxious and irritated, and he asked, "Why hasn't the Lord come back yet?"

"Is there anything wrong with you, Gentleman? It's been a whole day, why haven't you come back yet?"

The movie book says.

"How could anything happen to your Majesty?"

Qing Mang glared at Ying Shu and said anxiously, "We have been walking for a whole day, why haven't we left the painting realm yet? Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case."

"Yes, why?"

Yingshu wondered.

"Have we been going in circles?"

Qing Mang looked around with some anxiety in his eyes, and said, "Could it be that this ghost fog has confused us? In fact, we have been going in circles, but we mistakenly thought we were walking in a straight line?"

"It's possible."

Donggong Lan said.

"Let's fly up to the sky and see if we can fly out?"

Shadow book road.

"I'm afraid it's of no use."

Qing Mang shook his head, helpless and irritable, saying: "We must be trapped in the ghost fog. It is very likely that the ghost fog is a domain of its own, and it is impossible to get out."

"How do you know if you don't try? You guys wait here, I'll fly up to the sky and take a look."

Shadow book road.

After saying that, he immediately stepped into the air and his figure quickly disappeared in the ghost fog.

"Miss Yingshu, don't go, or you might get lost." Qing Mang shouted hurriedly, but unfortunately Yingshu was too fast and disappeared before she could finish her words.

After a while.

"...Uh, is he really lost?"

Qing Mang looked at Dong Gong Lan in astonishment.

"Probably not."

Donggong Lan was stunned for a moment and said, feeling a little worried inside.

An hour passed and Miss Yingshu still hadn't come back, which made Qingmang and Donggong Lan dumbfounded.

This is really lost.

"Miss Lan, what should we do?"

Qing Mang asked anxiously.

"I'll send you out of the painting world first, and then I'll go retrieve the Shadow Book."

Donggong Lan pondered for a moment and said.

Qing Mang smiled bitterly. How could this ghost fog disappear just by saying it? They had been walking for a whole day, but they still hadn't gotten out?
However, waiting like this is not a solution.

"Ms. Lan, please get in the car."

Qing Mang said. Dong Gonglan thought about it and got on the ox cart.

Qing Mang pulled the ox cart and rushed in one direction...

……

End of gallery.

The handsome man in gray clothes and square scarf is still painting seriously.

Feng Qingyan watched day after day without making a sound, quietly watching the handsome man paint.

He went to the handsome man's pen and drew pieces of hell...

He still couldn't figure it out.

How could this handsome man be so virtuous and capable that he could paint a horrifying underworld with just a paintbrush?

He was sure that the other party was neither the King of Painting nor the Lord of Painting.

If that’s the case, then on what basis?

and.

How could a king of painting draw this gallery?

Although he didn't know much about Hua Wang and Hua Jun, he was Qin Jun and Shu Jun, so he had a general idea of ​​what Hua Jun and Hua Wang were like.

So why?

The pen in your hand?

However, after Feng Qingyan's observation, there was nothing unusual about the pen in the handsome man's hand.

This is just a very ordinary paintbrush.

When the handsome man drew a strange darkness like a wheel or a mill in the horrific underworld, Feng Qingyan finally understood.

This is?

Feng Qingyan couldn't help but take two steps forward.

This strange darkness, like a wheel or a millstone, gave him a very familiar aura. It looked very much like the black millstone behind Miss Yaoyao.

Is this a round of hell?
Feng Qingyan was very surprised and shocked.

Although the black millstone drawn by the handsome man was still very blurry, the aura it exuded was almost the same.

Horrifying.

At this moment he also saw that the ghosts caught by the invisible existence seemed to be thrown into the black millstone.

Shortly after.

Screams were heard from the black millstone.

Gradually, the black millstone began to emit a breath of depression, pain, regret, and even despair.

At this time, the handsome man did not paint the underworld anymore, but painted the black millstone carefully, but in Feng Qingyan's eyes, it was just a repetitive painting...

"Is this one of the eighteen levels of hell?"

Feng Qingyan asked secretly.

A layer of hell was created behind Miss Yaoyao, and the unknown woman in front of her was also drawing a layer of hell...

Where is the other sixteenth floor?

In his previous life, there were eighteen levels of hell in the underworld he created.

But this life is this life, and the previous life is the previous life. The two levels of hell in front of us are not necessarily the eighteen levels of hell in the front hall...

The two don't have to be related.

As the handsome man wrote more, the aura emanating from the black millstone became more terrifying.

It can intimidate all souls!
Feng Qingyan looked around and saw countless ghosts being dragged into the black millstone.

At this moment he walked forward to the black millstone and felt its breath carefully. It was indeed the breath of hell.

It is indeed a layer of hell.

Feng Qingyan couldn't help but look at the handsome man. Who was she?

Why can we draw a layer of hell?
And at this time.

The handsome man's hand finally stopped, as if he finally felt something, and looked at Feng Qingyan who was standing on her left.

"what--"

The handsome man screamed, dropped the paintbrush in his hand and ran away.

"..."

Feng Qingyan was stunned.

She was unable to react for a moment and watched helplessly as the handsome man ran away and disappeared into the horrible underworld.

Feng Qingyan came back to his senses and quickly said loudly: "I am Feng Qingyan, I have barged into the gallery rashly, please forgive me, young lady."

The handsome man was hiding somewhere, but he could hear Feng Qingyan's voice.

At this moment I was stunned. He knew that I was a woman?
It shouldn't be.

The handsome man thought so and carefully stuck his head out to look at Feng Qingyan. He was extremely surprised at the same time. Why could he enter my gallery?

Why can you enter my underworld?

Moreover, you saw the hell I drew, and nothing happened?

She remembered that no one seemed to be able to look directly at the hell she painted. If someone looked directly at it, they would be frightened by hell, or even have their soul sucked away...

It shouldn't be.

There should be no one in this world who can look directly at it.

The handsome man was a little flustered, but also extremely curious.

By the way, what did he say his name was?
Feng Qingyan?
The handsome young man was reciting the three words "Feng Qingyan" and felt that they were somewhat familiar, as if he had heard of them somewhere.

But I couldn't remember it for a moment.

Although she did not sense any malicious intent, she did not show up and remained hiding somewhere in the underworld.

She doesn't like to interact with people, especially people she has never met.

and.

She would be very nervous when interacting with others, fearing that she might not do something right and dislike others.

Over time, I became even less willing to interact with others.

However, she was very curious as to why he could look directly into hell without having his soul sucked away by it?

Although she was extremely curious, she remained silent and kept hiding.

From time to time, I would take a cautious peek.

Why aren’t you leaving yet?

go!

The handsome man was urging me in my heart.

"My name is Feng Qingyan, please come out and see me, young lady." Feng Qingyan's voice came again, "What you drew is a layer of hell? I have seen this hell before..."

At this moment, the handsome man widened his eyes. Has he seen hell?

This is impossible!

boast!

The handsome man didn't believe it.

This bad guy must be trying to trick her into showing up.

You must not go out!
Bad guy, go away quickly, I still need to paint.

The handsome young man put his hands on his chest and prayed, but unfortunately the bad guy not only did not leave, but walked towards her.

Ok?
The handsome man was stunned for a moment.

He was coming towards me? How did he know I was here? How could he sense that I was here?
This is impossible!

This is my underworld, there is no way he can find it.

But he did walk towards me. Did he really feel that I was hiding here?
While the handsome man was thinking, he carefully moved to another place and hid in another place. In addition, he drew many powerful ghosts in front of her to block the bad guys from coming...

but.

The bad guy finally showed up.

Moreover, those ghosts did not stop the bad guys, but were scared by them instead.

This made the handsome man open his eyes wide and show an incredible look on his face. How did he do it?
She couldn't help but stick her head out again and observe curiously.

But nothing was found.

However, this bad guy is very good-looking. He is so good-looking, so he should not be a bad guy, right? The handsome man tilted his head and thought.

"The lady is unwilling to show herself?"

Feng Qingyan stopped and did not move forward.

"not see."

The handsome man said timidly, "Go away, I don't want to see you."

"..."

This was the first time Feng Qingyan encountered such a situation.

Well, I was a bit shocked.

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