Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

"Yes." The boss also came over, persuading Rong Shen, "girl, I've seen his painting several times. It's not painted by any famous artist or by himself. Moreover, it's still half a scrap."

Being said by the boss, Liu Zi didn't deny it. On the contrary, he said to Rong Shen seriously: "girl, what the boss said is not wrong."

Rong Shen was annoyed by these people, so he nodded and said, "OK, then you can take out the painting and let me have a look. If I like it, you can sell it to me."

"It's natural." Liu Zi was relieved that he had come to sell the painting. If anyone wanted to buy his painting, he would certainly have it.

However, the premise here is that Liu Zi will not use this painting to cheat people.

Anyway, other people were attracted attention, so they just gathered around and stood around watching Liu Zi take out a scroll of paintings from his arms.

Cheng Xiu also came to Rong Shen's side and reached for her.

When he heard that Rong Shen stopped Liu Zi just to buy his painting, Cheng Xiu's unhappiness almost disappeared.

The scroll Liu Zi took out of his arms was wrapped in cloth. He probably thought it was simple. He took a furtive look at Rong Shen. He was relieved to see that there was nothing unusual on her face.

Then, under everyone's eyes, he slowly took down the cloth and opened the picture.

Except for Cheng Xiu, no one noticed that at the moment when the scroll was opened, a Black Mist flew out of his deep sleeve, hitting on the scroll and pressing back the shadow that was about to move.

As soon as the scroll was opened, everyone saw what was on it.

Indeed, as the boss said, it's only a semi-finished product, and it's not a landscape painting. On the contrary, it's a strange painting.

In the woods at night, there is a huge snake, only half of which is burning a campfire nearby. There are several people sitting around the campfire. Their faces are hidden in the dark, and they are not drawn. But a child standing by the campfire stretches out his palm to a young man. The things lying on his palm make Rongshen's pupil shrink slightly.

Her memory stone.

She wanted to buy the painting because it was made by the ghost who painted the skin. Although I don't know why, the ghost in it hasn't come out to harm people yet.

But Rong Shen never thought that her memory stone would appear in this painting.

"Have you ever seen this stone?" Rong Shen asked with his fingertips toward the painting.

Liu Zi shakes his head and laughs deeply at Chao Rong. He says, "I'm sorry, girl. Although this painting was uploaded by my ancestors, I don't know the origin and haven't seen this stone."

In fact, what he wants to say is that this kind of stone is an ordinary stone. Even if you really see it, who will remember it.

Others thought the same, but no one said it.

Rong Shen was a little disappointed, but she didn't show it. She said directly, "I've seen the painting. Now you can sell it to me."

"If you like it, you can sell it to a girl, but you don't need so much..." Seeing that Rong Shen wanted the painting, Liu Zi nodded.

Even if he didn't open the brocade bag to see it, he could see that there was a lot of silver in the brocade bag. Although the painting was handed down by his ancestors, Liu Zi didn't think it was worth much.

He also wants Rong Shen to get the extra money back.

But Rong Shen was eager to find out why the memory stone appeared in the painting. He didn't want to talk to him any more. He rolled up the painting directly, put the silver in his hand and said, "here's the money. The painting is mine."