My wife is not a demon

Chen Mu took out the ball of paper and threw it to her, and said with a smile, "I'm sure now, that princess is not easy."

Before, he thought that this little maid had encountered an accident in Wushan.

Didn't expect to appear here.

And judging from the posture of holding the sword, it is obvious that he is also a master. No wonder the princess dared to run away from home, but what I can't understand is...

Since there is such a master, but he went to the tavern to steal things, is his brain broken?

The girl took the ball of paper and confirmed that it was Miss's handwriting.

"Why did Miss let you come?"

Xiaoying's eyes were still suspicious, but she put down the long sword in her hand.

Chen Mu found a clean place to sit on it, and said calmly: "It seems that you still don't understand the situation of your princess, she almost died."

"what!?"

Xiaoying's pretty face changed.

Chen Mu raised his hand to signal her not to be too nervous, and said, "Don't worry, she has been saved by me."

Chen Mu explained in detail how he saved people.

After listening to the process of 'artificial respiration', Xiaoying had a weird expression on her face, and said slowly, "You've got a big problem."

"Yes, I may be beheaded by the emperor."

Chen Mu spread his hands and smiled wryly.

Xiaoying sheathed her sword and did not deny it.

Chen Mu heaved a sigh of relief, and looked directly at the girl with fierce sword intent:

"Tell me, what's going on with you, what's the point of your lady asking me to come? Also, I want to know, how could you be reduced to stealing things from a tavern with such a powerful cultivation base?"

"Were you ever followed when you came? Or told about it to anyone else."

Xiaoying stared at him closely.

Chen Mu shrugged: "I haven't told anyone else, but I can't guarantee whether I have been followed. After all, my strength is very low."

"Tell me your home address, and I'll find you at night."

"..."

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Chen Mu was silent, the girl frowned.

"My family has a wife and a sister-in-law."

"Don't worry, I won't hurt them, and I won't bring them trouble. I just need to pass some information to Miss through you."

Xiaoying explained.

Seeing that Chen Mu was still hesitating, the girl was a little impatient: "Forget it, it's the same if I ask anyone casually, after all, the home of the county government arrester is not in the underworld."

Hearing the sarcasm, Chen Mu smiled wryly.

He tore off a piece of paper from the small notebook, wrote the address on it and handed it over: "Don't make any noise, my wife still has to rest, she's caught a cold."

"I really feel sorry for my wife."

Xiaoying took the paper, "I will come to you around three o'clock, and I will send you a signal."

As she spoke, the girl took out a wooden pipe thick as a finger.

Blow to the mouth.

A clear and crisp sound like birdsong sounded.

Chen Mu nodded to express his understanding: "Okay, I will write it down."

"By the way, I picked up a painting when I was fighting with the snake demon. It probably fell from it. It's inconvenient for me to take it with you. Take it and keep it first."

Xiaoying took a rolled up painting from the side and threw it to Chen Mu.

Chen Mu took the painting.

Before he could say anything, a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and the girl who was originally standing in the room disappeared in front of him in an instant.

Only two dilapidated wooden doors shook slightly.

"Brilliant!"

Chen Mu stood there for a moment, uttering foul words.

Chen Mu opened the scroll in his hand.

The painting is not very big, less than [-] centimeters wide and about [-] centimeters long. In the painting is a painting of a graceful woman.

The woman lay quietly on the bed.

The dress is half exposed.

Judging from the situation, it seems that the painter painted the woman when she was asleep, and each brush stroke is full of delicate feelings.

But the only weird thing is that the woman's face is blank.

I don't know if the artist didn't have time to paint, or deliberately erased the woman's face.

"So-so, not as good-looking as the 'Uncle Liu' I confiscated from Yuan Yu's room."

Chen Mu lost interest after glancing at it twice, and closed the scroll.

When he walked out of the room, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed through his mind, and Chen Mu's body stopped suddenly, as if he had pressed the pause button.

Swish!

He suddenly unfolded the scroll in his hand.

He stared at the woman sleeping on the bed in the painting.

"The head is slightly shifted to the left, the right hand is stacked on top of the left hand, and placed in front of the lower abdomen..."

Chen Mu's eyes moved sideways and landed on the woman's feet.

It can be seen that the author's painting skills are very strong, even the woman's jade feet are drawn in detail, which is quite delicate.