Daming's Bizarre Story: Painted Skin

Yinli slowly raised her head, her brows were a little red, her mouth was filled with Zhu Dan, and she didn't apply any powder, but it made people feel seductive and seductive: "Young master, I have heard your name for a long time."

Jiu Ru held the cup in his hand: "Oh, you've heard my name before."

The candlelight flickered in Yinli's eyes, she said with a smile on her lips: "Naturally, I only realized that the rumors are not as good as the meeting today, the young master is really stunning."

"Are you sure you've heard my name?"

Yinli smiled slightly, and added another glass of wine to Jiuru: "My lord, I know you have always been feared like a tiger, but Yinli is not like that."

"What's so special about you."

"I know they can't hold their heads up in front of you..." She got up and walked behind Jiuru, "But Yinli doesn't have to be like this."

She put her hands on Jiuru's shoulders, and it gradually turned transparent. She pressed Jiuru's ears and exhaled like blue: "What do you like about me? I can have whatever you like. I can create for you Each of the thousands of descendants can be integrated into the Feng family's blood."

Jiu Ru picked up the wine and splashed it back, Yinli's stunning face was poured with wine, Jiu Ru said: "I'm not interested in jellyfish."

Yinli's face turned from transparent to real, and then he smiled slightly: "I have had a ray of spirit floating outside since I was a child, but it was stolen by a lowly family like the Buddha's mother. The son killed the Buddha's mother to make this ray of spirit Returning. Yin Li thought that the son had this kindness to me, so he gave you special treatment, otherwise you thought you were a disciple of Buddha, so you could leave here?"

Jiuru raised his eyes: "Oh, tell me, what skills do you want?"

"I know that the Feng family used blood to suppress the gods from generation to generation, but this is useless to Yinli." Yinli smiled lightly, "Because Yinli is made of water, maids can melt into lakes and rivers. , you want to suppress me, how much blood do you have... When the mother-in-law created Fengshi, she incorporated a ray of killing intent into it, so Fengshi's essence and blood have the effect of breaking the gods, I really feel a little scared when I see it , but how much blood did you use this year?"

Yin Li lightly licked her fingers: "You can't use more than two drops of blood essence a year. You were injured and left in the Li Mansion because you exceeded the limit. The New Year's bell hasn't rung, what can you do to me? "

She squinted at Jiu Ru, her eyes moved, and she said with a smile on her lips: "Young master, Yinli likes you when she sees you, but I like you, so you will stay. If you are obedient, I will keep you. Let those two go, if you are disobedient, I will kill them first and then leave you behind."

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Zhao Ran turned his head to watch, Fei Qingchen reminded him in a low voice: "Listen carefully to the piano, or Mr. Liang will be unhappy."

"Then I'll go out and have a look." Zhao Ran said.

"If your friend wants to come, he will come without you going to see it."

Zhao Ran was not at ease, he had an inexplicably uncomfortable feeling in his heart, he knew that there were very few people in this world who could hurt Jiuru, but he just felt a little uneasy.

"My lord." A servant girl came over with a lantern outside the door.

It was already dark, and it was raining and snowing outside the eaves, Zhao Ran looked at the sky with his head, wondering if Jiu Ru didn't come because he thought the weather was bad?

But according to people like Jiuru, even if they don't come, they will definitely find a way to give him a message.

"I want to wait for a friend outside the door?"

The maid said: "Master, you can listen to the piano with peace of mind. If you want to wait for some friends, your servant will wait for you."

Zhao Ran smiled and said, "I'll wait, he's shy."

He walked out along the long corridor, walked for a while, and asked the maid in front of him who was holding the lamp: "Do you have many guests at night?"

"Although our music workshop has always been good at elegant customers, the business is good."

Zhao Ran glanced around the corridor, blinked his eyes, and the maid took him to the porter and said, "It's cold, so you can wait at the porter."

"Alright." Zhao Ran sat down.

The servant girl sent the silver frost charcoal stove over, Zhaoran waited for a long time, but did not see Jiuru's shadow, felt sleepy, couldn't help yawning, and closed her eyes slightly.

When he opened his eyes again, the charcoal stove in front of him was gone, and the porter and maidservant had disappeared, and the whistling wind outside seemed to be replaced by the sound of insects and drums.

Zhao Ran took a closer look around and found that he was in a different place. He was in the Buddha Hall, where an ancient Buddha with lamps was enshrined.

"It's the Buddha of the past again." Zhaoran muttered in his heart, he thought amusedly that he was dreaming again, and influenced by Fayan Temple, the Buddha he saw was still the Buddha of the past.

He wandered along the top of the mountain, wondering where this is, has he ever seen such a broken mountain gate in his memory?

He walked away from the back of the hall for a long time, saw a light, and heard the sound of water flowing when he got close, and then a voice came out: "Got it."

"Jiu Ru..." Zhao Ran's heart moved, he held his breath and went to the crack of the door to take a look, only to see Jiu Ru inside was undressing, the Jiu Ru in his dream had very short hair, Zhao Ran thought he was shaved?

"Understood." Jiuru said again, his voice was a little tired, obviously he had never seen Jiuru show fatigue before, and he didn't even think that Jiuru would be tired.

Jiu Ru didn't know who he was talking to: "Don't worry, I will go down the mountain soon."

Zhaoran was confused when he heard this, and then looked through the crack of the door, and saw that Jiuru had buried his entire upper body in the bucket, Zhaoran was startled, and rushed in, throwing himself to the side of the bucket.

Jiuru raised his head from the bucket, his thin clothes were wet, he was half naked, the water dripped down his clean cheeks, slid across his neck, and rolled down.

Zhaoran stared straight at Jiuru, his mind was full of unsightly images, he swallowed his saliva, Jiuru asked, "What exactly are you thinking?"

He blurted out involuntarily: "I want to take off your clothes."

As soon as these words came out, he couldn't help covering his mouth, and ran away in a panic. He ran out of the door, and was blown by the mountain wind outside, only to feel that his nose was hot, and when he touched it, his nose bleeds up.

Fortunately, it was in a dream, otherwise it would be really embarrassing.

There were footsteps chasing after him, and Zhao Ran ran desperately shamelessly, he hurriedly hid towards the main hall, tripped over the high threshold, and fell in.

He woke up in a start, and saw that the charcoal brazier was still burning in front of him, and the fine snow outside was beating the rubble like sand. He stood up, and the maid said: "Young Master, are you going back?"

Zhao Ran rubbed his stiff neck: "May I ask what time it is now?"

"Young Master Hui, it will be the time of Xu."

"Xu Shi..." Zhao Ran looked at the charcoal brazier, then looked at the candle in the porter's room and said, "I'm from Shen Shi. I came here to wait for someone after listening to a song. I woke up at Xu Shi. After an hour, I fell asleep. After an hour, why is this plate of charcoal fire still fresh, and this candle still so long?"

The servant girl and the concierge didn't seem to have thought that Zhaoran would suddenly ask such a question, and their faces changed instantly, and Zhaoran said: "I fell asleep a long time ago, right? When did I fall asleep?"

"Son..."

Zhaoran raised his head, only to see that the servant girl and doorman in front of him were replaced by Wurong and corpse demon Li Mo, they rushed towards Zhaoran, Zhaoran stretched out his hand and inserted his whole hand into the charcoal stove.

"wake up!"

"wake up!"

Zhaoran opened his eyes profusely with sweat, and found that he was lying on the low table in Liang Nianqing's piano room, and Fei Qingchen, who was on the desk next door, was also unconscious. He stretched out his hand and shook, but Fei Qingchen was still awake.

"Jiu Ru." Zhao Ran got up from the ground and rushed outside, only to see that the outside was blank, the sky was white, and the ground was white.

Where did Xiuyinfang go? Is he still in a dream?

Zhaoran was a little stunned, his arm was grabbed, Jiu Ru pulled him and said without looking back, "Run!"

"What's going on? Where is this?"

"This is the world of jellyfish."

"Jellyfish..." Zhao Ran turned his head and blurted out, "Jellyfish Yinli."

Jiu Ru said: "You know a lot of people."

Zhao Ran was puzzled and said: "The jellyfish seems to be a strange person. Do you need to run when you see a different person...?"

Jiuru pulled him and ran while saying, "This jellyfish is extremely powerful!"

Zhaoran still felt that it was unacceptable. When Jiuru had to run for his life when he met a stranger, he suddenly saw that Jiuru's clothes seemed to be torn, so he shouted: "Jiuru, your clothes are torn."

Jiu Ru was annoyed: "I told you, this jellyfish is extremely powerful!"

Zhaoran didn't know where Jiuru's temper came from, so he changed his mind and asked, "What should we do?"

"Hide carefully later, don't be found by the jellyfish's sense of touch, and later, no matter what you encounter, it may not be true. Don't believe anyone...including me. I will make a promise with you. If it is true, I will , my first sentence will be... Long time no see."

"Hey..." Zhao Ran had just finished speaking when he heard a soft voice say, "Where are you, Xiao Jing, don't hide, a moment in the bridal chamber is worth a thousand gold."

Zhaoran's mouth couldn't help opening into a circle, and then he was swept in by the seaweed-like sand. When he opened his eyes again, he saw river boats and fishing lights outside.

Jiuru will make people have nightmares when he falls asleep, but on the contrary, he is actually restraining himself.

Now, is he in Jiuru's nightmare or in the world of jellyfish? Thinking of Jiuru's torn clothes, he couldn't help but gasp.

This woman...is she trying to force Jiuru?

No, Zhaoran was so anxious that he scratched his heart and lungs, he stood up and groped towards the fishing boat on the shore.

"Boss, will this tribute boat go from here?"

"Absolutely not wrong, this is the news that one more pearl was bought."

Everyone gasped, and someone said, "A pearl... that's worth a lot of gold!"

"Yeah, Boss, is this too risky? Even if there are good things on the tribute boat, it's not easy to let go. Is the price of a pearl too high?!"

Zhaoran picked up the boat and looked in quietly, only to hear someone say: "Don't worry, there is something in this cargo, someone has already ordered it, we're done with this trip, and for the rest of our lives, everyone will just eat delicious food and drink spicy food."

Everyone seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and someone laughed and said, "Boss is resourceful, he must be good."

As soon as he opened his mouth, those who had doubts just now flattered him one after another. When they moved, Zhao Ran's eyes lit up, thinking that it was him.