Disguised as the devil of the system

There were originally many other portraits on the wall, but the painting that Hua Shi saw was facing this side, as long as you open the door, you will see that painting immediately.

After seeing that portrait, Hua Shi could no longer turn his gaze to other portraits.

"Who is this?" Hua Shi only had eyes on the person in the portrait, and he didn't even realize that he had slowly opened the door and walked towards the portrait. He murmured, clearly asking Fang in his soul. Wei, "Who is he?"

Fang Wei: "..."

If he hadn't watched Hua Shi walk into this room now, he would have almost forgotten that there was a portrait of himself in the abandoned main altar, and when he remembered, it would be too late to stop Hua Shi from entering the room.Now he can only rejoice that when he was the evil lord, he had always shown others with a mask. No one knew the appearance of Fang Wei, the evil lord, so there was no record of his appearance in the Jianghu.

In this way, at least Hua Shi should not associate the person in the portrait with the Lord of Evil Way.

Fang Wei did not respond to Hua Shi's words, but Hua Shi still focused all his eyes on the portrait. He had already arrived in front of the portrait with a slightly dazed expression, as if he had been immersed in some emotion. He looked up The hand wants to touch the person on the painting, but the painting on the wall has already experienced thousands of years of wind and frost, and the painting paper is slightly yellowed, which is obviously fragile. Hua Shi recalled this incident at the last moment, and quickly retracted his fingertips. , so as not to let this portrait be completely destroyed by himself.

Seeing that the portrait was still hanging on the wall, Hua Shi let out a sigh of relief, and finally noticed that there were still a few words written on the bottom left of the portrait.

Liu Qishuang.

Hua Shi's eyes were fixed on these three words for a long time. He read the name lightly, but he didn't realize that his voice was much gentler than usual when he spoke, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

Fang Wei didn't understand why he had so many reactions to a painting, even if the person in the painting was himself, he observed Hua Shi's movements, and finally couldn't help asking: "Host?"

Hua Shi blinked his eyes, as if he was called back to his senses by Fang Wei's voice, his eyes were full of unspeakable emotions, he couldn't help but whispered to the other party with a little show off: "His name is Liu Qishuang."

Fang Wei: "..."

Of course he knew the name, it was a name he had used for a long time after all.

But now that this name is said by Hua Shi, Fang Wei still can't help but feel a little strange.

Before he had time to make a sound, Hua Shi had already raised the corners of his lips and said again: "He's really good-looking, isn't he?"

Fang Wei: "..."

He really has no face to boast about his good looks.

Hua Shi didn't notice Fang Wei's awkwardness at all. He then began to look at the portrait and other furnishings around the portrait. , He quickly made his own judgment: "The appearance here should be a very important place, right? I heard from a few servants on the way here that Ningshan used to be the place where the masters of the spiritual way lived thousands of years ago. place, so I think this should be the Spirit Dao General Altar thousands of years ago?"

Hua Shi's guess was not wrong, so Fang Wei didn't say anything, he was a little startled, worried that Hua Shi would guess the clues of the past.

But then Hua Shi's guesses ran in an outrageous direction, and Fang Wei only heard Hua Shi say: "In addition to Liu Qishuang's paintings, there are more than ten chapters of portraits hanging in this room, although there are men and women in them. , but everyone's appearance is outstanding. The best-looking among this group of people is of course Liu Qishuang, and he happens to be in the center of the room. I probably already understand what these portraits in this room represent... "

Hearing this, Fang Wei couldn't help but want to interrupt Hua Shi, to stop him from thinking any further, lest he accidentally discover the truth.

But before Fang Wei could speak again, Hua Shi quickly expressed his conjecture: "So what the portraits on the walls in this room represent are actually all the beauties in the world selected by Lingdao back then! The one hanging in the center of the room is obviously the most beautiful woman in the world!"

Speaking of his speculation like this, Hua Shi raised his eyebrows and said briskly: "Are you right about the system?"

Fang Wei: "..."

He didn't know what to say.

After listening to the whole process of Hua Shi's reasoning, he really doubted whether something went wrong in the process, which made Hua Shi finally come to such a takeover.

Although the portraits in this room are indeed good-looking, it’s no problem, but it’s just because he was still young in the past, and he felt that being surrounded by good-looking people would make things more pleasing to the eye and the eye, so when choosing people, he chose The appearance is relatively good.

In any case, he never imagined that after a thousand years, he would be misunderstood like this.

However, even so, Fang Wei has no way to explain it. Compared with Hua Shi knowing the truth, Fang Wei thinks it is better to let Hua Shi continue to misunderstand.

Hua Shi didn't hear Fang Wei's response, he only thought that his speculation had been acquiesced by the system, he was in a great mood, and even better when he looked at the painting of Liu Qishuang on the wall, he had already forgotten about himself for a short time. The purpose of coming to Ningshan, I couldn't help turning back and forth in front of the portrait: "I have never seen such a good-looking person, this is only in the portrait, I don't know why I have a hunch, this portrait should still be Without being able to paint all his charm, he must be several times more beautiful than the portrait."

Fang Wei has now entered into a state of silence. Although people have never been short of comments on his appearance since a long time ago, these words from Hua Shi's mouth made him feel even more awkward for some reason.

He simply blocked Hua Shi's voice for a short time, and his body was in the underground cave, and he withdrew most of the energy that was originally placed on the wisp of spiritual consciousness that was following Hua Shi's side.

In the underground cave, Hua Shi, who had been sitting in the cave as if he had been in meditation, opened his eyes.

And the huge eyes that were originally opposite him seemed to sense his movement, the pupils moved slightly, and the crimson brilliance flowed in them, as if he was a little surprised at why Fang Wei's ears suddenly turned red.

Fang Wei and the pupil looked at each other, and after returning to the ground and being relatively silent with the monster in the abyss for a while, he finally changed his mind.Compared with the abyss monster, listening to Hua Shi's talk is probably more interesting.

Fang Wei adjusted his mood briefly, closed his eyes again, and focused his energy on that ray of consciousness again.

After coming back again, Fang Wei found that Hua Shi was still in the previous room, searching for something else in the room, as if he wanted to find some kind of clue from it.Needless to say, Hua Shi's purpose is to find clues related to "Liu Qishuang" in this painting.

Fang Wei no longer remembered whether there were any clues in this room that would reveal the truth. In order to prevent Hua Shi from continuing to search, he had no choice but to say: "Host, please go to the destination as soon as possible and find the token."

Hua Shi was used to Fang Wei's silence, and when he heard the system speak suddenly, he couldn't help laughing: "So you were listening to me."

"Don't worry about finding the token, I'll be there soon." Hua Pai continued to search as he said, and then asked in a tone of joy that he couldn't hide his joy: "You said this Mr. Liu Qishuang, is he still alive? I heard that Cultivators can live for thousands of years without looking old, and the higher the cultivation level, the longer the life will be. This Mr. Liu is so good-looking and his cultivation level must not be low. He must still be alive in this world, right..."

Fang Wei felt that it was necessary to stop his imagination, so before he continued to think wildly, he had already said at the right time: "Liu Qishuang is dead."

Hua Shi's unfinished words stuck in his throat, his movements suddenly stopped, and even his eyes froze for a while, until after a long time, after seeming to have digested Fang Wei's words, he finally asked in a low voice: "What did he do?" dead?"

Fang Wei didn't understand why Hua Shi had such a big reaction. To this person, "Liu Qishuang" was just someone he had seen in a portrait. There was a thousand years between them, why Hua Shi Will you care so much for this "ancient man" thousands of years ago?

He was silent for a moment, then responded to Hua's question: "According to the records, back then, Fang Wei, the lord of the evil way, led the evil spirits to attack the Ningshan Lingdao main altar. Liu Qishuang and dozens of other masters stayed here, were seriously injured, and were later killed by Fang Wei. .”

Hua Shi listened to Fang Wei's words in silence, and when he heard the last two words, he clenched his hands slightly, and many complex emotions appeared in his eyes.

After Fang Wei said these words, he stopped talking. The information he said could not be regarded as a lie, because in the truth of what everyone in Lingdao believed, and in the later records of Lingdao, "Liu Qishuang" was indeed Fang Wei died at the hands of Fang Wei, and he just told Hua Shi about these things.

Hua Shi was silent for a long time, Fang Wei knew the character of this eldest young master, he was the most timid and afraid of getting into trouble, he liked to be lazy and often procrastinated, if he was interested in Liu Qishuang's appearance when he saw the portrait on the wall , then after hearing that Liu Qishuang died at the hands of Fang Wei, he would definitely not dare to have any thoughts.

However, what Fang Wei didn't expect was that when he took a closer look at Hua Shi's situation, he discovered that the young master raised his eyes and looked at the portrait on the wall for a long time. Both fists are clenched tightly.

Fang Wei couldn't help being stunned, and asked, "Host?"

When Hua Shi heard the system's voice, his eyes trembled, and then he finally turned his eyes away, and let out a dull "hmm".

Fang Wei hesitated whether to continue asking, but Hua Shi had already smiled bitterly, and said to himself: "Maybe you don't believe it, I don't know why, just now when I walked into the room and saw the portrait of this person, it seemed that something was pulling Me, I can't take my eyes off him."

Speaking of this, Hua Shi's tone was puzzled, but what he said was certain: "I seem to... like him a little bit."

The author has something to say: there is another chapter before twelve o'clock