Renew

"I'm still afraid." Rong Li trembled with his wrists propped on the ground, his eyes narrowed slightly due to the pain, the tips of his eyes were red, as if he was about to cry.

The long hair swept across the plank road, and a wet leaf was stained on it. She raised her hand to push it away, gritted her teeth and sat up, panting with her chest rising and falling, and looked left and right for a while. Weird, she breathed a sigh of relief.

The black cat strolled to her hand, and sat down indifferently, "Although painting ghosts can also draw objects in the mortal world, most of them can't last for half a moment in the mortal world, unless they have strong skills and can stay for a few more hours."

"Your move was quite dangerous, but fortunately the hemp rope was only used for a moment." She said again.

Rong Li shook his head, "But I have no other choice."

"I covered your breath, she will think you have fallen off the cliff and died." Hua Su said quietly.

Rong Li was stunned for a moment, remembering the black mist that covered her mouth and nose just now, couldn't help but raised his hand and wiped it on her face, it couldn't wipe away the black mist, but wiped mud all over her face.

Hua Su looked up at her, and snorted indifferently, as if she had never seen this girl in such a state of embarrassment.

Previously in the Rong's mansion, although Rongli had an uneasy life and was worried every day, at least there were servants by his side to serve him, and he ate and drank well every day, never before like this time, with pieces of clothes on here and there Mud, filthy as hell.

Rong Li raised the back of his hand and rubbed it on his cheek, but he still couldn't wipe it clean, so he simply ignored it.She struggled to get up, but she still couldn't stand up, and her face was blushing. She looked weak and blushed, as if she was drunk.

Hua Su looked at her quietly, her pair of faint green pupils were like ghost lights in the mountains.

"If this brush is used by you, how long will the things in the world you draw last?" Rong Li lowered his eyes and couldn't use his strength, so he simply sat still.The corner of the skirt raised a large piece, and a pair of white socks were piled down, revealing her thin white legs.

The winter wind is cold and cool, especially here are all mountains, and the mountains are surrounded by rushing rivers, and the howling wind is even more bitter and steep.

Rong Li's legs trembled slightly, although she was still wrapped in fox fur, she still felt cold, but her face didn't change much, she just frowned slightly, as if she was used to the cold.

"If it was in its heyday, it would be more than half a month." Hua Su responded.

"Then how is it now?" Rong Li asked again.

Hua Su looked at it for a long time, and felt that this girl was so stubborn and calm that she was somewhat similar to her. This fragile appearance should be taken care of by servants in a high-walled compound. There are high walls, but it's a pity that the people in the mansion He didn't treat her well.

"It's no better than you right now." She didn't say it clearly, but she was quite honest.

"Bend down." Hua Su suddenly said again.

Rong Li was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and approached the cat, wondering if the ghost was going to whisper something to her.However, just as she bent down, her cheeks felt cold for a while.

Hua Su gave her a sigh of relief.

The breath was moist, and the slow wet itching penetrated into her heart, shaking her heart to surge.

Rong Li straightened up abruptly, looked at the black cat with white tail in astonishment, wanted to raise his hands to cover his face, but when he saw the mud on his hands, he forcibly held back.

Hua Su was very indifferent, as if he hadn't done anything abrupt, "Your face is covered with mud."

Rong Li tilted his head, his hair brushed the side of his face, and let out a soft moan.She stood up supporting the mountain wall, and the corners of the skirt rolled up immediately fell down, covering her calves tightly again.

She squeezed the fox fur tightly, and looked down the mountain along the plank road, "Are you going down the mountain?"

"Going down the mountain, you must not stay for long." Hua Su said.

Just as Rong Li took a step, she still felt itchy on her cheeks. She felt a little awkward in her heart, and after a while, she still bent down, picked up the short-legged kitten on the ground, and hugged her into her arms.

Hua Su said in her arms: "Don't look back."

Don't look back, can't look back.

Hua Sui was still stuck in her belt, her body was in severe pain, and several places were bruised.

When I got down to the foot of the mountain, I found that it was a dead end, and there was not even a boat below. The mountain wall was so sharp that I couldn't walk through it. I thought that the stone steps were built to go down the mountain to fetch water.

Rong Li was dumbfounded, and hugged the limp little black cat tightly in his arms, the embroidered shoes were mostly wet by the splashing river water.

"Draw a boat." Hua Su said.

Rong Li took out the painting ghost that was tucked under his belt, raised his hand and drew a few strokes, the ink flew out, and suddenly swung to the surface of the river, turning into a light boat in an instant.

The black-covered boat was as narrow as a thin leaf, and it obviously had nothing to lean on, but it remained motionless on the river, neither the water could push it nor the strong wind could do anything to it.

Rong Li hurriedly got on the boat, and drew a few strokes out of thin air. A white-clothed boatman stood at the stern of the boat and started to shake his oars.

The boatman was dressed in white like paper, with no expression on his face and dull eyes, but his arms were strong and powerful. With a shake of the oars, the boat that was floating on the river swung out quickly.

Even with the surging tide and the wind roaring like a tiger, this boat shouldn't be able to travel so fast.

Rong Li gasped for breath, his hand on Hua Sui was trembling slightly, he turned his head to look at the green hill behind him, but in the blink of an eye, it was already hundreds of feet away.

"Your painting skills really haven't improved much." Hua Su said quietly.

Rong Li sat upright, stretched his neck and looked into the distance, counting the time in his heart, if he kept going this fast, he would be able to travel four miles away in half an hour.

"It took me a while to find a place to stay." Rong Li said weakly.

Hua Su sneered, "You don't worry about your close girl."

"It's not that I don't worry about her. If I take care of her, I won't take care of you and me." Rong Li frowned slightly, feeling uneasy in his heart, "The green-clothed ghost can bewitch monks. I think he's a shrewd one. I'm just a Mortals can't beat her."

"Do you know the name of that ghost in green?" Hua Su jumped out of her arms and landed lightly on the board of the boat.

"What's your name?" Rong Li asked casually, saying that he doesn't care about Xiaofu's life or death, that's impossible.

Xiao Fu has been bought into the Rong Mansion since she was eight years old. Most of the other women thought she was too young and weak to do much work, so they simply gave her to her. It can be said that she has depended on this girl for a long time.

"Luo Xia." The black cat raised its head, its green pupils stared at her without blinking, cold and cold, "Lu Luo turned into a ghost, half ghost and half demon."

Rong Li frowned, "What enmity do you have with her?"

"They want to take something from me, but if they want to take it away, they must kill me." Hua Su walked steadily to the stern and squatted at the boatman's feet.

Rong Li lowered his head and looked at the pen in his hand, "What they want to snatch...could it be the painting ghost?"

"No." Hua Su only said a few words.

Rong Li simply didn't ask, and said firmly: "So she is here to kill you."

Hua Su sneered: "That's right, all ghosts are looking for me, are you afraid?"

Rong Li hesitated for a while, then slowly let out a breath, "I should be afraid, but you are not afraid of being chased and killed, so I have nothing to be afraid of."

"I will never let you die miserably at the hands of all the ghosts, as long as you hold the picture ghost well." Hua Su turned to look at her with bright green pupils.

Rong Li lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, "Didn't the green-clothed ghost be seriously injured by others when you went to Jingyin Temple earlier?"

"That's right." Hua Suliang said meaningfully: "She was injured, so she tricked the monk into feeding ghosts with living people, swallowing so many ghosts, she should be all right now."

For a moment, the black-covered boat, which was running smoothly, swayed violently, and the bottom was filled with water, almost covering Rongli's ankles.

It seemed to be a banana leaf hit by the rain, which made people dizzy. Even the boatman on the boat tilted his body, and the wooden oar in his hand seemed to be broken, twisting out an obvious crease.

The boatman was wearing white clothes. After getting wet, ink seemed to seep out of the clothes, slowly staining the whole clothes black.

Surprised, Rong Xin saw a tidal flat in front of him, and quickly pointed to the rock-strewn river beach, "Hurry up!"

The pendulum standing at the boatman's feet was also wet by the river water, and the soft black fur was all attached to his body, making the already thin cat look a little bigger than a palm.

Hua Su turned around, jumped into Rongli's arms, wet her fox fur, and said softly: "This technique is about to fail."

"It's almost there." Rongli said anxiously, while looking into the water, afraid that the paddle would turn into ink in a blink of an eye.

The boatman's expression did not change, his eyes were still absent-minded, and he waved his arms quickly. The bow of the boat was getting closer and closer to the tidal flat, and it was almost within reach.

The boat sank suddenly, and the boatman turned his body suddenly. Even his face was blackened, and the ink gradually melted from his feet soaked in the water.

The oars on the left and right sides suddenly sank into the river, turning into two long ink marks, which were washed away by the river water in an instant, leaving no traces left.

"It's going to sink." Hua Su didn't have the slightest fear, he was so calm, and asked very curiously: "What are you going to do?"

what am i going to doRong Li was dizzy and tinnitus from being shaken by the boat, his complexion was pale, his stomach was churning, and he almost vomited out.

"Uncomfortable." She hugged the cat tightly in her arms and took a deep breath, as if she wanted to absorb some warmth, but the wet cat was chilly.

The black cat possessed by Hua Su raised its head, its pupils were so cold that no expression could be seen.Seeing Rongli leaning back, her eyes blurred and red, she opened her mouth and let out a breath.

The dark ghostly aura pierced into Rongli's eyebrows, it was cold and cold, making her spiritual altar clear.

Rong Li gasped for breath, stood up staggeringly, hollowed out all the strength in his body, jumped out suddenly, and rolled down on the river beach.The water on the surface of the river rushed away, hitting her and rolling several times.

The supposedly snow-white fox fur on his body was so dirty that it was almost unrecognizable. His hair was wet and stuck to the side of his face and neck, and there were a few small bloody holes behind his ears, which seemed to be scratched by stones.

Rong Li lay there for a long time unable to move, he couldn't even squeeze the strength to speak, but he didn't let go of his arms around the cat, his five fingers were trembling.

Hua Su got out of her arms, sniffed behind her ear, and smelled a bloody smell.

It took Rong Li a while to open his eyes, his shoes were swept up by the river water, and one sock had faded to the toe, revealing his plain white ankle, compared with this tidal flat, it was as white as snow.

She coughed a few times, narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at the sky motionlessly, and said softly: "I..."

Hua Su squatted beside her face, bent down and pressed the wet and cold tip of the pendant bead to her forehead.

Immediately, another gust of cold ghost air poured in, and Rong Li was so cold that his whole body trembled. His originally tired limbs suddenly regained strength, and he became much more awake like a flash of light.

Hua Su straightened up, "Don't be afraid, I will never let you die like this."

Rong Li sat up, clutching his chest and gasping for breath, his heart was burning, and he still couldn't make a sound.The cold that poured into her eyebrows slowly sank and melted into her lungs, and the burning sensation suddenly calmed down.

"What exactly is that poured into the center of my eyebrows?" She raised her hand to touch the center of the eyebrows, but she couldn't feel the slightest coolness.

Hua Su paced towards the shore, paused, turned around and said, "Aura."

"Spiritual Qi?" Rong Li stood up slowly, took off his soaked socks, curled up his white and jade toes slightly, and followed the wet mud and gravel all over the ground.

"The aura of ghosts can also be ghost qi. Although it can relieve your fatigue for a while, it is also consuming your lifespan." Hua Su said calmly.

Yangshou.Rong Li said silently in his heart, thinking that her lifespan was exhausted in her previous life, and she didn't know where she picked it up for this heavy life.

With such a weak body, no matter how long the life span is, Wan will not live to a hundred years. She just wants to avenge her past life while she still has the strength left.

"It's okay." She moved her lips and said softly.

Rongli turned his head and looked in the direction he came from, he didn't know where Huawu Mountain was, "Will the green-clothed ghost come after him?"

"Probably not." Hua Su walked for a while, and finally stepped on the dry mud, "But we should find Rong Changting earlier, and don't let that mortal girl be taken away, I still have something to ask her."

Rong Li nodded slightly, "The green-clothed ghost recognizes me. I saw her once when I was in the Rong Mansion and once when I was in Jingyin Temple. She must have become suspicious. If she knew that I didn't fall to my death, I would Going back to Rong Mansion this time, I'm afraid it will lure her away."

"When you see that mortal girl, bring Hua Sui and follow me." Hua Su said indifferently.

Rong Li walked slowly, the stones on the ground hurt her feet.She lowered her head, her footsteps stopped suddenly, and she even shook her head, "Shang Huan...can't go, I have to go back to the Rong Mansion, there are still things to do."

Hua Su stayed in the Rong Mansion for a while, so how could she not guess what she was thinking, "You want her to die so much, why don't you just take her life?"

Rong Li raised his eyelids slowly, and his eyes were full of light, "She has caused me so far, if she just dies, how can she get rid of me..."

"Hate in my heart." She said each word in a soft voice.

Hua Su stared at her with those green eyes, and took another step unhurriedly, "Then go back to Rongfu earlier."

Rongli's eyelashes trembled, the corners of his lips raised slightly, he curled his toes and strenuously walked, a weak voice said between his lips and teeth: "The feet hurt."

Hua Su looked at her for a while, but couldn't figure out what expression was on that cat's face.After a while, Hua Su said, "Draw a carriage."

Rong Li picked up the painting, and didn't finish writing for a long time, thinking in his heart that if he drew a carriage, he must also draw a horse, and if he has a horse, he must also draw a groom. If you walk on the official road, you will inevitably meet people. If you are like the boatman just now The same, I am afraid that people will see the flaw at a glance.Although she has also learned to paint, she has never painted such a fine painting.

The cat standing in the distance suddenly collapsed, its limbs limp and fell to the ground, a thick black ghostly aura floated towards her, slowly congealing into a human form behind her.

The familiar black silk was blown up in the wind, and a slender wrist protruded from the robe.

Rong Li's hand holding the pen was suddenly held squarely, Hua Su's slender five fingers covered it, leading her to wave the painting.

The black ink flowed out from the brush head, and the carriage and the horse-drawn carriage sitting in front of it were outlined. The groom wore a bamboo hat on his head, covering most of his face.

Rong Li was stunned, he didn't expect Hua Su to be able to paint like this, the back of her hand was tightly stitched and covered, the hand that was close to it was not like a living hand, but it was also soft and delicate, like fat jade.

"I want to draw like this." Hua Su said quietly behind her.

The voice was close behind the ear, and the cool breath clung to Rongli's ear, it was light and light, not as thick as a man's, but it was not thin and weak.

Like a glass of poisoned wine, suddenly poured into the throat, burning the throat and heart.

Half of Hua Su's body was pressed against her back, so close that even a thin piece of paper couldn't fit in it.

After the last stroke, Hua Su let go of her hand, and slowly stepped back half a step, "The painting is done."

Rong Li suddenly came back to his senses, and saw a carriage landed on the tidal flat, the driver and the horse "lived" together.The white horse neighed, slowly lowered its raised forefoot, and took a few steps on the spot.

It's so true.

At first, she doubted whether the original owner of this pen was Hua Su, but now she is very sure after watching this scene, if this pen falls into the hands of others, it can be said to be a waste of money.

"How can you draw so well." Rong Li said dully.

"Learn more, I will often borrow your hand in the future." Hua Su whispered in her ear, looked back as usual, frowned slightly, his figure dissipated like smoke, and returned to the In the shell of the pendant bead.

The limp cat on the ground stood up again, without even barking, and its green eyes were as cold as ice.

Rong Li unnaturally rubbed the back of her hand on the wet fox fur, the wet fox fur was icy cold, but the back of her hand seemed to be hot, making her forget the discomfort in her body for a moment.

"Aren't your feet hurting? What are you still doing? Get in the car." The black cat jumped into the car, squatted in the car and wagged its tail perfunctorily.

Rong Li stepped on his feet, climbed up at a leisurely pace, sat in the car and glanced at the driver wearing a bamboo hat, but unfortunately the bamboo hat covered the driver's face, preventing her from seeing the drawn "human being" "What does it look like.

"Go." Hua Su said suddenly.

As soon as the words fell, Baiju ran up, quickly set foot on the official road, and left along the dirt road.

Rong Li swayed violently and almost bumped into the car, but fortunately he raised his hand to hold her steady, her clothes were all wet and fell heavily, the cold wind was blowing violently from outside, making her face pale.

"This car can only go half a minute?" She asked with a frown.

"Not bad." Hua Su responded.

"In half an hour, I still can't go far." Rong Li felt a little dizzy, and wondered if the carriage was shaking too much.

"If this carriage can't last, just draw another one." Hua Su was calm and not worried at all.

Rong Li raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and glanced out of the window, "It's a pity, the monks in Qiushou Temple are gone, I wanted to catch Meng Xian, but now who gave her the evil spirit? Don't know yet."

"There must still be monks alive in the Qiushou Temple, otherwise who will continue the incense in this temple." Hua Su lay down on the ground, vaguely adapting to the cat's body, "There must be a leader to speak out, otherwise Let the Taoist priests and monks in Qi'an know that Huawu Mountain has been taken over by ghosts, that's fine, they must kill them."

Rong Li untied the tie of the fox fur, the fox fur was wrapped around his body, it was as if wrapped in ice, it was better to take it off.

As soon as she took off the fox fur, her light yellow autumn skirt was tightly attached to her body, her shoulders were thin and she was very thin, and the two butterfly bones behind her trembled slightly.

"What if the ghost in green is not afraid of those monks?" Rong Li asked hesitantly.

Hua Su turned around, picked up the painting monster that was resting on her lap, stuffed it into her hand, and snorted lightly, "I still don't understand her."

Rong Li picked up the painting ghost, puzzled.

"Draw a curtain to block the wind." Hua Su said calmly, "If you get cold, I can't cure you."

Rong Li blinked his eyes, picked up the brush in a good manner, and drew a bamboo curtain to block the wind.

Half a moment later, the carriage was about to turn into black smoke, and the galloping white horse stopped suddenly.

Hua Su stood up abruptly, staring silently at the bamboo curtain in front of him.

Rong Li looked at it for a while, then raised his hand and opened the corner of the curtain, and saw a monk who was not afraid of death standing in front of the white horse, whose hooves were about to step on his chest.

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