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Su An tapped the coffee table lightly, and said, "That, that, are you there, come out and chat!"

What followed was Su An's embarrassment alone. The figure of the woman in the painting did not move, but the scroll rolled up automatically and slowly.

This is obviously unwilling to follow Su An's rhythm. Seeing this, Su An couldn't help feeling a toothache. What can he do? Although he can vaguely feel that he has mastered the life and death of the woman in the painting, but this is just a feeling. I don't know what I should do. Do I want to draw a circle and say in my heart: "Come out, come out, if you don't come out, I will curse you to death?"

It's like, Su An obviously has a treasure house, which is full of gold and silver treasures, and there are countless treasures, but there is an indestructible gate standing at the door, but Su An has not found the key to this gate.

She tried to shout a few more times, but found that the woman in the painting really didn't want to pay attention to her intentions, so Su An gave up.

Su An, who had eaten two more Snickers bars, was about to take a bath and relax. After all, he almost lost his life today, and he was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Ignoring the scroll on the coffee table, Su An stretched his waist into the bathroom, but a few minutes later, Su An's exclamation came from the bathroom: "Damn, what is this!"

Then, with a towel wrapped around her waist, Su An rushed out of the bathroom shirtless, reached out and slapped the coffee table vigorously, and said, "Hey, the one in the painting, come out for me!"

But the response to Su An was still the same silence.

Su An looked back at the tattoo on his back reflected on the window, and directly reached out to pick up the scroll on the coffee table and opened it in front of his eyes: "I can feel your existence, and I can also feel that your life and death are all in my hands." It's under control, so you'd better cooperate, now, you, give me, come out!" Su An's words were full of anger.

As if feeling Su An's anger, the figure of the woman in the painting moved, and finally walked down the scroll slowly, standing in front of Su An.

The maid in ancient costume stood quietly in front of Su An.

When people praise a woman for her beauty, they sometimes say, "You look so good-looking, just like the person in the painting walking down!"

And the person in front of Su An is actually the person who came down from the painting, wearing an ancient costume, standing there quietly, and rushing towards him with a unique temperament, no wonder Gu It is said that it is also romantic to die under a peony flower and be a ghost.

Even though he almost killed himself before, looking at the figure in front of him at this moment, most of the anger in Su An's heart dissipated.

However, fortunately, Su An didn't forget the question he wanted to ask, and said, "What's the matter with this tattoo on my back? Is it related to you!"

Looking at the tattoo on Su An's back, Li Yingluo's eyes turned cold: "It has nothing to do with me! This tattoo existed on your body before you met me, and you should be grateful for this tattoo. Without it, you would have been a dead person already." , how could this be the case, how could I be restrained by you!"

Su An could feel that what the woman in the painting said was true. In this way, the tattoo on his back might still be inseparable from the judge's pen.

But looking at the tattoo on Su An's back at this moment, the blue robe and the broken hat seem to be...

Li Yingluo suddenly had a guess in her heart, and she couldn't help but let out a small sigh.

"Huh? Did you find something? Do you know what this tattoo is!" Su An looked at the confusion in the lady's eyes and asked.

Li Yingluo withdrew her gaze from looking behind Su An, and said coldly, "I don't know!"

Immediately, the figure returned to the painting in a flash, but Li Yingluo, who returned to the painting, felt uneasy. She paced slowly in the painting, and a poem was gently read out of her mouth: "Tang Dynasty Unable to win the No. [-] Scholar Division, Dubu Dengyou is full of anger, holding the Longquan Three-foot Sword in his hand, and going all over the world to kill demons!"

It's a pity that Su An, who was outside the picture scroll, couldn't hear the poem spoken by the lady, so he had no choice but to throw the picture scroll on the coffee table.

Unexpectedly, a person who never put stickers on himself when he was a child, suddenly had such a big tattoo, and it appeared directly without his consent, which made Su An feel awkward. He didn't take a shower, went straight back to the bedroom, and threw himself on the bed.

The next day, Su An, who was washing up, looked at the tattoo on her back in the mirror, and suddenly found that this tattoo seemed to suit her quite well.

In fact, people should be like this. If you look at the problem from a different perspective, the result may be completely different. After all, there are many helplessness in life. If you can’t change it, you can only try to accept it.

Su An, who finished washing, looked at the scroll on the coffee table in the living room, thinking in her heart that she should buy a safe another day and lock her at home, although the safe is a considerable expense.

For the time being, let it stay at home like this. A ghost in a painting should not need to eat or drink.

However, before Su An walked out of the door, a figure blocked Su An's way.

"You have to bring the scroll!" A figure in classical costumes appeared in front of Su An.

"..." Su An.

"No, you can stay at home honestly. If you feel that the painting is boring, you can come out and watch TV to relieve boredom."

"No, you must bring the scroll," the woman said firmly.

"Hehe, give me a reason, why, you know that I control your life and death now, how can you still give orders here," Su An said, looking at the figure in front of him.

Li Yingluo couldn't help being silent. After a while, she raised her wrist and pointed at the mark between her eyebrows, and said softly, "Because of it, if I get a certain distance away from you, I will die!"

Looking at the face of the lady dressed as a lady in front of him, he asked a vague question after a while: "What's your name?"

The woman was taken aback, and said softly, "Li Yingluo Nu, you, you can call me Luo Nu."