Why is the NPC Frightened By Me Again [Infinite Stream]

the next day.

The next morning in Meizhuang was the same calm. After the two woke up, they quickly packed their things and reached the study room lightly.

The study was still dark. There was white rice paper left on the table, and no one was there.

"I'll go in and have a look." Chu Tianshu arched his back, "You wait outside."

As he spoke, he opened the window and entered the study.

The air in the study was still stagnant. The scrolls were thrown all over the floor, and more than a dozen brushes were neatly hung on the pen holder.

In the past two days, Chu Tianshu has never had a chance to observe this study - he was either knocked to the ground by the electric shock, or pressed on the man's body...

"Tsk, this statement is really crooked." He said to himself.

He casually opened a scroll, which was blank.

Chu Tianshu reluctantly opened the second and third volumes... Sure enough, as Lin Huai said, there was no content on all the scrolls.

He rummaged through the boxes and turned over the entire study. Apart from finding a few letters in the dark compartment of the desk, he found nothing else.

Chu Tianshu tried to read the contents of the letter, but the light in the room was too dim—

It was at this moment that he suddenly discovered a fact that was ignored by all of them.

——In this seemingly complete study, there is not a single candle or oil lamp for lighting!

A thought vaguely appeared in Chu Tianshu's heart. He picked up a few scrolls and put them in his arms.

At the same time, there was a sudden sound of opening the door.

--somebody is coming.

He rolled on the spot, hid at the junction of the huge screen and the wall, and put on an invisible raincoat for himself. He was hiding in the dark and saw a figure in white walking towards the room.

- It's the man.

The hostess rolled up his sleeves and started writing, making a rustling sound on the paper. Chu Tianshu held his breath and observed his every move.

The next moment, his eyes widened!

That male host didn't actually dip in ink!

He used rice paper as the base and white water as the ink, and drew meaningless blank patterns on it. After the whole piece of rice paper was moistened with white water, he started the second and third...

Yes, this man is writing here... he doesn't paint, he just keeps repeating the same movement mechanically.

Water-soaked white paper gradually piled up beside the desk. After collecting ten pieces of white paper, he crumpled the rice paper into a ball and put it into his mouth.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak..."

A strange chewing sound came from his mouth.

The male host swallowed the rice paper and licked the corner of his mouth contentedly. Finally, he put the brush in his hand into the ink to moisten it, picked up the pen, and turned around.

His goal was the huge screen in front of him.

Chu Tianshu held his breath. The male host sticks to the pen and draws patiently on the screen.

Every stroke and every painting of his is very serious, as if this screen is something he cherishes very much. At this moment, Chu Tianshu finally understood the composition of this large screen——

It was drawn by the male owner all the time for ten years.

He paints without expression, as if the work never stops. When Chu Tianshu was squatting and his legs were about to go numb, he also turned his absent-minded eyes to the corner where Chu Tianshu was.

"Here." He said softly, "It's a little short."

Chu Tianshu secretly clenched his wrench. He looked at the male host coming towards him, tensed his body, and was always ready to attack.

However this time.

"Meow~"

A cat meow came from outside the window.

"Mia~"

The host paused his wrist.

"Meow~~ woo woo~~"

It was a very long cat meow, called soft. It is a very strange thing to actually have a cat meow in the icy and snowy Meizhuang.

The host finally put down his pen and walked out the door.

Chu Tianshu hid in the dark and did not move.

Sure enough, after only ten seconds, a pale face reappeared in the room!

The host didn't leave!

He stared, and looked around the room again. After confirming that there was no movement in the room, he pushed open the door and finally walked out of the study.

The host finally left, and Chu Tianshu also opened the window and decided to climb out.

"what?"

Out of the corner of the eye, on the screen that originally only had branches... how many red plum blossoms actually appeared?

Plum blossoms are distributed at the bottom of the screen, which seems to be the place where the male host had lied yesterday. Worrying that the male master would come back, Chu Tianshu wrote down their locations and did not dare to read more.

He turned over the window and quickly arrived at the meeting place where he and Lin Huai were gathered. Lin Huai stood on the spot and seemed to be kicking the snowdrifts to play.

Chu Tianshu said about his bizarre adventure, and in the end, he sighed: "It almost turned into a **** case... By the way, I didn't expect there to be a cat here in the ice and snow, thanks to the fact that it attracted the male owner. out..."

Lin Huai was silent for a while: "..."

"I don't know what that cat looks like, it would be nice if it was an orange cat... Wait, why are you looking at me like that?"

Lin Huaixu raised his eyes: "Haha."

Chu Tianshu:  …

"What?" He put one hand on the other's shoulder. "You called? Do you want to lead him out?"

Lin Huai:  …

"Call me more in the future... uh, uh, pain..."

"I just didn't want to have too much conflict, so as not to directly blow up the study and paintings... By the way, I feel that you have been a little arrogant recently." Lin Huai showed a smile of Heshan, "Come on, call me one."

Chu Tianshu covered his head: "Wang Wang Wang."

Chu Tianshu, who was beaten, followed Lin Huai with a few scrolls in his arms. Before entering the house, he glanced at the thin man across from him who was standing on the steps, not knowing what he was thinking.

After returning to the house, he drew the curtains and closed the door. After cutting off all light sources, he said to Lin Huai, "Now we can do things."

"What?"

Saying that, he put a few scrolls on the table, and while unfolding them, he lit the oil lamp.

"Mei Ying Mei Ying, where there is light, there will be shadows." Chu Tianshu said, "Therefore, I use oil lamps to illuminate these paintings..."

Under the illumination of the light, a painting finally appeared on the scroll that was originally empty.

plum bossom.

What appeared in front of the two of them was a very beautiful plum blossom. Hongmei Aoxue, Ling Han is independent. The branches are unique, and the flowers are flamboyant. Although the paper has only its shape, you can almost feel the fragrance of plum blossoms. On the side, the delicate flower hairpin in small letters indicates the owner of the painting.

"Master of Meiying Pavilion"

The master of Meiying Pavilion is the wife and mistress of the male master, so this plum blossom should also come from her hands.

They opened the paintings one by one and illuminated them with oil lamps. Surprisingly, these paintings are actually marked with the date of their drawing.

"November of the year of Gengzi, the twelfth lunar month of the year of Gengzi..." Chu Tianshu pointed to one of the scrolls, "This is this, the lunar month of the year of Gengzi, this is the painting that the hostess finally presented to the male host!"

Chu Tianshu deserves to be lucky, he grabbed it casually, and actually caught the last picture of the hostess.

Lin Huai looked down at the painting.

This painting is different from other paintings. Compared with other paintings, the plum blossoms on it are more coquettish and beautiful, red and almost black... Lin Huai approached to smell it, but a strange smell drifted into his sense of smell.

He put his nose on it and sniffed, and then he was about to stick out his tongue...

"boom!"

Chu Tianshu held up his face in a timely manner: "What are you doing?"

Lin Huai: "I want to try..."

"The smell of lying?"

"..." Lin Huai complained, "Of course it smells of blood!"

"This plum blossom was not painted with paint, or in other words, the layer of red on this surface is not paint." Lin Huai wiped the painting with his fingers, "but blood."

He looked at his fingers: "It should be the blood of the mistress...or rather, the blood that was splattered when she was killed."

"In that case, can we leave with this painting?"

Chu Tianshu said this, but frowned: "But I don't know why, I always feel that something is wrong...for example..."

He stretched out an index finger, touched the blood on the painting, and murmured, "I'm so... hungry..."

Lin Huai: !

He saw behind the other party, under the shadow of the oil lamp, a huge plum shadow appeared again!

"I'm so hungry..." Chu Tianshu said indifferently, "I really want... to eat..."

He raised his eyes to look at Lin Huai, and there was a strange brilliance in his dark eyes.

"you……"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Hehe, hehe..."

The woman's laughter rang out again. Chu Tianshu approached Lin Huai step by step and pinned him on the table.

"Bastard..." Lin Huai grabbed his arm, glared at the shadow, his eyes were red, "Bastard!"

His voice almost trembled, and the scene in front of him made him panic and anger uncontrollably.

The Mei Ying behind her gradually transformed into a graceful figure of a woman. She grinned and opened her arms, about to encircle Chu Tianshu in it.

When Chu Tianshu's teeth were about to touch Lin Huai's neck, a sudden change occurred!

"boom!"

Several white bone spurs were shot into the shadow of the shadow in an instant.

"what--!"

The woman in the shadow let out a scream, and she struggled in pain, but there was nothing she could do.

Bone spurs penetrated deep into each of her joints. At this time, Chu Tianshu, who was lying on Lin Huai's body, also stood up.

His eyes are clear, his movements are quick, and there is a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, where is there any trace of being bewitched?

"It's really hard to invite you out without this method." Chu Tianshu squatted on the ground with the wrench on his back.

The shadow struggled with the bone spurs, and every joint was smoking white smoke. Chu Tianshu smashed its face with a wrench: "Want to confuse me? You practice for another eight hundred years, and come back when you become a master."

Every time he tapped, the shadow let out a scream. Chu Tianshu said coldly, "Tell me, where is the painting?"

"I hate……"

"I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it!"

"Why do you do this to me... I paid so much for you... I painted so much for you..."

"I want to paint...I want his paintings...I want him to give me back my flesh and blood...I want him...to be buried with the plum blossoms!"

The woman let out a bitter cry.

The author has something to say: Brother Chu will be beaten to death by Brother Lin in the next chapter

Brother Lin: I thought you were crazy and wanted to eat me! !

Brother Chu: ... um, am I acting like that?