Chapter 463 The big melon is actually me!

Apart from Gao Min, the other girls were seeing this kind of scene for the first time and were so frightened that they clenched each other's hands tightly.

Du Yihuan was the first to react, hiding behind her sister-in-law and saying tremblingly, "Sister-in-law, is there a ghost in this painting?"

"A ghost?" Ye Wanxi scoffed and shook her head. "It's nothing more than a remnant soul that's been used to harm people."

As Ye Wanxi spoke, she stepped forward, reached out and touched the snow-white drawing paper, a knowing glint in her eyes.

Turning her head, she saw Zhang Fujia staring curiously in her direction, saying with a half-smile, "Do you want to come up and touch it too?"

"No, no." Zhang Fujia was so frightened that he took three big steps back, using his body to show his resistance.

Ye Wanxi didn't press the matter, but asked quietly, "Have you read 'Painted Skin' from 'Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio'?"

There was once a scholar named Wang who encountered a runaway girl on the road. He was so captivated by her beauty that he took her home and had relations with her. He then hid her in a secret room in his house.

Unexpectedly, this beautiful girl turned out to be a hideous demon in human skin. After being exposed, the demon rushed into the scholar's bedroom and ripped out his heart.

Zhang Fujia recalled the story, shuddered violently, and asked in a low voice, "I've seen it. But what does that have to do with this painting?"

“Take a close look at the paper of this painting. Doesn’t it resemble the human skin that the evil spirit in the story drew?”

Zhang Fujia and the others turned pale instantly. Human...human skin? What kind of insidious thing is this? It sounds terrifying!

This drawing paper is actually human skin! And that patch of red on the man's face in the drawing, could it be real blood?!

Among the Zhang family members, only Zhang Xiaoxiao remained calm: "But...but the person in the painting is a man! My brother dreamed about him..."

In Zhang Xiaoxiao's mind, aren't all the monsters that seduce men and drain their life force women? Could it be that the painting actually depicts a young lady dressed as a man?

As if sensing her thoughts, Ye Wanxi glanced at Zhang Fujia with a hint of sympathy: "Who says that bewitching spirits can't be male? Have you heard of Huang Jiulang?"

"Huang Jiulang?" Zhang Xiaoxiao was a little confused.

Compared to the household name "Painted Skin," Huang Jiulang is actually not very well-known.

Finally, Wen Caiyi quietly explained, "There's a famous male fox spirit who has a penchant for homosexuality."

Zhang Xiaoxiao was stunned, and her parents were shocked.

Everyone: "!!!" The real bombshell is here!

Zhang Fujia's face turned completely green: "No, no, no, don't misunderstand, I really didn't..."

Zhang Xiaoxiao buried her head in her hands, on the verge of tears: "No wonder you're still a virgin at your age, so that's why..."

"Oh my god, I really don't! I like women, I like women!" Zhang Fujia's voice cracked with anxiety.

Unfortunately, compared to his explanations, people were clearly more willing to believe what they saw with their own eyes and their own judgment.

In the end, Ye Wanxi gave a fair explanation: "Spirits and spirits have no physical form and can change their gender at will."

Zhang Fujia's eyes brightened slightly, thinking that he was about to be exonerated.

Unexpectedly, Ye Wanxi's next sentence was: "But I don't know what their true forms are like."

"..." I'm totally losing it!

"This painting contains two remnants of souls, one male and one female."

The underlying meaning is: who knows whether the person entering your dream is a man or a woman? Or perhaps both, sometimes male and sometimes female?

Hearing this, Zhang Fujia felt a glimmer of hope, but upon closer examination, something seemed off. Why did it feel like the more they applied it, the worse it got?!

"A man and a woman? The man is the person in the painting, and the woman is..."

Zhang's mother stopped abruptly as she remembered the paper Ye Wanxi had just mentioned, and her face turned pale.

Ye Wanxi frowned and simply extracted the memories of the two remnants of the soul from the painting, allowing everyone to more intuitively understand the origin of the painting.

The man in the painting is surnamed Feng. He was originally the illegitimate son of a wealthy merchant in ancient times. Because of his handsome appearance, he was admired and loved by many rich young ladies.

He has an older brother who is the eldest son of the family and is more capable than him in every aspect.

Only this face bears the scars of a bandit he encountered while traveling with a caravan in his early years. Although he was lucky enough to survive, he was left with three or four hideous scars, which are quite frightening.

Brother Feng's wife was also a daughter of a wealthy family in the area, surnamed Yue. The two were childhood sweethearts and inseparable since they were young.

After Brother Feng was disfigured, Miss Yue remained devoted to him and still married him. Their story was praised by the locals as a beautiful tale, and Miss Yue earned a reputation for virtue because of it.

But what is the reality? Miss Yue had long been tired of Brother Feng's ugliness, but she was forced by her father to marry someone she didn't like.

No one expected that Miss Yue would fall for her handsome and charming brother-in-law after entering the house.

In Feng Erlang's memory, it was always his sister-in-law who took the initiative to seduce him, and he always showed great resistance and never crossed any lines with her.

But their "private affair" was eventually exposed to their elder brother.

The eldest brother, who had been cuckolded, cruelly ordered his men to skin Miss Yue alive and then threw Feng Erlang into the river to feed the fish.

Still not satisfied, he invited a sorcerer to use Miss Yue's skin as paper to draw Feng Erlang's image, thus imprisoning their souls forever in the painting, never to be reborn.

As for the face of Feng Erlang in the portrait that was painted with flowers, it was deliberately destroyed by Feng's elder brother because he was jealous of his younger brother's good looks.

After reading this memory, everyone was both shocked and horrified by Brother Feng's cruel methods, and also felt some sympathy for Feng Erlang.

"It's wrong for Miss Yue to have feelings for her brother-in-law behind her husband's back, but what does that have to do with Feng Erlang? He always refused! In the end, he was even thrown into the river to feed the fish. It was truly an undeserved disaster."

"That's right, that's right. Miss Yue did indeed seduce her brother-in-law, but Feng Erlang did not cross any lines with her. He was just being polite and didn't do anything. It's so pitiful that he ended up like this."

"Although the older brother who was disfigured is also pitiful, I always feel that he doesn't listen to his younger brother's explanation. Nine times out of ten, he is psychologically twisted after being disfigured and can't stand his younger brother being so good-looking, so he deliberately takes revenge."

"I think so."

That's why they say people with good looks are popular wherever they go.

Based solely on this one-sided memory, and Feng Erlang's handsome face, the group subconsciously gravitated towards him.

Ye Wanxi chuckled, but had to remind the group: "In many cases, people's memories tend to beautify themselves. What you just saw may not be true, so it's best not to jump to conclusions too quickly."

This was the first time any of them had encountered something like this, and if Ye Wanxi hadn't told them, how would they have known there was such a custom? They immediately shut up, not daring to offer any more opinions.

(End of this chapter)