"What?" Mrs. Wei was shocked and said in disbelief, "But, the one I had was clearly an oil painting, but this one is an ink painting! And...and the content of the painting is not right!" If it was an ink painting, she would never buy it home and hang it in Wei Zhixun's study. She always felt that ink paintings were too dull and she didn't like them.
"What you encountered was a painting demon, who has been living inside a painting. The painting you saw was likely conjured by her magic, or perhaps a trick. I used my spiritual power to dispel the demonic energy from the painting, breaking the trick and revealing her true form. This is what it looks like, an ink painting that's existed for thousands of years!" Lan Ziye said seriously, "Take a close look at this painting. Are the silhouettes of these two people familiar to you?"
At this time, the two figures were no longer on the mountain path, but one was in front of the hut and the other was in the field.
Mrs. Wei's eyes instantly turned red: "Zhixun, it's Zhixun! Why is Zhixun in the painting? Zhixun..." As if she had thought of something, she looked up at Lan Ziye with horror and said in a panic, "You mean, I let the wolf into the house and harmed Zhixun? I was the one who harmed Zhixun?"
Lan Ziye shrugged and said frankly, "You could say that!" He paused and continued, "However, this painted demon's trick is very powerful. If I hadn't smelled the faint demonic aura on it, I probably wouldn't have noticed it. It's normal for you to fall for it, even if it's unintentional. So, there's no need to blame yourself too much!"
"But what should we do now? Zhixun...can he come out?" Mrs. Wei asked nervously.
Lan Ziye smiled faintly and said, "Of course, but... I need an aura generator, you have to provide it for me!"
"I will provide, I will provide... I will provide anything, as long as it can rescue my husband, as long as it can help me rescue my husband!" Mrs. Wei finally couldn't help crying.
Lan Ziye let out an almost undetectable sigh.
Carrying the painting, Lan Ziye got into Mrs. Wei's car and arrived at the Xuanjie Shopping Mall under the Lan Group according to the location provided by Lan Yanfeng.
After walking around the Xuanjie Shopping Mall for a long time, Lan Ziye finally chose a disposable spiritual energy generating device worth 50,000 yuan. Mrs. Wei paid the money, and the two of them sat in Mrs. Wei's car and drove towards the suburban villa.
Looking at the small box in her hand, Lan Ziye couldn't help but sigh: "How expensive!" It seems that she will have to work harder to earn money in the future, otherwise she will have a hard time affording this spiritual energy generator (?_?)!
I really miss the old Jingshi mine back home! Those days of lying on the Jingshi mine, sleeping and practicing at the same time, were so blissful (?????)!
Lan Ziye felt like a thousand horses were galloping through her heart. She wanted to roar loudly: "I want to go back! I want to go back now! (???_??)?"
The car quickly arrived at the suburban villa. As soon as she got out of the car, Mrs. Wei couldn't wait to ask, "Can we start now?"
"Not now!" Lan Ziye said seriously, "We have to wait until the hour of Wei, when the demonic energy in the world is the least and the spiritual energy is the most abundant!" Although there is a spiritual energy-making instrument, in order to succeed in one fell swoop, the right time, place and people are still needed!
Mrs. Wei looked at Lan Ziye with confusion.
Lan Ziye then realized that the time was wrong, and that people here couldn't understand what she was saying! (ー_ー)!!
Then, she explained, "It's between one and three in the afternoon. Let's do some preparations first!"
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