Painted Skin Ghost's expression suddenly became extremely angry.

The thick blood on her hair still smelled fishy, ​​but she still pinched her throat and asked as hard as she could:

"Husband, didn't you say that I am the most beautiful woman in the world? I came out of the painting, and you said that your wife is the most beautiful woman in the world - now I am holding her in her position, don't you love your wife?

Now this skin belongs to her, why don't you love it anymore?"

The scholar in front of me spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound!

"You ask me why I don't love you?"

He sneered bitterly: "Because you are an ugly monster! Even if you use my expensive spar, garcinia and cinnabar, and put it in my wife's skin, you will still be an ugly monster!"

“It is difficult to paint the heart when painting skin and bones.”

"What kind of person am I, and why do I draw such an ugly monster like you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly pulled out a tea needle from his sleeve and stabbed it straight into it -

"I want you to pay for my wife's life!"

I closed my eyes, and now I no longer had to look.

Because of the consequences, I already knew it from Painted Skin Ghost’s memory.

Looking at Lurong again, she looked at me blankly, with understanding in her eyes, and then she walked over slowly:

"Miss Yu Xin, was it true that I was so miserable in my last life? So much so that when you look at me now, you feel like you are about to shed tears."

"No," I whispered, "I'm just wondering why God treats you so poorly."

Lu Rong covered her lips and chuckled: "It's already very good. Anyway, I'm still alive. And many people don't even have the chance to grow up - so, was my previous life really miserable? Please don't hide it from me.

, I’m not afraid of hardship.”

"I..." My voice was dry at this moment, and I just looked at her:

"Lvrong, July 15th is the Ghost Festival, and a hundred ghosts walk at night. Do you want to know what ghosts I encountered that night?"

Lu Rong was a little nervous: "I want to hear it, but I'm also a little scared...Does it have something to do with me?"

I nodded: "The person who harmed you in your previous life was such a ghost."

I told her the story of Painted Skin Ghost exactly as it was. Green face was stunned, and then suddenly two tears fell.

The little painter didn't know when he saw it. At this moment, he was holding the brush and ran over in a hurry:

"You...girl, don't cry, I, I..."

He was incoherent: "If you cry, the painting will not look good."

Lu Rong looked at his helpless look and laughed out loud, then turned her head:

"Miss Yu Xin, could he be my previous life..."

I nodded.

Lurong laughed, looked back at him, and then looked at him carefully:

"As expected, he looks like a fool - go and draw yours."

she said angrily.

The little painter's cheeks suddenly turned red, and then he returned to the painting table with stiff hands and feet. He stood quietly for a long time, then he picked up his pen and dipped in ink and wrote on the scroll again.

And she looked at me:

"Actually, according to what you tell me, girl, I was not miserable at all in my previous life. I had parents who cherished me, and a husband who was on the same page as me. He even faced such vicious ghosts and never backed down..."

Lurong smiled and comforted me: "Miss Yu Xin, to me, this is more important than any wealth. Thank you for letting me know that I once had such a beautiful life."

She suddenly let out a long, long sigh——

"From now on, I will study more carefully."

"I can learn everything Princess Yunfu is willing to teach me."

"As for him..."
Chapter completed!