late at night.
There was another sound of wind outside the house.
But this time it was slightly different. In addition to the sound of wind, there were more sounds of crawling on the ground.
The pool, the door, and the trees seemed to be crawling with half of their bodies everywhere. Dark shadows could be faintly seen through the paper windows. They were wandering around, looking for tonight's target.
Only four lanterns were lit in the yard tonight.
The wind blows.
"Puff puff!"
Three lights went out one after another.
But soon, a red light lit up in their house.
Only the big red lantern at the door of the third room on the east side was fluttering in the wind.
"Quack..."
A frog croaked in the courtyard.
Anxi hadn't slept yet tonight. She was sitting at the table, thinking hard about her plan to clear the level. She heard the frog croaking and turned to look at her window.
Outside the window, half of the black shadows are layered on top of each other, one on top of the other. The silhouettes on the paper windows are like long centipedes, but their tentacles are all waving their arms. They stand up and want to touch the red lantern hanging on the lintel.
They couldn't touch the red lantern with their hands, so the leading half of the body was holding a wooden stick picked up from somewhere, trying to poke out the red lantern.
"this………!"
Anxi marveled at their perseverance.
How persistent is this person to think of using Jenga to extinguish her lantern?
Anxi admired their perseverance, and then fell on the bed and fell asleep very moved.
Red lanterns never go out, even if they puncture the lantern paper.
"Quack..."
"ah…………"
"Zhizhi..."
Their anxious, angry and helpless shouts came from outside the house. They bared their teeth and claws in a helpless rage at the house, but they could only watch Anxi snoring.
"..."
The sound of the wind dissipated, leaving them this time with a sense of decadence and hopelessness.
[Daily Challenge: Deep Late Night Resentment Successful]
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"The time has come——————"
early morning.
The shrill cry of the paper man came as promised.
After Anxi and others had breakfast, they lined up in a line and waited in the yard as usual.
The line was exceptionally short this morning.
The only brides left now are: the fish-man Abe, the long-necked ghost Qianqian, the flower demon Miaolan, and the human Anxi.
"Dingling~"
The three ghosts followed the bells of the paper figures and walked all the way to a new courtyard.
Different from the second lady's courtyard where flowers are in full bloom and the fragrance is overflowing, this courtyard is full of green bamboos. Most of the decorations and furniture in the courtyard are made of bamboo wood, exuding a light bamboo fragrance, fresh and elegant.
"Dingling~"
The bell trembled.
It was to tell An Qian and the others that they should stop, and it was also to notify the owner of Zhuyuan that it was time to go out.
"How are you ladies doing these days?"
A greasy voice came from behind the bamboo forest. The second young master walked out wearing a blue gown with a white jade hanging around his waist, waving a fan.
The hem of his clothes swayed against the tall green bamboos, and he vividly displayed the noble and elegant appearance of a handsome young man.
"Wow..." The long-necked ghost subconsciously exclaimed in admiration.
After she finished sighing, she immediately realized that something was wrong with her. She covered her mouth and glanced at the second young master in panic and shyness.
"It doesn't matter, it's an honor for me to make a beautiful woman smile." The second young master shook his fan lightly and smiled at the long-necked ghost.
The long-necked ghost's face suddenly turned red, and he didn't even dare to look at him.
I have to say that the second young master is actually not bad looking, and his face can be called handsome, but he really used too much force. Wearing both a jade pendant and a fan, although he tried hard to look like a man of letters, his wretched eyes and the expression on his face showed that he was just a guy with appearances.
"Today I will give you a question."
The second young master fanned and walked to the tables and chairs that had been set up in the courtyard. He picked up the brush on the table, dipped the tip of the pen in ink, and wrote on the rice paper spread out.
The center uses the pen to draw from bottom to top, from thick to thin, one section at a time, and soon a picture of ink bamboo is completed.
The second young master put down his pen, and the paper man next to him looked at his words and immediately raised the painting to show it to An Qian and the other four.
"Although it is a virtue for a woman to have no talent, we in the Geng family are not so ignorant and only value a woman's appearance." The second young master slowly walked up to them and looked at each of their faces one by one with almost no concealment.
"But now it's too late for you to learn some poems and songs, so I'll cultivate your character through painting first. Today you each need to paint ten paintings."
The words fell.
[The Underworld Red Banquet Challenge Begins]
[Challenge Three: Talented Woman]
[The Geng family has a great business, so naturally they will not marry a girl who is illiterate and has no talent. She must be talented and charming to make people fall in love with her]
Listen to the system prompts this time.
An Qian didn't express anything, and immediately picked up the brush and started drawing on the rice paper.
What the paper man said to her yesterday made her think of a perfect plan, and the first step of this plan was to meet the eldest son who was only five months old.
Ten paintings are not too much, not too much. Ink painting is faster to draw than sketch or oil painting, but it is harder to control.
Anxi absorbed a little too much water on her first stroke and poked a hole in the thin rice paper. She silently balled up the paper and threw it aside.
"If it's painted like this, it can't be considered a painting."
The second young master's voice sounded not far away, startling An Qian, but when she turned around, she saw that the second young master was not looking at An Qian's paintings, but beside the fishman Abe.
He didn't know when he walked up to Abe's side, and he pressed close to Abe, saying in an ambiguous tone: "Although I don't want to embarrass you, I can't lower my requirements. Why don't you let me teach you..."
This tone was so disgusting that Anxi got goosebumps all over her body.
"this……"
Abe was a little shy. She raised her eyes and glanced at the second young master shyly and was about to say yes...
"Second Young Master?"
The long-necked ghost suddenly called the second young master.
When he heard someone calling him, the second young master's attention left Abe and turned to look at the long-necked ghost.
He smiled warmly at the long-necked ghost and asked, "What's wrong?"
The long-necked ghost tilted his head shyly: "I... can't draw a bit."
"Then let me teach you."
The second young master walked directly to the long-necked ghost without saying a word.
He raised his hand to hold the long-necked ghost's wrist. The backs of their hands overlapped, and ambiguous feelings arose between them.
"What's your name?" The second young master asked close to the long-necked ghost's ear.
The long-necked ghost replied softly and delicately: "Me? My name is Qianqian..."
"Okay, Qianqian, can you draw now?"
The second young master held the long-necked ghost's hand and drew a few strokes, then pretended to withdraw his hand.
"Wait a minute!" The long-necked ghost was deceived by him and subconsciously blurted out to persuade him to stay.
When the second young master saw the long-necked ghost's blushing face, he showed a triumphant smile.
