The painting is made of rice paper, with a wooden frame. The figure in the painting outlines the infinite charm with just a few strokes. She has a smile on her lips and seductive eyes, which is the look most liked by men.
The painting that was supposed to be unremarkable started to fluctuate strangely after saying "Bitch, come out here", but it quickly returned to calm.
Mrs. Zhang and Mr. Zhang were stunned, their faces turned pale and their voices trembled: "Am I dazzled? The painting just moved?"
Master Ma's eyes widened and he subconsciously retorted: "Impossible!"
Seeing that the soul in the painting was pretending to be dead, Xu Qing said in a deep voice: "You have been discovered by us, do you still want to continue to pretend? You have harmed Mr. Zhang so much, don't you think you will be safe?"
Mrs. Zhang came to her senses instantly. This bitch almost killed her husband! Forgot to be afraid: "Bitch, do you hear me, come out! I tell you, I am the only mistress of this family, you can't even think of taking a step forward."
The painting began to tremble strangely, and a soft voice echoed in the living room: "Husband, are you really so cruel that you let this vicious woman kill me? In the past, you promised that you would treat me well, but you were just lying."
She started to sob and cry, Nana, one can only imagine what a delicate woman she must be.
Zhang Dewang subconsciously showed his heartache and pity: "Master, she didn't mean it-"
Snapped! Got a slap on the face.
Mrs. Zhang’s eyes were almost cannibalistic: “Zhang Dewang! Are you still speaking for her?!”
The pity on Zhang Dewang's face faded instantly, and he was extremely afraid of his wife: "Wife, I, I must have been confused just now..."
"Husband, does your face hurt? This vicious woman is so cruel. She dares to beat her husband, who is the god of heaven. She is so arrogant! Jiaojiao really feels sorry for you. Husband, please teach her a lesson or simply divorce her. "The painting ghost said softly, adding fuel to the fire.
Zhang Dewang couldn't help but look at his wife. Even though there were so many outsiders, he still didn't give him face, or he would get divorced...
Mrs. Zhang understood his thoughts and became furious: "Zhang Dewang, I think you are really fascinated by this vixen!" She turned to Master Ma and begged, "Master, please think of a way! Accept this bitch!" people!"
Master Ma...he didn't even see anything wrong with the painting just now.
"In this case, I will destroy this ghost today! You are so bold and evil, and you haven't shown your true form yet!" The sword with the bell hanging on it pointed at the painting, offering its power.
The invisible mana attacked the drawing paper, causing an instant impact, but it was unscathed.
"It's a joke that an old magician who is about to die comes to teach me a lesson!"
The people on the rice paper gradually reveal themselves and become human beings.
She is indeed a beauty, but her words are extremely arrogant and disdainful: "Today I will make sure you never come back!" An attack was launched at Master Ma.
Master Ma used his magic sword to resist, which slowly became difficult.
The painting ghost said proudly: "You dare to call yourself a magician even though you know a little bit about it. How shameless! Go to hell!"
Master Ma was suddenly thrown away, and was about to hit the wall. His body was suddenly supported by someone, and Xu Qing slashed at Huagui with his peach wood sword: "Have you forgotten me?"
Huagui seemed to have been violently attacked. He screamed and hurriedly retracted the attack, hiding in the distance and looking at her bitterly.
Xu Qing stood Master Ma steady: "Are you okay?"
Master Ma: "...It's okay!"
His old face turned red from holding it back, he was angry and ashamed, and even though he couldn't beat the ghost in the painting, he was saved by a junior who was who knows how many years younger than him.
Just now he had forced people to kneel and kowtow if they couldn't identify the ghost, but now he was slapped in the face.
Xu Qing didn't seem to notice his shame and annoyance. After seeing that he was fine, she focused all her attention on the ghost in the painting. It looked like a ghost that was at least a century old. No wonder she looked down on Master Ma.
"Tell me what happened to Mr. Zhang? Did you do it?"
The ghost in the painting saw her face clearly and a flash of jealousy flashed in his eyes: "Who do you think you are? Why do you care about our family affairs!" He turned to look at Zhang Dewang, fragile and pitiful, "Husband, this woman insulted me, you just Do you care?"
Zhang Dewang had just seen her show off her power and beat Master Ma to the point where he was unable to fight back. He was so frightened: "I, I..." He subconsciously looked at Xu Qing with pleading eyes.
Xu Qing lowered her face: "I think you won't shed tears until you see the coffin, so you have to suffer, right?"
The ghost in the painting thought of the power of the woman's mahogany sword just now, and felt uneasy in his heart, but he didn't want to bow down so easily. Moreover, if he was really obedient, this woman would not let him go...
"Okay, then I'll beat you until you're convinced!"
Turning her wrist, she took out a talisman and threw it at the ghost in the painting: "Ghost-suppressing talisman! Give me the talisman to suppress——"
The ghost in the painting subconsciously dodges, but her hands and feet cannot move for some reason. In a place where it cannot see, a match made of flames that is so faint that it is almost imperceptible tightly entangles her.
The ghost-suppressing talisman easily stuck to the female ghost's chest, and she was instantly trapped, unable to break free.
Xu Qing looked at Mrs. Zhang: "Slap her."
Mrs. Zhang was stunned. Looking at the female ghost with a face full of hatred, she suddenly plucked up the courage and rushed forward and slapped her twice: "You little bitch! You dare to persuade Lao Zhang to drive me out. I will slap you to death." !”
The big slap hit the female ghost's face so hard that her face swelled instantly.
She was in disbelief. How could this old witch touch her? Could it be... staring at Xu Qing.
Xu Qing: "Since you are willing to be a concubine, can't you bear to be slapped by your wife? This is how concubines came in ancient times."
Female ghost... What kind of concubine? She is a ghost! How could he be beaten by a woman who is just useless in this world? She wanted to tear Xu Qing apart, but she was quickly beaten by Mrs. Zhang and had no time to think about it.
Mrs. Zhang also didn't expect to be able to hit the female ghost. In an instant, new hatred was added to old hatred, and the beating was so refreshing.
"Tell me, is my husband's illness caused by you? He can't wake up every day, and his body is getting weaker and weaker. Is it you? Did you inhale his essence, or something? If you don't answer honestly, I will blame you. You’re cramping and peeling off your skin!”
At first, the female ghost had the intention to call Mrs. Zhang evil, but gradually she could only cry out to Zhang Dewang to save him. Finally, when Zhang Dewang saw his wife threatening him, he hid far away, and she was so angry that she yelled that he was not a man.
"Who are you scolding? If you want to scold me, it's my mother who scolds you. Who do you think you are?" Another slap in the face.
The female ghost couldn't bear it anymore and begged for mercy: "Sister, sister, I was wrong! I said, I said, please stop fighting, I said all, I'm sorry, oh, oh, oh, oh."
Mrs. Zhang slapped her: "Who is your sister? Tell me quickly!"
The female ghost was finally saved, and knelt on the ground wiping tears: "Since half a year ago, husband, yes, I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang used the betrothal gift to marry me back. Since I have become his woman, he will naturally accompany me that night. Well, we met in a dream. I was already very careful. Who knew that his physical strength would be so poor and he would be dead in less than half a year? Ouch! Sister, I was wrong, your husband is very powerful!"
