"Shen Bin has always made a living by making money through painting.
However, his previous painting skills were not very good and were full of craftsmanship. They were completely incomparable with the paintings sold at the market in the past two days, so he could only paint roof beams and murals for some temples and ancestral halls.
Six months ago, Shen Bin received a job.
I went to Shixian County, which is next to Fucheng, to color the statues in a rural temple and paint some murals.
As a result, he encountered bandits on the way. Not only were all his belongings robbed, but he was also hacked to death by the bandits.
But after the bandits left, the paintbrush Shen Bin had been carrying exerted a mysterious power and revived him.
No, it shouldn’t be said about resurrection. That brush sealed and imprisoned his soul in his body.
Although his soul was still there, his body died and he became a living corpse. "
When Qin Shaoyou heard this, he couldn't help but interrupt and asked: "Where did Shen Bin get that brush?"
Xu Ba'an replied: "Shen Bin said that the brush was given to him by the teacher who taught him painting skills on the day he left school. So he always carried it close to him and regarded it as a treasure. After he was hacked to death by bandits, because of the brush It was stained with his blood, and the bandits didn’t know what to buy, so it wasn’t taken away.”
Qin Shaoyou frowned slightly.
Shen Bin's paintbrush is a very weird supernatural item.
Not only can it capture people's souls and enslave them into ghosts, but it can also use their souls to paint paintings and seal ghosts into paintings.
Shen Bin's teacher was actually willing to pass such a supernatural item to Shen Bin?
This teacher is probably not simple either!
Thinking of this, Qin Shaoyou asked again: "Has Shen Bin explained who his teacher is and where he is?"
"Explained."
Xu Ba'an nodded and said: "According to him, his teacher was a country painter, nothing special. And he died not long after he left the profession."
Qin Shaoyou pondered and analyzed: "The day Shen Bin started teaching was also the time when he got the brush. But his teacher died not long after giving him the brush. Isn't this a bit too coincidental? It was his teacher , was once resurrected by a paintbrush, but he was disgusted with the life of being a living corpse, so he gave him the paintbrush and chose to die to escape. He was still his teacher. Is there any other weird thing? After giving the paintbrush to Shen Bin, Escape by dying?"
At this point, he reminded seriously: "Brother Xu, although Shen Bin said that his teacher is dead, I suggest that we send some people to check on his teacher!"
Xu Ba'an looked at Qin Shaoyou and said with a smile: "Not bad, brother Shaoyou, he came with us. Don't worry, after we found this clue, we sent people to investigate. If there is really something wrong with Shen Bin's teacher , regardless of whether he is really dead or faked, the people we send will be able to find out some information."
Qin Shaoyou gave a thumbs up and said half jokingly and half seriously: "Jiang is still hotter when he is old."
"Why do I feel that you are praising yourself in disguise?" Xu Ba'an also made a joke.
Then he continued to tell Shen Bin’s story:
"When Shen Bin was first resurrected, he didn't know that he had become a living corpse. He only thought that the bandit's knife did not hit his vital parts, so he was allowed to survive.
Looking at the wound on his body, although it was still there, it was no longer bleeding. He thought the injury was not serious, so he tore a piece of cloth from his clothes, wrapped the wound, and prepared to escape home.
But after walking not far, I felt that I couldn’t go back like this.
Because his transportation and food were gone, it was impossible to walk back to Luocheng like this. Comparatively speaking, it was closer to the rural temple where he was invited to paint.
After some psychological struggle, Shen Bin finally decided to do the work at the rural temple.
At least when he was working, the villagers would provide him with food and drink, and he would also receive wages when he left, so that he could have enough money to return to Luocheng.
When he arrived at the rural temple, Shen Bin began to color the statues and paint murals.
As a result, within two days, Shen Bin discovered that there was a corpse stench on his body.
Looking at the wound again, not only had it not healed, it had also started to undergo decaying changes.
At the same time, there were also some corpse spots on his body that only the dead would have.
The situation frightened him.
Not only that, he also found that when the villagers came to bring him meals, he was not interested in the meals, but he developed an appetite for the villagers.
This series of changes made Shen Bin realize that he might no longer be a human being!
Just when he was panicking, the paintbrush once again exerted magical changes, allowing his soul to enter the world in the painting.
That was an erotic painting he drew not long ago.
Because there was still a part of the painting that was not finished, he took it with him, thinking that he would use his spare time while painting murals for the rural temple to finish the erotic painting so that he could sell it when he returned and exchange for some firewood, rice, oil and salt..."
When Qin Shaoyou heard this, he couldn't help but sigh to himself: "Painting erotic scenes in the temple... This Shen Bin is also a talent!"
Xu Ba'an continued: "This erotic painting, along with Shen Bin's money, were all snatched away by bandits.
Of course, bandits don't understand art. They are only interested in the naked people and postures in erotic pictures.
After Shen Bin entered the world of the painting, he discovered that his soul could also attach to the person in the painting and manipulate it to transform into the person in the painting.
So he possessed the woman in the painting, emerged from the painting, and seduced the bandits.
His original intention was to take revenge, but after killing the bandit, he discovered that he could absorb the bandit's yang energy and blood energy to delay the decay of his body and even allow the wound to heal.
So he used this method to trap and kill these bandits one by one. "
Qin Shaoyou couldn't help but widen his eyes and asked: "Shen Bin dressed up as the woman in the painting and trapped and killed the bandits?"
"That's right." Xu Ba'an nodded.
Damn it, what the hell is this, a cross-dressing guy?
Qin Shaoyou thought of the ghosts in paintings he had encountered.
I also thought about the ghost in the painting that Zhu Xiucai and others managed to escape last night.
He couldn't help but wonder: "Are these two ghosts in the painting also big cross-dressers?"
If he were really a master of cross-dressing, the statue of Jiutiandang Demon Patriarch would have saved Zhu Xiucai and others.
Otherwise, it’s really not certain who will fall in love with whom.
Xu Baan didn't know what Qin Shaoyou was thinking.
He continued: "After Shen Bin killed all the bandits, he discovered that he not only absorbed the yang energy and blood energy, but also turned the bandits into ghosts through his paintbrush.
At the same time, he was also sure that he was no longer a human being.
If he wants to survive as a 'human', he must absorb yang energy and blood energy as nutrients.
So he forced the bandit's soul to attach itself to his previous paintings and the murals of temples and ancestral halls to seduce and absorb the yang energy and blood energy of others. "
"Those bandits and scoundrels, all men disguise themselves as women and pretend to be women to deceive people?"
Qin Shaoyou was even more shocked when he heard this.
Is this how you work as a ghost these days?
