The beauty shed two lines of tears.

She was only a wisp of consciousness now, and she couldn't speak, but that didn't prevent her from expressing her emotions.

She carefully and clearly expressed her emotions to Mingmei: I'm fat like this, I'm fat like this, I don't want to live anymore!

Bright: "......"

The beauty's heart is bleeding, so she needs to "hum" to express her heartache.

Mingyang: "...... You killed five people. ”

The beauty is still "huh" in her heart!

Fan Tuanzi thinks that this fat beauty's IQ may not be enough, if it is enough, it should not be hum at this time, but hurry up to beg for mercy, if it works, will its head still be swollen? This path it has been practiced and does not work!

Mingmei looked at the beauty expressionlessly, and a fire appeared in her palm.

Beauty: "...... Spare your life! ”

Mingmei: "Say! ”

The beauty stopped and expressed her emotions clearly: I don't know, the day I was dug out of the ground, there was a pair of eyes on my body, and I became like this.

Brightly closed her eyes, intercepting the memory that belonged to the beauty.

The picture of the lady stepping on the snow is one of Guan Qingya's most proud works, not only because the painting is good, nor because the emperor fancied him to give him wealth and glory, but because this is the crystallization of his life's work, since then, he has never worked more than this picture of the lady stepping on the snow.

This painting is not Guan Qingya's concubine, nor is it the emperor's concubine, but Luo Yueyao, the first beauty in Kyoto at that time.

Luo Yueyao is very beautiful, everyone who has seen her admires her, her family is pampered, her family background is precious, if there is no accident, she is the one who is sure to enter the palace, but it is a pity that people are not as good as the sky, Luo Yueyao is very short-lived, and died early at the age of fifteen.

She was unwilling, her splendid future had come to an end before it began.

At that time, Guan Qingya, the painter of the saint, was a famous person, her father in order to commemorate her, he asked Guan Qingya to paint a portrait of her, Guan Qingya is a person who can be used to paint gods, and she is also very sad about the beauty who died early, so she used twelve points of sincerity to paint.

After the painting, her soul that should have been scattered was condensed, and she did not enter reincarnation, nor did her soul fly away.

After Guan Qingya finished painting, he handed over the portrait to her father, but after going back, he was uneasy, and he still remembered her appearance and painted this picture of a snow-stepping beauty.

This painting, Guan Qingya spent all her life to paint, painting carefully, forgetting to sleep and eating, and wandering the world, after painting, Guan Qingya suddenly seemed to be more than ten years old, and her soul was also locked into the painting.

After Guan Qingya finished painting, the whole person was wasted, and he was in a daze at her portrait every day, this symptom naturally couldn't be hidden from the Guan family, the Guan family had to rely on Guan Qingya to eat, and now Guan Qingya was like this, there was no way to animate the brush.

This matter gradually spread, everyone thought that Guan Qingya was commemorating his deceased concubine, she was really a temperamental person, only she knew how depressed she was locked in the painting, she was a little suspicious, Guan Qingya saw through the painting was actually her.

Guan Qingya's matter was heard by her father, her father felt very strange, even if he came to visit Guan Qingya, Guan Qingya avoided it, and even was very frightened, the more his father thought about it, the more wrong it became, and felt that Guan Qingya was likely to do something sorry for his dead daughter, so he wanted to join Guan Qingya.

Guan Qingya reacted at this time, and hurriedly gave the painting to the emperor through the hands of the eunuchs, and her father gave up when he heard the news.

After the emperor got this picture of a snow-stepping beauty, he just thought it was beautiful at first, and ordered someone to frame the painting and hang it indoors, and occasionally looked at it a few times when he criticized the chapter, and he felt refreshed and energetic, but later, the emperor indulged in it......

Every day, I look at the painting but forget to criticize the chapter.

At that time, she heard the emperor say that it would be nice if the beauty in this painting could come back to life, but she only felt creepy, and she felt that the emperor's praise was not her.

When she was alive, although she was a beauty, she was just a beauty, and she would not confuse people's heartstrings to such an extent, but after passing through Guan Qingya's hands, Guan Qingya seemed to have given her lifelong painting god to this painting, so that a beauty with only the beauty of a broken bag gradually had a soul.

Later, the emperor indulged in the beauty picture and gradually misled the country, she watched the emperor treat the six palaces coldly, and even recruited monks and Taoists everywhere, too lazy to manage the government, and even later became extremely mediocre, and missed the warplane, she was a little glad that she died early, otherwise after entering the palace, if the emperor was really like this, then, sooner or later, her family would be convicted of this.

Fortunately, after the emperor's death, the new emperor did not like to look at beautiful pictures, and she was also put on the shelf, so that she was spared the fate of confusing another king.

Later, the mountains and rivers were broken, and the beauty picture was stolen out of the palace by the little eunuch, and she was exiled to the people, and after several masters, she was buried in the ground with the last master.

Hundreds of years have passed, and in the past few hundred years, she has been locked in the painting, accumulating full of resentment and anger, and has gradually lost herself, unable to distinguish who she is, and at this time, someone dug up the tomb and took the beauty picture out of the tomb.

If it's just an ordinary painting, then she's just a painting with resentment, and when time passes, the resentment will naturally dissipate, but after being watched by those eyes, everything seems to be different, she seems to be endowed with a new ability, able to take people's lives for her own use......

And this seizure is natural, whoever becomes her master automatically establishes a contract with her, and builds a passage to transport life......

Mingmei tried to find the owner of those eyes through the painting, but all she saw was a blinding white, so she gave up, and she couldn't expect a painting that had lost her mind to stare at people.

She was now thinking about what to do with this painting, and most importantly, she didn't believe it, Luo Yueyao was completely innocent......

Otherwise, how to explain the cold aura that automatically climbed up her arm, Luo Yueyao could control that breath freely.

She said lightly: "You killed five people." ”

In the painting, if Luo Yueyao could kneel, she would definitely kneel, her eyes gradually became frightened, her face had some grievances, and she conveyed her emotions aggrievedly: I have become fat.

Mingmei sneered. "Tsk!"

She tapped her finger lightly on the painting, Luo Yueyao's spirit was shocked, and her heart was flustered, as if her own spirit could be easily bounced away by the person in front of her.

Mingmei's eyes widened slightly, and she took advantage of the chaos to read all of Luo Yueyao's memories, she wanted to see how Luo Yueyao killed those five people, and what she thought in her heart.

What she wants to know is what she really thinks, not her processed memories......

The first person to get the painting was a collector.