Survive, the rules of rebirth for the villain witch

"Chu Youhuang, your paintings are not as good as your poems."

Fang Mo pointed at You Huang and sighed for his painting. You Huang said helplessly: "Spring is easy to paint, but the word "early" is not easy to paint."

"What's the point of your drawing of a group of ducks swimming in the water?" Fang Mo thought Youhuang didn't know the point, but now he realized that she knew it, but just couldn't draw it.

"I once heard the old people say that 'the ducks know first when the river water warms in spring', so I drew a group of ducks swimming in the water." You Huang pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Haven't you heard of it?"

"Write with confidence. I'm not Mr. Murong." Fang Mo replied with a smile, implying that he would not force her to write poetry and that she didn't need to make up stories.

You Huang picked up the pen to write an inscription for his painting, and hesitated for a moment before saying, "You won't tell Mr. Murong, will you?"

"You have to trust my character." Fang Mo took You Huang's painting away, and suddenly thought of something and asked, "What did you do with the painting last time?"

"My father hung it in his study. I'm afraid Mr. Fang won't have a chance to see it." You Huang didn't hide it. Fang Mo smiled and said, "The study of Marquis Wushen is indeed inaccessible to ordinary people."

"If Mr. Fang likes it, I will draw another one." Youhuang also knew that his paintings were popular, so it would be okay to copy another one.

"That's not necessary." Fang Mo immediately stopped him and said, "Just paint a good picture to pass on to future generations.

"It's not because of that reason."

You Huang sighed and said, "I think the paper I'm painting on is not very good, so I want to change to another kind of paper and paint again."

Fang Mo stroked the paper he was painting on and said, "Gong Xue provided the best paper. I don't think there is any problem."

"You've never used rice paper to paint, so you naturally don't know the difference between the two." When it comes to papermaking, You Huang couldn't help but complain, "Why doesn't the palace school have six days on and one day off? I don't have any private time at all. I finally get a day off and I'm dragged to go hiking."

"Private time?" Fang Mo heard this term for the first time and found it interesting.

"Yes." You Huang counted on his fingers and said, "In addition to studying, we also need time to do something other than studying."

"The imperial examination is coming soon, and everyone is busy studying. How can they have time to do other things?" Fang Mo asked You Huang with a smile. You Huang said disapprovingly: "We women don't take the imperial examination, and I think the class division system of the palace school is unreasonable. No, it's not just the palace school, it should be that the teaching system of the seven countries in the world has problems."

"As for this question, you can discuss it with Mr. Yan Rong later. Now, just start painting."

The teaching was left to professionals. He was just a small lecturer teaching painting, and it was not his turn to speak about the system.

Youhuang picked up his brush and started painting. Today's topic is "Bamboo". Anyway, there is no limit to the painting method, so he naturally uses the most time-saving and labor-saving method. He picks up the brush and paints a few times to complete a masterpiece.

Wait until school is over and be the first one to rush out of the classroom.

When he reached the gate, Mr. Yin called him and said, "Chu Youhuang, someone just asked me to pass something on to you."

"Someone sent me something!" You Huang took the small box in surprise, and after thinking for a moment, he asked, "Mr. Yin, did you ask who sent the gift?"

"Before I could ask, he put the things down and said it was for you before leaving." Pointing at the box in her hand, Mr. Yin said, "Take a look at what's inside the box first. Maybe you'll know who sent it."

Youhuang weighed the box first, then smelled it, and confirmed that there was no problem before opening it. He found that there were two stone-like objects inside.

"This looks like a relic."

After careful observation, Youhuang came to the answer.

Upon hearing that it was the Buddhist relic, the most precious treasure, Mr. Yin was so shocked that he stood up suddenly.

He took the box from Youhuang's hand, examined it carefully and said, "Yes, it is indeed the Buddhist treasure, the relic. It doesn't seem to be as special as the rumors say."

"I am not close enough to the Buddhists to send me a sarira." Youhuang thought that she and Master Huijing had only met once and it was not enough for them to entrust her with such a precious treasure. Who on earth could send her such a precious thing?

"The relics are too precious, we have to return them to their owners."

Youhuang didn't want to take it for himself. If it was stolen, he wouldn't be able to pay for it even with ten mouths.

Mr. Yin nodded in agreement, handed the item back and said, "The person who delivered the item was a man, with loose hair covering part of his face. He looked to be in his forties. I have no impression of the other person."

A middle-aged man in his forties gives himself a gift?

The only person Youhuang could think of was Uncle Guan, but if Uncle Guan wanted to give him something, he could just send it directly to the Mansion of Marquis Wushen.

With this thought, Uncle Guan was ruled out. Youhuang thought about it for a while but couldn't figure it out. He packed up his things, said goodbye to Mr. Yin, and returned to his carriage.

Unexpectedly, the carriage started moving just as they were seated. You Huang immediately reminded them loudly, "Why are you leaving? Chu Youyou hasn't gotten on yet. Stop now..."

The driver seemed not to hear and continued driving the carriage forward.

You Huang immediately opened the curtain and said to the driver, "Stop! Everyone is not here yet."

The driver still turned a deaf ear to him. Youhuang immediately realized that something was wrong and took out a talisman and was about to stick it on the driver's back.

Unexpectedly, the driver suddenly turned his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and he raised the whip to whip Youhuang. Youhuang had no choice but to put away the talisman and leap onto the roof of the carriage.

Before she could stand firmly, Hongye and Qingfeng flew towards her with swords raised. Youhuang dodged repeatedly and took out the Rousi Sword to block their attacks. Looking at their eyes, they were dyed red like the coachman's, as if they had been controlled by someone.

The driver was from the military, Qingfeng and Hongye were from the secret guards, and all three were very skilled.

They were all his own people, and Youhuang could not harm their lives. He could only swing his sword continuously to resist their attacks, and for a while he really could not gain any advantage.

As soon as Mr. Yin saw that something was not right, he went to call for help. After a while, Chu Yunduan, Chu Yunze, Liang Huaitian and Liang Huainian rushed out. They were dumbfounded to see Youhuang fighting with the coachman, Qingfeng and Hongye.

"Huang'er..."

"They are possessed..."

"Help me stop them, I need to help them exorcise the evil spirits."

Youhuang explained the reason loudly while resisting. The four of them drew their swords and stepped forward without saying a word, first blocking Qingfeng and Hongye respectively.

Here, Youhuang dealt with the coachman alone. He held his whip hand with a sword and quickly stuck the talisman on the coachman with his other hand. The coachman screamed and fainted. A wisp of evil energy came out of his body, and Youhuang broke it with a talisman.

He took out two other talismans and threw them at Qingfeng and Hongye from a distance.

The two of them screamed in pain and fainted. Two wisps of evil spirit came out and tried to escape to the side, but Youhuang immediately dispersed them with talismans.

"How could they be possessed for no reason?" Chu Yunze asked as he put away his sword. You Huang sighed and said, "I don't know who secretly attacked me. Fortunately, I got on the carriage first. If it was Chu Youyou, I wouldn't be so lucky."