Shin's painter

Painter Shen raised his head, and there was a sharp long sword on his white neck. Out of the corner of his eye, he could only see the other party's black clothes. The intruder should be a man.

Her back was straight and she didn't make a sound.

"There are rumors in the world that Painter Shen is extremely arrogant, but I didn't believe it. After seeing it tonight, he has a bit of backbone." A bass voice laughed.Although he smiled, he held the sword firmly in his hand.

The more extraordinary the painter's power of observation, the more unmatched.

The man's voice was deliberately lowered, but she could still see who it was.

She has been waiting for his appearance.

"Old Jin, a sword has no eyes, we got to know each other somehow. Holding a sword on a distinguished guest's neck is not the way to do business!" Shen Xiaozhi said calmly.

The intruder with a sword is Lao Jin, the owner of Mingcai Cloth Shop.

Lao Jin raised his beard, slightly surprised. "How do you know it was me?"

When he first entered, Master Shen was hanging his head in thought, and didn't look up at him.

"You smell of bronze, sour, and the smell of pancreas. Among the antique dealers I know, you are the only one who is interested in treasure maps. Isn't it?" Shen Xiaozhi told the story frankly, generously.

Lao Jin put his sword back into its sheath and asked, "How do you know I'm interested in treasure maps?"

Painter Shen is just a painter, and no matter how superb his painting skills are, he is still just a painter.He has always hidden his target and never mentioned it to the outside world, but Painter Shen has already seen through him, it seems that he should see her less, no wonder everyone loves her.

"You like to collect objects from the ancient times. It looks like a random collection on the surface, but once there are texts and pictures, you will never let go. Wuluo's treasure map is the most attractive one in the ancient times. Emperor. You like things from that era, and the Wuluo Treasure Map must be the ultimate goal."

Shen Painter's analysis is clear and logical.

Lao Jin applauded lightly, and asked maliciously: "Then you should also know why I came here?"

Shen Xiaozhi looked at him. "Wuluo's treasure map only belongs to Wuluo's descendants, not me, nor you."

Lao Jin thinks it's just an excuse for painter Shen to keep it private. "Wuluo's descendants have long been extinct, or else they would have come to look for the treasure map long ago. Painter Shen, you are a smart woman, and I don't want to hurt you, so obediently hand over the treasure map."

"What if I don't make love?"

"Then I can only wrong you to go with me. You will naturally want to hand it over to me someday." It's rare for Lao Jin to put his threat in such a tactful manner.

Shen Xiaozhi said: "I won't give you the treasure map, and I won't go with you." She rang the brass bell around her waist as she spoke.

The bell is specially processed, the sound is not loud, but it can be transmitted several kilometers away. It is a gift from idlers in the rivers and lakes. If something happens, if you ring the bell, someone will come to rescue you.

When Lao Jin held his sword and screamed, someone broke into the door.

Lao Jin extinguished the candlelight, clasped painter Shen's wrist, shouted: "Go!", and wanted to break out of the window.

The person who hit the door stabbed him with a sword.In desperation, Lao Jin had no choice but to use Master Shen as a shield. Sun Ling's sword peak made a mistake, and Lao Jin's sword had swung towards her...suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Is it her? !

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Chapter 62

Under the moonlight.

The sharp sword is about to smear Sun Ling's neck...

Shen Xiaozhi's phoenix eyes stared straight, her hands and feet were numb.Lao Jin pressed her shoulders and made her lean /right/, while Sun Ling grabbed her wrist and did not let go.Through the clothes, I can still feel the pulsation of her fingertips clearly engraved on my wrist...

She was between the two, with the long sword protruding from her back.

The sword is too fast and too hard.

The moment Sun Lingnen slipped his neck, Lao Jin withdrew his sword forcefully, his jaw was numb from the shock, he took two steps back, pushed Shen painter down with his backhand, and went through the window.

As if unable to bear the impact of this attack, the bright moon turned over and dived into the clouds, and the earth was plunged into darkness for an instant.

In front of the window, there are people hugging each other.

In the darkness, I heard a soft voice muttering, "Sun Ling?!"

Sun Ling responded, "Oh, I'm here."

Once the candlelight was extinguished, she could only tell the location by a ray of dim moonlight.Seeing Master Shen falling forward, Sun Ling quickly put her arms around her with sharp eyes.

The two are in possession of each other under the moon and in front of the window.

Painter Shen didn't seem to hear her answer, and murmured again: "Sun Ling?!" The voice was broken and disturbing, as if it came from nowhere.

Sun Ling distanced the two of them and supported her. "Are you scared? It's okay, with me here, I will definitely protect you. You don't have to worry...with me—"

The painter's waist was straight, his voice was slightly hoarse, and he scolded: "... Get out... get out!"

Sun Ling was startled, a little at a loss.Saved a life, but was rejected by others.There was no way to find a solution, so she had no choice but to exit the door and guard the door.A dim yellow candle was lit in the room, illuminating her solitary one.

Ali stepped forward and saw her standing on the railing, facing the street.

The lonely moon is only a shadow, very sad.

"Why didn't the young master come in?" Ali asked.

Although they knew that the two were quarreling, Madam sent the young master back to the capital, but the young master was unwilling, so the two of them flirted with each other and kept their mouths tightly shut.Ali thought it was a quarrel between the young couple, but he didn't take it to heart.

Sun Ling didn't answer but instead asked, "Senior, did you catch someone?"

Ali shook his head.

That person's qinggong is unfathomable, it is him.After chasing for several blocks, he lost track and had to return.

The two sighed quietly under the moonlight.