Yin Yang Lantern Man

Chapter 243 Painting

The entire Prince Chun's Mansion became quiet and a little more depressing.

The old butler's eyes froze slightly and he stared at the ground. Chen Ning'an could either choose to agree to this condition or kill him.

This will affect the layout. He is just a small lantern bearer from a remote area. He wants to do whatever he wants relying on his luck. He is really a newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger!

There are only a few people in the entire New Qin who can be conferred the title of king. Do you really think that the position of prince is given by the emperor?
The two sides were confronting each other, and Chen Ning'an's gaze moved from them to finally fall on Wang Youcai.

"Let him die."

These three light words came out of Chen Ning'an's mouth. Others might not be surprised, but the old butler knew the relationship between the two.

When Wang Youcai came, these things had been investigated clearly.

One point is very important. At the beginning, Chen Ning'an was seriously ill, and Wang Youcai even sold his house to raise money for him.

Who in the world can have such a friendship? That means Wang Youcai will have to pay back the loan for at least several decades.

but……

The two men whose friendship was so strong were now turning against each other, and Chen Ning'an even demanded the death of his former brother.

"You don't regret it?"

The housekeeper looked at Chen Ning'an deeply and asked, "Are you sure you want him to die?"

"Stay alive and continue to be your puppet?"

Chen Ningan sneered: "Rather than doing this, it is better to let Him be free. What's the point of living like this, neither human nor ghost?"

"Chen Ning'an, why should you make decisions for my life!"

Wang Youcai shouted at him, then knelt down in front of the butler and said, "Butler Chunban, let me take action. I will definitely kill him!"

"Shut up!"

Butler Chunban didn't even look at Him. "You are just a frog in a well. You think you are so great for just seeing the scenery from a high place? Do you think the real nightmare is someone like you?"

He moved his lips a few times: "You can commit suicide. I agree to Chen Ning'an's request."

"what!"

Wang Youcai's voice cracked a little, and he laughed in anger: "You actually want me to commit suicide for a small character like him?"

What a joke! He had gone through so much hardship and adventure along the way, escaped death so many times, and worked hard for Prince Chun's Palace, all for the highest scenery, for that one possibility!

But now, Chen Ningan wants him to die, and Prince Chun’s Mansion actually agreed?

Chen Ning'an's gaze fell on Him and also on that "family member". The other person's expression was very similar to Wang Youcai's.

In fact... Wangcai is no longer Wangcai. The little fat boy in his memory has long been dead.

Dead... But that doesn't stop him from killing Wangcai's current body! Hehe...

"Wang Youcai, what are you waiting for?"

Butler Chunban said to him, "If you don't commit suicide, don't blame me, Prince Chun's Mansion, for taking action."

When he said this, the looks around him became fierce, which made Wang Youcai even angrier.

"You want me to die! Are you worthy?"

"Family" and He shouted loudly, and the power of nightmare spread rapidly!
Everyone's eyes began to become hazy, and the word "family" turned into a nightmare, shrouding Prince Chun's Mansion.

Chen Ningan glanced at the butler, who was as cold as a snake. He was not going to make a move yet? Why, he was reluctant to give up the nightmare he had just won over?
For Prince Chun's Mansion, although this level of goods is rare, they can afford to lose it, right?
Seeing that the noise here was about to spread, Chen Ning'an was ready to take action, and a talisman fell silently into his hand.

The next second, all nightmare forces were stilled...

Afterwards, Chen Ningan saw that all the noise had disappeared and something was moving.

But it was not anyone present. His spiritual sense subconsciously opened and he saw something rich in azure blue, with a very faint hint of purple.

It was almost the same as the nail in his hand, and it was this thing that made Wang Youcai fall into the trap in an instant!

The woman and him were like being struck by electricity, and they instantly became stiff and unable to resist.

"flutter!"

On the ground, Chen Ning'an saw Wang Youcai and the women in his family lying peacefully with their eyes closed, and the nightmare power on their bodies disappeared without a trace.

But this was not what shocked him. What was more shocking was that there was a suitcase lying quietly on the ground next to him.

New...stream!

The suitcase contains the nightmare power of the family, while the peaceful people on the ground have lost all their momentum.

His soul began to stir and the range of his awareness expanded, quickly locking onto the depths of Prince Chun's mansion.

There, Prince Chun was playing chess with a young man, and next to the young man, a painting had been completed.

The painting depicted their current scene exactly, without any error. His spiritual consciousness fell on the painting, and the person in the painting stretched out one eye to look over.

Is it a sign, or is what is painted the result?
Chen Ning'an's heart moved and he thought of Liao Yun. The two had similar abilities, but unfortunately their strengths were very different.

"what happened?"

Seeing that the other party was not making a move, Prince Chun could not help but ask, "Professor Feng, have you discovered anything?"

After saying this, he followed Professor Feng's gaze and looked at the painting on the side.

It happened to be the fight on Chen Ningan’s side.

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you." Prince Chun showed respect to the young man and did not show the arrogance he showed to Chen Ning'an.

"nothing."

Professor Feng just smiled, then picked up the chess piece and continued playing.

"Prince Chun invited me to play chess today, but I can't spoil your fun."

"You're welcome, Professor Feng. It's an honor for my declining Prince Chun Mansion to have you here."

The two people were being polite, but there was something fishy going on in the painting. The painting was still changing, and if one looked closely one could see that there was someone in it.

He stands in the center of the painting, picking up the suitcase that Wang Youcai dropped after his death.

Chen Ningan looked at it with his spiritual sense and saw that the thing with a faint purple color was exactly the painting.

The man in the painting is taking the suitcase, but when he looks at the ground with his normal eyes, he sees nothing.

The same is true in the realm of lights.

Nightmare's abilities are mysterious and unpredictable, but there is no way he will let him succeed.

A piece of lead flower tore from his brow and suddenly stabbed towards the position of the person holding the suitcase in the painting.

With a slight "puff" sound, the lead flower came back, but it didn't feel like it hit anything.

The suitcase disappeared at that moment.

In the painting that he observed with his spiritual sense, the man had already taken the suitcase and was silent and motionless.

What a novel and difficult method. Chen Ningan used his spiritual sense to explore everything and realized that the reason was ultimately the painting.

"Aren't you leaving yet?"

Chun Ban saw that Wang Youcai was dead, but Chen Ningan still refused to leave, and was worried that he would make more demands.

The personalities of these irrational creatures are really unpredictable and we have to be on guard against them.

"I'm leaving? Do you guys in Prince Chun's Mansion think I'm a fool?"

Chen Ning'an pulled his arm violently, and this time he really pulled out other things along the Death Lamp Realm, without any hesitation!

"wrong!"

Professor Feng stood up immediately. He stopped making moves and turned to look at the painting!
All I saw was a blur around Chen Ningan in the painting, and the paper in that area was also torn.

There is something, something beyond the level of painting approaching!
Outside Xianyang, and also outside the imperial capital, many people have seen through the present world.

"That thing came out?"

Someone exclaimed: "Who is so bold? This is going to cause a big disaster!"

They all looked towards the landing point, hoping to see where the thing would eventually land, but the water in the imperial capital was too deep.

The imperial capital's light realms were countless, compressed, stacked, and anchored in various ways, making them difficult to see through. After the light realm crashed into the imperial capital, it could be said that it disappeared in an instant.

But it was completely different for the people in Prince Chun’s Mansion.

The bright yellow sky arrived in an instant, and the dark sunset fell, but never fell. It was a world dotted with black candlelight.

This world is filled with a sound.

"At one time, the Buddha attained enlightenment in the Ararat Dharma Bodhi Field in the country of Magadha. The ground there was solid and made of diamond. There were wonderful jeweled wheels, numerous jeweled flowers, and pure mani flowers...

The sound is so faint and wonderful, sometimes clear, sometimes fuzzy, making people who hear it subconsciously put down what they are doing, feeling at ease and empty.

The sound of the wooden fish in the Dead Lamp Realm rang out, very rhythmic!

“You really did that!”

Chun was furious. The problem was serious!
The sound of the wooden fish was pervasive. Chen Ningan had originally intended to use this thing against Ying Wuyi when they were in Mu City.

But that woman was indeed no ordinary woman, worthy of being the Princess Wu of the New Qin. She was very precise in both rights and strategies, which made Chen Ning'an give up his plan.

Now, Prince Chun’s Mansion is enjoying it.

The pitch-black candle flame began to burn everywhere. The painting in front of Professor Feng was also burning, with holes as dense as strawberry seeds burned out by the black candle flame.

"Prince Chun, your Prince Chun's Mansion has been quiet for decades. Today is probably the busiest time, right?"

Professor Feng joked, "I can help you suppress this matter."

"Is there anything you need?"

Prince Chun replied respectfully that this young man was truly extraordinary.

“There is not enough research funding.”

Professor Feng smiled shyly, and without caring whether Prince Chun agreed or not, he started to take out paint from the suitcase next to him.

The paint was almost used up, and at this moment he was dipping a brush into the paint, repairing the sesame seeds burned by the black candle flame bit by bit.

If you look closely at the painting, you will see that he has put headphones on each person in the painting to prevent the sound from entering their ears.

The sound of wooden fish continued to ring out, and Prince Chun's Mansion was suddenly in chaos, with many facilities collapsing directly.

The giant tree of red sandalwood was also burned with dark holes, and the loss alone reached more than fifteen figures.

Many things are non-renewable resources that can only be found by chance, and the entire Prince Chun's Mansion suddenly became riddled with holes.

"Chen Ning'an, you deserve to die!"

Butler Chunban roared, but he couldn't find the bastard.

Chen Ning'an has already left Prince Chun's Mansion. Behind him, Wang Youcai and Chun Yufeng are walking with him as if they are still alive, with a piece of yellow paper stuck between their foreheads.

Chen Ning'an didn't know how to drive corpses, an ancient art. He used his spiritual sense to comfort the two corpses and headed out of the imperial capital.

Prince Chun’s Mansion was unfathomable, and that lavender thing seemed to be far more powerful than nightmares.

He couldn't understand it, so he retreated temporarily, but the account had to be settled.

He said that Prince Chun's Mansion would be the first to be destroyed in the imperial capital.

Chen Ning'an now wants to find a small place with good feng shui, with mountains and water, to bury the two of them.

"Ugh……"

With a long sigh, the world is like a prison, Chen Ningan found a small hill in the space.

The cliff descends from high to low, with Wenbi Peak on both sides in the distance. Half of the cliff falls towards the south, showing its vitality.

There is a pool of water behind him, and there is another pool of water at the foot of the mountain. The seal is heavy and indestructible.

Chen Ningan used his hands to dig up the soil on the hillside bit by bit, muttering to himself:

"There will be a reprint later to show vitality, and the country will be safe in the next life, and parents and ancestors will rely on them."

"Water flows far and wide, and wealth will never run out, so you will never have to worry about food and clothing."

"The Azure Dragon is high and the White Tiger is low, in the next life, nobles will be by your side, small power and great wealth are unspoken, a good mother and a virtuous wife will lead a good life."

"Look at the Mingtang again, it is far and bright, and wealth is right in front of you. When you go out, everything will go smoothly and your achievements will be great."

He spoke these words over and over again, and recited the Sutra of Rebirth. Before they knew it, the two had been buried by him.

Chen Ning'an stood in front of the grave and stayed for a long time.

He didn't say a word and couldn't say anything, his heart felt even more choked up.

"Ugh……

With a long sigh, he flew into the air and fell from the cliff.

Two breaths later, the black shadow disappeared into the clouds!

There is a difference between immortals and mortals. Chen Ning'an began to gradually appreciate the charm of it. Now he is already considered an immortal.

But it is still a very long way from being a true immortal!

Chen Ning’an’s next destination was Princess Wu’s mansion.

The mansion, personally granted by the current emperor, is located in the second ring of Xianyang Capital, close to the imperial court.

Ying Wuyi stood at the door of the mansion, with A Da and A Er standing on both sides behind him.

They had been waiting for quite a while.

"coming."

Ying Wuyi looked at the sky in the distance, and a black dot appeared in the yard suddenly the next second.

The strong wind just started and was quickly dissipated, without even blowing up Ying Wuyi's hair.

"You're finally here."

Ying Wuyi took a step forward to observe him, and exclaimed: "You are really amazing. That thing directly caused chaos in Prince Chun's mansion and the losses were unimaginable."

She sighed, "Prince Chun called just now and said he wanted to sanction you. I had to persuade him to stop after much persuasion."

"Thanks."

Chen Ning'an looked at the dew on their bodies. The weather had been humid recently, so it was obvious that they had not walked out at such a good time.

"You guys are waiting for me? Did you guess I was coming?"

"Princess, don't guess. We have satellite positioning."

Ah Da said, "You just left Prince Chun's Mansion. We already locked onto your location before you came here."

Oh, it’s technology.

Chen Ning'an shook his head: "Let's not talk about this. When will the Eighth Prince's banquet start? I can't wait any longer."

He was playing with the nail in his hand. This method was fatal to him. The lavender thing under the Qi-reading technique directly forced him to use his trump card.

He said he was leaving Prince Chun's Mansion temporarily, but in reality, he was in a very miserable state.

If a real confrontation breaks out, he won't die, but he will definitely not gain any advantage. After all, Prince Chun's Mansion is an old and powerful force with who knows how many years of history.

"Myna's party is the day after tomorrow. You're here early. I'll take you to make some suitable clothes."

Ying Wuyi took his hand without any hesitation.

Chen Ning'an turned his head slightly and saw the light flashing in her eyes.

"leave me alone."

His tone was no longer harsh, but a little lower.

"Unless you want to die."

"Hey, this tone is different from before."

Ying Wuyi laughed: "Don't worry, I'm just here to take care of you."

I wish you all a fruitful Labor Day

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