Your ghost-catching pose is perfect

Jiang Xunli laughed angrily.

Undress?

An hourly wage of 100 yuan?

Thank you so much for your generosity!

Jiang Xunli took a few deep breaths, he couldn't hold back his temper anymore.Then he threw the schoolbag on the ground, with a sarcastic smile on his face, he raised his hand and tore off the short-sleeved sweater on his body, revealing a body of smooth and slender muscles.

He has been practicing Taijiquan and Taijijian with his grandfather since he was a child, and he has practiced for more than ten years rain or shine. Although his muscles are not well-developed, they are also extremely elastic, with a faint explosive power, which looks like those of ancient Greece. Very prestigious sculpture of a man.

Jiang Peng's eyes were almost glued to his body.

Jiang Xunli wrapped his fists with his undershirt, raised his wrists, and thought about it carefully, he felt that he would not be able to punch Jiang Peng's handsome face.What's more, the other party is a rich and famous person. If he is beaten up and loses face, if he is careful to trip him up or something, he will be helpless in Yan City now, and it will be troublesome.

So he changed direction, punched Jiang Peng on the stomach, and clamped the other's shoulder with the other hand, pushing him directly to the edge of the Babu bed.

Jiang Peng arched his body in pain, and when he looked up at Jiang Xunli, his expression finally changed a bit.

He was very surprised: "You...?"

"Master, I'm very pretty, aren't I?"

Jiang Xunli's slap slapped Jiang Peng's cheek with a little force, but definitely not enough to leave a palm print.He squinted his eyes, and asked with a wicked smile: "I'll hug you like this for an hour, and only give you 100 yuan? You have a good idea! You have to have the strength to be able to hold me down." OK, isn't it?"

Jiang Peng frowned: "You..."

"You art lovers are so unrestrained, you dare to make such a request when we meet for the first time." Jiang Xunli didn't give Jiang Peng time to finish his sentence, and said to himself, "I really underestimated Yancheng. This international metropolis! Still dripping wax? Tsk tsk...it's pretty good at playing!"

"I……"

Jiang Xunli curled up his knees, pressed between Jiang Peng's legs, and said with a sneer, "I said, "Why do you have to play so exciting when you first come up? So you can't get hard? Do you want me to help you?" Is that okay?"

Jiang Peng's Bingshan face was flushed, he didn't know whether it was from embarrassment or anger, he waved his arms to push Jiang Xun away.

Jiang Xunli turned his wrist and took off Jiang Peng's strength, and continued to babble: "It's so boring to take off my clothes by myself, come on, I will serve you and take off my clothes too, let's meet honestly, this is fun Well, isn't it?"

As he spoke, he lifted up Jiang Peng's shirt and went to untie his belt.

Suddenly, a strong icy breath emanated from Jiang Peng's body.That breath was so powerful that it directly bounced Jiang Xunli's fingers away from Jiang Peng's body.

Jiang Xunli was stunned for a moment.

Jiang Peng finally seized the gap, stood up, snatched his belt back from Jiang Xunli's hand, and said indifferently: "You misunderstood, I just need a mannequin."

After he finished speaking, he pushed Jiang Xunli away and stood up, straightened his clothes, and suddenly remembered something, and said, "Sorry, I didn't make it clear."

Jiang Xunli also came back to his senses at this time.He looked at Jiang Peng with a tangled face, concentrated his spiritual power in his eyes, and his eyes wandered around Jiang Peng's body, and finally stopped at the opponent's eyebrows.

There is no black air, no evil spirit, it shouldn't look like it is possessed by ghosts.But where did that ghostly aura come from, that it is still protecting this person?

Seeing that Jiang Xunli was still kneeling on the ground, Jiang Peng said calmly, "If you don't want to, forget it."

Seeing someone turn around and was about to leave the room, Jiang Xunli's expression changed several times, and finally he put on a sorry smile and chased after Jiang Peng, holding Jiang Peng's wrist: "Oh! Look at my short temper... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you!"

Jiang Peng paused, his gaze fell on his grasped wrist.

The skin-to-skin contact felt a bit awkward, but it wasn't annoying, so Jiang Peng didn't shake it off.

Jiang Xunli actually has no other thoughts at the moment.He mobilized his spiritual power to circle around Jiang Peng's body, but he didn't catch the slightest bit of ghost energy, as if the ghost energy that bounced him away just now had only the power of that blow, and now it has completely disappeared.

But... what kind of way is this?

He has also seen ghosts that protect people instead of possessing them, such as relatives or lovers of the protected person.But those ghosts exist through obsession, and they will not just leave a ghost in the body of the protected person, but should follow the protected person every step of the way.

However, there is no ghost body in this small building, otherwise Jiang Xunli should have sensed it the first time he stepped here.

As the leader of the grandchildren of the Jiang family in Qi province, he still has some confidence.

Moreover, the ghostly aura just now had a bloody smell, and the ghost itself should have already harmed people, so Jiang Xunli couldn't ignore it.

As a celestial master, he can turn a blind eye to the ghosts guarding his relatives, but he can't tolerate this kind of evil ghosts.

Even if he has been kicked out of the Jiang family by his grandfather who is the head of the family.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xunli raised his head, and grinned at the indifferent Jiang Peng: "Say it earlier! I can be a model! I was really embarrassed just now, I thought... Hey, seeing your appearance It's not like that kind of person, I can't do things with my head... You model, do you want to take off all your clothes? Do I need to take a shower or something? Sweaty, don't make the bed dirty..."

Jiang Peng: ...

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Peng finally compromised in front of the rare perfect body in front of him.He took out a brand new towel from the chest of drawers and handed it to Jiang Xunli, saying, "The bathroom is on the opposite side."

"Hey! I understand!" Jiang Xunli took the towel with a smile, touched Jiang Peng's with his fingertips again, but still didn't notice the ghost, so he turned around and picked up the schoolbag he had thrown on the ground, and carried it to the bathroom.

Jiang Peng stroked his fingers, thoughtfully.

Jiang Xunli walked into the bathroom, locked the door, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

He quickly took out the notepad from his schoolbag, tore off a piece of paper, carefully tore out the shape of a butterfly, and then dug out the crow feather he had picked up on the mountain road before.

Jiang Xunli washed the crow's feathers clean, while meditating in his heart: In the dark, you have your own destiny!Without this feather, what he wanted to do now would not be so easy.

After washing the feather, he took out the nail clippers on the key chain, opened a hole for his fingertips, and cut a gap in the horny tube at the root of the feather.He squeezed his fingers hard, sucking the overflowing blood into the quill.

After sucking a sufficient amount of blood into the quill, Jiang Xunli concentrated his mind and drew a talisman on the ragged butterfly.

There is a time limit for the blood to coagulate, Jiang Xunli concentrated on pulling the lines, and tried his best to ensure that the talisman was drawn before the blood in the quill coagulated.Otherwise, the strokes will break, which will affect the stability of the symbol.If it is drawn on talisman paper, there is still room for remedy, but when drawing talismans on ordinary paper without the aid of cinnabar, it must be perfect.

Fortunately, Jiang Xunli had a solid foundation, without any mistakes, and soon became a talisman.He breathed a sigh of relief, cleaned the feather pipes just in case, then took a hasty shower, wrapped a towel around his waist, and returned to the open bedroom.

Jiang Peng had already set up the easel at this time, but instead of preparing paint, he put a few ocher charcoal pencils and a row of tools that Jiang Xunli didn't know at all on the small shelf under the easel.

"I just... go to bed?" Jiang Xunli asked.After asking, he scratched his head, always feeling that this sentence was strange no matter how he heard it.

Jiang Peng hummed briefly, and pointed in the direction of the bed with the end of his pen.

Jiang Xunli maintained a calm face, casually tore off the towel around his waist, stepped onto the footbed of the Babu bed, and sat on the edge of the bed.At the end he hesitated for a moment, he remembered that the men in those oil paintings did not seem to be sitting in such a casual posture, so he curled up one leg and stepped on the edge of the bed, put his arm on the knee of that leg, and gave Jiang Peng a profile .

During this period, Jiang Peng never took his eyes off him.Those eyes were extremely focused, with the meaning of dissecting, even making Jiang Xunli's skin feel the chill like a blade.

Jiang Xunli turned to look at Jiang Peng: "Is this okay?"

Jiang Peng nodded, holding the charcoal pencil and drawing an arc on the paper.

From this angle, Jiang Xunli couldn't see the painting on the other party's paper, and could only hear the screeching sound of the dry pen tip rubbing against the rough paper, and occasionally there would be some harsh sharp sounds when turning.

Jiang Xunli sat on the bed, lowered his eyes, divided his thoughts, and connected to the butterfly amulet in the bathroom.

He wants to see what's weird in this villa.

The paper butterfly flapped its wings and floated down from the sink, before planting on the ground without hesitation.Jiang Xunli concentrated, the butterfly stood up limply and tremblingly, flapped its wings twice, flew... didn't fly.

Jiang Xunli: ...

He regrets it very much now, when he was kicked out of the house by his grandfather, he should have taken the talisman paper and the pen filled with cinnabar with him!

Although with his spiritual power and skills, coupled with his blood, he can completely form a talisman on mortal paper, but the effectiveness will be greatly reduced, and it is reasonable that the butterfly cannot fly.

Jiang Xunli closed his eyes with some headaches, and mobilized his spiritual power to make the paper butterfly lie on the ground, moving forward in the posture of a caterpillar.

This way of traveling is much less efficient than flying, but there is no better way at the moment, he just hopes that Jiang Peng's drawing speed will be slower to give him time to investigate.

Jiang Xunli led Fu Tan to sneak into the guest room on the other side of the bathroom through the crack of the door, but found that the room was empty, without any trace of ghosts in it, so he had to exit and enter the room opposite the door.

In this south-facing room, there are sofas, TVs, desks, and computers. A whole wall of bookcases runs from floor to ceiling, and all kinds of books are densely placed on them. On the empty wall behind the sofa, there is a beautiful picture. I don't know if it's an ornament or real.

Here, it seems to be a small space that integrates the living room and the study.

Jiang Xunli complained in his heart: The artist's eccentricity completely reversed the layout of the bedroom and living room.

There was no trace of ghost energy in this small living room, Jiang Xunli controlled the butterfly, caterpillar, butterfly, crawled out from the crack in the door, and crawled towards the bottom of the stairs.

"Change your position."

Jiang Peng's voice suddenly sounded.

Jiang Xunli was so frightened that he couldn't control his spiritual power, the butterfly was instantly torn in half by him from the middle, and the blood talisman was completely destroyed.The dismembered butterfly fluttered from under the railing above the stairs to the floor of the first floor.

Jiang Xunli: ...

Depend on!You have to change your pose after only 15 minutes of painting?Are you painting or just having fun? !

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