Chapter 313: Coming to Luoye Town again

There was a sorrowful scream from the houses, and after everyone heard the screams, there was a chill in the spine that did not come.
They could all hear it, and it was the civilians who screamed. They had been chatting with the civilians for a while, and naturally they knew their voices.
However, the master had already ordered that no matter what happened, they were not allowed to enter, and they had to wait outside the residence with fear.
The screams of the civilians sounded really creepy, and coupled with the chills emanating from the houses, their legs were no longer obliged, even if they wanted to move, it was a little difficult. What's more, I want to enter the house to check the situation!
They didn't wait long, the mysterious man in the black robe opened the door and walked out of the house. It only took a few minutes in total, but to these people outside the houses, it seemed that a century had passed.
"Big...Master, how...how? Are you finished?" Old Jiang asked in a trembling voice. He was barely able to speak in this, after all, he was a warrior, and other painters had already felt like sifting through chaff. If they hadn't known that the master was their own, they would have peeed their pants long ago. Even so, some of them are almost unable to suppress the urination.
"That's it." The mysterious man in the black robe stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his chapped lips.
"Those... civilians... how to deal with them?" Old Jiang pointed at the dwellings carefully, for fear of annoying the terrifying master.
"I've finished processing, and you will set the fire to burn the house together in a while!" The mysterious man in the black robe said casually, and it seemed that he was in a good mood.
"Burn... burned? What about the portrait of that woman?" Old Jiang stared at the mysterious man in black robe.
He had already prepared for the worst in his heart. Hearing the screams of the civilians, he knew that they were bad luck. But when he heard the words of the mysterious man in black robe, he couldn't help but exclaimed. If these people really die, even if their mission is completely failed, even if the death penalty is unavoidable, the living sin will be inevitable.
"Since I said it's okay, there won't be a problem. You come in with me." The mysterious black robe said with disdain for Lao Fan who was still trembling by name.
Lao Fan was about to step forward, but was pulled by Jiang. Old Fan looked at Old Jiang suspiciously, and Old Jiang shook his head at him.
"Master, this is my friend. He is not feeling well today. Could you please change someone!" Old Jiang said pleadingly. Although Lao Fan didn't understand what Lao Jiang meant, he believed that based on his relationship with Lao Jiang, Lao Jiang would not harm himself.
The mysterious man in black robe glanced at the old ginger, grinned and revealed white teeth, "You are a bit interesting. Then you bring good tools and come in with me!" The mysterious man in black robe pointed at another painter and turned back after speaking. Arrived in the wooden house.
The painter looked at the back of the mysterious man in the black robe with complicated eyes. He still had some lingering fears about the screams made in the house just now, but if the portrait was painted by himself, the reward from the young master would be indispensable. Finally, the desire for rewards overcomes the fear, and the painter ran into the houses in small steps.
Seeing the mysterious man in black robe enter the room, the remaining painters breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to the side of the road to start releasing water.
"Old ginger, why didn't you let me go? I drew much better than that person. If I draw the portrait, the reward will be indispensable, and I will not treat you badly!" Lao Fan complained and looked at it. His reward just flew away, he was a little unwilling.
"Lao Fan, this reward I'm afraid you will have your life to earn a lifeless flower." Lao Jiang looked at the others and found that they were not paying too much attention to this side, so he said softly in Lao Fan's ear.
"You mean..." Lao Fan looked at Lao Jiang in disbelief. He was about to speak, but was covered by Lao Jiang.
Old Jiang shook his head at him, and Lao Fan nodded, indicating that he understands, then Old Jiang moved his hand away. Both Lao Jiang and Lao Fan stared at the house without blinking, swallowing unconsciously.
This time, there were no screams, or even a single sound. Just when Jiang suspected that he was wrong in his guess, the room in the folk house opened, and the mysterious man in black robe walked out of the house.
Old Jiang hurriedly greeted him and asked with a smile, "Master, how is it?"
The black robe mysterious man glanced at Old Jiang meaningfully and handed him the painting in his hand.
"That painter..." Old Jiang asked softly.
"Burn it!" The black robe mysterious man turned and left, walking in the direction of Bai Zeming.
Seeing the mysterious person in the black robe left, Old Jiang hesitated for a while, opened the painting in his hand and glanced at it, his eyes lit up, and a beautiful woman with a beautiful smile and a look of life jumped on the paper.
Lao Jiang handed the painting to Lao Fan. Lao Fan glanced at the person in the painting and couldn't help being shocked. Old Jiang asked him to take the painting and hand it to the Young Sovereign. The credit was not small. He pushed the door of the residence and walked in.
On the ground in the dwellings, the civilians who were just now were standing upside down. Without exception, all of them were pale with horrified expressions. Obviously, these people encountered terrible things before they died, even some people's congresses. With his eyes open, Qiqiao bleeds to death.
The previous painter held a paintbrush in his hand and sat motionless by the table. The paintbrush he held was already dipped in ink, and the ink was still dripping down. Old Jiang cautiously went up to check his breath, and found that he had already lost his breath, and his body was already cold.
As a member of the Poison Sect, Lao Jiang was naturally a murderer. The terrifying expressions of these people and the strange movements of the painter made him feel a sense of uneasy fear, and he hurried out of the residence and set it alight. Looking at the raging fires of the houses, Jiang still felt cold in his heart.
"Young Sect Master, with the help of this master, we successfully painted the portrait of Bai Anu daughter." Lao Fan respectfully handed the painting to Bai Zeming.
Bai Zeming was taken aback when he unfolded the drawing paper. The woman on the drawing paper not only had a dusty temperament, but also had a beautiful appearance. He couldn't help but feel a little stunned, even the mysterious person in the black robe had left him without notice.
"Huh, where's the master?" When Bai Zeming recovered, he looked around and asked in confusion.
"The master has already returned to the sect. He was so fascinated by the painting that you saw just now, so he said hello to us and left." Lao Fan said respectfully.
"Oh, go... gone? The woman in this painting is..." Bai Zeming is now anxious for the mysterious man in black robe to leave soon!
"The woman in this painting is Bai Nianxue's daughter, Bai Nianxue." Lao Fan hurriedly replied.
"Oh? Are you serious?" Bai Zeming asked in disbelief.
"It's true, this is what the master just investigated."
"Unexpectedly, the old man Bai Anger would have such a beautiful daughter. It's really a violent thing." Bai Zeming said angrily. This Bai Nianxue is so beautiful, how could he be able to do it, at least he can't do it until he has enough.
"You painters, quickly draw more of this portrait, distribute it, and tell our people that if you see this woman, you are not allowed to hurt me at all. You have to stare at me, and you must notify me as soon as possible." Bai Zeming breathed a little. Hurry, his face flushed a little...
"Brother Zhenbang, where are we going?" Long Miaomiao asked curiously.
Li Zhenbang and his party did not choose to ride a tall horse or a carriage, but chose to walk. One is that there is plenty of time, and the other is that now is the time when a hundred flowers bloom, everyone can relax.
"Let's go to Luoye Town first." Li Zhenbang smiled relaxedly.
There are several ways to go from Dragon City back to Caro City. Li Zhenbang chose to go to Luoye Town because he has some things to do.
"Go to Luoye Town? Do you want to buy larch furniture?" Long Miaomiao looked at Li Zhenbang suspiciously. Although the quality of larch furniture is good, it is mostly used by ordinary families, and nobles generally rarely use it, unless it is a declining noble.
"Who said that nobles can't use larch furniture?" The corner of Li Zhenbang's mouth raised, and a businessman's smile appeared.
Long Miaomiao shivered, Li Zhenbang's smile made her feel weird. Li Zhenbang's smile still looks very sunny, but he always feels something is wrong. She has always been puzzled that Li Zhenbang is already very rich, but she still seems to be interested in making money in her spare time.
Wuming and Yuchen didn't interrupt, they two always regarded Li Zhenbang as their masters. Although Li Zhenbang never regarded them as people and always regarded them as friends, they still persisted consciously. The difference is Wuming regards himself as a bodyguard, while Yuchen regards himself as a servant...
"Miaomiao, what do you think of this grandmaster chair?" Li Zhenbang raised a larch chair and looked at Long Miaomiao.
"The master chair looks good, the workmanship is exquisite, and the smell is refreshing, I think it's not bad." Long Miaomiao looked at it carefully and said sincerely.
"This fairy-like girl, you know the goods at first sight! The larch produced in Luoye Town is different from the pine trees in other places. Not only does our larch have no oily smell, but it exudes a refreshing taste. And this chair is made by a master..." The vendor introduced it in endlessly.
Long Miaomiao flushed when he heard the vendor's praise, and took a peek at Li Zhenbang, and found that he was holding his shoulders while watching him secretly laughing. Long Miaomiao fiercely rolled his eyes, pouting his mouth and turned around to leave.
"Girl, if you like it, let's discuss it." The vendor hurriedly called Long Miaomiao.