Strange World Survival Manual

When Li Si returned to his residence, he saw a very strange scene.

He saw Zhang Yuan painting in the room.

But if it were just Zhang Yuan who was painting, he would never find anything weird.

What he found strange was that Zhang Yuan was painting at this time, but his face was pale and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat. He didn't look like a painter at all.

Then Li Si's eyes moved downwards and stared at the rice paper Zhang Yuan was painting on.

When he saw the rice paper, his heart trembled. What kind of rice paper was this? It was clearly a piece of human skin!

What Zhang Yuan did at this time was to draw the appearance of a pretty woman on human skin.

At this time, Zhang Yuan also saw Li Si. His face was twisted and he tried his best to control his head to swing.

He was warning Li Si not to come over.

"Brother Zhang, are you painting?" Li Si seemed not to notice his warning and walked into the room with a smile.

Seeing him come in, Zhang Yuan's eyes showed a look of despair. He didn't expect that he was going to die, and he even hooked up with his recent friend.

"No... wrong..." Zhang Yuan opened his mouth slightly and made a jerky sound.

After making the sound, there was a look of fear in his eyes, because he had no intention of making a sound at all, and just now it was like someone else was making a sound through his own mouth.

Looking at the woman in question, Li Si couldn't help but exclaim in admiration: "This woman is lifelike and full of beauty. I didn't expect Brother Zhang's painting skills to have reached this level."

"Well..." Zhang Yuan lowered his head and made a soft hum. The look of despair in his eyes was even stronger at this time. He didn't expect that Li Si was usually very smart, but he didn't expect that he was as stupid as a pig now. He hasn't noticed anything wrong yet. .

"Brother Zhang, I see that you paint well, how about I compose a poem for your painting later?" Li Si looked at the painting on the table and rubbed his hands, looking extremely itchy.

After hearing his words, Zhang Yuan immediately stopped talking and just quietly painted the beauty in front of him.

At this time, the room fell into an eerie silence.

Just when Zhang Yuan thought Li Si should be aware of it, Li Si started grinding ink on the side.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yuan was so angry that he almost cursed his mother. He really wanted to slap Li Si on the face and tell him to get out!

Now it's okay for him to die alone. He would feel uncomfortable if he died with his friends.

Especially today, he was rescued by Li Si. In his heart, Li Si was no longer an ordinary fair-weather friend, but a sincere friend. He didn't want Li Si to die with him.

Seeing Zhang Yuan's appearance, Li Si was a little amused and moved. He didn't expect that Zhang Yuan would try not to involve himself in this situation.

Although he was a little moved in his heart, he didn't show it on his face. When grinding in his hand, his index finger straightened slightly, and a drop of scarlet liquid slid down the root of his index finger, dripped into the inkstone, and blended with the ink.

At this time, Zhang Yuan's painting was also completed. A beautiful young lady stood in the painting, lifelike and lifelike, as if she could fly out of the painting at any time.

"This girl has almond-shaped eyes and peach cheeks, and a beautiful face. She is truly a beauty in the world!" Li Si came closer and exclaimed in surprise.

Hearing his admiration, Zhang Yuan was a little helpless. Normally he would be happy, but now he just wanted the person who was admiring to get out of here.

"Brother Zhang, how about you let me compose a poem for this painting?" Li Si looked at Zhang Yuan with expectant eyes.

And just when Li Si looked away, the woman in the painting laughed, as if she was very happy to hear Li Si's praise.

"You...write..." Zhang Yuan slowly handed the brush to Li Si with a jerky tone.

"Thank you very much." Li Si took the brush with a faint smile on his lips.

After he finished speaking, he used the brush to absorb enough ink in the inkstone, and then wiped off the excess ink next to the inkstone.

After doing this, Li Si meditated for a moment, and then put down his pen.

As his pen came down, a look of horror appeared on the face of the woman in the painting.

"Hold...hand..." Zhang Yuan on the side roared and was about to grab Li Si.

When he rushed over, Li Si pressed his foot on Zhang Yuan's chest without raising his head, and then with a strong force, he pressed Zhang Yuan against the wall with his foot, making him unable to move.

At the same time, Li Si kept working hard and penned with energy, and a poem jumped out of the paper.

"Ah!!!" A miserable female cry came from the painting.

Then Li Si received the message.

"Kill the low-level ghost - the ghost in the painting, and gain 65 soul points."

"Would you like to query the memory of the ghost in the painting?"

"Twenty-eight beauties have a body as soft as a piece of cake, and a sword is placed on their waist to kill a foolish man. It is clear that the head is not falling, but secretly it makes your bones dry up." Li Si thought about his poem, laughed, and then slowly withdrew the sword that was pressing on Zhang Yuan's chest. foot.

"This is this?" Zhang Yuan looked at the half-demon and half-beautiful figure in the painting, his throat moved slightly, and a look of fear appeared on his face.

Seeing him like this, Li Si couldn't help but feel joking in his heart, and sighed: "Brother Zhang, you have been lingering in the land of fireworks all year round, and your inner demons have grown up, which is why you are what you are today."

Hearing his words, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but show fear, and grabbed Li Si's sleeve: "Brother Li, help me, help me, I don't want to die yet."

Seeing Zhang Yuan's appearance, Li Si felt a little funny. He also knew that his joke was a bit exaggerated, so he said, "Just go to those places with fireworks less from now on."

"Okay, I will never go there again." Zhang Yuan nodded repeatedly, feeling a little painful in his heart, but he also secretly made up his mind to never go to that place of fireworks again.

"Well, that's very good." Li Si nodded, with a serious expression on his face.

In fact, he was doing it for Zhang Yuan's good. If Zhang Yuan still liked hanging out in Fireworks Willow Alley as before, he might have to use this wealth talisman on him.

Then Li Si paused and looked at Zhang Yuan with a cautious look on his face: "This time I killed the demon for you, but you must not tell others, otherwise trouble will come."

"Okay." Zhang Yuan nodded. In fact, he knew in his heart that even if he told others about this matter, they would not believe it.

In this case, it is better to hide it in your heart.

"Can I keep this painting?" He asked Li Si hesitantly.

Hearing what he said, Li Si thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay."

This painting is just an ordinary painting now, and there is nothing wrong with it for collection.

"Thank you so much, Brother Li. I will mount this flower on my fan as a warning to myself." After hearing Li Si's words, Zhang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and then said seriously.