The cherry blossoms in Japan are really beautiful.

It would be much happier if you could draw a sword and ride immediately.

In the blink of an eye, a week passed.

Su Mingzhe and Wang Xiaoya also returned home happily.

Just after the two left, a major case occurred in Japan. All collections in more than 60 museums across the country were looted overnight.

"Hmph, to be honest, what did you do in my room at night when you were in Japan?"

As soon as she got off the plane, Wang Xiaoya became furious and scolded Su Mingzhe.

"When did I go to your room?"

Su Mingzhe was a little surprised why Wang Xiaoya asked himself this.

Although he did sneak into Wang Xiaoya's room every night while she was sleeping, he always quietly put down the rhino horn to protect her safety and left immediately.

I definitely haven't done anything bad.

"How dare you lie to me!"

Wang Xiaoya's face turned red, she took out a ball of hair from her pocket, and then said angrily:

"I tie my hair to the doorknob every night before going to bed, but the next morning I will find that the hair tied to the doorknob is broken. You said, you didn't enter my room, is it a ghost?

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Su Mingzhe was speechless for a moment, stunned and speechless.

By the way, if we sleep in an executive suite and you tie a hair on the doorknob, do you feel reassured or worried about me?

If you are worried, you should lock the door tightly.

It's not like that, the door will open as soon as you push it.

If you don't worry, what does it mean if you tie up your hair?

Moreover, judging from the meaning of Wang Xiaoya's words, she had known for a long time that he had entered her room, but she had never exposed herself.

Could it be...?

Seeing Su Mingzhe's surprised and happy expression, Wang Xiaoya felt ashamed and angry. She grabbed her backpack and threw it at him:

"You big hooligan! Don't let your imagination run wild!"

"I'm not imagining things!"

Su Mingzhe smiled and grabbed Wang Xiaoya's hands, and talked hard before explaining clearly what he had done.

Wang Xiaoya felt a little moved after hearing the man's explanation, but seemed a little unconvinced:

"You just put the rhinoceros horn next to me to protect me? You didn't do anything else?"

What can I do?

Su Mingzhe was really impressed by Wang Xiaoya's brain. No matter how he guessed, he couldn't guess what she was thinking.

However, the storm of suspicion finally subsided.

The two took a taxi back to Baliqiao Community.

Wang Xiaoya took the initiative to invite Su Mingzhe to follow him home.

Su Mingzhe followed him up, but Wang Xiaoya's house was empty.

Her parents are very busy at work and are rarely at home all year round.

"Let's drink herbal tea."

Wang Xiaoya didn't have that many drinks at home, so she just threw a bottle of Wong Lo Kat to the man.

Su Mingzhe took a sip of herbal tea, but within a few minutes, he was slapped and pushed out of the house by Wang Xiaoya:

"Big hooligan!"

"What does Wang Xiaoya mean? Didn't she invite me in? Could it be that I misunderstood Wang Xiaoya's meaning again?"

Su Mingzhe felt extremely wronged.

Isn’t it said on the Internet that when a woman invites a man back to her home, it means she is willing to take the next step?

Why did he get beaten when he got to Wang Xiaoya's place and just hugged her and kissed her twice?

Su Mingzhe sighed and couldn't figure out what Wang Xiaoya was thinking. He picked up his luggage and went home.

"Forget it, without Wang Xiaoya, I still have Concubine Yang!"

When Su Mingzhe returned home, he took out a scroll from the space and spread it out. On it were landscapes, pavilions, pavilions and ladies.

This painting is exactly "The Royal Concubine's Night Makeup" in "Soul Ferry".

The origin of this painting is also very special.

Legend has it that Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty doted on Concubine Yang and indulged in pleasure, which led to the control of state affairs by the treacherous minister Yang Guozhong.

Later, during the An-Shi Rebellion, Chang'an was captured.

Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty fled to Maweipo with Concubine Yang.

The generals believed that Concubine Yang was a vixen who made Emperor Tang Ming indulge in pleasure and forced Emperor Ming to kill Concubine Yang.

There was a Japanese alchemist who stole Concubine Yang's body after her death, ground it into powder with her flesh, blood and marrow, and fused it with Concubine Yang's soul, and then sealed Concubine Yang in this painting.

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""The Night Makeup of the Imperial Concubine", it is said that the fairy in the painting became an immortal. I don't know if I can resist the charm of Concubine Yang!"

Su Mingzhe carefully hid the rhinoceros horn close to his body while looking at the lady in the painting with his eyes.

A golden light flashed.

When he opened his eyes again, Su Mingzhe was already sitting on a bed.

The splendid pavilions and pavilions are decorated with red paint and gold powder, and there are veils everywhere to block the view.

Two palace maids came in, took out fire sticks, and lit incense.

Su Mingzhe stood up quickly, covered his mouth and nose, and held his breath. There must be something weird about this sandalwood.

Just when Su Mingzhe was thinking about whether to kick the incense burner away, a burst of bells behind him were blown by the wind. The clear ringing of the bells attracted Su Mingzhe's attention.

I saw a dressing table behind the bed, and at this moment, a beautiful woman in golden palace clothes walked out slowly and opened her mouth lightly: "Sanlang, you have finally returned to me."

When Su Mingzhe saw this beauty, he was first amazed by her appearance, and then subconsciously summoned the rhinoceros horn and held it in his hand.

But the beauty didn't seem to know the power of rhino horns. She walked quickly to Su Mingzhe's side, snuggled up directly and said affectionately:

"Sanlang, my concubine is Siluo, only Sanlang can be entrusted to me."

Silo is a creeping plant that likes to twine around pine trees.

This beauty said that she would be entrusted with her 'Sanlang' for the rest of her life.

"It's a pity that I'm not Saburo!"

Su Mingzhe waved his hand and stabbed the beauty's neck with the sharp rhinoceros horn.

"Who are you?"

The beauty didn't expect that Su Mingzhe could resist her charm and cruelly attack her, and she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

"Me? My surname is Su, and my name is Su Mingzhe. Now that the painting is in my hands, I want to make a deal with you."

Su Mingzhe felt a little regretful that he failed to hit the target with one hit, but this result was also expected.

This painting has been preserved for more than a thousand years without damage. This Yang Guifei must have more than one charm.

The beauty, or Concubine Yang, looked wary, quietly opened a safe distance, and then asked:

"What deal do you want to make with me?"

The spirit of Concubine Yang was hidden in the painting by the alchemist and brought to Japan.

While in Japan, this painting was acquired by six generals.

Without exception, these generals were all deceived by Concubine Yang, their essence was sucked away, and they turned into ghosts under pomegranate skirts.

Of course, in addition to the six generals who acted as ghosts under pomegranate skirts, more than fifty people have successively obtained this painting.

It's just that these people are afraid of the magic power of "The Royal Concubine's Night Makeup" and dare not open it to look at it, so they can only hide it.

Anyway, this was the first time that Yang Guifei saw someone coming in to see her, not for the sake of beauty, but to make a deal with herself.

"I want to learn the cultivation methods of immortal cultivators during the Tang Dynasty!"

Su Mingzhe slowly stated his request.

He has been in this world for ten days, and has used various networks to inquire about supernatural events, immortal cultivators, cave heavens, and other news.

But found nothing.

It's as if all supernatural events have been sealed away.
To be continued...