Ning Changan naturally took out the pen he got from the canal outside the capital city with the "no taboo" policy.

He picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and walked towards the scroll. The pen's hair was still and motionless, as if it had been broken since it was picked up.

"What's wrong, I feel like I'm overqualified, there are no taboos, the gods are avoiding me..." Ning Changan glared.

The pen is quiet!

With just a few strokes, there is an additional person on the tall horse, and the whole picture is harmonized.

"There are a lot of fewer scrolls in the four murals. Since Hongshan, I have been focusing on killing demons and practicing, which has wasted my money!" Ning Changan sighed with emotion.

In the past month since Hongshan, Ning Changan has been busy. When he had little free time, he had to think about the Red Moon Market and was unable to concentrate on anything else.

It affects the earning of money, but fortunately, everything needed at the Red Moon Market is ready.

Don't delay business!

The Red Moon Market opens on the 17th, that is, today. Nowadays, Chentang County is full of masters and masters, openly and secretly, but I am a nobody. At least for now, I am not the focus of everyone's attention.

West gate of the county seat;

At the moment when Ning Changan took a pen to add the man on horseback to the calligraphy scroll scroll, the talismans outside the city gate started flying around like headless flies, and then burned into ashes with a bang.

The young man holding the folding fan looked gloomy.

"The talisman has failed, how is that possible?"

He cast the talisman again, hanging motionless, pretending to be dead!

"Ji Huaiying is in Chentang County, but why did the talisman fail?" Mr. Folding Fan shook his paper fan with a solemn expression.

A hundred miles away from Chentang County, Caishikou is on the western outskirts of Beijing.

The donkey moved forward slowly, and the girl riding the donkey, Chen Yuhuo, was talking to herself.

"A major case has occurred in Chentang County. King Dingnan was assassinated. His life and death are unknown. The Yamen must be under great pressure. Do you think we should go back?"

The donkey nodded!

The girl was confused again, "But Ning Chang'an didn't ask for help. It would be shameful to go back like this, not to mention having to rely on accommodation."

The donkey nodded.

The morning breeze was blowing softly, and the purple shirt was fluttering. The girl patted the donkey's head: "Do you want to go back or not?"

The donkey shook its head.

"You don't agree to go back either!" The girl pouted, unhappy.

News of the assassination of King Dingnan in Chentang County had long spread in the capital. Chen Yuhuo, who was staying in the capital, also saw a large ship carrying officials from the capital sailing south from the pier.

He had nothing to do with him, and he didn't seem to have anything to do with the demon, but Chen Yuhuo was worried about Ning Changan.

We have a deep friendship with Ning Changan, it’s hard to talk about it, we have only known each other for a long time!

They go their separate ways, keeping one distance from the other, but whenever I see Ning Changan's paintings for me, I can think of the young detective's deep eyes and charming face, as well as his exquisite words that always make people laugh and think deeply.

Also, the poached egg glutinous rice balls made by the little catcher are really delicious.

People are hesitant between going to Chentang County or not.

The donkey shook his head, but the girl was silent.

Looking at the album hanging in the bamboo basket on the donkey, Chen Yuhuo smiled brightly.

Patting the donkey: "You won't go if you say you won't go. Why should I listen to you? I've already listened to you, so I don't have face."

Changing direction, Chen Yuhuo rode his donkey straight to the dock.

"Ning Chang'an said that sometimes people take a step back and the sky is brighter. This is true now. When the donkey looks back, I just feel relieved."

Banri Publishing House in Chentang County;

Ning Changan took the fairy to complete the "Hunting Picture", took a step back and looked at it, and found that it was indeed perfect.

Although there were flaws before, the painting was the work of a famous artist, and his own strokes were the finishing touches. Perhaps because of the extraordinary quality of his brushes, Ning Changan felt that the whole painting had an extra spirit because of his freehand strokes.

If you describe it appropriately, the whole room will be filled with brilliance!

Turning around, Ning Changan went out.

The step forward was abruptly stopped!

There are always many things that will push the limits of imagination. From encountering Yan Xingyun's Blood River Cart to Grandpa Turtle Spirit in Luojiang River, Ning Changan felt that his knowledge had been pushed to the limit.

But at this moment, the Chentang County police officer felt that his knowledge had no limits!

I am in a vast land with undulating mountains and dense forests all around.

Ning Changan's mouth was dry and his tongue was dry.

What was shocking was not the environment he was in. Ning Changan could still clearly see the entire scene in the studio.

The inside and outside are connected. There are books on display in the outer room, and the inner room is the studio that I was in just a moment ago. Sunlight penetrates through the window, casting large swaths of light and shadow on the ground.

The bookstore clerk who had been seen squatting on one side of the street eating tofu bread came in. He first sorted out the books in the outside room a little, and then entered the studio, looking straight at the painting of beauties hanging on the west side.

Picture of a lady admiring flowers.

The picture material comes from Ning Changan's rich reserve of knowledge, which is actually the picture of the noble concubine Peony of Blue Star.

The waiter's eyes were intense and unblinking, and then Ning Changan was surprised to see the waiter walk under the picture of ladies admiring flowers and caressing the beauties on the picture with his fingers.

Ning Changan had the urge to jump and scold his mother.

This visual change and the surrounding environment made Ning Changan's body tremble slightly.

I have become the person in the painting! I am in the "Hunting Picture" on the wall.

The body moves normally, the mind is quick, the Qi is raised, the Shangyujing Qi is abundant and exists in the meridians of the whole body, and the "no taboos" of the Qi points are still as easy as the arm.

Ning Changan felt a little relieved!

Looking away from the waiter, Ning Changan looked around.

After all, I still felt something was wrong!

First of all, the sun cannot be seen.

The environment we are in is just like the picture we first saw, it’s so vast!

The vegetation is motionless and there is no wind!

What this static feeling presents is a lifeless and strange feeling.

I tried to take a step toward the painting studio where I was looking, but I was still in the vast land beneath my feet, and I couldn't go back!

Ning Changan took the pen.

"Daxian, stop playing!"

The writing is so deadly that it also blows my hair!

"Is it not related to the pen?" Ning Changan was confused, but why did he appear in the painting in such a strange way.

Ning Changan thought of another question keenly.

I can travel freely into the Red Moon Market. I thought at first that it was because of the lightning strike that I had the strange ability to enter and exit special planes.

The Red Moon Market is like this, and the same is true in front of you.

But the problem is that the Red Moon Market can come and go freely on its own, and in the painting you can only enter but not exit.

His mind was running at a high speed, and he was walking back and forth on the same spot. Ning Changan set his breakthrough point on the "Hunting Picture" he first saw.

There was a cavalry in the picture, but now it is completely missing!

Where have the cavalry gone?

In a mysterious situation, Ning Changan completely calmed down.

After careful analysis, the Chentang County police officer became more and more aware of some unusual words and ink in "Hunting Pictures".

Like a horse with a saddle but no one, like a hut between mountains.

There is a scene in the painting but no one on the saddle. Does that mean anything?

Relying on the coordinate reference of the undulating mountains in front of him, Ning Changan unsheathed his Jingzhe sword and walked along the side of the mountain forest.

Chentang County Yamen;

Lu Qian, who was waiting at the Yamen gate with his buns, didn't see Ning Changan at midnight.

"That's not right. Chang'an is a punctual person. Did he and Da Qingyi from the Mirror Division get drunk the night before?"

"Impossible, Chang'an is a person who knows how to measure things!"

"Would you like to go to the courtyard and have a look?"

At midnight, Li Dianli asked Ning Changan, and Lu Qian replied that he had been with the Qingyi Xiuwei of Tiangu Tower last night.

Li Dianli didn't ask any more questions. The county magistrate had already told him that Ning Chang'an didn't need to do daily counting. He was just guessing whether Ning Chang'an had discovered any clues.
Chapter completed!