Yesterday, when she helped pose for those disciples, she took the opportunity to look at the painting and quietly made small marks on the painting.

She used a special needle to pierce a small hole in the inconspicuous corner of the painting. The hole was very small and could not be touched without careful touching it.

She moved very fast and lightly, and the painter He didn't notice it at all.

Of course, not every painting has it, only a few specific ones.

Jun Feise quickly pulled the paintings around and found out the few pictures that should have been marked, but none of them were marked by themselves.

Obviously, this batch of paintings has been replaced, and the original paintings must have been taken away.

And the current paintings should be re-drawn to deal with their pre-selected disciples.

This is so fast! It’s comparable to taking photos!

Jun Feise always felt that the painter's painting methods were very strange, but he couldn't see anything at that time.

She walked around the studio again and suddenly found a cabinet in the corner of the wall with a restriction on it.

She felt a move in her heart, and without saying a word, she broke the ban and opened the cabinet.

As a result, I found that there was also a stack of paintings in the cabinet, which were still portraits of their pre-selected disciples!

The characters in this stack of portraits seemed to be taken!

The characters above are even a little prominent, as if the characters above will come out of the painting with a blink of an eye.

Moreover, this stack of painting paper is different from the ones outside. This stack of painting paper feels more delicate and warmer, as if it is human skin.

Jun Fei's hand suddenly froze. Isn't this really human skin?

She lowered her eyes and looked at the patterns on it. When her body became cold, the texture patterns on it were really like human skin!

She looked through one by one and found that all the pre-selected disciples in this stack of paintings were there, including Feng Xingyi, Mu Qingyuan, Mo Yingying, whom she didn't want to be painted...

Of course, there is her own.

What is the mystery of these paintings? Why do you draw so many of them?!

This stack of paintings is not the ones marked before, obviously, this is the third one.

There was a slight movement outside, and Jun Feise's heart thrilled. He grabbed a few paintings and stuffed them into his storage bag. He closed the cabinet and set the ban again.

Just after finishing all this, there were already footsteps outside the door, and there were still conversations between two people as the footsteps were heard.

"Have you painted it all?" It was the voice of the master.

"Of course." He painted the voice proudly.

Jun Feise's figures were together, and he climbed up the roof beam and fell silently in the shadows on the beam.

The studio is wide and the beams are very wide. Jun Feise is also petite, and he hides his figure well when he leans on it.

Fortunately, she has the habit of quickly returning to her original state no matter what she looks through, so there is no trace of anyone looking through it in the studio.

The door opened, and the master of the ruins and painter He walked in.

These two people had a heavy smell of alcohol on them, and they obviously had just drunk a lot of alcohol.

"Give me the things, I need to use them when I look back." said the master of Xu.

Painter He nodded, opened the cabinet next to him, took out the stack of human skin-like drawings, and handed them over: "Here, they are all here."

The master of the ruins breathed a sigh of relief and took it over and looked it up while praising: "You are very efficient."

After finishing the drawings quickly, the master of the ruins suddenly frowned: "No! There should be thirty-seven disciples in that group, why are there only thirty-four pictures here?"

"No? I remember drawing it all, let me see." Painter He took all the drawings and counted them, and sure enough, three were missing...
Chapter completed!