Soul Painter

That witch is a servant.

Gao Fan realized it when he saw the polluted water she held out.

This polluted water looks different from the polluted powder of Qinfan, but its purpose should be the same, which is to turn human beings into a race of demons.

But to whom does it belong?

Is it the prime minister?

What is the prime minister trying to do by turning people into human skin drums?

Do you love music?

Moreover, why are these Japanese people not only not afraid of this, but even chasing it fanatically, as if chasing a holy miracle.

Japan has only been occupied for a month, and the Prime Minister has such a great appeal, will it pollute all the people of Japan spiritually?

Are countries like Siam, Annan, and the Russian Federation, under the pollution of ordinary people, the same?

Then why is the whole of Poland resisting?

Although once the main pillars collapse, the spirit of the people will have nothing to follow.

But it was also too fast.

And isn't there still an unyielding God Emperor?

Gao Fan stared at the Japanese people around him with submissive faces one after another. They turned a blind eye to the terrible scene just now, and some even clapped their hands lightly. For a moment, Gao Fan clearly read admiration and fanaticism from their expressions.

But they are all rational, possess human nature, and can think, Gao Fan confirmed this.

It's creepy...

The foreign man who turned into a human-shaped leather drum was carried to the rear shrine by several soldiers. The witch seemed to be very satisfied with this harvest, and was patrolling the crowd again, as if looking for the next material that could be contaminated.

The crowd continued to move forward, and Gao Fan followed the line. The foreign man was only five or six meters away from him, and there were seven or eight people separated. Now, he was about to be lined up. The next few people.

Why……?

Gao Fan touched his pocket, there were his pass card and Japanese yen bills drawn by him.

Looking at the Dongying people in front of them, drinking water and throwing money, they are very skillful.

Gao Fan began to think about two issues. First, would there be pollution in the water? Second, would the yen he drew be recognized? This led to the third question, should he turn around and run away now? , the fourth question is whether he can beat this witch.

It's a little dangerous...

In a blink of an eye, there was only one person left in front of him.

After Gao Fan thought about it, the answer was that there is pollution in the water, and the Japanese Yen he painted will most likely be recognized. He can’t run now, and it’s too late when the foreign man dies. In the end, he can beat this witch , but couldn't beat the soldiers behind the witch.

However, after Gao Fan and the witch looked at each other, Gao Fan felt relieved again, because the witch's eyes obviously did not stay on him, but only paid attention to those tall and strong men, probably, the selection criteria Just tall and strong.

When he was thinking about this, he was also in line. Gao Fan grinned at the beautiful maiden, bent down and sipped the water in her palm, then turned around and left in a smart way. When he left, he wiped his mouth, The water was all spit on the sleeves.

"Mare!"

A witch's voice came from behind.

Gao Fan pretended not to hear, and continued to leave, but the crowd in front of him suddenly crowded up, with calm faces, like iron fences, tightly surrounding him.

Heh~ Gao Fan smiled, what can he say, he doesn’t speak Japanese, once his foreigner identity is exposed, will he be made into a human skin drum like that foreign man, so he turned around, Look at the witch.

The witch pointed to the money box beside her and said something.

From her tone, it seemed that this was an awe-inspiring and imperative thing, which made Gao Fan guess that the money might be used to buy armaments or something.

Should I pretend to be dumb or a fool... Gao Fan thought for a second, then patted his head, as if he had forgotten, he took out the holiday dollar from his pocket, and prepared to gamble.

But ten bets and nine loses, just like what Wu Haoxue said, the Japanese yen is drawn real, but the paper is too fake, can the Japanese yen drawn on cardboard be deceived in full view...?

Gao Fan smiled and walked forward slowly, looking at the surrounding environment. There is only one stone step up and down the shrine, and the other three sides are deep mountains. If you run there, you may be caught easily...

Suddenly.

Gao Fan's hand was held.

A banknote was slipped in quietly.

Gao Fan held the note, and he had already walked to the cash box, exchanged the money, and put it on the top of the cash box.

The witch looked at the note, smiled with satisfaction, and said something, as if it was a blessing.

Gao Fan only felt that he was covered in cold sweat, and when he turned his head to walk away, he was held by that hand again. The man was very short with soft hands, wearing a Japanese kimono, and was a petite woman.

From Gao Fan's point of view, she could only see her high-set thick hair and soft snow-white neck. She held hands with Gao Fan and hurried down the stone steps.

After walking the stone steps, Gao Fan said softly to her, "Thank you."

Heh~ She smiled, let go of the hands they held tightly together, and when they got down the steps, the two of them pulled away. Under the sunset light, her face looked very handsome amidst the golden color.

Gao Fan remembered this face in a trance, and then looked up and down again. Although she was wearing a kimono, she could still observe her body lines. There were two amazingly soft arcs at the waist and neck. A rare feature of graceful lines among oriental women that can be described.

"Mother Xiaoxue!" Gao Fan whispered.

"Mr. Painter, hello." Xiaoxue's mother, the soul demon, greeted Gao Fan.

"Why are you in Japan?" Gao Fan asked in surprise.

...

A cafe near the shrine.

Gao Fan and Xiaoxue's mother sat facing each other.

Looking at the soul demon in a Japanese-style attire, Gao Fan felt that she had fully integrated into the Japanese society, and she looked like a Japanese woman.

"I didn't dare to stay in the mainland anymore, so I wanted to escape to Japan. After all, my current image is only suitable for living in seclusion in eastern countries, but what I didn't expect was that there would be a great existence descending on the eastern world. Now I am trapped I can't get away in Dongying." Xiaoxue's mother sighed.

"Where's Wang Shiluo?" Gao Fan asked again.

"It's time for school. The elementary school just resumed classes yesterday. I'm going to pick her up from school, and I'll go to the shrine to make a wish for protection." Xiaoxue's mother said.

"Wang Shiluo is in elementary school... yes, he is her now, how old is he?" Gao Fan asked.

"9 years old." Xiaoxue's mother mentioned Xiaoxue with a happy smile on her face.

"What is your current relationship?" Gao Fan asked curiously.

"Mother and daughter." Xiaoxue's mother said.

"The relationship before that?" Gao Fan asked.

"It's a couple." Xiaoxue's mother knew what Gao Fan wanted to ask.