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Chapter 213 I Don’t Remember What I Look Like

"You...husband, what do you look like? Can you draw it?"

Ling was slightly shocked by the sudden words "my husband". After a few seconds of silence, he asked in a calm tone.

Liu Laosan scratched his head embarrassedly again, then took out a piece of paper from his arms close to his heart and handed it to Ling.

"This is the portrait of my husband that I just drew. Can you make it?"

Ling took the paper handed to him by Liu Laosan and opened it.

Zero:⊙(?◇?)?

When he saw what was drawn on the paper, Ling appeared calm on the surface, but the little man in his heart had already become like an old man on the subway looking at his phone.

Holy shit! What the hell is this? ∑(′△｀)? !

Ling looked up at Liu Laosan in front of him, then looked down at the... thing drawn on the paper.

He looked up and down, read it back and forth several times, and after a long silence, Ling pointed the side of the paper with the portrait towards Liu Laosan and asked tentatively:

"Mr. Liu, are you sure this is...your husband?"

Liu Laosan glanced at the portrait on the paper, then nodded affirmatively and said with love in his eyes:

"Yes, he is my husband."

Zero:⊙▽⊙!

Seeing that Liu Laosan's tone was serious and the love in his eyes did not seem fake, Ling silently turned the painting back and looked at the things in the painting carefully again.

What is drawn on the paper is indeed a lump of something, not a portrait of a person.

Under a huge rock, there was a body that was crushed into a pulp, with pieces of flesh scattered around it and something that looked like a human head faintly exposed.

Also, there are handprints on the boulder that look like they were left by someone who picked up the boulder.

This painting is very realistic, and through the lines on the paper, one can seem to see the tragic scene at that time.

However, the person who drew this picture is obviously not good at painting.

Apart from the boulder, the meat paste under the boulder, and the minced meat around the boulder, which were painted very realistically, the treatment of other places is very rough.

Seeing that this was obviously a scene before death, Zero's mind couldn't help but emerge with a piece of information about ghosts that he had read in a book before.

[Some ghosts are so shocked before they die that they will subconsciously forget about it after they die. They will do the most terrifying things to protect their souls from being stimulated to the point of collapse.

Some ghosts are so obsessed with something that happened in their lifetime that they will engrave it deeply in their souls. Even if they forget who they are, they will never forget it.

If a ghost with such deep obsession cannot forget its future and reincarnate in time, and does not receive correct guidance, it will easily turn into an evil ghost.

As for the evil spirits, almost without exception, they will be sent to the Eighteen Layers of Hell by the ghost messengers, or beaten until their souls are scattered.]

Ling carefully folded the painting and returned it to Liu Laosan with mixed feelings, then asked tentatively:

"Is your husband in this ghost street? Can I go see him? Seeing his true appearance will make the body I make more like him."

Liu Laosan carefully took the painting and put it back in his arms close to his heart.

When Liu Laosan heard Ling's suggestion to meet his husband, his expression paused and a flash of sadness appeared in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

After a long silence, he said:

"My husband, he may not be able to be in a good condition. If I don't see him, can I create a physical body?"

After hearing Liu Laosan say that it was inconvenient, Ling did not ask why it was inconvenient.

Zero thought for a moment and said:

"It's okay if you don't meet me. How about you tell me what your husband looks like?"

As he spoke, Ling took out paper and pen from the space and prepared to draw.

When Liu Laosan heard Ling asking him to describe what his husband looked like, he was stunned.

After a long while, he seemed to react, thought about it seriously, and then slowly said:

"My husband is about this tall."

Liu Laosan drew a height with his hand.

Ling looked up at Liu Laosan's raised hand.

Ling is about 1 meters tall, and Liu Laosan in front of him is about the same height as Ling, about 8 meters.

Judging from the height of Liu Laosan's hand, his husband was about 1.87 meters tall.

Zero wrote his height on a piece of paper.

"My husband is a bit thin and has very white skin."

"By the way, my husband has a crescent-shaped scar on his left wrist."

Liu Laosan stretched out a finger and drew a crescent shape in the air.

Ling looked at the wrist of Liu Laosan's outstretched hand and frowned.

"My husband has thick eyebrows, big eyes, a thicker upper lip than his lower lip, and a straight nose."

"Also, my husband has a small scar at the end of his left eye."

Liu Laosan pointed to a spot at the end of his left eye.

Ling looked at the small scar at the corner of Liu Laosan's left eye and remained silent.

About an hour later, Ling put down the paintbrush in his hand, looked at the person on the paper, and fell silent.

Liu Laosan, who was beside Ling, took the drawing paper with joy and looked at the person in the painting with loving eyes.

The person on the drawing paper has clear features and bright eyes. Although he is not particularly handsome, his appearance makes people feel comfortable at first glance and gives people a very reliable feeling.

only……

The person in this painting looks exactly like Liu Laosan who is beside Ling.

If there is any difference, it is only height.

"Girl, you draw really well. Your drawing looks exactly like my husband."

"With this painting, can the girl create a body exactly like my husband's?"

Liu Laosan asked with a happy face.

Ling looked at Liu Laosan, who looked exactly like the person in the painting, and after a moment of silence, nodded.

"can."

Seeing Ling nodded, Liu Laosan couldn't hide the happiness on his face.

"That's great. So girl, how much deposit do I need to pay?"

If you want to customize something, you naturally have to pay a deposit first.

"The deposit is 20 high-quality ghost stones. I will come here in five days to hand over the finished product to you."

Zero said.

"Okay, then it's settled."

Liu Laosan took out 20 top-grade ghost stones and gave them to Ling without hesitation.

Ling reached out to take the ghost stones, and seeing Liu Laosan was about to say goodbye and leave, Ling suddenly asked:

"Since you have done everything for your husband, do you want me to make a body for you?"

When Liu Laosan heard Ling's question, he was obviously stunned.

After standing there for a long while, he shook his head and said calmly:

"Thank you, young lady. But no thanks, I don't remember what I look like anymore."

After saying that, Liu Laosan smiled at Ling, then turned and left.

Looking at Liu Laosan's departing back, Ling sighed.

Love in this world is indeed complicated.

Well, it's still strength.

Practice well! Kill Xuan Yi! Work hard to become a god!

Ling put aside the love affairs of others and walked back to Xuanfu with firm steps to continue to be a lotus root.