The villain and I have eight hundred minds combined

The man was dressed in plain white clothes, with black hair draped over his shoulders. His features were extremely delicate and handsome, but his eyes were covered with a white cloth, so he could hardly see. However, he could identify the direction by sound, and like a normal person, he stepped over the threshold and looked towards them.

The man was elegant and otherworldly, not like someone from the ghost world. At first glance, he looked like an elegant young man from the mortal world.

He looked at Hua Nu and said in a cold voice: "Huan Nu, why don't you lock him up? Hurry up."

The painting slave paused when he heard the voice, and his eyes twitched. He looked as if he was in extreme pain, but he was forced to move by the voice. He only paused for a moment, then stared at her fiercely and rushed towards her again!

This time he's faster!

She screamed in fear and quickly rolled away. When she was silently thinking of Cang Xue, the dog fell asleep completely! She was so angry!

The painting slave flew over again and grabbed her arm in one go. She was tied up with ink again, and the ink and snow blindness made her even more dizzy. She suddenly lost her ability to fight and most of her strength was taken away!

The painting slave grinned and laughed triumphantly: "I caught you, hahahaha!"

Then, he used the shackles and chains on his body to wrap around her hands, and then tied her up. When she was about to break free, the painting slave actually threw her into the painting that was "standing" on the opposite side!

She clearly felt herself being sucked in by something strange, and then she fell into a coma.

……

Bai Yan, who was far away, reached back with his bare hands, and all the ink scattered on the ground was obediently collected back into his hands and disappeared. The ground was as new as before, with only the crystal white snow left.

The several paintings on the table also returned to their original appearance. The scribbled ink stains disappeared, leaving only the tranquil landscape and the beauty by the side.

He looked at the paintings and gave an ambiguous smile.

……

When Mu Hanxing woke up again, he found that the world had changed.

What was before my eyes seemed not to be the gloomy ghost world without daylight, nor the dark and gloomy Baijiazhuang with snow and wind all over the sky, but a sunny day in the wilderness.

In broad daylight, she was lying on the mountain road wearing clothes that did not belong to her. She sat up, rubbed her eyes and head, and found that she was still a little dizzy. She didn't know where this place was. She seemed to have just gotten drunk and had lost her memory. For a moment, she couldn't remember what she was doing.

At this moment, she heard a voice coming from the other side.

"Master, Miss Shi Yao has been waiting in the room for a long time. It's almost time for the wedding night, hehe."

It’s that matchmaker!

Mu Hanxing widened his eyes and ran over quickly. In front of him, the scene inside the Bai family manor's bedroom was clearly visible.

From this perspective... she seemed to be treated as a painting, hung on the wall...

Her head buzzed, and she finally remembered. After fighting with the painting slave for a long time, the blindfolded young man came out and seemed to have given some orders. Then the painting slave suddenly became stronger and threw her out. She was thrown into the painting!

"Puff! Hahahaha! So you end up in this day. You're done for. Stay in this painting for the rest of your life!"

Someone used telepathy to transmit sound directly from the outside world into the painting, just to mock her. Of course she recognized the crazy voice, it was the green-haired fox!

She immediately stamped her feet in anger and looked around for the cunning and stinky fox, but she didn't find it in the painting. Instead, she saw a slightly swaying green feather in the world outside the painting.

The feather was placed in a vase among a group of lush flowers and plants, making it extremely difficult to be discovered. She suddenly realized that the green hair was probably the incarnation of Qingxi!

"You... dead fox! What are you laughing at! How dare you do your business to me! Believe it or not, I will go to your clan leader to complain!" She punched the air wall and found that there was no way to escape from the painting on her own.

The vase was placed next to the table where the painting was hung, so Qingxi's clone was not far away from her, enough to mock her.

"What? You know my clan leader? Then tell me, who is she?" Qingxi asked her back.

"You are a fox from Qingqiu in the heavenly realm, and your clan leader is Tianni, right? We are friends!" She looked confident.

Qingxi was silent for a long while, but he was not threatened: "Humph, you should find a way to get out of the painting first... No wonder you knew the pupil technique of my tribe. I didn't expect you were my sister's friend."

"Ah?" She was shocked. "What did you just say? Tianni is your sister?"

"You don't know?" Qingxi began to taunt again, "You are probably lying to me, right? Many people in Qingqiu in the Heaven Realm know about this, and many people also know that the clan leader is Tianni. How dare you lie to me?"

"Who lied to you? Otherwise, go back to heaven and ask your sister. She has been provoking me all day long. How many times have I spared her life by not fighting with her?"

Qingxi pondered for a moment and sneered: "Humph, forget it, even if it is so, so what? You sneaked into the ghost world inexplicably, and insisted on coming to Baijiazhuang. You are a big resentful person. You are so blindly confident and voluntarily took the bait. You can't blame others!"

She was indeed a little overconfident, after all she had just been promoted!

"Well, Qingxi, tell me why you insist on staying in the ghost world. If I can help you, you can return to heaven sooner, right?" She asked him tentatively to see if he had any weaknesses.

"I won't tell you, I won't tell you, I'll piss you off to death!"

"..."

This little lunatic.

She took a deep breath and decided to reveal her last trump card. She said seriously, "You are the fox that Senior Wu Nian once raised, right?"

After he finished speaking, Qingxi really had a big reaction. He became flustered and spoke in an unstable tone: "How did you know about this!?"

Mu Hanxing ignored him and continued to talk to himself, "You, the Qingqiu Foxes of the Heaven Realm, have been cultivating the Wind Spirit Root since childhood, so you searched all over the Three Realms, trying to find a way to cultivate the Wind Spirit Root to perfection. By chance, you met Senior Wu Nian on the way. He is a great master in the world of cultivation and knows wind-related magic. That's why you stayed with him for a long time. You were stealing his skills, right?"

Qingxi: “…”

He acquiesced and asked her, "Who are you?"

"I am a disciple of Senior Wu Nian, and the current elder Yao Guang of Wenxin Sect. Before coming to the ghost world, Senior Wu Nian told me that if I encounter difficulties on the road, I can use a mysterious magic weapon to summon him. But now I am trapped in a painting, and I don't want to alarm him over such a small matter. I haven't been back to the mountain gate for a long time, and he will definitely be worried about me. When he finds the ghost world by himself and comes to the ghost world, I will betray you and accuse you of repaying kindness with enmity!" She began to make up stories. She didn't get any magic weapon from Senior Wu Nian to summon him.

However, this trick really worked, and he seemed to be shaken.