I'm the villain's mother.

"So this is the reason why you became the Sixth Hall of Yama?" Mu Wanwan asked him.

Rong Baichuan smiled, and did not answer directly, but paused and said, "If you have a chance, you must go to the Fanluo River." Mu Wanwan looked up at him, and Rong Baichuan turned the subject: " Now, we should talk about cooperation."

Mu Wanwan raised her eyebrows, and said slowly: "You showed me all your past, but if you want me to cooperate with you, you have to help me with one thing."

Rong Baichuan said slowly: "What's the matter?"

"I want to know the Xiulou case in Caiyi Town 600 years ago and everything that happened on this continent 300 years ago."

Looking at Mu Wanwan's serious expression, Rong Baichuan tentatively asked, "Who are you investigating?"

Mu Wanwan tilted her head and blinked: "It has nothing to do with you."

Rong Baichuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "That's right, I am the one who overstepped."

Mu Wanwan waved her hand: "Don't talk about this, if you agree, we can sit down and discuss the details of cooperation."

"Partnership details? What do you want to hear?"

Mu Wanwan thought for a while and said, "Your plan, using me, can't really treat me as a pawn in the dark."

Rong Baichuan lowered his head and smiled, took out the fan that had shrunk from his waist and fanned it, and then slowly said: "It took me 200 years to set up a large formation in the ghost city. It stands to reason that as long as there are 600 years, then The big formation can purify the entire ghost city. But I am tired of living now and feel that life is boring, so I need you to guide most of the ghosts in the ghost city to the center of the big formation. I want to use the power of the ghosts in the ghost city to advance the big formation. Activate. Before that, you must become the most wanted criminal in my ghost town, with a bounty that will make all the ghosts in the ghost town jealous."

Mu Wanwan asked suspiciously: "A wanted criminal in a ghost town? Is that something I can become if I want to?"

"I've already figured out a way for you, or in other words, you are now."

Mu Wanwan was feeling puzzled when she felt a pain in her head, and the shrunken Rong Baichuan grabbed a strand of her hair and walked away.

With his departure, the gray mist in Mu Wanwan's sea of ​​history also slowly dissipated.

Then, Mu Wanwan heard the crow above her head.

Mu Wanwan slowly opened her eyes, and was looking at Song Zhujun sitting beside her bed with her head propped up and shaking.Mu Wanwan didn't say anything to disturb, but just watched quietly from the side.

"Miss Song!" Su Hu's voice broke the silence.

Song Zhujun blinked vigorously: "I'm back!"

"I'm back, and I found the few medicines you wanted. Thanks to Master Ji Kong, otherwise we might not be able to buy them back." Jiang Yingsi had just finished speaking when he heard Su Hu's voice.

"Sister Wanwan, are you awake?"

Mu Wanwan glanced at Song Zhujun, and then quickly looked away.

"Wake up, Mr. Zhu's medical skills are really extraordinary."

Song Zhujun obviously didn't appreciate it, he was still talking to Jiang Yingsi.

"According to what you say, Master Jikong actually knows some medical principles?" Song Zhujun was a little suspicious, turned his head to look at the silent Jikong and said again: "Master Jikong is indeed the chief disciple of Tan Huazong. "

Jikong lowered his head slightly: "Miss Song is absurdly praised, but I was a doctor before I became a monk, and he went around treating people's diseases. Only after some incidents happened, did I enter the sect of Tan Huazong. During this period of time, Following you, the poor monk feels ashamed to see Miss Song often stretching out her hand to save the people along the way. As a doctor, the poor monk envies the girl."

Song Zhujun interjected: "Master Jikong joined the Tanhua Sect, and he did the same thing. We cure the human body, and you Buddha cultivates the human heart. They are all for the benefit of people, so why is there a distinction between high and low, let alone high and low? Envious or not."

Jikong hid his words behind a smile, and said slowly: "Let's take a look at Master Mu first."

Song Zhujun glanced at Mu Wanwan: "She is probably fine now, but you are tired of worrying."

Mu Wanwan smiled and took over the conversation: "Mr. Zhu is right, I am indeed much better." After saying this, Mu Wanwan looked around, and her smile faded a little bit.

"Don't look! Feng Yuan hasn't come yet." Song Zhujun glanced at Mu Wanwan and knew what she was looking at, so he spoke immediately.

"How long have I been asleep?" Mu Wanwan asked with her mouth open.

"Three days, a full three days! Sister Wanwan, did Six Yamas do something to you?" Su Hu hurriedly answered after hearing this.

"No, this is my old problem." After speaking, she looked at Su Hu: "Where is Senior Sister Huaiyu?"

Su Hu said a little aggrieved: "I don't know what happened to her. After that day, she suddenly stopped talking to me. I went to find her, and every time she had something to look for, Senior Sister Meng Die. Speaking of which, I also had three days. I didn't stay with her well. I haven't given her the jewelry and pastries I bought for her before. "

Mu Wanwan looked at Su Hu who had tears in her eyes, and couldn't hold back her words: "When you came back from Hualou that day, everyone said that they didn't listen carefully, which shows that they didn't pay attention to the storyteller. Coupled with the folds caught on the clothes on their chests, it can be roughly inferred that they are trying their best to reject those girls. And you, who are covered in the most powdery powder, and you can still faintly see lip marks on your clothes, the story is only You hear it best. That means you're perfectly at home in the situation."

Su Hu sighed: "Then I can understand that Master Jikong relayed it. So, isn't Master Jikong worse than me? He is a monk! Besides, when I was in my hometown in Xiangruan, I was fine. I just ran to Hualou, and I am more proficient than them. No matter how bad it is, I heard the story clearly, isn't it somewhat useful?"

Jikong looked at Huaiyu and Mengdie behind the gate, and said calmly: "Su benefactor's words are wrong, the poor monk separated them with a barrier."

"Huaiyu." Meng Die's voice came from outside the door, and Su Hu hurriedly stood up and ran out with her clothes on.When passing by Jikong, I still don't forget to grit my teeth and make complaints.

"You monk, the fire is already raging, why do you still pour oil on it?"

Jikong smiled kindly, clasped his hands together: "Monks don't tell lies."

Su Hu let out a breath of foul air: "Okay."

After speaking, he ran faster, and couldn't help shouting: "Huaiyu! Wait for me."

Mu Wanwan laughed so eagerly that she even choked on her saliva and coughed.

Song Zhujun looked at Mu Wanwan, and said slowly: "Cough first, I haven't had a good rest these few days, I'll go back and rest first."

Mu Wanwan nodded.

As Song Zhujun had to leave, only Jikong and Mu Wanwan were left in the room.

The morning sun hits the flying dust through the door.

Mu Wanwan looked at the dust reflected by the light: "Master Jikong stayed behind, why?"