I'm the villain's mother.

"Late night!"

"Miss Wan Wan!"

"Ah Wan."

Mu Wanwan vaguely felt that someone was patting her face, and felt that it was really annoying, so she couldn't bear to brush the hand off her face.

After blinking hard for a long time, he opened his eyes.

"Wanwan." Seeing Song Zhujun's magnified face full of worry, Mu Wanwan was taken aback.

"what happened?"

Su Hu squeezed forward: "Miss Wanwan, you suddenly fell into the Fanluo River, and now you are asking us what's wrong?"

Mu Wanwan smiled knowingly: "It's okay."

After speaking, he coughed.

Feng Yuan didn't speak, but slowly dried the moisture on Mu Wanwan's body with spiritual power.

"It's not a coincidence that I came here, you are all here."

Mu Wanwan borrowed the strength from Feng Yuan's arm to see who was coming.

It was him, the man who made a deal with Gu Sihua and Li Huan.

"who are you?"

Meng Die raised his sword and stepped forward.

"It doesn't matter who I am, I'm just here to pick up Gu Sihua. I watched you over there for a long time, and found it very boring. Now I have to show up. If you don't pick this flower, you will be thanked. You don't have to worry about me."

Xiao Fengyu still took two steps forward, standing in front of everyone.

Seeing this, Jiang Yingsi got up slowly and stood with Xiao Fengyu.

"We can't let him get Gu Sihua."

As soon as the man's hand touched Gu Sihua's stem, he heard Mu Wanwan's words.

"Girl, it's your fault. I didn't provoke you. This Gu Sihua, I decided today." After speaking, she took off Gu Sihua.

The man reached out and touched Gu Sihua's bluer petals.

"I won't be with you anymore, anyway, I will see you later. We have been together for a long time now, and I am afraid that you will bother me."

Mu Wanwan looked at that person, and said slowly, "The ghost energy in the Fanluo River has boosted Gu Sihua's cultivation a lot, why don't you keep this flower so that I can benefit from it too."

The man stopped in his tracks, turned around slowly, and his pitch-black cloak formed a circle on the ground.

Gu Sihua gradually withered in his hands: "Miss Mu, you are too late to open your mouth."

Mu Wanwan didn't care, she stood up with her strength, and with Feng Yuan's support, she walked slowly towards that person.

The man didn't hide, just watched Mu Wanwan approach step by step, and the smile on the corner of his mouth slowly disappeared.

"Won't you take the jacaranda with you?"

The man was taken aback, and smiled: "If Miss Mu likes it, it's okay to give it to Miss Mu."

Seeing that person's relaxed appearance, Mu Wanwan suddenly got into trouble.

He stretched out his hand to call out Cheng Yan and stabbed forward, and then Mang Mang was also called out to attack the man behind him.

The man turned around to avoid the blow in front of Mu Wanwan, and with a flick of his fingers, he shook Mang Mang back.

"Does Miss Mu want to compete with someone? But it seems that you can't hurt someone, so don't do this kind of thing next time. If someone is in a bad mood and kills you, where are you going to cry?"

Mu Wanwan retracted her sword and stood still slowly.

"Go slowly, I believe that when we meet next time, I will be stronger than today."

The man smiled: "Then I'm looking forward to seeing a more powerful Miss Mu."

Mu Wanwan nodded after listening: "Next time I will know whether you are the person I thought you were."

The man turned and left.

"Miss Mu has some guesses about X, I hope the result will not disappoint you."

Mu Wanwan looked at the direction the person was leaving, and suddenly staggered and was about to fall backwards.

Feng Yuan came up and took Mu Wanwan into his arms.

Mu Wanwan felt that the whitening scenery in front of her was dragging her increasingly weak body, and her increasingly unconscious head, so she tried her best to speak:

"Take me to the Hall of Four Yamas, hurry up."

After Feng Yuan listened, Yu Jian flew towards Siyanluo's mansion.

"You go back to meet Master and the others first, and I will come with Junior Sister Mu as soon as we go."

Siyanluo's Mansion is now dilapidated, and the jade dishes and delicacies of the past are now scattered in the dust and covered by sand.

Everything in the ghost town is like an illusion, and after the experience is over, all that is left is Fengsi.

"What are you looking for?"

Feng Yuan's voice was as quiet as ever.

"There should be a photo bead under the seat in the Hall of Four Yamas. I want to find that photo bead."

Feng Yuan thought for a while, and put Mu Wanwan where she was.

"I'll get it for you."

Mu Wanwan nodded.

Feng Yuan walked into the hall, pushed aside the old cobwebs, lay down under the throne, and took out a bead.She wasn't sure if it was the photo beads in Mu Wanwan's mouth, because this bead was very different from other photo beads.

The blood-red beads emitted a strange light.But other than that, there is nothing else under the throne.

He used his spiritual power to probe, but he couldn't shake the bead.

Then, he thought of a possibility.

According to rumors, ghosts will use their souls to store information that is very important to them, and no one else can open it except the person they entrust. This is called the obsessive rosary.

But it's not that nothing can be solved, as long as the most solid layer of the obsession bead is broken with spiritual power, the obsession bead will turn back into an ordinary photo bead.

In this way, you can know what is said in the Rosary Bead, and you can also tamper with it at will.

Feng Yuan looked at the obsessive rosary beads in front of him, thought for a long time, and finally made up his mind to take the beads out.

It's not that he can't open the obsessive beads, nor can he tamper with the contents.

It's just that he suddenly felt that it didn't make sense.

Perhaps from the time he started to implement his plan, there was no need to tamper with it.

When Feng Yuan came out with the photo beads full of thoughts, Mu Wanwan had already fallen asleep leaning against the pillars in the outer courtyard.

Feng Yuan approached Mu Wanwan lightly, Mu Wanwan suddenly twitched for some reason, and stretched out her hand to slap Feng Yuan.

Feng Yuan smiled helplessly, and Mu Wanwan woke up suddenly.

Looking at Feng Yuan's enlarged face with a smile in front of him, he was suffocated for a moment, and then realized what he had done, and his face turned red all of a sudden.

"what are you doing?"

Feng Yuan smiled, and Mu Wanwan could even hear the slight vibration of his chest.

"Miss Mu is becoming more and more unreasonable now, obviously you slapped me first." She pointed to her face as she spoke. "Here, look, if I leave a mark on my face after that, you have to be responsible for me."

Mu Wanwan knew she was wrong, she lowered her head slowly, and her voice became softer: "It's obvious that you got too close."

Feng Yuan took his hand off his face: "Oh, blame me."

Mu Wanwan lowered her head, turned around to avoid Feng Yuan's gaze, and said slowly, "Did you find the beads?"

Feng Yuan smiled and sat down slowly near Mu Wanwan.

"found it."

Feng Yuan's hand is very beautiful, holding the blood-red bead, it looks even whiter.

Mu Wanwan reached out to pick up the beads, wondering, "Why is it this color?"

Feng Yuan didn't shy away from it, and said directly: "This is a rosary, made by ghosts with their own souls."

There was surprise in Mu Wanwan's eyes, and then she sighed.