I'm the villain's own mother

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

Rong Baichuan smiled and did not answer directly. Instead, he paused and said, "If you have a chance, you must go to the Vanluo River." Mu Wanwan looked up at him, and Rong Baichuan turned around and said, "

Now, we should talk about cooperation."

Mu Wanwan raised her eyebrows and spoke slowly: "You took apart your past and showed it to me, but if you want me to cooperate with you, you have to do one more thing for me."

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

"I want to know about the embroidered building case in Caiyi Town six hundred years ago and everything that happened in this continent three hundred years ago."

Rong Baichuan looked at Mu Wanwan's serious look and asked tentatively: "Who are you investigating?"

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

Rong Baichuan couldn't laugh or cry: "Yes, it was me 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."

"Details of cooperation? What do you want to hear?"

Mu Wanwan thought for a while and said: "Your plan cannot use me as a pawn to keep me in the dark."

Rong Baichuan lowered his head and smiled, took out the shrinking fan from his waist and fanned it, and then slowly said: "I spent two hundred years to set up a large formation in the ghost city. Logically speaking, as long as I have six hundred years,

That big formation can purify the entire ghost town. But now I’m tired of living, and I feel

Life is boring, so I need you to lead most of the ghosts in the ghost town to the center of the array. I will use the power of the ghosts in the ghost town to activate the array in advance. But before that, you must become the most wanted criminal in my ghost town.

, has a bounty that would make all the ghosts in the ghost town jealous."

Mu Wanwan said in confusion: "A wanted criminal in the ghost town? Is that what I can become if I want to be?"

"I have already thought of a way for you, or in other words, you already are."

Just when Mu Wanwan was feeling confused, she felt a pain in her head. The shrunken Rong Baichuan grabbed a piece of her hair and left.

As he left, the gray mist in Mu Wanwan's sea 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 his head propped up and shaking. Mu Wanwan didn't say anything to disturb her, but just watched quietly from the side.

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

Song Zhujun blinked hard: "You're back!"

"I'm back, and I found the medicine you asked for. Thanks to Master Jikong, otherwise we might not be able to buy it back." As soon as Jiang Yingsi finished speaking, she 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 indeed extraordinary."

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

"According to what you say, Master Jingkong actually knows something about medicine?" Song Zhujun was a little surprised. He turned to look at Jingkong who was silent and said again: "Master Jingkong is indeed the chief disciple of Tanhua Sect.

"

Jikong lowered his head slightly: "Miss Song, that's ridiculous. It's just that before I became a monk, I was a doctor, treating people everywhere. But something happened later, and I entered the Tanhua Sect. During this period,

When I follow you, I see Miss Song often reaching out to save the people along the way. The poor monk feels very ashamed. As a doctor, I envy the girl."

Song Zhujun said: "Master Jingkong joined the Tanhua Sect, and he did the same thing. We heal the human body, and you Buddha heal the human heart. They all benefit people, so there is no distinction between high and low, let alone high and low.

I’m not envious anymore.”

Ji Kong hid his words behind a smile and slowly said, "Let's take a look at Donor Mu first."

Song Zhujun glanced at Mu Wanwan: "She is probably fine now, but it's too tiring for you to worry about her."

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.

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

"How long have I been sleeping?" Mu Wanwan opened her mouth and asked.

"Three days, three days in total! Sister Wanwan, did the Six Yamas do anything to you?" Su Hu hurriedly answered after hearing this.

"No, this is my old problem." After saying that, she looked next to Su Hu: "Where is Senior Sister Huaiyu?"

Su Hu spoke a little aggrieved: "I don't know what happened to her. She suddenly stopped talking to me after that day. I went to look for her, and she always came to Senior Sister Meng Die for something. Speaking of which, I also had three days.

I didn’t spend enough time with her. I haven’t given her the jewelry or cakes I bought for her before.”

Mu Wanwan looked at Su Hu, who had tears in her eyes, and couldn't help but say: "That day when you came back from the Flower House, everyone said they didn't listen carefully, which shows that they didn't pay attention to the storyteller.

In addition, the folds on their chests and clothes were caught

Wrinkle, you can roughly infer that they are trying their best to reject those girls. And you, the most rosy, with faint lip marks visible on your clothes, and only you can hear the story most clearly. It means that you are interested in

This situation is completely like a fish in water.”

Su Hu sighed: "Then I can understand that it was Master Jikong who relayed it. So, isn't Master Jikong worse than me? He is a monk! Besides, when I was in my hometown of Xiangruan, everything was fine.

Just run to the flower building, I am more skilled than them in dealing with it. Even if it doesn't work, I heard the story clearly, isn't it somewhat useful?"

Jingkong looked at Huaiyu and Meng Die behind the door, and said calmly: "Almsgiver Su's words are wrong. The poor monk separated them with a barrier."

"Huaiyu." Meng Die's voice came from outside the door. Su Hu quickly stood up and ran out with his clothes. When passing by Jiukong, he didn't forget to complain through gritted teeth.

"You monk, it's already a raging fire, why do you still pour oil on it?"

Jikong smiled kindly and clasped his hands together: "Monks don't lie."

Su Hu exhaled a breath: "Okay."

After saying that, he ran faster and kept shouting: "Huaiyu! Wait for me."

Mu Wanwan laughed so fast that she even choked on her spit and coughed.

Song Zhujun looked at Mu Wanwan and said slowly: "You should cough first. I haven't had a good rest in the past few days. I'm going back to rest first."

Mu Wanwan nodded.

As Song Zhujun walked away, only Jikong and Mu Wanwan were left in the room.

The morning sun shines through the door onto the swirling dust.

Mu Wanwan looked at the dust reflected by the light: "Master Jikong, why did you stay?"