The villain and I have eight hundred minds combined

Chapter 281: Painting Wife (16)

Mu Hanxing was confused again.

His eyes fell into darkness.

Her consciousness seemed to be able to leave Shi Yao's body.

The next painting somehow ended up in the Xu family compound.

She looked up at the plaque, and after confirming that this was Xu Heng's home, she wandered into the yard.

She wandered around like a wandering ghost, searching for a long time but still had no idea what the painting was about. She was already bored and anxious before the characters even entered the painting.

When I wandered to a bedroom in the backyard, I finally heard some noise. Someone was talking in the room. The voice belonged to Xu Heng.

She hurriedly climbed in through the window.

"Master, Master, you must save me. I have been haunted by nightmares these days and cannot sleep at night. There must be some villain causing trouble and making me unable to calm down!" Xu Heng knelt in front of a Taoist priest, tears streaming down his face.

The Taoist sighed, shook his head and said, "I'm afraid you did something bad before and provoked a fierce ghost. The fierce ghost has condensed the essence of countless midnight Yin energy, and its ghost art is getting better and better. I, an old Taoist, can't do anything about it."

The Taoist priest seemed to have helped Xu Heng to exorcise evil spirits and avoid danger for many days, but his nightmares not only did not subside, but became more and more severe. This was because he had attracted the disease of a fierce ghost.

"Master, please think of another way!" Xu Heng knelt on the ground, his legs weak with fear.

"I have tried countless methods for you and performed rituals for you. If it still doesn't help, then... you have a life on your hands!"

Xu Heng was stunned for a moment, his face dull.

He just killed a poor painter! As for Shi Yao...she fell down accidentally! What does it have to do with him!

Xu Heng's eyes were red with anger: "I didn't kill anyone! My men didn't know the seriousness of the matter and accidentally injured her! As for that woman, she fell off the cliff by herself. She died young, she deserved it!"

The Taoist priest was slightly startled, and suddenly felt something was wrong. This person still did not repent, and he might not live long...

Seeing that it was almost midnight, he simply returned the money to Xu Heng and advised him kindly: "I'll return the money to you. You still don't repent now. Even the gods can't save you... I'm leaving now!"

Having said that, he left the bedroom in a quick step.

"Master! Master!" Xu Heng failed to hold him and fell to the ground.

Not long after the Taoist priest left, it was midnight, and a gust of cold wind blew past! The gate outside the courtyard slammed shut!

While Xu Heng was stunned, the cold wind suddenly rushed into the house from the outer courtyard!

Mu Hanxing saw it clearly from a corner of the bedroom. A ball of yin energy rushed in, and in less than a moment, the ball of yin energy turned into a human form in the hall.

The man laughed in the lingering evil spirit, "Haha...hahahaha! Xu Heng! I can finally transform into a human form and come to claim your life!"

Xu Heng was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, unable to move: "It's you...it's you! You're already dead, why are you bothering me!"

At this time, Bai Yan, who had transformed into a ghost and practiced the ghost way, had a pale face, a pair of red eyes that were cruel and perverse, a ferocious look, and raised his chin arrogantly.

He felt relieved as he looked at Xu Heng, who was paralyzed in front of him and could not move. "Xu Heng! You killed me and Yao'er! I will torture you to death today!"

"No, it's none of my business. It's really none of my business!" Xu Heng begged for mercy with tears streaming down his face.

Bai Yan was full of ghostly aura, and he was arrogant and presumptuous. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? Are you begging for mercy? Well, maybe I will be soft-hearted and spare your life today."

Xu Heng didn't care about his face at all. He quickly fell to the ground and kowtowed twice to Bai Yan, begging for mercy with a trembling body: "It's my fault... I was wrong, Master Bai Huashi, no, Master Bai Huaxian, please don't bear grudges and forgive me this time!"

"Pfft...Hahahaha! How wonderful! How wonderful!" Bai Yan spread his hands and laughed heartily.

I didn’t expect that the world after death would be so pleasant!

Born as a human, you are cowardly and depressed; after death, you become a ghost and can do whatever you want!

How could he possibly spare Xu Heng? He wanted him dead! And he wanted to be his slave after his death!

Bai Yan was held up by a ball of ghost energy. He looked down at Xu Heng for a long time from above the ghost energy. He felt extremely happy when he saw how miserable and scared he was.

When he had admired it enough, he finally landed from the ghostly aura and slowly walked in front of Xu Heng.

His voice was icy: "Besides your face, which I envy endlessly, there is nothing else you can use...why don't you let me use your face from now on?"

Xu Heng was so frightened that he lost control of his bladder. His eyes were hazy and his ears seemed to be going deaf. He raised his blank face and no one knew what he was saying: "...what?"

The next moment, Bai Yan's pair of ghost claws suddenly stretched out and grabbed Xu Heng's face.

At this moment, Mu Hanxing was shocked and felt a chill on his back.

She watched Bai Yan use his devil claws to peel off Xu Heng's face!

“Ahhhhh——!”

The piercing screams seemed to pierce the long night.

A bloody human face was torn off its original owner by the ghost, leaving only the white bones on the head.

Xu Heng had lost too much blood in pain and fell to the ground and died.

At this time, Bai Yan held the bloody handsome face in his hands with a smug look on his face. Then, he peeled off his face with a claw without any pain, and then pressed his face on Xu Heng's body.

"Why don't I just give you this scarred face... Ah, after you die, you have to follow me to the underworld and be my painting slave. Your new look will only be even uglier. Maybe... no one will notice the scar on your face. What a pity..."

Fortunately, Mu Hanxing is now a ghost, without image or voice. Otherwise, even the demons and monsters who have experienced many battles would not be able to help but dry heave and scream when seeing her.

Bai Yan used some kind of magical technique to pull out a brush from his sleeve and slowly began to redraw his face. After a few strokes of his brush, the originally discordant face became a perfect match with Xu Heng's!

It's so weird and scary!

Then Bai Yan continued to use his brush to draw Xu Heng's face. His brush was like a needle. It seemed that he sewed a face perfectly on in just a few strokes. At this time, the two people successfully swapped faces, and there was no trace of the crack!

Bai Yan looked left and right and still felt that Xu Heng was not ugly enough, so he patiently continued to transform him.

He ripped off Xu Heng's hairband, messed up his hair, and severely "adjusted" his new face!

Mu Hanxing saw with his own eyes how he scratched the new face with his bare hands until the eyes and mouth became crooked. Compared with that, the scar at the corner of the eye was really nothing.

I never expected... Bai Yan hated his face so much...

It was probably because of this face that ruined his career, shattered his dreams, and ended his marriage with Shi Yao.