I'm being targeted by the villains

"Since according to what you said, there is no difference between the appearance of a painter and a human being, and he doesn't have much profound spiritual power, and the only skill he relies on is to exchange for people's appearance, so how does he exist in the three realms?" What about it?" The woman asked, and this was indeed the question he wanted to know the most.

"Since you are a monster, there is always something you want."

"Cousin..." Wen Zian stepped forward to put a distance between them. "Do you know that there are many things in this world that don't ask for anything in return, just for the belief in your heart."

If this sentence came from Gu Changqing's mouth, Wen Qing would think it was normal, but Wen Qing felt a little uncomfortable when it was said from the mouth of Wen Zian, a prodigal son: "Faith? You mean that the painter has faith in his heart." Is it? Cousin?"

The woman was chasing after her, but in fact, everyone was like a bird. It seemed that the previous decadent mood had disappeared, and Qu Wen Zian had returned to his out-of-the-ordinary personality.

"Okay, okay." Gu Changqing patted him on the shoulder from behind, and his tone was as pampering as he wanted. "If you really want to know, we have caught the Painted Skin Master. Wouldn't it be good if you just ask him?"

Cut, how could the painter tell me the truth. "The woman rubbed her hair to show that she would not be fooled.

Wen Zian stopped suddenly when he was walking in front.

He turned his head and looked at Wen Qing's body, which has always been unruly, and suddenly stretched it at this moment, as if there was a firm light in his eyes: "Sister, don't forget that you are a saint, and a saint is the master of all things in the three worlds." The ruler of the world, you will know what you want to know."

"I..." Wen Qing was a little indifferent, she didn't know why Wen Zian suddenly changed her personality, and reminded this matter all the time, as if she wanted to let Wen Qing know something.

Just when the woman was about to speak, the door was closed all the time, and suddenly a gust of wind blew in. At this moment, a burst of light suddenly sounded in the dark room just now, and the surroundings ignored the darkness. Bright lights make people feel a little dazzling.

The three of them glanced at each other, since the door of the cave was wide open, there was no reason not to go in as guests.

Although the outside looks dilapidated, but when you enter the inside, you can only see that the tables and chairs are all made of wood. It doesn't look so rich and magnificent, but if you look closely, they all have their own names.

There is a curtain hanging in the middle of the room, which seems to be hidden.

Gu Changqing opened the fan and knocked on the table twice: "Since you already know that we are coming, why don't you meet each other without making a sound?"

"You are human beings and I am a skin painter. Either you are arresting me, or you are looking for something from me. If you don't tell me what you want, how can I meet you?"

What came from behind was an extremely old voice. It was hard to tell whether it was a man or a woman, but there were traces of time in the voice.

I am used to seeing monsters with their teeth and claws, and suddenly hearing such an old and lifeless voice, Wen Qing felt a little unnatural, the woman scratched her hair, and felt a little bullying the elderly: "That...in fact, we It's not that we want to capture you, but we were entrusted by others, since you are a monster, you should hurry up and reincarnate in the Three Realms, and don't harm others here."

Wen Qing felt that what she said was already very polite, but she didn't expect that the person behind her said something more polite than him: "Little girl, it's wrong for you to say this at a young age. I always help others draw There is nothing wrong with my appearance, firstly, I didn't want people's lives, and secondly, I didn't want people's money, and I didn't absorb people's energy like others, so what do you think I did to harm people?"

It makes sense. When Wen Qing was speechless, she saw that Gu Changqing had already turned around in the room. It was his habit to see if it would hurt him when he went to a strange place. Too cautious, so cautious that it made Wen Qing's scalp tingle.

And Gu Changqing was sitting on the chair, he put the fan on the table, and Haoyue walked with the man, who was so light that Yuelang couldn't see it: "Although you don't absorb people's energy, as long as you paint anyone's appearance, if you It’s right to paint the appearance of good people, but if you also paint the appearance of some people who are like snakes and scorpions, you are not indirectly harming others, aren’t you helping the evildoers?”

The back of the curtain was suddenly opened, and an old man came out of it, who looked seventy or eighty, if it wasn't for the two people standing in the team, Wen Qing would have stepped forward to help her.

The old man looked at Gu Changqing like fish eyes, but there was something different in his eyes. The pupils of the whole person constricted, which made Wen Qing feel very uncomfortable.

like what?Yes, just like the eyes of a snake.

"Then tell me what is a good guy and what is a bad guy?"

"If you want to help others do good things by relying on your appearance, you are naturally a good person, but if you want to harm others by relying on them, plunder and destroy their families, and those who violate the rules of the Three Realms are of course bad people."

There is never a clear boundary between good guys and bad guys, but it seems to be a natural thing to say from a man's mouth.

Wen Zian was not as patient as they were, and he pulled out the sword tightly and clamped it around her neck: "Okay, don't talk so much nonsense, what you say is something that survives outside the Three Realms and destroys the boundary between the Three Realms. The law of the middle operation. I think you are so old and have lived for such a long time, which is already considered enough. Letting the head of our Wen family take you in today can be regarded as your lifetime of practice. "

The old lady looked confident at first, and even kept her eyes on Gu Changqing without looking at Wen Qing, but when Wen Zian said this sentence, her eyes moved from Gu Changqing to Wen Qing: " Oh, you are Wen Qing, the head of the Wen family, and you are the saint?"

"How do you know that I am a saint?" The woman was really scared, she took a step back, not many people knew her identity as a saint except what she told herself, but how did this skin painter know?

The old woman suddenly laughed: "You also said that I have lived for so many years and exist outside the Three Realms. Is there anything I can't know?"

The painter took a step back as he spoke, only to see that the arrow that Wen Zi'an had placed on his neck just now suddenly turned like iron, unable to cut even a blade of grass.

"Wen Qing is in danger!" Gu Changqing stood up and quickly pulled Wen Qing behind him.