The master of metaphysics is a cat slave

The woman being pushed out is exactly the one in the painting.

Mu Liuyun released the restraint, she took half a step back to stabilize her figure, gracefully brushed the hair on the side of her ear, and said angrily, "Why don't you help me?"

Bai Jian stretched out her hand to pull Mu Liuyun back, and muttered softly, "You don't need to help if you can stand firmly."

The woman who threw him out pointed at Mu Liuyun's nose and cursed: "Do you still have a mistress?"

Bai Jian suddenly became angry: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Mu Liuyun silently recited a spell, causing the woman at the door to fall into a coma: "Sorry, we're just here to find someone."

"Couldn't you...you came to look for me, right?" The person in the painting winked and reached out to touch his shoulder lightly.

Bai Jian flashed between the two of them in an instant, and said bluntly, "I'm looking for you. Li Shi is dead, and his daughter suspects that you did it."

The person in the painting was stunned for a moment, and soon laughed loudly: "It's a good death, he is finally dead."

But she frowned again: "What does this have to do with me? His illness was born by himself. You can't just blame me for delaying his illness."

"He didn't die of illness, but was killed." Mu Liuyun stared closely at her expression, as if trying to see through her heart, "When he died, he left information about the murderer."

The person in the painting was unhurried, and youyouly tapped his lips with his fingertips: "You can't fool me. I've been here since the night before yesterday, someone can prove it."

Mu Liuyun said slowly: "But other people don't think so. Besides, the Bureau of Investigation already knows that you used Gu worms to help him make money."

"The human face Gu is not mine, don't blame me for everything."

Mu Liuyun frowned slightly: "It's not yours?"

"Did he tell you that I gave it to him?" The man in the painting smiled faintly, with some sarcasm in his eyes, "I knew he would say that. In fact, he asked for this thing from other places, I just didn't have it. Stop him. I'm a painting, where did I get such a thing?"

Her manner of speaking was so natural that it was impossible to tell the truth from the fake for a moment.

Bai Jian sighed: "He treats you like this, you don't want to take revenge on him?"

The person in the painting looked at him amusedly: "I hate him, but it's not to the point where I have to kill him. I've seen too many people like this, and I know their virtues. I just trade with them , the transaction was terminated unilaterally by them, of course I am angry."

Mu Liuyun's eyes moved slightly: "What is your deal?"

"I helped him make money, and he raised me with energy, isn't it fair?" She looked at Mu Liuyun's expression, her expression suddenly changed, and Fox asked, "Are you trying to use this reason to arrest me? We are regular trade!"

Mu Liuyun said indifferently: "If that's the case, then his illness is indeed related to you."

"Who told you that I used his spirit. Of course I like young girls. If it weren't for his daughter's youth and beauty, why would I agree to him." The person in the painting took it for granted, "Young life It keeps me young forever."

Bai Jian said with a blank expression: "Don't you know that eating too many ghosts is also against the law? You must have violated the rules like this!"

The person in the painting is unconvinced: "I didn't do too much. After all, if a girl lacks energy, she's not cute, so I always have to find a new cutie. I still like his daughter, always peeping I, must care about me very much, and I also feel a little bit reluctant to part with her. I blame that bastard Li Shi for selling me away."

She also showed a smile of unknown meaning, which seemed to have some aftertaste.

Bai Jian thought silently, others peeking at you is obviously out of disgust, why should they feel so good about themselves.

"I know it's not you, but do you know who gave him the human mask? Or what kind of people did he communicate with during that time?"

The person in the painting seemed to think about it for a while: "Who gave the human face Gu, I don't know very well, as for the strange person... After he got sick, he often dealt with people in the metaphysics world, ah, I remember someone who looked very special ..."

She suddenly screamed, burning from her feet, and her whole body was quickly engulfed in flames.

Bai Jian froze for a moment, then rushed into the house to find water.But it was too late, the woman was burned up like a piece of paper, leaving no ashes.

Mu Liuyun frowned: "Her body has been attacked."

And her body should be in the house.

Mu Liuyun and Bai Jian rushed into the house and followed the direction of the thick smoke to find the location of the incident.

A three or four-year-old boy was squatting next to a washbasin with a lighter in his hand.There is a picture scroll in the washbasin, and the whole picture scroll is burning.

The woman in the painting shows a painful and struggling expression, which is no longer the same as before.

Bai Jian snatched the washbasin without saying a word.

Surprise and anger flashed in the little boy's eyes, and he threw the lighter at him.

Mu Liuyun's eyes froze, and a transparent barrier separated Bai Jian from him.The lighter fell to the ground, spun around, and the flame went out.

Bai Jian didn't care about talking, and rushed to the bathroom to wash the scroll with water.

The picture scroll has been burned to tatters, and the people on the picture are also mutilated, unable to speak anymore.

Bai Jian held the painting in her hands, feeling panicked.

Just a little bit, the people in the painting were able to tell the clues.He suspected that the little boy was in the same gang as the man behind the scenes.

With a dark face, Bai Jian returned to the room with the washbasin in her hand.

Mu Liuyun was looking at the boy a few meters away, as if he was asking him a question.

"Why are you burning this painting?"

"The woman in this painting is a monster, what's wrong with me burning her?" The boy replied arrogantly, his soft voice and perverse tone were extremely incompatible.

"How do you know that she is in the painting?"

The boy's eyes had a maturity that didn't match his age: "Dad bought a painting that day and stayed with the painting all night. She came out of the room the next day, and the people in the painting disappeared. Isn't it a monster? "

Mu Liuyun didn't make a sound.Neither the expressive ability nor the focus of attention of a little boy should be possessed by a three-year-old child.

Besides, what he did was so coincidental that it was hard to believe it was just a coincidence.

Bai Jian gritted her teeth and asked, "You don't worry about your father getting angry if you burn your father's paintings casually?"

The boy raised his head proudly: "It's just a painting, if it is burned, it will be burned. There is nothing terrible about it."

There is no point in holding him accountable now.Mu Liuyun and Bai Jian had no choice but to find a chance to restore the picture scroll later.

What they are now curious about is the identity of the little boy.

"Son! What's the matter, son! Did they bully you?"

The woman who fell into a coma due to Mu Liuyun's spell has now regained her senses, hurried to the room, hugged the little boy, and looked at the two of them warily: "Why do you just enter other people's homes? Let me tell you, I have already called the police .”

There was the sound of someone approaching from outside the door.

A hint of cunning flashed in the little boy's eyes, and he hugged the woman and cried loudly: "Mom, I'm so scared, they're so scary!"

Bai Jian squeezed out a sentence through her teeth: "What are you pretending to be, I'm really afraid that no one will dare to speak like that."

But this is really their fault.In order to avoid too much trouble when the police really came, they could only leave first.

Mu Liuyun silently contacted the Investigation Bureau to help with the funeral.

Bai Jian was still aggrieved after returning: "That little boy has problems no matter how he looks at it. How could he burn the painting by such a coincidence? Can a three-year-old get a lighter?"

Even so, they had no evidence and could not continue to question the little boy.

Mu Liuyun silently grabbed his wrist and asked, "Are you burned?"

Bai Jian was stunned for a moment, looked at her sleeves, and shook her hands nonchalantly: "It's okay, I have a strong recovery ability, this is not an injury at all."

After he finished speaking, he realized something was wrong, grabbed Mu Liuyun's wrist with his backhand, and looked back meaningfully: "But if you want to give me special care for patients, I'm also very happy."

Mu Liuyun said quietly: "Don't be too impulsive in the future."

Bai Jian muttered, "Do you believe me?"

"I'm afraid you'll blackmail me with your injuries again." Mu Liuyun's voice carried a faint smile.

"I'm not lying, it's a desire from the bottom of my heart." Bai Jian opened her eyes wide and looked at him, "Did you see my eyes? Are you really pitiful?"

Mu Liuyun unconsciously raised his hand and touched his head: "Yes."

Bai Jian suddenly felt a strange feeling spread from the top of her head to the bottom of her feet.Obviously, when in cat form, even the stomach was touched, but in human form, the head was touched but he couldn't accept it.

He squinted his eyes, and looked at Mu Liuyun in a bad tone: "Are you wanting to lick the cat again?"

Mu Liuyun was taken aback for a moment, then nodded hesitantly.

The corners of Bai Jian's lips curled up strangely: "You can't touch without food."

Going around and returning to this eternal theme.Mu Liuyun felt a little melancholy in his heart.

In Bai Jian's mind, he still seemed to be just food.

But he still fed the spiritual power to Bai Jian as promised.

Bai Jian patted her stomach contentedly, and spread the broken scroll on the table: "Actually, I just found out that this painting is signed, with the words 'Wei Qiuye' written on it. If we go to him, maybe we can Restore the painting."

The author has something to say: Just a reminder, anyone may lie until the final truth comes out, so it’s best not to believe anyone (^_^) Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

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