The villain has been playing badly for ten years

Ning Xiusu was almost blinded by the sound, and saw a large bird flying over the rugged rocks, like a black curtain, blocking the moonlight.

Looking closely, one can see its strange appearance. Its head resembles an ox rather than a dragon, and it has two horns on its forehead, the tips of which are as sharp as knives. It also has broad wings with a faint purple aura wrapped around them.

"Oh, there's a monster, run!"

Hua Jianbai reacted quickly, grabbing Ning Xiusu like pulling onions out of dry land and running away.

"Don't care about those two people?"

Hua Jianbai exclaimed, "Oh my!" "These two are very evil. I'm not Tang Monk, I can't save the evil spirits!!!"

Ning Xiusu pondered over what was going on and said, "But these two people don't seem to be bad at the moment. They just saved me."

"Don't worry about it!"

Hua Jianbai was so anxious that he didn't care about anything else. He grabbed the person next to him and ran wildly.

Ning Xiusu felt himself rapidly retreating backwards, and suddenly his feet were empty, and he actually jumped off a cliff, with a bottomless abyss beneath him.

He was shocked, but unexpectedly his body was lifted by the breeze and landed steadily on the ground, as if he had jumped casually.

Fortunately, when it landed, a gust of air dispersed the fog everywhere and purified the place.

For a moment, the wind was clear and the sun was bright, making it seem like a place far from being a bleak and ominous place. However, the strong wind blew and hit the wound on his shoulder.

Ning Xiusu broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, and subconsciously touched the wound, frowning slightly:

"Hana Mitsuha, what's going on here?"

He looked around and saw lush greenery at the foot of the cliff.

In the distance, you can see green peaks surrounding the mountain and a gurgling stream flowing slowly from the depths of the mountain stream.

"I'm back."

Are you back???

Hua Jianbai helped him sit down in the overgrown grass. He saw that his shoulders were lightly covered by a white robe, but it could not hide the blood that was seeping out.

Ning Xiusu felt his hands were wet, and then he lowered his eyes to look at the blood on his hands, and suddenly felt dizzy.

Hua Jianbai suddenly became extremely nervous. He took out a flare from his sleeve and fired it into the sky.

There was a loud bang, and red smoke appeared in the sky above Qinglan, forming the secret seal of the Privy Council, which gradually dissipated with the wind.

How could Hanamibai have the Privy Council's secret envoy's signal flare...

Ning Xiusu felt strange, and Hua Jianbai asked again, "Big villain, how are you?"

He couldn't quite hear what was being said, and his vision went dark. When he lifted his eyes slightly, he saw Hua Jianbai's pretty face, doubled, gleaming like glass under the bright sunlight.

“…So bright.”

Ning Xiusu felt that he was like a crystal stone statue and couldn't help but want to reach out and touch him.

Hua Jianbai grabbed his hand,

"what are you saying?"

Before Ning Xiusu even touched that layer of brilliant light, he felt so sleepy that he almost fell asleep with his eyes closed.

……

"Chirp."

Birds began to sing, the wind swayed the bamboo branches, and the copper stove in the house burned cypress nuts, emitting wisps of pine fragrance.

It was roughly dusk, and the sparse shadows outside the window were swaying in the wind. The snow-white magnolia was in full bloom, and the wind blew the petals off the branches and dropped them.

Ning Xiusu didn't know how long he slept. He only felt that there were people coming and going around him, asking about his well-being.

He slowly opened his eyes, feeling sleepy. When his vision came into focus, he realized that this study seemed unfamiliar. It was neither a palace nor a restaurant.

Looking around, there is a bookshelf next to the bed, and hanging on it is a landscape painting by a famous artist. The mountains and water in the painting complement each other, and the artistic conception is profound.

He then realized that he had changed into thin silk clothes and the wound was well bandaged. When he stood up and sat up, he felt that the pain in the wound was not so severe.

But where is this?

Ning Xiusu was just thinking about it when he heard a "creak" and the carved lattice door was pushed open. Hua Jianbai walked into the room carrying a bowl of medicine.

Seeing him wake up, Xiu's frown finally relaxed.

"Big villain!"

Hua Jianbai sat down beside him and handed him a spoon: "Drink the medicine."

Ning Xiusu asked curiously, "What is this place?"

"My house."

He repeated in surprise: "Your...house?"

"Three months ago, Lord Meng successfully suppressed the bandits. Once the case at the mine was solved, he naturally deserved a reward."

Hanamibai said, blowing on the medicine on the spoon and feeding it to his mouth:

"At that time, Xiao Pu and I were helping out, and Lord Meng let us into the Privy Council, and then we were given a house here. It's very close to the palace."

He took the medicine cup and asked doubtfully, "So, everything is fine? Then where's your poison..."

"Big villain, what you are drinking now is the antidote. This is Yin Wujiu's prescription."

"Yin Wujiu is indeed a miracle doctor, but he's not an alchemist. Does he know how to cure this poison?"

"Anyway, we met him the day you disappeared. Li Ba helped Lord Meng and captured all these people in one fell swoop."

"Oh, it's that simple, so you just jumped ship?"

Hua Jianbai's eyes flickered like broken stars when he heard this: "From what you said, you seem unhappy."

Ning Xiusu narrowed his eyes, "How could that be? I should congratulate Guard Hua on his meteoric rise to prominence."

"Auntie..."

Someone knocked on the door and then stepped in.

Pu Boyu had his hair combed neatly and was dressed like a clerk in the Privy Council, looking quite energetic.

"Uncle Villain, it's great to have you back. Lord Meng has gone to the Secretariat and won't be back until tonight. Then, we can eat mooncakes together."

Ning Xiusu drank the medicine and sighed again: "When I woke up, it was already Mid-Autumn Festival."

He seemed to have thought of something, "That's not right. What about Hu Xiaoxiao? This rescue plan..."

"Who are you talking about?"

Hanamibai actually asked a question.

This shouldn’t be the case. How could Hanamibai forget about her best friend?

"Don't you remember Hu Xiaoxiao?"

Ning Xiusu felt something was wrong. His eyes fell on the room, and the curling smoke from the burning copper furnace never dissipated.

The thin ray of sunlight that came through the window cast no shadows on the objects.

wrong!

Everything is wrong.

What Hua Jianbai had just said was full of loopholes. Nanzhao and Lingnan were not in the same place, so it was impossible for Li Ba and Yin Wujiu to appear to help suppress the bandits.

What's more...how could there be magnolias blooming during the full moon of Mid-Autumn Festival!

He seemed to suddenly wake up and grabbed Hua Jianbai's wrist. How could someone have no pulse?

Where is this, where is he?

"whee……"

It was another eerie voice, still childish.

The person in front of him turned into a little girl, with one eye, purple and one white, very smart, and a strange look hidden in it.

"Liuliu, is that you?"

As Ning Xiusu spoke, the surroundings turned into a thin mist and dissipated. The study, the copper stove, and the smell of incense were all in his mind.

The sky was dark inky black, with faint stars and a ray of moonlight shining through the clouds. Liuliu seemed to be standing not far away for a moment, stomping her feet hard.

"You're not a spiritual practitioner, so how come you can still see that? It's not fun!!"

Ning Xiusu suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head and couldn't help but cover his head. It was as if the world was spinning, and a faint blood mist lingered around him. The wind whistled in the stone forest, as if it was the whispers of countless wronged souls.

The feeling of his fingers touching it was like a withered and rotten branch. When Ning Xiusu raised his eyes, he realized that what he was holding was just a rotting corpse.

In horror, he suddenly let go, leaned back a little, and his back hit something dry again.

Ning Xiu woke up solemnly. The stone forest remained unchanged, and behind him was the dried corpse wearing a bronze ghost mask, still swaying in the wind.

Hanamibai never appeared at all...

Here, there were only him and Liuliu, standing opposite each other in this desolate and withered land of stone forest.

Thick blood-red fog filled the air everywhere, and the girl's reddish-brown complexion seemed to blend in with the blood-red fog, making the scenery almost invisible.

is a phantom.

When Ning Xiusu came to his senses, he felt his heart beating wildly. It wasn't his heartbeat, but rather an expansion and contraction that was causing him pain.

Liuliu stood opposite, amidst the pile of bones, with a pair of slightly weird eyes, but still an innocent look.

Ning Xiusu's eyes were filled with a thick darkness, and he looked at her coldly:

"What I just saw and heard was merely a manifestation of the mind, but this place is not within the mind... This illusion of red fog was created by you."

Liuliu tilted her head slightly and blinked her eyelashes:

"Yes and no, you can think of what just happened as a dream. After all, my brother wants to see you, but I can't let you go."

Ning Xiusu asked, "Was this really three hundred years ago?"

Liu Liu nodded in acknowledgment: "Yes, you guessed right."

"Why do you want to trap me here?"

Liu Liu listened to his question and chuckled, "Because Big Beard is too stupid. If you go out and cause trouble, the Taoist Master won't be able to get anything done!"

"Daoist Master?"

Ning Xiusu said coldly, "Since you are helping the Tongshan Dojo, you shouldn't have saved me."

"Hehehe...guess."

A red mist permeated the air, and a pungent smell entered the nose, seemingly invading the lungs.

Ning Xiusu felt his chest tighten and he couldn't breathe. He almost fell forward with his vision going black. When he touched the ground, he subconsciously used his hands to support himself so that he didn't fall face down.

It's backlash...

Ning Xiusu looked at his palm in horror. The scratch on his palm was emitting a bluish-gray aura.

Liu Liu was startled. "Ah, it's Blood Shadow... You're so brave! Without a spiritual vein, you're trying to use yourself as a lure, using such a dangerous method."

This girl knows everything and is not crazy at all.

He wanted to say something, but the blood in his throat was churning and he choked when he opened his mouth. He couldn't help coughing up a pool of blood.

"No, no, please don't die, or I'll be bored here alone."

"Brother Ning, are you here?"

Several calls came from a distance, and the footsteps of Xi Wuchang and Ying Che came one after another, heading here.

Liuliu heard the noise and sighed: "Oh, someone is coming again."