The heroine of the abuse text just wants to fly to become a fairy

She reached out and touched the painting, but she was not sucked directly into the painting like last time: "Maybe I'm overthinking, and the situation is different from what I encountered last time."

But this painting must have some special meaning, otherwise why would it appear here out of thin air.

Chengfeng thought for a while: "Maybe she wants us to protect the living. After all, she and Fatty Li were married. If she hated Fatty Li, she would have done it herself. There would be no need for ghost cultivators."

"Huh?" She suddenly turned her head and looked outside, "Is it my imagination? Why do I feel that the ghost spirit in this house has become stronger?"

Chu Jinsui looked out of the window.

It was pitch black above, but it wasn't the night sky, the sky was covered.

"Someone is coming," she said.

Chengfeng frowned: "Could it be those ghost cultivators?"

"It's possible." Chu Jinsui said, "We may have ruined their plan by coming here."

Although I don't know what their plan is yet.

But there is no doubt that the appearance of the three of them triggered a series of reactions, whether it was the snakes in captivity or the closed exit.

Chengfeng looked at her: "Then let's go back and meet Fang Qingya. It's not safe to separate."

Chu Jinsui nodded and was about to go out.

The expression of the woman in the painting suddenly changed - the woman who was originally smiling gently shed two lines of tears, and her expression became painful.

Her footsteps suddenly stopped in place: "That painting..."

Chengfeng looked over: "Does she not want us to leave?"

Chu Jinsui walked over directly: "Do you have anything to say to us? Can you write what you want to say on paper?"

However, after waiting for a long time, there was no movement on the screen.

The woman in the painting is still looking straight ahead and crying.

But there seemed to be something different about this painting, as if there was something secretly attracting her. Chu Jinsui stretched out his fingers and touched the painting, and a weak force came from the painting.

She felt a chill in her heart, and then made up her mind: "I want to take a look in this room."

The truth may be right in front of her, and she is unwilling to give up.

But there are children and old people in the yard over there, and Fang Qingya will definitely not be able to see them alone.

Chengfeng knew what she wanted to say: "Then I'll go there first. It's easier to get into trouble over there, so hurry up."

"Okay." Chu Jinsui agreed.

Go out in the wind and rush back.

Chu Jinsui focused his attention on the painting again.

Her outstretched fingertips landed on the edge, and a stream of spiritual power slowly poured into the painting along her fingertips: "Since you can't say it, you must want me to see it."

She didn't tell Chengfeng just now about the power present in this painting.

Her guess was not wrong, it did contain a secret realm, but the owner who maintained the secret realm was too weak, so he could not forcefully bring her in like last time.

This is a secret place for her to choose.

Just because the power is weak, doesn't mean it's not dangerous.

On the contrary, in such an environment, with ghost cultivators outside and secret realms inside, it was even more dangerous, but she seemed to have no other choice.

With the injection of spiritual power, the expression of the woman in the painting becomes more vivid.

The crowned face gradually enlarged in front of Chu Jinsui, as if he was standing in front of her alive.

The sound of gongs and drums rang in my ears, a festive red flashed before my eyes, and the surroundings suddenly became noisy, with the sounds of voices and footsteps reaching my ears.

When he came back to his senses, Chu Jinsui was already standing in a bright red wedding hall.