"My body is in my home?" Qiu Shui widened his eyes and looked at Mrs. Wei in disbelief, "How is it possible? I was clearly resentful at the fire scene, so I entered the painting and became a painting monster..."

"Where is that painting?" Mrs. Wei suddenly asked, "Where is the painting that made you become a painting demon?"

"A painting?" Qiu Shui was puzzled. After thinking for a while, he said weakly, "That's a landscape painting my father once painted. It should be hanging in the main hall of my house!"

Mrs. Wei sneered: "If your soul is in the fire, how can you return home?"

Yes! Without the guidance of the soul-guiding lamp, the soul would not know the way. Qiu Shui could not return home on her own, so how could she enter the painting? Unless, she followed the corpse home.

"How could this happen? How could something like this happen?" Qiu Shui covered his face in disbelief and broke down emotionally.

Mrs. Wei sighed, "There's only one possibility: you've been blinded by hatred and don't want to return to that body!"

"Ah--" Qiu Shui suddenly felt like something was about to drill out of her brain, and her head exploded with pain. She covered her head and screamed. She looked extremely painful, and her whole body was twisting and deforming.

As Qiu Shui screamed in agony, the scene before Mrs. Wei gradually blurred until it was completely black...

At this moment, Lan Ziye felt the blood and energy in her body churning and she felt dizzy. She knew that she had overdrawn her energy this time. She kept making seals with her hands in front of her chest. Finally, at the last second, she brought Qiu Shui and Mrs. Wei back together, and then her eyes went black and she fainted.

"Master!" The white cat instantly transformed into a human form and held Lan Ziye, who was about to fall, in his arms. When he looked up, he saw a demon and a man who had just woken up.

"My master's mission has been completed. Whether you want to love each other or kill each other, decide for yourselves." After Xiaobai said that, he picked up Lan Ziye and strode out of the study.

"Are we back?" Qiu Shui asked Mrs. Wei blankly.

Mrs. Wei nodded, turned to look at Zhixun, who still had a dull look in his eyes, and said, "He doesn't owe you anything, just let him go!"

Qiu Shui thought for a moment, nodded, and waved his sleeves, and Zhixun's gaze instantly focused.

He saw Qiu Shui and Mrs. Wei in front of him, and hurried to Mrs. Wei's side, and asked nervously: "Wife, are you okay?"

Mrs. Wei smiled faintly and said, "It's okay!"

Zhixun looked at Qiushui with a vigilant look and said, "This matter has nothing to do with my wife. You witch, if you have anything to say, just come to me. Don't hurt my wife!"

Qiu Shui's eyes suddenly turned red. She looked at Zhixun with tears in her eyes and said, "You once protected me like this, don't you remember?"

Zhixun looked away guiltily, not looking at Qiu Shui. "I admit that I was moved by you at first. After all, you're different from my wife. Sometimes you're passionate, sometimes you're gentle. You always understand me so well, which gives me a sense of freshness. But it was just a feeling. My wife and I have been together since childhood. Twenty years of love can't be compared to a momentary impulse. I feel sorry for my wife, and I'm willing to spend my whole life to make amends. As for you... as long as your request isn't too excessive, I will satisfy you... Don't monsters also need to survive? To survive, you need money. Just name your price!"

"Have you never thought about renewing our relationship?" Qiu Shui asked sadly.