The police officers consulted their superiors and said there was no need to send him to the hospital; the captain instructed them to take him directly to the conference room in the government building.

However, given Kang Cheng and his group's current state, the hospital definitely can't solve the problem.

Kang Cheng didn't want to go anywhere; he just wanted to go home and confront the New Year picture company he had signed a contract with, asking why things had turned out this way.

He felt the familiar sensation of life slipping away again, but the difference was that now his body was not only withering away, but his toes and fingers were falling off and disintegrating, yet he felt no pain.

Not to mention male dignity, that's the first thing to fall off.

No matter how much Kang Cheng resisted, the police had no choice but to put the two of them into a police car.

All the way, Lao Yezi kept cursing, "Kang Cheng, you devil, you stole my youth, give it back to me, give it back to me!"

Some people on the bus couldn't stand it anymore.

“We checked the school’s surveillance footage, and you seemed quite happy to go with him, didn’t you? Now who can you blame?”

Old Ye regretted it, looking at Kang Cheng who was as thin as a reed, and laughed morbidly and gleefully, "Why don't you just die? What grudge do I have against you that you want to harm me? Go die, destroy yourself!"

The more I loved just now, the more I hate now.

Fortunately, they arrived at the government building soon, and the two were then taken to a conference room.

People in the conference room gasped in surprise; the police officers from the First Precinct would never joke like that.

What kind of stuff did they bring back? A dark, murky pile inside the sheets, along with a withered old woman.

Old Yezi was being noisy, but Xiaoxi silenced him with a talisman.

She coldly said to the terrified Vice Mayor Kang, "Don't question it anymore. This is your son, Kang Cheng. He's just become so arrogant that even his father doesn't recognize him."

Kang Cheng recognized the little girl, and he felt particularly humiliated that she was being presented to everyone like this.

But his body was no longer functional; the only things he could move were his exposed eyeballs and the gurgling sounds coming from his throat.

While everyone was distracted, Vice Mayor Kang rushed over again, grabbed Xiaoxi's shoulders with both hands, and shook her.

"Minister Ye, please, please save my son! I'll give you anything you want!"

Xiao Xi was startled and pushed away Vice Mayor Kang's hand.

"I told you yesterday, don't regret it, don't come begging me, how can you have such a short memory?"

The head of the branch bureau once again took Vice Mayor Kang hostage.

Xiao Xi approached Kang Cheng, who was lying on the floor, and tossed a osmanthus flower between his eyebrows. For someone like him, the osmanthus flower was truly a waste.

It wasn't about saving him; Xiaoxi just wanted to find out the truth.

Osmanthus really has a miraculous effect. The parts that Kang Cheng had just disassembled were reassembled. Although they are still ugly, at least they can move and speak.

"I want to talk to that painting. It's in my house." Kang Cheng still felt resistant towards Xiao Xi, after all, he had been badly beaten by her yesterday.

"You won't learn until you see the coffin. Fine, I'd like to see how amazing that painting is, and how stupid you are to make a deal with it."

Xiao Xi immediately ordered Han Yu and the other two, who were still outside, to go to Kang Cheng's house and bring the painting.

She refused to believe that three people going together couldn't bring back a painting.

It was Kangcheng's aunt who led the three of them to the room upstairs.

The painting wasn't so powerful that it couldn't escape; it just stubbornly refused to come down from the wall.

The three of them dug off the wall plaster, and Yu Qiu even used vines to wrap around it layer by layer.

In the conference room, Kang Cheng finally saw the New Year picture and was even more excited than when he saw his father.

"Come out here, what happened to me?"

The screen was as if it were silent, with no unusual activity.

Xiaoxi walked over and observed for a moment. "You're already in my hands. You won't talk, huh? Then I'll just burn you."

Kang Cheng suddenly blocked the way to protect the painting, but Xiao Xi pushed him down.

Xiao Xi unleashed the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, and the bats in the painting panicked.