The fool held up a strong flashlight, half-crouched next to Xiaolan, and shouted into the distance with a smile.
"We... came out?" Xiaolan sat on the ground and looked around.
Xiaoyin yelled and rushed over, hugged Xiaolan and rubbed her head.
"They took advantage of my absence to throw you into a dangerous place again. Xiaolan is not afraid, so let's ignore them!"
After saying that, she saw Baomu who had just climbed up from the ground. Xiaoyin immediately abandoned Xiaolan and ran to Baomu's side, pinching his face.
"Are you still alive?...Where have you gone, you stinky guy? It makes me faint with worry."
Daozhang and Jiutian suddenly returned to reality when they were desperately searching for the two in the world in the painting. They didn't know what happened, so Xiaolan and Baomu told everyone about the woman with half-knowledge.
"She seems to know Xiaolan." Baomu looked at Xiaolan.
Xiao Lan hurriedly explained, "I have no impression. I don't know her. I have never seen her."
The fool nodded, "This is not the first time this has happened, what happens next?" After saying that, he looked at Baomu again.
"After that... Xiaolan said that she hoped that woman would let Auntie and the others go, and she agreed."
Everyone looked at Xiaolan again.
"She is quite reasonable," Xiaolan quickly waved her hand, "We talked some sense with her..."
"Ah? Do we have one?"
"Yes, yes, you just forgot." Xiaolan said seriously.
"Did she let your aunt go after that?" Luo Jiutian interjected.
"We will come back after that," Xiaolan pointed to the ground, "I don't know what will happen."
Several people frowned together.
Suddenly, a strange woman's voice came to my ears.
"We are safe."
Xiaolan was startled and quickly turned to look in the direction of the sound.
The place was empty. Except for Jasmine, who was still unconscious, lying not far away, there was no living thing.
"Did you hear that?" Xiaolan pointed there, "Someone just spoke."
Baomu nodded heavily in agreement, "I heard it too."
"This is……"
"Oh, I'm here," the voice came again, this time everyone heard it.
"Eh?" Baomu straightened his back and his eyes were bright, "This seems to be Auntie's voice."
"Baomu is so good, you still remember auntie," the voice was filled with excitement and joy, "it's me. From now on, we don't have to be afraid anymore."
"Auntie, where are you?" Baomu said, walking towards the darkness, "Are you... are you in the painting?"
Baomu stood in front of the oil painting and leaned slightly to look at the painting.
"Have you seen Auntie? Auntie is right here watching you."
Xiaolan ran over and saw the painting of the paradise in front of her eyes. Although the scenery had not changed much, for some reason, Xiaolan felt that the atmosphere in the painting had become more joyful.
Fallen leaves, seesaw, swing frame.
Golden ground, bare branches.
The three children held hands and spun around happily.
It's just that far away...
"Eh?" Xiaolan pointed to a small black dot in the dense forest, "What is this?"
Baomu looked at it intently and clapped his hands in surprise, "Auntie! You are here, Auntie, I found it!"
Xiaolan looked at Baomu. Before she could tell it was a person, Baomu had already figured out that it was an aunt.
"Hey - thank you, Xiaobaomu, hahaha, thank you all, this is my little daughter, the one with her back to you... Yes, hey, she is blushing..."
At some point, Jasmine also woke up and walked to the painting with Jiutian's support.
"Uh... thank you aunt for saving me... uh... I have fully recovered... uh..."
It took Jasmine a long time to hold back a few words, and she stood in front of the painting with her little fists clenched, feeling really stupid.
"Oh, you're welcome. As long as you recover, you have to pay attention to safety next time. Fortunately, the Saus who came to arrest people this time is not poisonous. If it is poisonous, it will not be that simple..."
At the mention of Savus, Xiaolan quickly moved her face closer to the painting.
"Auntie, what happened to Savus in the painting? Did that...that woman leave? You said you were safe because..."
"Jana has left," Auntie's voice suddenly calmed down when she saw Xiaolan, "Savusdu has left, and the gallery of the other tower no longer needs to be guarded."
The aunt paused and then said, "If you don't believe me, look at that painting."
When Xiaolan heard this, she turned around and saw the Taoist Master standing there, turning his head to them and shaking his head.
"The flower demon's painting is missing."
The wall that was originally painted with blood-red patterns has turned into an empty black like the surrounding area.
"From there, you can go to the second floor." Auntie's voice slowly became colder.
When the Taoist Master heard this, his right hand gently touched the place where the painting originally hung.
A low roar sounded from behind the wall.
As if some kind of mechanism was operating on the inside of the black wall, the black bricks slowly retreated, and not long after, a low hole appeared in the wall.
"After entering, you will reach the second floor..."
The aunt was about to speak but stopped.
Xiaolan returned to the luggage piled up by everyone, picked up her backpack, and took another look at the painting in the paradise.
"Thank you, Auntie!" Baomu was overjoyed, jumping up and down and waving to the painting, "Goodbye, Auntie, please take care of yourself."
"Wait a minute," Auntie's deep voice caused everyone to pause, "Are you sure you want to go in?"
Xiaolan looked at the Taoist Priest and then back at the painting. Everyone had a silent expression on their faces.
"What will happen next?" the Taoist priest asked.
"If Kana hadn't come forward and given up guarding the gallery..." the aunt said, "The truth doesn't sound good, but you can't even deal with the most ordinary Saeus. If Kana didn't choose to leave, but became your enemy.
, you may have already..."
Auntie didn't say what she said after that, but everyone knew what she was referring to.
"This is just the first floor of the tower." The aunt finally said.
Baomu awkwardly grabbed the strap of his backpack, hesitated for a long time, and said to his aunt, "Auntie, maybe you misunderstood my ability. I am the weakest, and my companions... they are very strong."
"Xiao Baomu, your intellectual transformation has taken shape, I don't worry about you anymore," the aunt sighed, "but those two injured little girls... there are still some of you who have not yet awakened your spiritual powers, this is...
"
Jasmine muttered angrily, "Auntie, I have psychic powers, but my whip... is temporarily broken."
"I know, I saw your whip," the aunt said patiently, "I don't know what kind of ability it is. Storing the spiritual tide in the prop is very safe, and the pair of whips are also very strong, but you also understand, right?
, this whip no longer belongs to you."
Jasmine's face turned red and white, and Xiaolan also became embarrassed.