Inside the house, the woman's concerned voice and the boy's violent coughing affected her insides.

At this moment, he didn't care whether it would be inappropriate to enter rashly. He just wanted to let the omnipotent Onmyoji next to him help the child named Shuichi.

"Well, I'll try it."

Although [Smoke] and [Mirror] only mentioned that they wanted to find the 'most authentic painting' themselves, they did not say whether to interfere in this world or not.

However, since it was a request from Tianjing, even if the world here was just an illusory past, he would still agree to such a request and give it a try.

However, just when he was about to walk towards the wooden house, with a "squeak" sound, the door opened from the inside, and the woman who walked out of it was the woman who faced Wenwan before.

The sudden situation made Huang's actions slow down.

But Xiuyi's mother's movements were not slow at all. She was wearing thin clothes and stepped directly into the wind and snow.

You must know that unlike yourself and bystanders like you under the patio, people living in this world, even if it is just a memory, it is a memory that can actually feel the cold.

"Onmyoji, does she want such a heavy snowstorm?"

The eyes under the patio were dancing with anxiety,

Going out in the wind and snow, it would be terrible if the woman got sick again!

Huang shook his head and did not give an uncertain answer.

However, his eyes fell on the woman's right hand, where a paintbrush was tightly grasped in her palm.

When a child is sick, it is obviously unreasonable to take out a paintbrush instead of asking for medicine.

Unless, it is Ma Liang's magic pen.

Xiuyi's mother still didn't pay attention to the arrival of outsiders. After being in the small courtyard, she immediately squatted down in front of a piece of clean snow. After tucking the hair hanging down from her eyes behind her ears, she picked up the paintbrush and painted on it.

I began to paint on this snow-white 'canvas'.

Because of the distance and angle, Huang and Tianjing did not see what the woman was drawing.

However, the surroundings are changing, changing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The snow melted, the trees sprouted branches, and the sleeping earth came to life in just a short moment.

The cycle of reincarnation seasons suddenly changes with just one stroke of the opponent's hand!!

At the same time, what can be noticed is that the cough from inside the house is gradually weakening, and it seems that Shuichi's illness is closely related to the bad weather.

But before this miracle could continue, many harsh voices suddenly sounded in Huang and Tianjing's ears:

"Monsters, monsters! I told you a long time ago that this family is all monsters!"

"Damn monster, changing the seasons so wantonly!"

"Get out, get out of here, you are not welcome here!!"

"..."

It was the residents of the small town who were attracted by this sudden change of vision and all gathered together, uttering harsh words full of hostility and hatred.

Such an incident not only caused Xiao Xiuyi inside the house to walk out anxiously, holding on to his newly improved body, but also caused the face under the patio to suddenly turn pale.

After all, its own essence is also a monster.

Seeing this, Huang suddenly raised his hand, and an invisible barrier lined the outside of this dilapidated house.

In an instant, the noise and curses from the outside world were blocked out.

However, those previous words had already had some impact on the little guy.

"I won't hate being under the patio."

Huang is not good at comforting people, nor can he make everyone accept monsters. What he can do is make his own promise.

Hearing this, the girl's little body trembled slightly, and then she wanted to respond with a smile, but in the end she failed.

Although she no longer heard the sound, the blurry figures appearing at the edge of her field of vision were still rushing towards her like wild beasts.

This made the little guy, who was already shy, cower timidly behind Huang like a little hedgehog.

But soon, those evil figures like savage beasts were blocked by the wisteria hanging from the void.

It was Shuichi's mother who continued to draw on the ground, and the demonic power rolling out from the tip of the pen turned into a hanging wisteria.

"Mother."

Xiuyi walked out of the house and threw himself into the woman's arms as he called, with worry in his voice.

Later, during a brief conversation in which the mother and son promised to watch each other, they slowly disappeared in the courtyard in a white light. However, before disappearing, the former glanced at the position where Huang was standing, and nodded slightly as if in gratitude.

The kindness that blocks the sound of curses.

"Master Onmyoji, they are gone, are we trapped here?"

In this spring blossoming environment isolated from the outside world, the mood under the patio has become a little calmer. Of course, she also knows that she and the Onmyoji cannot stay here forever.

However, now the tracking clues have been cut off, the little fox and the little frog are not here, and there seems to be no way to move forward.

"Don't worry, the door is right here."

Huang walked straight to the place where the woman had stood before, and pushed aside the wisteria vines growing on the ground, and immediately a picture scroll was revealed.

But before he could stretch it out, a twisted vortex similar to the one before swallowed them both up.

When he appeared again, he and Tianjingxia returned to the town again.

The only difference is that there is still no trace of [Smoke] and [Mirror], the sky has reached dusk, and there is an extra scroll in Yu Zhi's hand.

Slowly unfold it, and what is painted in the scroll is a mother tenderly hugging her child.

However, there are some broken marks on the edges of the scroll, which means that this is not the entire scroll.
Chapter completed!