"Judging by your expression, I seem obligated to give you a reasonable explanation?" Mei Hong said, with a bit of banter in her attitude, "That's good......"

"I destroyed myself in the painting, and then I was reborn outside the painting. ”

"Definitely", "definitely", "absolutely", "one hundred percent", the good and evil of a minute ago, it was almost impossible to extract a proper adjective from her barren vocabulary of dropping out of private school to describe the inevitability of her victory.

Although it seems that her previous state of mind is indeed a bit ridiculous, it is not without reason.

After gaining control of Baili Bailing's body and soul, she had systematically tested his strength, and the result almost shocked her jaw.

But anything drawn on paper, whether it is mountains or water, even some abstract concepts, such as "killing" and "cutting", as long as it can be clearly expressed, the child can turn it into reality. This ability can no longer be described as "strong and invincible", it is simply a miracle.

However, if she can satisfy good and evil only here, then she is not a ghost person. This product has a reflex bone on the back of its head, and the brain circuit is relatively clear, and everything likes to be reversed. She wondered, "Since this child can bring the things in the painting into the 'reality', can he, in turn, bring the things in the 'reality' into the painting?"

She followed this line of thought, tried it, and then watched Bai Ling seal a real stone into the painting, all she did was simply trace the outline of the stone on the scroll, and then ......, "Bang!"

A miracle strikes, and the answer to good and evil is "yes".

So the good and evil stuffed back the pair of eyeballs that popped out of her sockets, and pressed down the heart that was about to jump out of her throat, and soothed the emotions that were about to burst with three deep breaths. After calming down, a bold idea, no, should I say, an evil and well-thought-out plan, began to take shape in her mind.

Needless to say, after that.

The terrible thing about this trick is that the person who is sealed in the painting will really become a "person in the painting". A painting is a complete, independent, and even somewhat "real" world, in which the characters are difficult to perceive themselves in the painting, and on the other hand, even if they do, they cannot have the means to break through the painting and return to reality. The reason for this is a simple analogy...... Will a character in a novel jump out and hammer your dog's head just because you scold him? No, right? The painting and the present are not in the same dimension, and they can't communicate with each other.

In this case, there are only two ways to get out of the painting.

The first is a dead end, that is, the painting is directly torn or burned. The moment the painting is destroyed, the people who exist in the painting will die directly, and their souls will be released, after all, the world in the painting that imprisoned them has been wiped out. Death, however, can be regarded as an alternative relief for the desperate people in the painting.

The second path is mercy, that is, the seal is lifted by Baili Bailing himself, and this path is also equivalent to non-existence. For the good and evil of the ghosts, the people in this painting are all excellent bargaining chips to bargain with the big monsters of Gensokyo, especially Hakurei Reimu. She won't let them go until she drains the last drop of blood from these hostages. Of course, even if their value is completely exhausted, with a good and evil character, it is a high probability event to tear up the ticket in person. This is all for the future, so I won't show it for the time being.

Now, for good and evil, the primary, important, urgent, and imminent problem is the woman in front of her who is so proud that her stomach hurts, Fujiwara Meihong. The existence of this guy makes the more than 1,000 words before this paragraph, which are used to describe how awesome the trick of good and evil is Bai Ling, all become horse manure. "Strong, invincible, invincible" does not exist, Mei Hong used the most simple, crude and unreasonable method outside the imagination of good and evil to break this "almost" no weakness of a move:

I killed myself first, and then I was resurrected, and no cage could be used to lock me up.

resurrection, good and evil are all incompatible, and he only missed this point, and finally died on this point. If a normal person forcibly breaks the painting, he will definitely die, but only Fujiwara Meihong can still stand in front of her like a nobody.

So all the grand plans of good and evil are bankrupt at this moment, and she must return to the battlefield and fight for her survival like a dog, and what she hates most is to fight against those barbarians in a bad situation of intrigue - because she always can't win.

"Before the battle between you and me begins, I want to ask you one last question. ”

Under Mei Hong's eyes, good and evil unhurriedly rolled up her final trump card - that scroll, with a piece of human-shaped scorched black, a silk scroll that sealed everyone. She picked up her blazer, dusted it twice, draped it over her body, and tucked the scroll back into her inner pocket. After straightening up her clothes a little, she cleared her throat and continued:

"How did you know you were in the painting?"

If Mei Hong didn't know that she was in the painting, then she wouldn't have thought about suicide, and she wouldn't have come out of the painting. From the perspective of good and evil, this is where the problem lies. How did this perfect painting be seen through?

"It's simple. Mei Hong replied in a plain tone:

"I don't know if this is your idea or Bai Ling's idea. Considering that Bai Ling is completely under your control, then it should be your idea. Seriously, didn't you examine it more carefully and carefully when you were making this world in the painting?"

"Because the continuous peaks in the painting, each one, looks exactly the same! Not only that, but even the pine trees on the mountain are all infinite replicas of the same tree, which looks extremely weird, you know? Lao Tzu was so frightened that he couldn't open his eyes when he looked at it!"

"What did you say?" Good and Evil raised an eyebrow, unable to believe what she had heard.

"You're not an artist, a ghost. Mei Hong spread her hands and shrugged her shoulders, "At least, you don't have the soul of an artist." ”

"Do you know what an artist is, if you let Baili Bailing personally write, then he paints mountains are real mountains, trees are real trees, and people are thousands of people and faces, and they are about to come out. And under your control, he paints one mountain, which is one mountain, and paints two mountains, which is to copy the mountain he painted before, completely, without spirituality, like a robot. In the final analysis, your understanding of art is just at the level of a primary school student, such as 'stones are stones, eggs are eggs'. Of course, considering your level in other aspects, your artistic skills are really not your biggest shortcoming. ”

"I'll put it another way, ghosts are good and evil, you are a person, from head to toe, everywhere," Mei Hong pointed to the nose of good and evil, and sarcastically said word by word: "It's all LOW-exploded!"

"Enter your mother's batch!"

The ghost man threw out a mouthful of spit, and his brain was hot at that time, and he rushed forward with a copy of the eight mirrors in one hand and a fist in the other.

In fact, when Fang just asked, she was also mentally prepared to be ridiculed.

If she is said to be a weak chicken, a rookie, a small fry, or a sandbag, she will endure it, after all, her hard power is like that, and she knows it in her own heart. But Mei Hong actually said that she failed because her artistic skills were not up to standard, which was a bit unbearable. It reminded her of the years ago when her classmates at her private school said that the paintings she drew were rubbish and tore them up in public. And the reason why she stands in this crumbling Gensoky as a rebel today is for revenge. All those who once trampled her under their feet will now be trampled under their feet by her.

Among them is also this guy, Fujiwara Meihong, good and evil will not forgive her no matter what.

Of course, Mei Hong is the same, no matter what, she can't spare good and evil.

"Are you angry?"

Mei Hong easily dodged the punch of good and evil, and the blow that followed, she didn't know how to describe it, anyway, it was very rough and even a little nonsensical, "Eight mirror slaps", and said with a smile in the gap between attack and defense:

"It's unfortunate, I'm also angry now!"

Then, good and evil saw the swaying tongue of fire and felt the approaching heat. She finally remembered the fact that Mei Hong was far stronger than her, so she hurriedly raised the Eight Mirrors to protect herself, but it was too late.

"Oula!"

The scorching fist of fire struck the stomach of good and evil, blasting her whole body into the sky, and then she was dragged back to the ground by gravity, and fell with a "pop".

"Ahem!"

The moment it hit the ground, the blood mixed with the food residue in the stomach, turning into a disgusting and weird vermilion sticky substance, spurting out of the mouth of good and evil. If you can count how many fingers you have, you can count it as "sober brain", then the current good and evil, undoubtedly, are not sober at all.

"This is the first punch, you better get up quickly. ”

Mei Hong pressed her knuckles with a "quack", stepped on heavy steps, and walked towards the good and evil who fell to the ground with a ruthless face.

"Because then I'm going to break every bone in your body, one or two punches, three or four punches, but it's far from over!"