At the same moment, Mu Anxiao stopped outside the kitchen.
"Is someone here..." she scoffed, continuing, "Is there a rabbit?"
"....."
Mu Anxiao waited, looked around, deliberately straightened her back, took a breath, and said, "It's good there are no rabbits, good there are no rabbits." As she spoke, she parted her greasy red lips, then pursed them and said, "Oh, this feels quite uncomfortable." She touched her face, glancing at both sides, and fixed her gaze on the water well to her right.
"Do these rabbits need water too?" she said, tearing at her mouth twice. She turned and walked to the well, muttering to herself, "Let's try, maybe the makeup on my face will lighten a bit." As she rolled up her sleeves to draw water, she inadvertently saw the water-filled wooden bucket at her feet.
"Oh, no need to exert myself." She glanced around again, pulled up the hem of her skirt, and squatted directly in front of the wooden bucket.
"You came out."
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao frowned, calmly turned her head to look at Hun Ling, who had stopped beside her, shushed him, and whispered, "Why are you here?"
"I saw your sneaky figure from afar," Hun Ling pointed at Mu Anxiao, smiling, "By the way, you're quite something, talking to yourself and seeming quite happy."
"None of your business," Mu Anxiao said, waving her hand dismissively. "Hurry up and go. I don't want them to see you with me."
"Why?" Hun Ling asked deliberately.
"If they see you with me, the one who suffers in the end will only be me," Mu Anxiao pointed at herself excitedly.
"Alright, I'll go. But before I go, please allow me to say something." Hun Ling smiled.
"Haven't you said enough already?" Mu Anxiao narrowed her eyes.
Hun Ling gave a simple smile and said, "Don't be angry. To be honest, this makeup looks truly hideous on you." As he turned to leave, Mu Anxiao's eyes darted, and she urgently called out, "Hey, you, stop right there."
"What is it?" Hun Ling turned back and looked down at Mu Anxiao.
"Do me a favor," Mu Anxiao widened her eyes, which were rimmed with eyeshadow.
Hun Ling looked at Mu Anxiao's face and couldn't help but shiver. "You look truly terrifying like this."
"I think so too," Mu Anxiao nodded.
"You're quite self-aware," Hun Ling couldn't help but sigh. "Good, good."
"Let's not talk about that for now. I finally understand," Mu Anxiao stood up, sneakily looking around. "Why the little demons who served tea and water to the great demon all ended up dead." She widened her eyes deliberately.
"Why?" Hun Ling, playing along with Mu Anxiao's secretive atmosphere, asked in a low voice.
"Because," Mu Anxiao narrowed her wide eyes into slits, mysteriously saying, "Because of this makeup."
"You're naturally ugly, so when you put on this makeup, it looks particularly strange. As for that girl who was with you," Hun Ling paused deliberately, then continued, "I thought she looked quite good."
"Alright, alright, I won't make excuses for myself anymore, okay?" Mu Anxiao said impatiently.
"What do you want me to help you with?" Hun Ling asked.
"Didn't you say this makeup is terrifying? Help me remove it, okay?" Mu Anxiao raised an eyebrow.
"Can't you just wash it off?" Hun Ling pointed at the wooden bucket.
"If I could wash it off easily, why would I be asking you?" Mu Anxiao's face turned cold.
"You can't wash it off?" Hun Ling asked.
"You've been here for so long, and you still don't know? The rouge and powder on my face are enchanted. They can't be wiped off, nor can they be washed away."
"That's truly terrifying," Hun Ling said, looking at Mu Anxiao's face with a look of disdain.
"Terrifying, my foot! Hurry up and help me," Mu Anxiao pointed at her face.
"I've really never heard of such a demon art. No," Hun Ling tilted his head. "It should be said, I really don't know this kind of female demon art."
"Then what should we do?" Mu Anxiao became anxious.
"Just like this. Perhaps it can scare the great demon. This way you..."
"This way I can leave this mortal world sooner," Mu Anxiao interrupted.
Seeing Mu Anxiao's dejected expression, Hun Ling suddenly remembered the promise he had made to her. He hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll go back and think of a way, how about that?"
Mu Anxiao feared nothing else but Hun Ling refusing. Hearing him say this, she was finally reassured.
"Alright, I'll go check the kitchen for something to eat. You can go directly to that room later," she said.
"I'm leaving. Be careful yourself," Hun Ling said.
"Okay," Mu Anxiao nodded.
Hun Ling turned and walked away.
Mu Anxiao sighed, forcefully slapped her face, and couldn't help but kick the wooden bucket, saying, "Hateful makeup, so annoying."
"Oh, has this bucket offended you?"
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao's body stiffened. Then she turned to look at the man in the dark gray clothes with an extraordinary appearance. She pursed her lips, retracted her foot, and didn't know how to speak.
The man looked calmly at the stunned Mu Anxiao, smiled without feeling awkward, and said, "Your makeup is quite heavy."
Mu Anxiao touched her face, wondering, is this a human, or a demon?
"Why aren't you speaking?" the man asked, a hint of impatience in his tone.
Mu Anxiao immediately detected the man's tone, swallowed, and said, "My lord, I will not reveal what I have seen." She didn't know why she blurted out such a sentence.
The moment Mu Anxiao said that, the man walked gracefully to her front and asked, "Are you hungry?"
"I'm alright," Mu Anxiao lowered her head, deliberately taking half a step back.
The man looked at Mu Anxiao with great interest and said, "Would you like some roasted rabbit meat?"
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao frowned, then sniffed the air, thinking: It's demonic energy. Could it be, she glanced at him, this guy in front of me is a demon? Thinking this, she quickly retreated several steps.
Seeing that Mu Anxiao did not reply and only kept retreating, the man chuckled, "What, scared?"
Mu Anxiao continued to not answer.
The man's expression changed, and he said, "I hate rabbits that don't answer the most. You'd better answer, otherwise, I'll roast you right now."
This guy didn't see through my identity, Mu Anxiao thought. She lowered her head to look at the rabbit fur on her sleeve and her shoes, realizing: No wonder, it's this rabbit fur that concealed my immortal energy. That was close.
"I'm talking to you, can you hear me?" the man roared, and in a flash, he was in front of Mu Anxiao, grabbing her by the neck.
Mu Anxiao's head snapped back, her eyes meeting the man's.