As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

"Grandma, you're finally better." 

Shang Lele was very happy. She quickly came over and sized up her grandmother. 

"Are you still feeling unwell?" 

"My silly granddaughter, I'm just a little sick. You don't have to worry so much." 

The old madam patted Shang Lele's shoulder. 

"Grandma, have a good rest. I'll go settle the old master's matter now." 

Shang Lele heaved a sigh of relief and went forward to hug the old madam. 

At this moment, the communication device in Jiang Ming's hand suddenly rang. 

He was stunned for a moment. He took it out and realized that it was a message from Yuan Hehe. However, it was a brief message asking for help. There was nothing else. 

"We're going out to save them." 

Jiang Ming took a deep breath and frowned. 

How did something happen to Yuan Hehe? 

"What happened?" Sikong Wuyuan hurriedly asked with concern. 

Jiang Ming told Sikong Wuyuan about it, and he was shocked. 

"Something happened to that kid. Give me the communicator. I can get him to take us to where he's trapped." 

Jiang Mingming passed the communicator to Sikong Wuyuan, and Sikong Wuyuan closed his eyes. 

Jiang Ming sensed something and patted him on the shoulder. The two of them instantly disappeared. 

"Lord Jiu Zhu! Lord Sikong Wuyuan!" 

Seeing that they had disappeared into thin air, the old madam and Shang Lele could not help but become anxious. 

They had not thanked the two of them yet. Why did the two of them leave? 

At this moment, Yuan Hehe, who was originally looking at the painting, entered a different space-time and quickly fainted. 

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have come here. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been killed. I don't trust anyone else anymore. Please wake up quickly." 

Kill him? Who died? 

It was as if drops of water were dripping on his face. Yuan Hehe moved and saw the child crying in the blink of an eye. 

The child looked to be five years old. He had his hair tied up in two buns, and his eyes were round. 

Yuan Hehe was about to speak when he suddenly felt a pain in his abdomen. 

When he looked again, he saw that he was lying on the stage with his stomach wrapped in gauze. 

Yuan Hehe suddenly remembered what the child had said just now. 

Was he hit by someone? 

What was going on? 

Also, why didn't he remember this child? 

However, this child stood up excitedly and fell to the ground. 

He cried even harder. 

Yuan Hehe's head hurt. 

He did not do this. 

A figure rushed over to slap him. 

Yuan Hehe quickly grabbed the man's arm and did a backflip. 

The man fell heavily to the ground. 

"Yuan Hehe, do you want to die?" 

The man had an oval face and a red mole on his forehead. He was sprawled on the ground. He glared at Yuan Hehe. 

Yuan Hehe was dumbfounded when he saw his face. 

Who was this person? Why was he here? 

He seemed to have seen this man before. 

He remembered that child too. 

It was the character in the painting, and also Ning Keke's servant in real life. What was going on? 

Moreover, he remembered that the person in the painting was very miserable. Could he be one of the miserable people? 

Yuan Hehe grinned. 

It was so funny when people tried to treat him well after being abusive! 

However, why was he trapped in the painting? He remembered that it was the eldest daughter of the Ning family, Ning Keke, who had invited him. However, the girl in the painting really looked like Ning Keke. 

Ning Keke stood up with her hands on her hips. She frowned. "Yuan Hehe, is this how you treat your master?" 

Ning Yanyan was still pretending to cry. "Keke, it's all my fault. Don't punish him." 

His body did not move at all. 

Master? 

What was going on? 

Yuan Hehe wanted to retort, but he could not help but kneel on the ground. He said stiffly, "Master, I was wrong." 

Huh? 

Yuan Hehe was confused, and he suddenly remembered what Ning Keke had said. 

The person wearing the golden bracelet in the painting was the one being controlled. 

If that was the case, he would probably be shackled as well. 

He remembered that they had said that as long as someone wore this gold bracelet and heard Ning Keke say the word 'master', they would have to be a slave for a day. 

His body was in the painting, but his soul was not with it. That was why his soul was not under Ning Keke's control. 

This was troublesome. Not only was he trapped in the painting, but he was also being ordered around. This was ridiculous. 

"Now, slap yourself." 

Ning Keke's lips curled up slightly as she felt a burst of pleasure. 

Although she did not know what had happened just now, it seemed that this lowly servant still listened to her. 

Now that another puppet had arrived, she was extremely satisfied. 

Yuan Hehe panicked when he saw that his hand was about to hit his face. 

"Wait a minute." 

Seeing that the door was about to open, Ning Keke's expression changed, and she stopped Yuan Hehe. 

Yuan Hehe heaved a sigh of relief and was touched. 

It was likely that Jiang Ming had come. 

When he saw who it was, his face instantly fell. 

He was not Jiang Ming, but the head of the Ning family. 

"Why are you in the painting? This painting is really magical," Yuan Hehe said thoughtfully. 

The fact that he could be in the painting was probably the work of the Ning family. 

Master Ning laughed. "Lord Yuan Hehe, you're really good at joking. I'm here to see you." 

"What do you mean? I'm just here to have fun. Are you going to trap me? I don't seem to be of any use to you." 

Yuan Hehe took a deep breath, but his body could not stop trembling. 

He had wanted to relax a little, but now he had been trapped. Fortunately, he had sent a signal to Jiang Ming. He did not know if Jiang Ming had seen it. 

With that thought, Jiang Ming and Sikong Wuyuan suddenly came in. 

"Oh, who are these two? Could it be that they're also guests you brought? They look really young." 

Master Ning smiled faintly, and his eyes lit up. 

Right now, he needed a large number of souls with spiritual energy. Now that two more had arrived, he was very happy. 

As long as the spiritual energy gathered together, he would be able to become stronger. 

"You're finally here. These two are scheming against me. Hurry up and help me out." 

Yuan Hehe was on the verge of tears. 

He was just a child. Why did they have to treat him like this? 

"Don't worry, we'll take you away now." 

Jiang Ming patted Yuan Hehe's shoulder and pulled him along, intending to escape the painting. However, he was stopped by Master Ning. 

"It wasn't easy for me to trap Lord Yuan Hehe in this painting. How can I let you leave so easily? Just surrender." 

As he spoke, he clenched his fists and tried to punch Jiang Ming between his eyebrows.