Just when Wu'er was about to fall to the ground, Wan Xiuniang reluctantly stretched out her hand to hold her up, and dragged her to her couch like a half-hug and half-pull.

Seeing Wu'er lying on the couch unconscious with her eyes closed, Xiu Niang turned around and took the oil lamp and put it on the couch, looking through the light, she found that although Wu'er's skin on her face was not rough, her skin was slightly yellow, and her appearance was extremely ordinary.

Xiuniang carefully recalled the seemingly unintentional actions of Wu'er before, although there were no flaws, but the woman's sixth sense made her feel that something was wrong.

A thought flashed through her mind, isn't this Wu'er fake?

I think that there are no more than two kinds of transfiguration techniques in the world, one is to use herbs to make a medicinal juice and apply it to the face to achieve the effect of transfiguration, and the other is to wear a mask as thin as a cicada's wings to cover the original face. But no matter what kind of disguise technique, as long as you look closely, there will be flaws.

Thinking of this, Xiuniang stretched out her hands again, touched Wu'er's face for a long time, but did not find the mark of wearing a human skin mask, she reflexively took off a wet face towel from the shelf, and wiped it vigorously on Wu'er's face, until Wu'er's face was wiped red, and there was no trace of the medicinal juice being wiped off, and the skin on Wu'er's face was still yellow and black.

Xiuniang looked at Wu'er's neck again, but she didn't see that the skin on her neck was different from the skin on her face.

She didn't give up, and rolled Wu'er's sleeve tube to the top, although the skin of her arm exposed to the lamp was more delicate and whiter than the skin on her face, but this was just because of the normal situation of being covered in her clothes all year round, and it didn't seem to be anything special.

Xiuniang pinched Wu'er's right hand and looked over and over again, only to see that the back of that hand was slightly rough, and the palm was slightly calloused, which was caused by long-term rough work.

Putting down Wu'er's hand, the embroidery lady breathed a sigh of relief and rearranged Wu'er's clothes. I touched Wu'er's outer and inner clothes again, but found that there was nothing.

Xiuniang chuckled, and her heart said that she might be too careful, so that she was suspicious.

She saw Wu'er on the couch fall asleep, and knew that Wu'er, who had been clicked on the acupoint, would not wake up at all for an hour, so she was not in a hurry, turned around and sat down at the table, took a pen and paper, and drew quickly.

After another cup of tea, she saw the oil core in the lampshade on the table suddenly flashed, she immediately stopped writing, and when she looked up, there was already a masked black-clothed man standing in front of her, revealing only a pair of calm and waveless eyes.

When the man saw her coming, he did not speak, but only symbolically hugged her fist.

Xiuniang seemed to have been waiting for this person for a long time, and it was not strange to see this person appear quietly, and she didn't mind this person's slightly cold attitude, nodded, pointed to Wu'er on the couch, and said, "Carry her to the outer bed." ”

The man looked indifferent, picked up Wu'er and quickly walked to the outhouse, threw her on the bed, and then returned to the back room.

After the embroidery girl finished drawing the last stroke, she lifted the paper and blew it, and Fang respectfully asked, "What do you have to tell the helper?" ”。

The man's voice was hoarse and said, "The gang leader has ordered you to find out the approximate time and approximate plan of the Jiaolong Gang's attack on Xiangyang. ”

Xiuniang lowered her eyes and said, "I searched in the courtyard for a long time last night and found nothing, and I didn't even know where the wild monk was resting. During the day, I walked around this house again, and found that there were many institutions in the courtyard, and many places could not be approached at all. ”

The man glanced at her coldly and said lightly, "I have ordered Wuxin to come to your aid." ”

The embroidery lady was overjoyed and said, "It's so good, thank you for helping me gather in the hall." ”

"Not necessarily! This is a matter within the gang, and if this matter is done well, the helper will reward him for his merits. ”

The embroidered lady bowed her head, thought for a moment, seemed to have a plan in her heart, looked up and asked, "Can you bring medicine?" ”

The man took out a palm-sized gray bag from his bosom and handed it to her, saying, "Enough for a few people." ”

After the embroidery girl carefully put away the small bag, she asked: "Now I don't dare to make any moves, and I have also cut off the news exchange with the hall, for fear of being discovered by the monk, but I don't know what the situation in Xiangyang is now?" ”

The man said: "Xiangyang City seems to be nothing unusual on the surface, but in fact, the government has already strengthened the guards at several city gates, and the people who enter and leave Xiangyang every day are checked very closely, and the night patrol soldiers have also been added to the city, thinking to prevent the Jiaolong Gang from mixing people into the city." After a pause, he said, "Wan Yuanwai has received the letter from the bald donkey early this morning, and everything is going according to plan. ”

The embroidery lady had guessed the content of the letter, and every step was in the estimation of the helper, so she didn't ask any more, looked down and saw that the ink on the paper in her hand had dried, and handed it to the man: "This is a rough map of this house, in which I guess that there are organs have been marked, so that Wuxin can make a reference." ”

The man glanced at it casually, folded it carefully and stuffed it into his arms, and was about to speak, when suddenly his eyes moved slightly, and the man had already swept out.

Xiuniang was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, thinking that the person's kung fu was profound, and his ears were particularly keen, thinking that there was a voice outside that was heard by that person, and he must have gone out at this moment to find out.

Xiu Niang thought about it, got up and walked to the door of the outhouse and looked out.

There is no moon in the sky, the lantern hanging outside the door has been extinguished for some reason, the porch is not lit for some reason, the backyard is pitch black, and the trees not far away stand in the dark like a figure.

The man followed the voice and disappeared from nowhere. The embroidery girl didn't dare to reveal her identity at will, so she retracted her head again, and was about to close the door, but her hand stopped on the latch.

She clearly saw a man standing on the corridor two feet away from the door, staring blankly at this place.

Xiuniang pretended to exclaim, and asked in a trembling voice, "Who is it?" Don't scare the slaves. ”

The man's body also trembled, and he took two steps to the door, and the embroidery girl involuntarily took a few steps back, and when she stabilized her body, she saw that it was the little maid in charge of the backyard.

Xiuniang patted her chest and panted slightly: "At night, you don't even carry the lamp." ”

The little guy opened his eyes left and right a few times, and said suspiciously: "Strange, isn't the little one dazzled?" ”

The embroidery lady asked, "What's the matter?" In his heart, he saw a figure coming out of the house.

The little guy shook his head and said to himself, "Xu is wrong." He bowed again and said, "Childe asked the little one to pass the word, saying that there is still something important to do at this time, and he will definitely come over later, just let the little lady sleep first, don't bolt the door." ”

Without waiting for the embroidery lady to answer, he looked into the house again, and suddenly saw Wu'er lying motionless on the bed, he said "Huh" and said, "What's wrong with Sister Wu'er?" ”

Xiuniang was shocked, but said quietly on her face: "Wu'er is a little unwell today, so I let her sleep first." ”

The little guy took two steps in, and just as he stepped into the threshold, he asked with concern, "Do you want the little one to ask the doctor to come and have a look?" ”。

Xiuniang waved her hand and said: "It's late now, don't disturb others, Wu'er is too tired, just sleep, if it's not good tomorrow, you can go and please." ”

The little girl nodded clearly: "In this way, I won't disturb the little lady anymore, and the little one will go to the front yard to reply to the child." With that, he bowed again, retreated to the door, and walked along the corridor to the backyard door.

Seeing him walk into the night, Xiuniang hurriedly reached out to cover the door, but she never saw that behind her, Wu'er lying on the bed quietly raised her eyelids.