Xia Motang inadvertently saw the whip that whipped her. She couldn't figure out why there was a ghostly glow from above. Maybe it's for the sake of good looks, painted with phosphor?

After being pumped many times, Xia Motang finally couldn't bear it anymore and fainted.

"Cut, it's still so unbeaten, I collapsed before I could enjoy it. Xinlian, you sprinkle the invisibility potion I gave you on her, remember, don't make any mistakes! ”

"Yes, third sister, I know what to do without you reminding me, anyway, it's not the first time, don't worry."

"Alright, let's go."

When Xia Motang woke up, it was already midnight, she lit the candle next to her, but she thought about the conversation she had vaguely heard before she fell asleep.

Invisibility potion? What is that? A new type of entertainment or poison?

"Alas, the objects in this world are too strange, so I'd better deal with my injuries seriously." Xia Motang shook his head helplessly and took off the coat that was stuck to the wound.

The back of the girl in the mirror was white, smooth as ever, as if it had never been touched, not even a red mark.

Wounds...... Why is it all gone? Xia Motang tried to touch it with his hand.

"Shhh

But fortunately, in her previous life, she had been on many missions in the land of the dead and learned many ways to deal with wounds.

Xia Motang took out the slightly loose clothes in her closet, put them on and walked out, she looked at the mirror casually, but found that her eyes emitted purple light, but it was not disobedient. Seem...... This is what it is.

Xia Motang blinked and leaned closer, wanting to see more clearly, but the purple color disappeared in an instant.

It must have been beaten too hard, and there was a delusion.

She shook her head, sighed, and pushed open the creaking wooden door.

Outside the door...... It's not your average desolation, the weeds are more than a meter high, and only a few dog-tail grasses are left dangling in the middle.

Xia Motang supported his forehead and dispelled the idea of cleaning up.

But, on second thought, it might be a better use of it, for example...... Conceal.

Xia Motang walked for a long time, and finally found the well, she used a bucket to beat the water, the water is still very clear, and exudes a pure natural fragrance of plants and trees.

She took a bath, the water was very cool, and the faint fragrance lingered all around, and it seemed that the whiplash on her back did not hurt anymore.

Well? No, why does she have a feeling of a scabbed wound?

She touched it, but the scab fell off with her hand, and her skin was as smooth and tender as cream.

Xia Motang's eyes flashed with a light of surprise, this well water ...... It's a good thing.

But...... She looked at her still dirty face in the mirror a little strangely, which was completely different from the touch on her body.

Transfiguration?! A thought flashed through her mind, since this world is so mysterious, it is not surprising that there is such a craft.

Original owner...... It doesn't seem to be as weak as it seems......

But how can we restore our original appearance? Xia Motang pinched his face in the mirror, which was quite real.

"Well......" she sighed, and then find a way to recover. Find out if there's anything available in the room first, maybe maybe it's a mistake, and you can find an antidote.

She opened the wooden cabinet at the head of the bed and immediately noticed a dark red pattern printed on the cabinet.

Manshushava?! She was no stranger to this flower.

Strangely enough, the rest of the cabinet was covered with a layer of dust, but this one was spotless.

After a few seconds, it broke away from the wooden cabinet and slowly moved into the air, transforming into a three-dimensional manshu sawa flower, and the color gradually became brighter.

Xia Motang didn't know why, and felt a trace of gravity leading her forward. She cautiously reached for it, and it glowed brightly when she first touched it, but that was only for what she could see.

The light radiated all around, but it quickly converged on her, and the manjushava swung in a slight circle and rushed straight into her pupils at the speed of light, and she didn't even have time to blink.

There was a sharp pain in her head, as if it was about to be torn apart, and a memory that didn't belong to her flooded into her mind...... She fainted completely.

When she opened her eyes again, the purple in her eyes became more intense, and she smiled, stood up, and walked to the bedside.

Xia Motang moved the bed away with all his might, groped with his hand on the seemingly dirty wall, suddenly stopped, and with a light press, a dark grid suddenly popped up on the wall.

In a special way, she drew a pattern on it, and the dark grid opened to give off a strange fragrance, and several beautiful bottles of different shapes came into view.

She took one out of her hand and smeared the liquid on her face, and the girl in the mirror returned to her original appearance, exactly like the fourteen or fifteen years old she had passed through.

It's good that you don't feel weird when you look unfamiliar.

But...... Xia Motang looked at this pile of bottles, these things are inconvenient to put here, and they are not very safe, safe, complete. She should go and make some money to buy a Qiankun bag.