"Sasha, just tell me the truth, and at this time, don't hide it from ......me." Zhao Man, she was already very smart, but by now, she had almost guessed that the tone of her voice was so weak that I couldn't hear it clearly.

Qiu Shasha looked at Zhao Man with both eyes, took a deep breath, and said:

"Sister Zhao Man, are you ...... You have a small black scar on the left side of your face, but don't worry, I know someone who will definitely help you heal the black scar on your face. Qiu Shasha didn't tell the truth completely, she turned the fist-sized black scar on Qiu Shasha's face into a small piece.

"How big is that black scar on my face? Is it ugly? Zhao Man looked at Qiu Shasha and asked.

"It's not ugly, it's not ugly......" Qiu Shasha hurriedly waved her hand.

"Do you have mirrors on you?" Zhao Man asked Qiu Shasha, although she paid attention to her appearance, she rarely looked in the mirror and did not wear makeup. Sometimes, it is not a conflict between a woman's focus on appearance and whether she wears makeup or not.

Qiu Shasha shook her head and said no.

"Thirteen, you give me the flashlight first." Zhao Man turned his head to look at me and said.

I hurriedly handed it over, Zhao Man took the flashlight from my hand, and then took out the bright flashlight from her backpack, she turned the two flashlights on one and turned them off, pointed them at each other, and used the glass lens on the flashlight turned off to shine on the left side of her face.

When Zhao Man used the glass piece on the flashlight to see his current appearance and the fist-sized black scar on the left side of his face, his delicate body trembled, and the flashlight in his hand fell to the ground at the same time.

At this time, Zhao Man's eyes were straight, and she looked ahead without saying a word, and then two lines of tears slipped down from the corners of her eyes.

I understand Zhao Man's mood now, if a woman is robbed of her appearance, the pain and sadness are no less than that of a man who has been robbed of his little brother.

"Sister Zhao Man, are you ...... Don't be too upset, I'm telling the truth, I know someone who can heal your face nine times out of ten. Qiu Shasha said at this moment, and she didn't know if her words were true, or if they were used to comfort Zhao Man.

Zhao Man just nodded slightly, did not speak, and still sat on the ground alone, looking at the front in a daze.

"By the way, Sister Zhao Man, I have an ointment here that can wash out the toxins, and I'll help you try it on your face." Qiu Shasha suddenly remembered, and as she spoke, she took out a red wooden box from her pocket, squatted in front of Zhao Man, and helped Zhao Man carefully apply the ointment in the wooden box to her left side of her face little by little.

"Sister Zhao Man, does it hurt?" Qiu Shasha looked at Zhao Man and asked worriedly.

Zhao Man just shook his head lightly and didn't speak. In fact, this ointment is also useful for ordinary toxins, but for this unknown toxin, the probability of having an effect is very low, and Zhao Man also understands this.

But at this time, I also thought of one person at the same time, that is: the ghost doctor Yang Zhentian. Since he can cure the ghost curse on Rushuang's body, I estimate that this little black venom on Zhao Man's face will not be difficult for him.

Thinking of Yang Zhentian, I just wanted to open my mouth to tell Zhao Man about it, but Qiu Shasha grabbed my arm, shook her head gently at me, and signaled me not to disturb her now, let her sit there alone for a while.

I first gathered Yang Qi and looked around carefully, and after finding that there were no hidden Yin and Yang people nearby, I was relieved to walk towards the bonfire behind Qiu Shasha.

When I passed the tent, I heard the fat man who was still snoring, this guy was sleeping peacefully, so many things happened, he was still not woken up, this sleep quality, I am afraid that the postpartum sows are difficult to reach.

After sitting down by the campfire, I glanced back at Zhao Man not far away, and found that she was still sitting motionless.

Sighing, my heart became irritable, to be honest, I would rather my face be like that than see my best friend like this.

"Thirteen, how did Sister Zhao Man's face come about? Why is there a monster on this strange island that looks exactly like you, with fangs and a yin aura? Qiu Shasha also sat down by the campfire, looked at me and asked.

Although she took action to destroy the last yin and yang person, she didn't see what happened before this.

"I was stained with the black liquid spit out of the mouth of one of the yin and yang people, and it became what it is now." I looked at Qiu Shasha and said.

"Maybe you don't know that losing your face is really painful for us women." When Qiu Shasha said this, she couldn't help but sigh softly.

"There will definitely be a way, as long as I go back, I will take her to find the ghost doctor Yang Zhentian, and he can help Sister Zhao Man cure her face." I said.

"Yang Tianzhen? Thirteen, you know him too? Qiu Shasha looked at me with some surprise and asked.

I told Qiu Shasha about Yang Zhentian unraveling the ghost curse for Rushuang, and then looked at her and asked:

"Qiu Shasha, the person you just told Sister Zhao Man can't also be Yang Zhentian, right?"

Qiu Shasha nodded:

"I don't dare to say anything else, at least in the whole of Shandong, the only one who has the ability to cure Sister Zhao Man's face is his weird-tempered old man."

After hearing Qiu Shasha's words, I suddenly heard when Yang Zhentian asked me to kowtow to him thirty times in a row, this old man's temper and personality are not only eccentric, they are simply perverted and sadistic.

"By the way, Thirteen, look at what time it is, don't delay the time to dig that 'Yin Yang Grass'." Qiu Shasha reminded me.

I remembered that I had almost forgotten about the series of events that had just happened, and I glanced at my watch, which was exactly 11:40 a.m., and 20 minutes before 12.

Thanks to Qiu Shasha for reminding me, I would have forgotten about it.

"There are still twenty minutes, I'll go over and take a look at the 'Yin Yang Grass' first." As I spoke, I stood up from the campfire and walked towards the spot where I had found the 'Yin-Yang Grass' with a flashlight.

Following the marks I had made, it was easy to find the 'Yin Yang Grass' that I had tied with a red rope, and I sat down next to it and waited for 12 o'clock to come.

Twenty minutes passed quickly, and as soon as the time was up, I immediately started to carefully take out this 'Yin Yang Grass' from the ground with the candle dragon Jiufeng, and then wrapped it in a cloth and placed it in the mezzanine of my backpack.

I got the 'Yin Yang Grass', and I finally completed the purpose of coming to this 'Yin Yang Island' this time, and I was able to come back from the underworld like frost, but I couldn't be happy now.

There is no other reason, because of Zhao Man's half of the face.

Any woman, wrong, it should be said that any person, he can't bear the sudden addition of a black scar the size of a fist on his face, and half of his face is hideous and terrifying.

Back by the campfire, I took another look at Zhao Man's location, and found that she was still sitting in place with a lost soul, and I felt uncomfortable in my heart, but I didn't know what to say to comfort her at this time, so I had to let her sit there alone for a while.

Just as I sat down, Zhao Man got up and walked towards us.

Although there are still tears on her face at the moment, the expression on her face is no longer as desperate as before, could it be that Zhao Man has figured it out herself? That's right, if you think of a bold woman like her, she will definitely figure it out, and this is not an incurable disease, as long as you don't give up, there will always be a way.

Zhao Man walked up to me and Qiu Shasha, leaned against the bonfire and sat down, she first looked at me and asked:

"Thirteen, don't forget to take that 'Yin Yang Grass', or we'll have to stay on this weird and terrible island for one more night."

"Don't worry, Sister Zhao Man, that 'Yin Yang Grass' is now in my bag." I looked at Zhao Man and said, and then asked her:

"Sister Zhao Man, are you ...... Aren't you sad? ”

The corners of Zhao Man's mouth curled slightly, looked at me and let out a sigh of relief, and said:

"If you lose your horse, don't you know if it's a blessing?"