"Woooooooooo......oo Master, I feel disfigured. Luo Wusheng took the small mirror and looked at himself in the mirror, and complained for the Nth time. In fact, her face is much better than before. But people are like this, when things start to be repaired, no matter how bad they are, they are perfect, and now they are close to beauty, they are also incomplete.

The ghost-faced Gu Yu was silent at all, and complained secretly, he really wanted to give Luo Wusheng a little more ecstasy at this moment, and then pierce the needle to make her stop and stop, at least she was really well-behaved and possible when she was still asleep yesterday morning, where is it like now...... However, the ghost-faced Gu Yu was just such a casual comparison, and he didn't really want Luo Wusheng to talk about it. In fact, he also wanted to use the needle at one time to completely cure the dispersible poison, but this was a powerful dispersion effect, plus Luo Wusheng's own physique, so he needed to apply the needle for the third time.

The embarrassment of silence slowly dissipates in the large and small wooden rotating plating, and only the food can drown everything out.

The days were spent in an ordinary way, Luo Wusheng continued to read the history of Liangguo without any trouble, and also began to practice her voice, her voice was still hoarse, but she could sing the song. Every time she started to practice the song, Ye Qingjue and the ghost-faced Gu Yu would basically listen to it on the sidelines, if Luo Wusheng's singing was the ethereal and pure music of the Nine Heavens before, then now Luo Wusheng's singing is more of the vicissitudes and silence under the hoarseness.

Ye Qingjue seems to be busier than before, and he used to basically die in the Scholar Pavilion, not out of the door, and the master of the second door. Lately, he had to go out several times a day, and although he tried to look normal every time he came back, Luo Wusheng sensed that he had encountered something tricky.

But the ghost-faced Guyu is the same as before, reading books, divination, and messing with a bunch of strange things about herself, Luo Wusheng also followed suit, moved in the east, and made it in the west, and finally came to the conclusion that she should stay away from those boring things, because she was bitten on the hand, scared her guts, and even sprayed with black poison. The ghost-faced Gu Yu didn't say anything about her, nor did he scold her, the elder who completely shook his hand, only when his life was in danger, he would feed Luo Wusheng the antidote at lightning speed, and the rest of the time, what he decided to do, he would suffer his own joy, anger and sorrow.

Another seven days passed, and the Scholar Pavilion

"Master..."Luo Wusheng had a begging look, this was the first time she came to this world that she felt the need to have a good talk with her more powerful master, after all, the master is the master, and the name is true, so he must have a way to heal the injury without pricking needles, so she naturally needs to be soft when she should be soft immediately.

However, the ghost-faced Gu Yu had already seen that Luo Wusheng was going to play a pitiful card, if the medicine could not be exposed, then he would definitely choose the medicine first, and he also knew that the medicine was much safer and more secure than the needle. However, he can't. Now is not the time when there is no way, and now is even more unsuitable for exposure, otherwise his delay in eating and waiting for death for so many years will not be in vain, and once exposed, no one can predict what will become of the two countries and three cities. Therefore, he can only use the method of needle pricking, and he is the one who administers the needle, and he is still sure of this method. Therefore, he could only be ruthless and let Luo Wusheng suffer a little. "No, it has to be pierced. ”

When Luo Wusheng heard this answer, she had already offered countless blank eyes to the ghost-faced Gu Yu in her heart, if violence could solve the problem, she would have solved it long ago. Sometimes she thinks just leave it at that, it's a lot better anyway. Unexpectedly, Ghost-faced Gu Yu told her that once the toxins in her body started to be treated, they would become active, and if they were not treated in time, the toxins would spread, and eventually she might bleed to death. Luo Wusheng's mind immediately came to mind the tragic head that he often saw on TV dramas, the bloody head of the seven orifices. She originally thought that the ghost-faced ancient jade was purely to scare her, and she didn't intend to believe it. But for two days in a row, her ears itched terribly, and when she pulled out, she found that there was a clotted blood clot inside, and after the blood clot, there was blood, and her nose would bleed unnaturally. Therefore, Luo Wusheng was instigated. can only beg the ghost-faced Gu Yu to use a separate method without needles as he is now. She still said with a pitiful face: "Master, can you tie it a little less?"

"Yes. As soon as the ghost-faced Gu Yu finished speaking, he saw Luo Wusheng's eyes suddenly radiate a light of hope, but what he said next dimmed the light in her eyes, "Less needles, more times." ”

Luo Wusheng muttered in disappointment, "Can't you just not get a needle?"

Ghost-faced Gu Yu naturally heard it, "Yes." ”

Luo Wusheng saw that Gu Yu didn't follow the words of reversal, there was still a trace of excitement in her heart, and it really worked for her master to pretend to be pitiful, in order to prevent her happy mood at the moment from ruining the pitiful atmosphere she had created, she whispered in disbelief, "Then don't get a needle." ”

The corners of Ghost-faced Guyu's mouth twitched, "Okay." Then he turned around and said to Damu Xiaomu, "Damu Xiaomu, go and bring my set of knives." Then, Da Mu and Xiao Mu took the order and went down, and the two of them mourned silently for Luo Wusheng in their hearts, once it was mainly used by the knife, it would be a big job, similar to the big unloading of eight pieces and the like.

"Huh?" Luo Wusheng looked confused, naturally he didn't know what he was going to do with the knife, and he didn't know what the ghost Gu Yu was going to do, whether this had some connection with her not pricking needles, so she saw Luo Wusheng's voice call cautiously with trembling, "Master......" She hoped that this call would make his master return to normal a little.

Ghost-faced Guyu turned around and looked at Luo Wusheng in embarrassment, "Oh, of course I'm looking for a knife to peel off my face." With that, the corners of his mouth went up, like a demon seeing evil and triumphantly dominating the world.

Luo Wusheng instantly shook his spirits, returned to normal, and a white eye was already offered, "Prick the needle, prick the needle, what is the murder?"

"Huh?" The ghost-faced Gu Yu was a little caught off guard when he saw Luo Wusheng's face suddenly change. In other words, he didn't murder her, he didn't do it before, and he didn't have it now. Besides, it seems that only she, Luo Wusheng, bullied him as a master.

At this time, Ye Qingjue came back from outside, and was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him, "What's wrong?"

Luo Wusheng turned around with an arrogant face, and replied by the way, "It's okay, get a needle." ”

"Come on!" Luo Wusheng looked like he was at home, and looked at the ghost-faced Gu Yu and Ye Qingjue on the side.

Ye Qingjue shook Luo Wusheng's hand, "Don't worry, everything will be fine, I promise." ”

Seeing that Ye Qingjue was so virtuous and gentle, Luo Wusheng kept up with his emotions and nodded vigorously, "Well, wait for me to wake up." ”