Lormin reached out and grabbed Sherlock's right wrist with one hand, and pressed the other hand to his chest and heart.

"Do what I say, close your eyes, exhale-in-exhale-"

Even if the flame can be transformed into a gentle life force, everything is too much, and if the soft water is accumulated, it can sweep away the village and wash away the city. If the excessively strong vitality suddenly rushes into the human body, it will cause nosebleeds and heat like chewing a few old ginseng, and at worst, the body will be deformed and proliferated, and even die.

Luo Ming himself has completely adapted to Cang Yan's body, not to mention for the time being, the other people he has treated are also quite good, and their physical strength can stand the test.

And Sherlock's body is just a healthy point, due to the lack of physical fitness, I am afraid that in this regard, it is not much different from ordinary people.

Luo Ming is very confident in his manipulation power, but in the end, Cangyan's manifestation form is still "flame", and the flame itself is an unpredictable thing, and at present, Luo Ming has no way to use it to do particularly subtle things.

Therefore, Sherlock must cooperate with himself in order to absorb the transformed life force. By regularly breathing and regulating the heart, lungs and blood circulation, this force is quickly dispersed and transported throughout the body, without accumulating together and damaging his own body.

After all, it is a relatively delicate job, and Luo Ming is also very focused.

As a result, almost at the same moment, both of their faces changed dramatically......

Luo Ming was slowly outputting Cang Yan, and in the process, he naturally had to keep a high level of attention to the flow of Cang Yan as much as possible.

The touch on the hand doesn't seem to be deceiving, but the perception that extends through the medium of Cangyan sends back a completely different kind of information.

When Cangyan entered Sherlock's body, there was a feeling of diaphragm. Just like the layer of plastic film on the outside of the barrel, although it is not strong, it always needs to be poked to penetrate, but this layer of film is almost nothing in front of Cang Yan, and Luo Ming only noticed this after it was pierced.

His fingertips pressed lightly against Sherlock's chest, and this time, unlike what he had just felt, as if he had touched some kind of reality.

On the wrist of Sherlock's right hand, Luo Ming did not inject Cangyan, and sensed his blood flow by cutting his pulse, but there was an unreal sense of diaphragm.

A guess came to Luo Ming's mind.

"It's... Illusion?!" Almost at the same time, Aya's cry of surprise confirmed Luo Ming's guess, but he was still entering Cang Yan and didn't think about it any more.

However, after this, Luo Ming gradually frowned.

After the diaphragm was penetrated, the forces that made it up began to become disordered.

At first, it was nothing, just ripples in the breeze on the surface of the lake, but then it turned into waves...... It even affected Luo Ming's grasp of the pulse.

It can't go on like this, he calmed down, and a trace of cangyan condensed on his left hand, which was not injected into Sherlock's body, but just penetrated the diaphragm in the same way to perceive the real situation.

"Whew—all right, that's it. “

After just a few minutes, Luo Ming withdrew his hand and breathed a sigh of relief.

But suddenly he saw a vision: the diaphragm fluctuated more and more, even to the point that it was visible to the naked eye.

Eventually, the forces that make up the diaphragm contract and converge in one place.

It was like a drop of water dripping downward, but it stopped abruptly in mid-air, forming a pale blue gemstone hanging from a slender silver chain, emitting a wonderful shimmer, as if it could drip droplets.

"Ah, this ......"

Sherlock was surprised and wanted to say something, but he quickly covered his mouth, and his voice stopped abruptly.

Although Sherlock's voice was originally relatively neutral, Luo Ming just thought that he was immature and didn't change his voice much, but his voice was different at this moment...... The voice had crossed that dividing line and reached the realm of female voices.

In the dim candlelight, Luo Ming looked closely, he- no, under the diaphragm, the difference between her true body and illusion was not very large.

The width of the shoulders, the corners of the eyes, the Adam's apple, and the barren chest that was only slightly bulging...... That's basically all that has changed. After all, Sherlock's original figure is very slender, and his real body is not very developed like a flat plate, and he can disguise himself as a weak male with a little concealment.

Luo Ming only half-jokingly felt that "he has the potential to play a pseudo-girl" before, although in his previous life, people often talked about this kind of topic on the Internet, and some men would even make all kinds of almost perverted comments on such posts, but meeting him in real life still made Luo Ming's mood quite complicated...... Unexpectedly, Sherlock has been a woman from the beginning.

Unconsciously, Sherlock twisted the silver chain with his fingers, biting his lip, and his gaze dodging from side to side, completely uneasy.

Although I don't know why she is pretending to be a man, maybe it's for inheritance, maybe it's some other purpose...... But the purpose must be no small.

Since she dared to accept her "spell", it proved that this disguise was originally very reliable, but now it was pierced by Luo Ming's unreasonable Cang Yan, and it should have hit her quite hard.

Luo Ming sighed and turned his head to look at the night sky outside the window: "The illusion on the necklace should be able to be activated again, right?"

“...... Well. She whispered.

"Actually, it doesn't matter, don't be so depressed. ”

Luo Ming scratched his head, now he really has to find a way to come out and appease her: "I won't chase and ask non-stop, if there is anything you want to discuss with me, just say it, if you don't want to say it, I won't ask."

Actually, it's not that different, if you don't dislike it, I treat you as a younger brother. Now she's just a sister.。

Moreover, it is not uncommon for women to inherit the family business, if everyone else openly declares that they will give up their inheritance rights, or if it is simply up to me to make some people unable to open their mouths again-"

As he spoke, Luo Ming made a throat-slitting motion: "Then even if you take the initiative to show your identity as a woman, the inheritance will not be shaken at all, right?"

At this point, the illusion was not activated again, she just stared at Luo Ming, listening carefully to his words.

"Those are what I said from my brother's standpoint. ”

Luo Ming touched the hilt of the sword on his waist, changed his tone and continued: "As for me as a mercenary, I just want to remind my employer of you.

Since ancient times, the guidelines of mercenaries have been 'don't ask what shouldn't be asked, don't say what shouldn't be said, and keep it secret'. Ordinary bargaining is just that, after all, you get what you pay for, and it is natural to get a reward corresponding to risk and hard work......

But it is very unorthodox to blackmail the employer with the secret that you accidentally learned during the mission. I've always despised this kind of behavior, so don't worry. It was enough to pay the normal amount, and I was only interested in admiring the stars tonight, and I didn't see anything else. ”