The pigtail was punctured by Wednesday and stood up awkwardly and nervously, not knowing what to do.

Wednesday looked at the extraordinarily festive pigtails, and he didn't have any scolding thoughts, but just pretended to be angry and said, "Do you want to live, hand over all the things on your body, and I will spare you from death." ”

"This," the pigtail hesitated a little, but seeing Wednesday's cold face, he quickly took out the pieces on his body and piled them on the ground.

Looking at the small pile of bits and pieces, Wednesday frowned and asked, "Where's the storage ring?"

The pigtail looked at Wednesday in surprise, and said half-loudly, "Do you think I look like someone who can afford a storage ring?"

Now it's Wednesday's turn to be surprised, isn't the storage ring a common commodity?

At this time, Chrissy laughed and scolded on the side: "Don't run yet, what are you waiting for?"

Pigtails looked at Chrissy and then at Wednesday, and saw that the two of them really didn't seem to plan to hold him accountable, bowed in surprise and disappeared into the night.

"Do you dare to make an idea for me, do you want me to return you to your brother?" said Wednesday in anger when the pigtails disappeared.

Chrissy didn't care at all, "Don't pretend, you're going to scare those low-IQ minions," she said, pointing to a pile of bits and pieces on the ground and asking, "What do you want these for?"

Wednesday squatted down and picked up the small bag containing gold coins, and looked at more than thirty of them. This small bag is very delicately designed, and the small pocket is designed with dense lattices, each compartment can be stuffed with three to five gold coins, and no matter how many gold coins are contained, there will be no clanging sound of gold coins colliding. Unfortunately, it doesn't work on Wednesday, and it's a decoration in front of the inventory and storage rings.

After taking out the gold coins and putting them away, seeing Chrissy's surprised eyes, Wednesday shrugged his shoulders and said, "No way, I'm poor, after I invited you to a big meal in the evening, there are less than ten gold coins left on my body," After speaking, he stared at Chrissy curiously and asked, "Why are you okay?"

"Is that ecstasy?" Chrissy asked, wide-eyed, "but unfortunately compared to the poison in my body, it can only be considered pediatric, and I didn't feel it at all when I smoked it." ”

Now it was Wednesday's turn to be even more surprised, "Are you poisoned?

"I don't know, anyway, the poison that turned me from a beautiful girl swordsman into a sick beauty should be the poison that my brother specially found for insurance," Chrissy said lightly, not at all like a person who was poisoned.

However, Wednesday was more concerned about Chrissy saying that she had changed from a female warrior to a sick beauty, so she asked curiously, "Are you still a swordsman?"

Chrissy groaned, covered her mouth and said regretfully, "I said that I missed my mouth, but you found out," she sighed, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you tell you, I'm just an intermediate swordsman." ”

"That's good," Wednesday praised, and then said, "Let's rest first, you can sleep well tonight, and I'll help you get up tomorrow and see if I can help you detoxify." ”

Chrissy nodded excitedly, "I know that your Li family has a lot of tricks, and I'm worried that you won't be fascinated." ”

Wednesday laughed in her heart, Chrissy looked like a big girl, but in fact, she was still very guarded. That group of people secretly smoked and consciously did it secretly, but let alone hiding it from Wednesday, even Chrissy found out early. But Wednesday was still curious what Chrissy would do if he was really hooked.

Judging from her performance tonight, Chrissy is definitely not as helpless as she herself says, and there are definitely some life-saving back-ups. However, these can only be explored later, and there is more important things to do now, that is, to quickly force the smoke in his body out of his body.

Wednesday just looked majestic, in fact, it can be regarded as a strong outsider, if there are more people on the other side, Wednesday will have no good way, but to fight. Because he was really hit, he inhaled a lot of smoke and almost collapsed, but at the critical moment, it was his slightly meager internal force that came out to save the scene.

Wednesday's internal strength is not very strong, and "Mixed Yuan Jin" is not a high-level internal strength, but it can also actively reject the abnormal state in the body. When Wednesday found that his body was abnormal, he hurriedly drove the internal force to disperse those abnormal states, but the effect has been relatively weak. From the discovery of the anomaly to the time when I had to take action on Wednesday, it took nearly twenty minutes, and Wednesday was only temporarily suppressing those smokes.

If he wants to completely force those smoke out of his body, Wednesday doesn't know how long it will take, he only knows that he can't delay it any longer, otherwise he will lose face in front of Chrissy.

Driving Chrissy back to the tent, Wednesday hurriedly sat down and entered the Dingyun Gong, consciously urging the internal force to suppress the cloud of smoke that he had temporarily suppressed. In fact, Wednesday was not sure if it was the smoke that he suppressed, but it was definitely the main culprit who made him drowsy and weak.

It's like being hit by Terry's water spell, Wednesday is persecuted little by little, and it is resolved little by little, of course he doesn't understand the principle, but as long as he knows that it has an effect. This kind of exercise lasted for almost an hour, and the last bit of smoke in the body was dispelled, and it was only on Wednesday that he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Seeing that it was already dark, Wednesday stepped out of the tent to wake Chrissy so that he could hurry up. It's just a tent, but I saw a little monkey not much bigger than his fist squatting pitifully at the mouth of his tent, a pair of big black eyes full of grievance and timidity, but still looking at Wednesday dodgy.

In the middle of the night on Wednesday, I vaguely heard movement outside the tent, and thought it was another bird or a small animal or a small insect, but it turned out to be this little monkey. Seeing that the little monkey still had an iron chain attached to his thin leg, Wednesday bent down to untie it, and then waved his hand to drive the little guy away.

It's just that the little monkey seems to recognize Wednesday, and after helping it untie the chain, not only did it not leave, but stretched out its thin paws to grab Wednesday's trouser leg, like a lost child.

Looking at this little monkey, Wednesday was a little cautious, but he had no experience in raising monkeys at all, and it was not very convenient on the way, so he waved it away and let it go.

The little monkey is also very sensible, seeing Wednesday's gesture, he timidly turned back three times, and looked forward to Wednesday being able to change his mind.

It's not that Wednesday is hard-hearted, but that he knows that he is in danger now, and this little monkey may not be much safer with him than in the forest. Therefore, it is also a hassle to simply drive the little monkey away on Wednesday.

But just then, Chrissy came out of the tent with sleepy eyes, "Morning, Mr. Bruce, who are you talking to?" and then opened her eyes and screamed, and then swooped up to the little monkey, "Hee hee monkey, where did you find it?" and said that he was about to catch the little monkey with both hands.

Unfortunately, the little monkey was very faceless, and when Chrissy pounced on it, he swished as if frightened, shook off his thin short legs and jumped behind Wednesday at great speed, and then pulled Wednesday's leggings to reveal a big round eye and looked nervously at Chrissy.

Wednesday saw Chrissy being tricked by a little monkey and thought it was funny. But he quickly reacted, looked at the little monkey behind his leg and asked, "This is the hee monkey?" Wednesday thought it was a lost little monkey at first, but he didn't expect it to be the hee monkey that had scared him.

Chrissy smiled and stood up, "yes, haven't you seen that?"

Wednesday bent down and held the little monkey in the palm of his hand, looked at it carefully, and said, "Yes, I saw it once before, and I only glanced at it from a distance, and I was terrified by them at the time," said as he teased the strange monkey in the palm of his hand with his fingers.

The baby monkey is not big, and it doesn't look at age on Wednesday, but judging by the smoothness of the fur and the smoothness of the skin, it should be a young little monkey. Strange to say, this little monkey is not afraid of Wednesday at all, but has a special sense of attachment.

"You're a good man," Chrissy said sourly.

Wednesday coughed, "No, I'd rather you say I'm a bad person," he asked, "Why do you say that?"

"Bad guys?" Chrissy muttered, and then looked at the little monkey in Wednesday's hand with envy, "Don't you know? Hee Hee Monkey is almost not close to humans, at most it is harassing them from afar, and over the years, although these little guys have often been captured, the chance of feeding them is very low, and even fewer will take the initiative to get close to humans." ”

"Why is that?" asked Wednesday curiously, "and why is this one like this?"

Chrissy walked to Wednesday's side and looked at the hee monkey in Wednesday's hand with envy, "I don't know, the legend says that this monkey is very magical, has the ability to distinguish human nature, and they will only contact people they think are harmless, that is, the people they are willing to contact are good people, big good people." ”

Good people, your sister, muttered in my heart on Wednesday, on the earth, good people are about to become derogatory, and they have become the spokesperson for the orphan. Of course, Wednesday didn't bother to explain, just looked at the timid little monkey in his hand suspiciously, deeply suspicious. The most plausible explanation for Wednesday Jue is that the monkey is very vigilant, so it is regarded as a psychic species.

It's just that whether the monkey is psychic or not, Wednesday doesn't want to take it with him, because then the little monkey will become his nameplate, and he can be recognized everywhere he goes. If it's just an ordinary monkey, it's still a hee-hee monkey that is almost impossible to be raised by humans, and when you walk down the street, Wednesday is as conspicuous as a searchlight in the night.