When Tian Tian woke up, the blush on my face gradually faded, and I secretly lifted my clothes to look at my skin, and my red complexion returned to bronze. It seems that the poison of the dregs is gone.

I don't know what the reason is, maybe it's some kind of miracle: I used my internal skills to look at my whole body, and I didn't find any abnormalities in my internal organs, and my expanded true qi returned to the level of the initial level of internal strength, and my body was the same as before, but there was still some pain in my back - it was a back injury half a month ago, and it had nothing to do with the dregs, and it should be healed after ten and a half days of cultivation.

This matter of dregs related to my little life was gently revealed.

It's hard to believe, but the facts are in front of me.

Maybe Murong Zhi used some kind of herb when I was asleep to do good deeds and heal me without leaving a name?

I didn't ask her.

I didn't go to arrest anyone that night. For seven days in a row, I didn't arrest anyone.

My outings were just to hunt enough wingless birds for Murong Zhi and me.

The radius of hunting is getting larger and larger.

I deliberately stayed away from the town of the Chinese people.

I discovered that the wingless birds we first encountered were actually flocks of birds grazing by the townspeople. The first time we hunted a few was not a problem, but over time it might arouse the suspicion of the townspeople, so we were forced to search for wild wingless birds in the distance.

Due to special circumstances, I have temporarily canceled my plan to contact the Chinese people on the island - once I have captured someone and set up intelligence, I will start a series of continuous operations. But I'm not in a position to do it right now

- Murong Zhi is sick and has a fever.

It may be the unaccustomed to the water and soil, it may be the cycle of a woman, it may be the outbreak of fatigue accumulated in half a month, it may be the restlessness of yesterday.

The next day she was so hot that her limbs were so limp that she could not get up. There were many red bumps on her skin. I took care of Murong Zhi for three days, using the wind and cold herbs in the Na Ring, and on the fourth day, she was able to enter the water a little, but the high fever still did not go away.

It's really superficial, this stupid dolphin has visited us a few times and sent some fish and shrimp. I sometimes hunt far away, and I also bother him to guard Murong Zhi on my behalf and prevent wild beasts from burrowing.

"It's a drums. At that time, I passed the storm ring and ate a few more Tsukidans. Murong Zhi was finally able to speak for a longer time on the fifth day. She leaned into my arms, and analyzed weakly,

"If I didn't die on the first day, I won't die after that. Dan slag is slowly entered into the body and then flare-up. The first violent attack did not die, at least it saved his life. Now rip my clothes apart. All. ”

My heart was pounding and I couldn't breathe

- You want me to tear your clothes, not me to play hooligan.

If I strip you naked, you won't cut my roots with alfonsino seabream.

- She won't, and now she doesn't have the strength to stand up, how can she make a goldenfish?

My hands were extremely nervous, and I thought that the matter of stripping a woman's clothes was three times and five divided by two, and the big prostitutes-insects in the spring palace were all so neat. But my hands, inexperienced and overly excited, took a thousand or so breaths to finish.

- I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I'll do my best to make sure I don't make mistakes in front of your seductive body again.

I silently prayed for my mother's Confucian teachings

- I want to be a gentleman, I want to be a gentleman. No, the gentleman's requirements are too high, please let my moral standards jump quickly from a villain to a hypocrite!

She had hundreds of red eyes on her body - no, they were all poisonous blood bumps from a danzha attack.

I immediately sublimated to the rank of gentleman - because my appetite was overwhelming.

Murong Zhi stuffed the alfonsino into my hand.

"Can you look directly at my body now?"

- I want to say I can't, it's horrible.

"Yes. You want me to cut all your poisonous bumps with a dagger?" I asked.

"Not bad. ”

"Do you want to eat hemp boiling, it will let go of a fifth of your blood, and it hurts. Not afraid?"

"You don't have to eat hemp boiling. I've been punished for my delusions, and that's nothing. ”

I threw a fire spell to roast the dagger, then slashed it down.

In the middle, because of the large blood loss, Murong Zhi fainted a few times. I applied hemostatic medicine to her and waited for her to recover before continuing the operation. After a total of three hours, I completed the operation, and Murong Zhi did not say a word.

- I occasionally wonder why I was able to survive the Dan Dzha attack without any danger? When I crossed the Storm Ring, I actually secretly ate a lot more Tsukidan.

But I couldn't help but discuss it with Murong Zhi, for fear that she would be suspicious and affect her recovery.

On the seventh day, Murong Zhi, who was still in the sleeper, mentioned to me again about the arrest of people.

"My dregs are basically cleared, and my whole body is also covered with muscle-building medicine, so I won't leave scars in the future. You don't have to protect me, just go ahead with our actions. ”

"Don't be in such a hurry, when you can return to your old state, let's act together. ”

"I know what you're thinking, you must be trying to be lazy again. ”

- She's right.

"I don't get paid for doing good deeds. I want to relax for a few more days. ”

Murong Zhi took out a human skin mask from the ring and stuffed it into my hand,

"We've been here for almost ten days. The townspeople are not deaf or blind. The longer we stay here, the more likely we are to be discovered. Intelligence and opportunities cannot be lost. Obedient, the original sword is empty. ”

"Oh-"

- You're my puppy.

Curious, I put on my human skin mask and looked at myself in the clear pool—my reflection was a different person: a mediocre-looking man who was instantly forgotten. I've admired his name for a long time: it's the legendary passerby.

I gently tore the human skin off my face, and I couldn't remove it for a while. The human skin mask seemed to fit my original face perfectly. No, it should be said that it grows on my flesh, and every pore of the human skin breathes like my real pores. It took a lot of force to tear it off, and it felt like I was peeling my face off.

The Murong family really has this kind of disguise thing.

"This human skin is attached, and it can also shield the cultivators' divine sense scanning, because it grows directly on your face, and they can't see through you. If you learn Xiao Wuxianggong, you can simulate the aura of another person, and then the master of reading qi will not be able to guess your identity. It's a pity I don't have time to teach you. You put on this human skin mask to set up information. ”

- This human skin is indeed an artifact. I put on the mask and became a completely different person. Another advantage is that as a passer-by to listen to information, there is only a 1 percent chance that the other party will remember what they came into contact with me.

I have to say that the face of passerby Jiajun and the face of beauty are the two most effective faces in the world. The face of a beauty is to catch people's eyes, and the face of passers-by is to hide people's eyes. The Assassin and Intelligence Organizations value the faces of passers-by the most: Passerby Class B masks can be photographed on the black market for 1,000 taels of gold (1 in 10 contacts can remember seeing Passerby B), and Passerby Class A masks are 10,000 taels of gold (1 percent of contacts can remember seeing Passerby A). This face is a blessing obtained from cultivating ten lifetimes, and it is skillful and ingenious, and no matter how good a painter is, he can't paint it.

I can't put it down, like stroking a sword and a horse.

"One more thing, we have to string together the confession of the origin of the background. ”

"What do you mean?"

"We're always going to have to get in touch with the people in the town in the future. It seems that Confucianism is flourishing in this town, do you want to tell them that we are pirates in the future, and you are not afraid of being hanged by them?"

I don't think it's necessarily a shame for us pirates, but we still have to bow our heads for the sake of the situation.

"Then let's say that it is a Wubao homeless who came to Baiyun Township to avoid the war in the Central Plains. Parents and others died in the Storm Ring, and we narrowly escaped with our lives. ”

Murong Zhi lowered her head and pondered,

"You haven't forgotten the classics of Confucianism. Can you still recite the scriptures?"

"My mother beat me a lot, and I still remember it. If you want me to play the guqin or something, I can also come to a few paragraphs of "High Mountains and Flowing Water" and "Yangguan Three Stacks". ”

I am not lacking in Confucian upbringing, which is the credit of my mother's education for many years. Now comes in handy for impersonating an identity.

"Where did your martial arts come from? How do you explain your armor and weapons?"

"My father is the master of Wubao Fort, and he is naturally a Jindan martial artist, teaching us martial arts to protect ourselves in troubled times, which makes perfect sense. ”

"Alright, let's get out. I'll be your cousin from now on. Your mother's surname is Murong, and she is my mother's sister. ”

- How can you be domineering! I have never explicitly admitted that you are my sister! You have been my handmaid for ten years!

"Don't change your mind. I absolutely insist on the above identity in front of others, and if you don't agree with me in any way, we're all going to die ugly. ”

Murong Zhi added.

I found out that she had also learned to blackmail.