When Ji Danhuang woke up, his ears were filled with the chatter of Ren Bikong and Wei Chi Charter.

My head was still a little groggy, and I didn't want to move because I was sore. Ji Danhuang closed his eyes and wanted to sleep for a while, but the voices of his master and eighth uncle were too noisy.

Frowning impatiently, Ji Danhuang said weakly: "Master, Eighth Uncle, don't make noise, I want to sleep." "I wanted to turn over and change my position and go to sleep, but as soon as I moved, my whole body was in pain, so I had to give up my efforts.

Forget it, just sleep like this, I'm so tired. Well, this G is pretty cool, but it's quite comfortable.

Licking his slightly dry lips, Ji Danhuang tilted his head and was about to continue sleeping, when suddenly a pair of hands reached over and pinched his shoulders and forcibly dragged him up. Suddenly, the pain spread all over his body, and Ji Danhuang couldn't help but open his eyes, grinning and crying out in pain.

"It hurts, it hurts, Master, you are light!"

As soon as he opened his eyes and saw that his unwisped body was covered with large and small scars, Ji Danhuang couldn't help but gasp, and his sleepiness disappeared.

Oh my god......! Why are there so many injuries!...... He's still alive!

Ignoring the pain in his body, Ji Danhuang hurriedly checked whether there were any missing parts on his body. After checking around and finding that all four limbs were still there, I was a little relieved.

Fortunately, it is not crippled.

"Silly apprentice, this looks good!"

"Huh?" Ji Danhuang looked up at Ren Bikong in amazement, "What look?" means that he is handsome without clothes?

Wei Chi Xian laughed and said, "It is said that scars are a sign of a man. Nephew, look at the scars on your body, Uncle Shi wants to congratulate you on finally becoming a man!"

The corners of Ji Danhuang's mouth twitched. Are they laughing at how ugly the scars are on his body?

Belch...... You won't have a scar on your face......

Ji Danhuang's heart suddenly sank, and he hurriedly looked around for a mirror. Even if you have a scar on your body, don't leave a scar on your face! He still wants to come up with cos! Although it is not difficult to cover a scar with white makeup, it is still better to have no scars after all. He's a big man, so he can't wear makeup in front of a girl in the mirror for an hour or two before going out every day!

"Oh, mirror. Ren Bikong was afraid that Ji Danhuang would tear up the wound again, so he hurriedly handed over the mirror, "Uh...... Apprentice! this ...... Why don't you think about the Erlang God in the future? The Erlang God is actually very handsome, really, I can contact your Sixth Uncle and get you a very majestic dog to come out of the Erlang God with you. ”

Listening to Ren Bikong's words, Ji Danhuang's hand in the mirror stiffened slightly. Why, he suddenly had a very bad premonition?

looked at the mirror suspiciously, and after Ji Danhuang saw his image in the mirror clearly, he threw the mirror out with a "whoosh".

I'll strangle it! What's the matter with that half-finger-long eye-like knife wound on his forehead! Which bastard did this tmd do a good thing! Hurry up and get out of here, Lao Tzu promises not to hack him to death! No wonder Ren Bikong would tell him to let him cos Erlang God, this tmd has really become Erlang God!

Is it easy for him to play a cosplay! Before the feature film was seriously released, someone opened a third eye on the door of his head, God wants to play with him like this!

Ji Danhuang's heart sank to the bottom of the sea at once, and he went to say hello to those sea creatures that grew casually. He finally got rid of the image of an ugly fat man, but now he has to have the three eyes of a Erlang God. Is he glad that the other party didn't leave a long strip on half of his face, so that he wouldn't be able to cos more wooden sword eight in his life! If the opponent is more artistic and opens a lightning bolt on his head, will he only be able to play Harry Potter in this life!

Pulling the quilt over and wrapping himself in a ball, Ji Danhuang just wanted to be isolated from the world. He's in a bad mood and needs to be quiet.

Seeing Ji Danhuang silently shrinking into the quilt, Ren Bikong and Wei Chi Xianzhang glanced at each other, and laughed at the same time with a "poof". There is also a scar removal spirit for sale on TB, why didn't this stupid kid think to ask them, is there any magic bullet that can remove the scar?

"Eh, apprentice, come out! I'll suffocate to death later!" Ren Bikong stretched out his hand to pat Ji Danhuang wrapped in the quilt, "Isn't it just an extra scar? What's the big deal! If someone bullies you in the future, if you take off your clothes, others won't dare to mess with you when they see your scars, how good is this!"

"That's it!" Wei Chi Xianzhang also joked, "With this scar, you don't have to be afraid of others saying that you are a little white face who eats with your face." Especially the scar on your forehead, how handsome and artistic!"

It's okay not to mention the scar on his forehead, but this time Ji Shan Huang is even more troubled, wrapping himself more tightly, and said angrily: "Yes! I really don't look like a little white face like this, I'm a Erlang god!"

He was thrown into such a vicious place for no reason, and was beaten by a group of fierce fellows, leaving this body wounded and having a third eye on his head. The passing year is unfavorable, and you should read the yellow calendar when you go out!

He was sure that he would not be fit to travel today. No, it's not that it's not suitable to travel, it's not suitable to open the door! If he hadn't opened the door at that time, he wouldn't have been so unlucky!

Alas, what a face, this time it can be regarded as ruined. Yes, cover it up with makeup! You should be able to block it with long bangs!

At this point, Ji Danhuang really hoped that the other party could be artistic and open a lightning bolt on his head. Walking on the street and being pointed at and shouting "Harry Potter" is always much better than being pointed at and shouting "Erlang God"!

"Okay, okay, don't be depressed!" Ren Bikong ripped off the quilt on Ji Danhuang's body, "Get up and drink some porridge, and wait for you to give you medicine to remove this scar." As he spoke, he brought a bowl of brown sugar millet porridge to Ji Danhuang.

This child has lost too much blood, give him some confinement rice to replenish his blood!

Ji Danhuang was stunned: "Master, can I remove this scar?"

Ren Bikong laughed: "Nonsense! Don't look at who your master is! Hurry up and eat, I'll have to give you medicine after eating." Alas, I'm a master who deserves it, it's really worrying. Stuffed the porridge into Ji Danhuang's hand, touched the medicine box and began to dispense the medicine.

Ji Danhuang's mood suddenly improved, and he happily held the porridge bowl and poured it into his stomach, and did not forget to raise his head and add a complaint in the middle: "Master, why didn't you say it earlier if you can get rid of the scar, it will make me worry for a long time." ”

Ren Bikong said: "It's you who are stupid, and you blame the master for not saying it earlier! Hurry up and eat yours!"