Last day.
Early that morning, Lan Zhao opened his eyes before dawn. He looked at the bed curtains and was stunned for a while. He sat up and drank another glass of water. Although the windows were blocked by black curtains, he would still wake up when dawn came. Some light came through, and now it was so dark that she couldn't see her fingers. She guessed that it was still very early, and getting up now seemed to cause trouble to others, right? With this thought in mind, she lay down again, but her eyes were clear and there was no trace of sleepiness at all.
"Is it really going to be okay?" She folded her hands on her chest and muttered to herself.
I don't know how long it took for the sky to slowly lighten up, and a faint light came in. A maid knocked on the door gently and brought a basin and water in. She also got up to wash up. After cleaning up, she put the basin at the door and left. There was a knock on the door, and the maid opened the door and took away the things.
After a while, Yun Cai asked outside: "Miss Lan Zhao, have you packed up? Is it okay to have breakfast now?"
"Okay." She replied softly.
Lan Zhao could only eat clear soup and water during this period. Ruan Xianbei was afraid that she would be greedy, so except for the first day, they basically ate separately. After everyone had finished their breakfast, Ruan Xianbei came over.
"Thump thump thump thump—! I'm coming!"
Ruan Xianbei looked a hundred times happier than Lan Zhao himself.
"Are you nervous? Are you looking forward to it? Did you sleep well last night? Are you ready to unveil this mystery with me? Ah Zhi! Bring in all my things!"
Lan Zhao sat on the chair with his back straight, his face expressionless but his figure a little stiff.
Ruan Xianbei joked with her and said, "Don't be nervous if it's okay. If it doesn't work, just do another seven plus seven."
"Yeah." Unexpectedly, Lan Zhao pursed his lips and hummed heavily.
Ruan Xianbei's expression immediately fell, "I am making you happy, Zhaozhao, do you have some confidence in me?"
Only then did Lan Zhao laugh.
Yun Zhi brought in a basin of warm water and the catgut and other things she prepared last time. Ruan Xianbei washed his hands and prepared to show Lan Zhao the results of half a month.
After taking off the gauze and applying the thick medicine on her face, she couldn't see the original appearance. Ruan Xianbei used a square towel to gently wipe off the dark brown paste on her face, gradually revealing her original skin.
"Does it hurt here?" Ruan Xianbei asked as he touched the scar.
"I don't feel anything." Lan Zhao said.
"Ah, I'm recovering well. The threads I prepared are no longer needed." After wiping his face three times and finally wiping off the ointment, Ruan Xianbei stood up the bronze mirror on the table and said, "Zhao Zhao, look at it. .”
Lan Zhao bit his lip and made up his mind to look up at himself in the bronze mirror and was shocked.
Since re-incision on the scar is equivalent to another injury at that location, that line will recover slower than other places. What was originally a scar as thick as a small reptile now only has a faint thin line mark on the face. The surrounding keratin scars have fallen off, leaving behind a pale pink color where the skin is regrowing. It seems that it has almost recovered. .
She had such a deep cut.
"It's so beautiful." Ruan Xianbei praised, not sure whether he was satisfied with Weaver Girl's craftsmanship or Lan Zhao's appearance.
The beauties in this world all have their own beauty methods. For example, Sang Zhu of Paradise Luo belongs to the thick-faced type of beauties. She has large facial features and small white space on her face. She has a high nose and a three-dimensional outline with her own makeup. She looks beautiful. There are many kinds of charms, and there is an aggressiveness. In contrast, Lan Zhao is a beauty with a pale face and a cold face. For example, her rounded eyes, small and upturned nose, and naturally curved eyebrows make her look pleasing to the eye and relaxed.
And Lan Zhao, who has been kept indoors without seeing the sun for half a month, is like a carefully cared for flower, becoming more and more beautiful. The already fair complexion has become even whiter, and the rosy face is as smooth as jade and as delicate as snow. If it is in the sun, the whole person is really white and will shine.
"How is it?" Ruan Xianbei seemed to be very satisfied with her reaction, and raised the corners of his mouth proudly, as if he would praise me again and again.
To be honest, Ruan Xianbei was also shocked. Her face had been hurt since the first time she saw her. She heard everything about the previous things from He Yu's mouth. It was also the first time she saw Lan Zhao's original appearance.
A beauty is a beauty...compared to the challenging and oppressive roses with thorns like Sang Zhu, Lan Zhao's cool and cold temperament is like the rare flowers and plants growing on the edge of the cliff, even if they are swaying in the wind and rain, they still remain She is weak yet firm, making people care for her unconsciously.
It's a pity that there are always some short-sighted people who want to pick at will.
"Ruan Ruan...thank you." Lan Zhao turned around and hugged Ruan Xianbei, burying his head on her chest, and tears immediately came out.
Ruan Xianbei panicked and said: "Don't cry, don't, don't, don't! Isn't this good! I'll say it again, never hurt yourself because of anyone. If anyone makes you uncomfortable, make him uncomfortable!" Do you understand, the outstanding contemporary disciple of Wanhua Valley?"
Lan Zhao raised his head with red eyes, and was amused by her and said with a nasal voice: "I know, Saint."
"I can't bear it. I can't bear it." Ruan Xianbei patted her back to comfort her, but couldn't help but think that girls are just sweet, soft and cute. Those stinky men should go away. She has got the beauty. !
"Do you have that ointment?" Ruan Xianbei asked.
"Yes, there are many more Snow Cream Creams in Ten Thousand Flowers Valley." Lan Zhao hugged her waist and had the same idea as her. Girls are really nice.
"Then remember to use it on time until the scar disappears." Ruan Xianbei said, taking the square towel at hand and handing it to her to wipe her face, "By the way, let's go? I'll take you to visit the Demon Cult."
Lan Zhao hesitated: "Isn't it bad? Are you afraid of me -"
Ruan Xianbei said jokingly: "So the life of Wanhua Valley is in your hands, so be careful. Let's go. I haven't seen the sun in daylight for half a month. Fortunately, you can sit still. Give it to me and I will I’m going to be suffocated to death.”
After saying that, Ruan Xianbei took Lan Zhao out and walked around the teaching center. The wound happened to be so bad that Lan Zhao still wore a veil just in case. They passed by the fields, by the creek, by the academy, and by the school grounds. There were children, old people, and men here. There are women.
Lan Zhao couldn't help but think that the Demon Sect, which so many people shun, seemed to be no different from other sects. Compared with the strict sects, it seemed to be freer, and people seemed to be closer to each other, like a paradise.
It's just that everyone seems to be afraid of Ruan Xianbei.
Of course I'm afraid! You must know that Ruan Xianbei has cleaned up the whole teaching again this time. She has set up some kind of arena in the past half month. Every day during the day, she calls out people to challenge her. Those who lose are not allowed to use their internal energy to pure She has been beaten ten times by her maid, but she has not lost yet.
Being beaten is not terrible, but the shame is terrible! Those grown men lay there and were beaten ten times with boards by two little girls. It was as embarrassing as it was. At first, the losers were laughed at by others. Gradually, they lost one after another, and when it was their turn, they I can't even laugh anymore.
Speaking of which, there are many capable people and strangers in the Demon Sect. The famous killing swords, double whip ghosts, Yinfeng swords and boneless hands are all here. There are other masters who are also considered to be influential figures outside, but they are basically on the second and third floors of the Earth Profound Realm. The gap between the Earth Profound Realm and Tian Xuan Realm is not just a little bit. They were beaten very embarrassed by Ruan Xianbei. If Ruan Xianbei hadn't suppressed his own level and only used Di Xuan's strength, the result would have been even more tragic.
"Holy girl, hello." The killer swordsman Ge Biao met Ruan Xianbei and said hello to the two of them first, then clasped his fists and smiled bitterly, "I really can't tell what's wrong with my sword skills. Can you give me some advice?"
The murderer Ge Biao, I don’t know who he studied under. He was once a pig butcher. Seven years ago, his wife was working as a wet nurse in a wealthy family, but she was raped by the children of that family and committed suicide. He came to kill the man and butchered the whole family and was wanted by the government. One man fought a bloody battle with twenty others and left alone. His sword skills were famous for killing people. Either he didn't use the sword, but when he used the sword, he had to see blood. Three years ago, he suddenly disappeared in the rivers and lakes. Some people said that he died for love, others said that he died. I was hiding, but I didn’t expect to be here.
He looked like an honest middle-aged man in his thirties, with a very calm aura. Even if he was walking on the road, he wouldn't be able to recognize it as a murder knife.
Two days ago, Ge Biao was pushed to the ground by Ruan Xianbei and beaten until he was unable to fight back. He felt humiliated and felt even more inadequate at the same time, so he practiced swordsmanship diligently.
"It's not a matter of sword skills." Ruan Xianbei said to him: "No matter how much you practice, it's useless. You go up the mountain and chop the firewood first. My brother said that in preparation for the winter, you must first ensure that each house has enough firewood. Also, be careful of the blind bears coming out to look for food. Don’t kill.”
Ge Biao said oh, picked up the knife and walked away. He was muttering in his mouth and making gestures with his hands. After walking for two steps, he ran back and said, "Then I'll ask you after I finish chopping the wood?"
Ruan Xianbei said speechlessly: "Brother Ge, I'm busy! Think about what I told you last time first! Don't let it go through your head! If you really can't think of it, I will guide you again after the year."
Ge Biao's disappointment only lasted for a second before he returned to normal. He waved to her and said, "Oh... Then it's agreed, for sure!"
When Ge Biao walked away, Lan Zhao asked softly: "Murderous knife?"
Ruan Xianbei looked at her in surprise: "You know? I thought people who studied medicine wouldn't care much about this."
Lan Zhao looked at her with a slightly dissatisfied look and said, "I'm not obsessed with studying. I've heard a little bit about Jianghu people and Jianghu affairs."
"Here, look." Ruan Xianbei gestured to her to look over there. The academy had just finished school in the morning, and a group of children ran out. One of them, a seven-year-old girl, rushed to Ge Biao and was raped by him. Lifting it up, he kissed his daughter's cheek, and the little girl burst into laughter.
"His daughter, she has a thought. He defected here on his own a few years ago. Because of his reputation, his daughter could only follow him and hide around. It was too hard. Only we can take him in. And his knife The method is that you can’t go any further psychologically, so forget it and let’s not talk about it.”
"It's pretty good." Lan Zhao looked at the warm scene in the distance. It was difficult to connect his kind father with the murderous knife that killed a whole family by one man.
Ruan Xianbei snorted, "You don't have to pity him too much. The people who caused his wife's death were just a few children of that family, but he didn't let them go, old and young, and slaughtered them all. He was in this situation because of himself. . Besides, if he strives to make more money, my wife won’t have to go out to work."
"You see, these people are all the same. It's not easy for them. But who has it easy to come to this world? Listen to me, don't feel bad for a man, he will become unfortunate. The same goes for the young master of Xuan Yue Sword Sect." Ruan Xianbei added.
"I don't pity him, I just think...it would be nice for you guys to take him in." Lan Zhao nodded at her reasonable words, "I know, besides, how can I feel sorry for him?" ?”
The breeze blew up the hems of their skirts. When they were tired from walking, they found a hillside to sit down. Looking at the blue sky, Ruan Xianbei said, "I'll go back with you tomorrow? I don't know what's going on in Wanhua Valley."
"Is that okay?" Lan Zhao hugged his knees and rested his head on his folded arms.
"Well, I told my brother and he agreed."
The wind blew her veil, and Lan Zhao smiled at her with bent eyes: "Then thank you for the hard work, Saint."
