Having an overactive mind is sometimes not a good thing.
Si Wenjun watched in surprise as Wu Mo's face changed color and then collapsed, puzzled.
Facing such a gorgeous beauty like herself, she could understand if the pig brother stayed stunned for a longer time, and she could understand if he was a little stupider, but why was there so much despair and fear in this boy's eyes?
What is he afraid of?
How could Si Wenjun guess that Wu Mo was afraid of herself!
In just a few seconds, Wu Mo's mind took a thousand twists and turns, wandering over such a major matter between life and death.
Seeing Wu Mo rolling his eyes and ignoring her, Goddess Si Si, who felt she had lost face, frowned, placed one hand on her hips, and scolded,
"If you give me a little bit of face, you'll look like a 250-year-old. No one cares to look at me."
She had no time to hide and seek with this native, so she decided to go straight to the point and said crisply with a straight face,
"I just want to ask, do you sell this ointment of yours?"
It was originally a matter of asking for help, but now it has made a sonorous sound. This is no one else.
Nie Yunfei over there saw the changes in Wu Mo's expression. She often dealt with civilians, so she had some clues. Following Si Wenjun's words, she was so anxious that she helped Wu Mo make the decision, and shouted repeatedly,
"Ahem, cough, sell, sell, you decide the price."
"Ahem, cough, cough, I promise to give you just a little more!"
Wu Mo, who was lying limply on the ground, heard the two people's words, which were natural sounds, and didn't care about Si Wenjun's tone and attitude at all.
Otherwise, this person is really cheap. When you are so loud and angry, you are scared to death; when you are cold and cold, it is like receiving an amnesty.
A trace of life gradually grew in his dead fish eyes. He still didn't dare to look at Si Wenjun. He could only stare at Nie Yunfei sideways and hummed weakly,
"purchase?"
"Isn't it free?"
"Isn't it an open robbery?"
Si Wenjun suddenly realized it and asked belatedly,
"Are you afraid that I would snatch it from you?"
Nie Yunfei was afraid that Sister Si Si would yell something like "grab first and kill later". After all, apart from fighting for life, grabbing someone would not lead to such a beating.
She lay there, wrinkled her straight nose, and spat at Wu Mo,
"Ahem, spit, spit, spit, put away your dirty thoughts."
"Ahem, cough, spit, who would do such a shameless thing!"
It can be seen that this is also a master who will choke to death if he does not speak.
Nie Yunfei already has thin eyebrows and narrow eyes, and a straight nose with a hint of naughtiness. In addition, her face turned pale after being injured, making her look a bit like the girl next door.
These words were breathlessly shouted to the general, but there was no trace of the majesty of a warrior.
When the two women started fighting, Wu Mo suddenly came back to his senses. After thinking about it for a moment, he realized that it was indeed the case.
From the beginning to the end, the warriors had no intention of hurting anyone. The reputation of the mercenary team was truly unshakable.
When he slapped his forehead, it turned out that he had thought wrongly and was led into the ditch by the ointment.
Think about it, what good things have you not seen before?
Now all his fear was gone, and the energy that had been drained was restored instantly. The so-called resurrection with full blood was roughly what he looked like now.
Wu Mo took advantage of the situation and crossed his legs, puffed out his chest, revealing his true colors as the number one prostitute in Meiji Town, and retorted with disdain,
"That's easy to say. Why don't you give it a try? Between shame and death, which one would you choose?"
"Ahem, I need my face and my life too!"
"You can only choose one!"
"Ahem, cough, shame!"
"That's what you said."
Wu Mo didn't know which tendon was wrong. He supported his head with his right hand, turned his head and blurted out,
"Then I won't sell it!"
I still have a few local cows to pinch, so I won't be reduced to the point of betraying my treasure.
Nie Yunfei's little face turned completely white in an instant. She stretched out her finger and pointed at Wu Mo tremblingly. She coughed so hard that she couldn't say a word, but she said with numbness in her heart,
"Looking at your virtue, I really should give you a thumbs-up on your right arm."
Si Wenjun, who was standing between the two of them, looked at Nie Yunfei lying here and Wu Mo cross-legged over there, and slowly interjected,
"Don't tease me if you're not familiar with her. It can easily hurt your friendship."
"Things that can be solved with money are small things."
"Master, are you sure you don't want money to solve this problem?"
The last words, coupled with Si Wenjun's coolness, were just right, and their lethality was not ordinary, and they immediately knocked Wu Mo, who was full of energy, into dust.
He suddenly realized that he really had no qualifications to bargain. His heart trembled and he stood up. In desperation, he unknowingly revealed the self-righteous truth and explained continuously,
"Um, um, Sister Si Si and Sister Feifei, it's not that I won't sell it, but if I just sell the medicine, you won't be able to use it."
It doesn’t matter who is older and who is younger! It never hurts to have a sweet mouth and get closer.
Nie Yunfei was so angry that her eyebrows stood up and her voice changed its tone.
"Ahem, you can use it, but I can't?"
Wu Mo waved his hands with a grimace and said,
"Sister Feifei, that's not what I meant."
At first glance, Nie Yunfei's blood-stained chest was very scary, and most people thought it was external trauma. But the experienced Wu Mo could tell at a glance that she had internal injuries in her chest and abdomen, and that the blood was coughed up by herself.
He continued confidently,
"Sister Feifei's ribs are probably broken and her lungs are punctured."
Wu Mo took another squinting glance. Even though Nie Yunfei was lying softly, the outline of her tall and straight chest was still clearly visible.
He licked his dry lips, his heart pounding. You know, he has grown so big that he has never even held a girl’s hand!
Wu Mo's heart was filled with charming fantasies, and there was a hint of coyness in his voice.
"The application of this ointment must be coordinated with my unique method in order to be effective."
Who knows what kind of mental method you are practicing, if it doesn’t work, you have to falsely accuse me of the ointment not working. At least my mind can at least break through the power of the medicine and have the miraculous effect of setting bones.
Both women know that he has a special method, which is not surprising. It can be said that he has a unique method that even ghosts would not believe.
Si Wenjun was the first to not believe it. She crossed her arms and sneered,
"Ho ho, do you have a unique idea?..."
Halfway through her words, she suddenly realized that no matter what others said, she really had no choice. The concept of mind method is so broad that even her elders cannot understand it.
Besides, the spatial fluctuations cannot be faked. At least she has never heard of any civilians who can cause spatial fluctuations. Maybe, it might actually be a unique category of stuff.
The training in the world of mortals is to train all the innocent boys and girls into masters of insight into people's hearts.
"Seeing that this kid is so afraid of me, I have to make a fool of myself and take the opportunity to beat him hard."
She gently brushed her broken hair, raised her chin slightly, showing off her beautiful swan-like neck, and instantly transformed back into the aloof goddess Si Si. She stopped dwelling on the topic and said calmly,
"Whether it's useful or not, I want them all!"
Wu Mo became anxious again when he heard this, and thought to himself,
"You put it lightly. The raw materials for this ointment were accidentally obtained. I don't know when I will encounter them again. Besides, our family relies on this thing to save their lives when wandering around Alton!"
He thought of the dark cave and the deep green pool, and he felt lingering fear in his heart, and he couldn't help but shudder. How could he have climbed out and seen the light of day again if it hadn't been for God's good will and all kinds of chances and coincidences competing to survive.
Even if he is beaten to death, he will not have the courage or ability to leave again.
Wu Mo shook his head and chased away the shadow in his heart. He stuck his index finger nail on the top of his thumb nail, raised his hand and said with a bit of flattery on his face,
"Sister Si Si, you don't need that much. For her injury, these are enough."
Nani? Nie Yunfei's injury was fatal. This stupid boy said that he could cure it with just this?
"The conch blows loudly, making a loud noise. Is this a fairy medicine?"
As soon as Si Wenjun's words came out, she felt something was wrong. She narrowed her eyes and recalled the scene when Wu Mo was healing himself. Sure enough, he just scratched it lightly with his nails!
There are also those strange spatial fluctuations. Is there really any unique method?
In that case, it doesn’t matter if he has it or not! The mental method can be regarded as a medicinal guide at most, but this ointment is really good! You have to let this kid lead the way and let everyone get rich together. That is the truth!
Si Wenjun could guess that this ointment must have been caused by Wu Mo's bad luck. Somewhere in the corner, a blind cat encountered a dead mouse.
The human heart is not enough for a snake to swallow an elephant, and now that it has come from Longlai, it looks forward to Shu.
She glanced sideways at Wu Mo without leaving any trace, her disdain for this native had long been lost outside Java.
"Luck is also a kind of strength, but you can no longer waste this kind of treasure. It is simply a waste of natural resources!"
Si Wenjun had already put Wu Mo in a position where he could participate in dividing the spoils, without considering what he would think.
I'm leading you to make a fortune, how dare you have any objections?
The lines on Si Wenjun's face softened, he cleared his throat and asked pleasantly,
"I've been talking for a long time, but I still haven't asked the young master for his surname!"
How could Wu Mo have seen such a vulgar person from the countryside? He blushed, muttered for a long time, and murmured a few words:
"My name is Wu Mo."
"Kou Tianwu?"
"Um."
"Black soil ink?"
"no."
"Is that silent silence?"
"No."
"Which one is it?"
"The stranger's place."
Si Wenjun asked patiently until the end. He could no longer hold back his outburst of anger and hit Wu Mo's head with one blast after another.
"Are you kidding? You can't say everything in one sentence? I'll make you poor! I'll make you poor!"
Facing this violent attack, Wu Mo had no way to escape, so he had to stretch out his hands to protect his forehead, opened his innocent little eyes wide, and defended pitifully,
"When you introduced it just now, you didn't say how to write that word."
There is no room for you to reason about the double standards of strong women.
Over there, Nie Yunfei stared blankly at the fight between the two, forgetting to cough for a moment, and felt doubts in her heart.
"Sister Si Si is a lady of the family. She is reserved and well-behaved. I have never seen her shouting loudly. How come she becomes so moody without even saying a few words to Wu Mo?"
She didn't have time to think deeply, so she finally stopped coughing, and while the two were fighting wits and courage, she hurriedly added a sentence for herself,
"Ahem, Wu Mo, let's get down to business! Ahem, cough, just give me as much as you want!"
Time is running out, and the python and bear are here in an instant. I don't want to die with you. Hurry up and get the ointment for my aunt.
Wu Mo, who was holding his head, saw Nie Yunfei's outstretched palm through his fingers. His eyes widened again and he almost screamed.
"I bet you are all liars, we haven't negotiated the price yet!"
