Under the pale white moonlight, the shadow of "Pharmacist Wang" with obvious female features stood up, walked to the window, and opened the window.
The hand gradually raised from the corner of the mouth to the forehead, as if a plump young woman was looking up at the moon by the window, feeling sad.
However, the "Wang Pharmacist" himself, whose movements are consistent with his movements, clearly has the face and body of a man, but at this time, he simultaneously reveals the charming look unique to a woman.
Combined with the pale color on his face, it was indescribably weird.
"Let me see...the little guy is not being honest today."
'Pharmacist Wang' tapped his forehead with one finger, as if reading the memory in his mind.
"Yeah...act like normal."
"Oh? I wanted to do something in the afternoon, but I was turned away with a 'no' without asking for a reason."
"Haha, there is no doubt. It seems that the 'Xuan Kui Seed' has taken effect. The slave family thought that the person you were interested in would be the same as you. What's the difference?"
"If this continues, in two or three days, Xuan Kui will be completely controlled."
"The day after tomorrow, give the other party an order not to go to Yuli Peak to use rain."
"If the other party still has sense, I must go. Then——"
"Kill him."
'Pharmacist Wang' seemed to be giving orders to himself.
When he said the last three words, the strange and high-pitched voice was no longer coquettish, but filled with coldness.
Suddenly a cold, calm female voice came from outside the house.
"If he dies, you will die too."
A voice suddenly appeared in the dark night, but 'Pharmacist Wang' was not surprised at all. He twisted his waist and pushed open the door of Wuguo.
There was not even a soul at the door, and there was silence.
But he was minding his own business and said to the dark shadow cast by a rock a few meters away:
"Don't worry, a slave family is coming. It's hard for even a real person to spy on this place. Show up quickly and let the slave family see you."
No one answered.
It seemed as if the cold voice just now was just an illusion.
"Ha! What's the difference between a heartless person and those stinky men? It's in vain that the slave family wants to harm you! They also want to kill the slave family!"
The tone was plaintive, the voice was high-pitched, and extremely awkward.
Not surprisingly, there was no response.
"snort!"
'Pharmacist Wang' hummed, but did not continue to pester him, and walked up the mountain alone, his footsteps silent.
Not far from Su Xing's wooden house, a woman's vague and rapid chanting came from behind.
After waiting for a while, I felt that the atmosphere in the wooden house was completely asleep.
'Pharmacist Wang' suddenly developed patches of emerald-green wood spots all over his body, and they spread rapidly. Eventually, the wood spots expand, merge, and join together to form a thin layer of woody bark, which then grows outward and thickens until the entire body, including clothing, is covered.
After five breaths, there was no longer Medicine Master Wang, but instead there was a wooden man covered in tree bark.
Wood is related to Taoism, and grass and wood are related to the body.
The wooden figure is strange in shape, barely visible in human form. He hit the wooden door directly, but he didn't hear the sound of wood hitting.
The first half of the wooden man's body blended smoothly into the wooden door, like water and milk, and then the whole person seemed to walk through a water curtain and walked out from the other end of the wooden door of the courtyard.
Open the door without waiting.
The wooden man passed through the wooden door of the room unimpeded again.
"Kacha."
The bolt was removed and the door was pulled open from the inside.
The wooden man took two steps back, and the wooden skin gradually faded away, revealing the original appearance of 'Pharmacist Wang'.
In the night, I remembered the thin, masculine voice again.
"Haha, the little guy didn't do any hair-tying tricks today."
Then, 'he' retreated inside.
The sound of footsteps came from the door, and a figure walked into the wooden house, and his whole body seemed to melt into the bright white moonlight.
Faintly, the light fluctuates, as if transparent.
I can only roughly make out the outline of a woman.
The translucent figure walked slowly in front of the sleeping Su Xing, looked at the other person's handsome face under the moonlight, and paused.
A black seed slowly came out of his mouth.
Turn Su Xing over, lift up the underwear from behind, and place the black seed on the other person's back, in the middle of the black sunflower-patterned disk.
At the same time, the 'Pharmacist Wang' next to him hummed softly in an unpleasant voice.
"The seeds are planted in the heart, and the flowers are planted into good sounds."
"I long for this slave, come and sacrifice my life..."
The singing seemed to be filled with magic, and the black seeds quickly melted like ice particles in the singing, like a pool of ink blending into the sunflower pattern, spreading to the skin that had not been dyed black.
When the ink stopped expanding, the flower disk was almost twice as dark. Half of the entire sunflower pattern has turned pure black.
If there are two or three more such seeds, I'm afraid the entire sunflower will be fully formed.
The figure in the dim moonlight waited for a few more breaths, then straightened Su Xing again, smoothed his clothes, and covered him with the quilt until no trace of movement could be seen.
The 'Pharmacist Wang' next to him seemed to be seriously ill, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead and almost no blood on his face, like a zombie.
But the voice is still charming and weird.
"Also...only an enemy like you can make the slave family so willing to...work for you."
However, the moonlight was like water and the house was empty. The hazy figure just now has disappeared.
'Pharmacist Wang' was not upset, so he closed the door from inside the house and bolted the door.
Don't rush to leave, just go to the table and sit quietly.
It wasn't until a quarter of an hour later that something seemed to be confirmed.
Then he sniffed, as if he smelled something, and sat up from the chair.
He walked straight to the bed, took off Su Xing's quilt, took out his left hand, and lifted up the sleeve on his arm.
The fair and strong skin seemed to be glowing in the faint moonlight, but a few rough scratches ruined the overall beauty.
The wound caused by the scratch was almost healed, but it seemed that someone had torn off the scab prematurely.
The tender flesh with bloodshot eyes was exposed, and a few words were faintly formed.
Kung Fu.
'Pharmacist Wang' thought for a moment, covered the wound again, and restored Su Xing to his original state.
The wooden door was closed, and only three or two beams of moonlight came through the wooden window through the thin paper. The room was dim, but 'Pharmacist Wang' seemed unaffected, and he closed his eyes and felt it for a while. Then, he searched for something in the house.
Soon, I found them one by one: the corner of the table, the edge of the basin, the seam of the quilt, the edge of the bed...
Both are engraved with two words.
Kung Fu!
"Hehehe." Pharmacist Wang suddenly stopped, and his high-pitched tone revealed a sense of joy at seeing Xin Xin, "Interesting and interesting!"
"Little guy, do you want to give me a surprise too? My sister is looking forward to it."
After laughing strangely for a while, 'Pharmacist Wang' slowly restored the room to its original state.
Then, he turned into a wooden man and walked out through the door.
After a while, inside the house at the foot of the mountain.
'Pharmacist Wang' stood in front of the window, facing the moonlight, with joy on his face. As if he thought of something, he said to himself:
"Do not harm his life."
The body suddenly trembled.
The originally curvy shadow gradually returned to its original shape while trembling.
Pharmacist Wang suddenly paused. There was still a residual smile on his pale face, but enthusiasm gradually emerged from his eyes, and he suddenly stretched out his right hand.
The five fingers were straightened and caressed on the chest, corresponding to Xuan Kui behind her.
The whole person gradually curled up and knelt down until he humbly bowed to the ground.
"Farewell to the Holy Son."
