Sasha, just tell me the truth. At this time, don’t hide it from me. Zhao Man was very smart at first, but now she has almost guessed it. Her tone of speaking is so powerless that I can’t hear it clearly.

Qiu Shasha looked at Zhao Man with her eyes, took a deep breath, and said:

Sister Zhao Man, there is a small amount of black scar on your left face, but don’t worry, I know someone and will definitely help you cure the black scar on your face. Qiu Shasha didn’t tell the truth completely. She said the black scar the size of a fist on Qiu Shasha’s face into a small piece.

How difficult is the black scar on my face? Zhao Man looked at Qiu Shasha and asked.

It's not ugly, it's not ugly. Qiu Shasha waved her hand quickly.

Do you have a mirror on you, Zhao Man asked Qiu Shasha. Although she pays great attention to her appearance, she rarely looks in the mirror and does not put on makeup. Sometimes, it is not a conflict between women's attention to appearance and whether to put on makeup.

Qiu Shasha shook her head and said there was no.

Thirteen, give me the flashlight first. Zhao Man turned his head and looked at me and said.

I hurriedly handed over it. After Zhao Man tied the flashlight from my hand, he then took out the strong flashlight from her backpack. She turned on and off the two flashlights one by one, facing each other, and shone the glass lenses on the turned off flashlight toward her left face.

When Zhao Man used the glass sheet on the flashlight to thoroughly see his current appearance and the black scar the size of a fist on his left face, his delicate body trembled, and the flashlight held in his hand fell to the ground at the same time.

At this time, Zhao Man's eyes were straight and he looked ahead without saying a word. Then two lines of clear tears slid down from the corners of her eyes.

I understand Zhao Man's current mood. If a woman's appearance is taken away, the pain and sadness will be no less than that of a man's little brother.

Sister Zhao Man, don’t be too sad. What I said is true. I know someone who can cure your face. Qiu Shasha said at this moment, not knowing whether her words were true or used to comfort Zhao Man.

Zhao Man just nodded slightly, didn't say anything, and was still sitting alone on the ground, staring blankly at the front of him in a daze.

By the way, Sister Zhao Man, I have ointment that can wash out the toxins. I'll try to apply it to you on your face. Qiu Shasha suddenly remembered and said that, she took out a red wooden box from her pocket, squatted in front of Zhao Man, and helped Zhao Man carefully apply the ointment in the wooden box to her left face little by little.

Sister Zhao Man, does it hurt? Qiu Shasha looked at Zhao Man and asked worriedly.

Zhao Man just shook his head gently and did not speak. In fact, this ointment is useful for ordinary toxins, but for this unknown toxin, the chance of effective is very low, and Zhao Man also understands this.

But at this moment, I thought of someone at the same time, that is: ghost doctor Yang Zhentian. Since he could cure the ghosts on Rushuang's body, I guess the black venom on Zhao Man's face would definitely not be able to defeat him.

Thinking of Queen Yang Zhentian, I was about to speak out about this to Zhao Man, but Qiu Shasha grabbed my arm and shook her head gently, signaling me not to bother her now and let her sit there alone for a quiet time.

I first gathered my yang energy and looked around carefully, and found that there were no hidden Yin and Yang people nearby, so I felt relieved to walk towards the bonfire behind me with Qiu Shasha.

When I passed by the tent, I heard the fat man snoring soundly. This guy was sleeping soundly. After so many things happened, he was still not awakened. The quality of sleep is probably difficult for postpartum sows.

After sitting down by the campfire, I looked back at Zhao Man not far away and found that she was still sitting still.

I sighed and became irritated. To be honest, I would rather have my face become like that than see my good friend like this.

Thirteen, how did Sister Zhao Man's face make her face? Why did the monster Qiu Shasha, who looked exactly like you, appeared on this weird island, who had sharp teeth and had yin energy, also sat down by the bonfire and asked at me.

Although she took action to destroy the last Yin and Yang person, she did not see what happened before.

The black liquid spit out from one of the Yin-Yang people was touched on his face, and it became what he is now. I looked at Qiu Shasha and said.

Maybe you don’t understand, losing your appearance is really painful for us women. When Qiu Shasha said this, she couldn’t help but sigh softly.

There will definitely be a solution. As long as I go back, I will take her to find the ghost doctor Yang Zhentian. He can help Sister Zhao Man cure her face. I said.

Yang Tianzhen Thirteen, you also know him Qiu Shasha looked at me and asked in surprise.

Then I told Qiu Shasha about Yang Zhentian's decorating the ghost curse for Rushuang, and then looked at her and asked:

Qiu Shasha, the person you just mentioned to Sister Zhao Man is not Yang Zhentian, right?

Qiu Shasha nodded:

I dare not say anything else, at least in the whole of Shandong, the only one who has the ability to cure Zhao Man's face is his strange-tempered old man.

After hearing Qiu Shasha's words, I suddenly heard that when Yang Zhentian asked me to kowtow thirty times, the old man's temper and personality were more than just weird, he was simply a pervert and sadistic.

By the way, Thirteen, look at what time it is now. Don’t delay the time to dig the Yin-Yang grass. Qiu Shasha reminded me.

Then I remembered that the series of things that had just happened almost made me forget about it. I quickly glanced at my watch. It happened to be eleven forty at midnight, and there were twenty minutes left before twelve o'clock.

Thanks to Qiu Shasha reminded me, otherwise I would have forgotten.

There were twenty minutes left, I went over to see the Yin-Yang grass first. As I said, I stood up from the bonfire, took the strong flashlight and walked towards the place where I had discovered the Yin-Yang grass before.

Following the marks I made before, I easily found this Yin-Yang grass tied with a red rope. I sat down next to me and waited for 12 o'clock to arrive.

Twenty minutes passed quickly. As time came, I immediately took out the Yin-Yang grass carefully from the ground with Zhulong Jiufeng, then wrapped it alone in cloth, and placed it in the mezzanine layer of my carry-on backpack.

After taking the Yin-Yang Grass, I finally completed the purpose of coming to this Yin-Yang Island. Rushuang could also come back from the underworld, but I can't be happy now.

There is no reason, because of Zhao Man's half of his face.

Any woman, wrong, should be said to be anyone, he could not stand the sudden addition of a black scar on his face, the size of a fist, and half of his face was made of this scar, making half of his face hideous and terrifying.

Back at the campfire, I looked at Zhao Man's location again and found that she was still sitting in the same place with a loss. I felt uncomfortable, but I didn't know what to say to comfort her at this time, so I had to let her sit there alone and calm down.

Just as I sat down, Zhao Man got up and walked towards us.

Although there were still tears on her face at this moment, the expression on her face was no longer as despair as before. Could it be that Zhao Man had figured it out by herself? I think that a generous woman like her who is not particular about the details will definitely figure it out. Moreover, this is not an incurable disease. As long as you don’t give up, there will always be a solution.

Zhao Man walked to Qiu Shasha and me, leaned against the bonfire and sat down. She looked at me and asked:

Thirteen, don’t forget to take that Yin and Yang grass away, otherwise we will stay on this weird and terrifying island for one more night.

Don't worry, Sister Zhao Man, that Yin-Yang grass is now in my bag. I looked at Zhao Man and said, then asked her:

Sister Zhao Man, you are not sad

Zhao Man's mouth curled slightly, and he looked at me and said:

It is a blessing to lose your horse
Chapter completed!