Chapter 85 Disfigurement

The scene in the dream was too real. After waking up, Bai Zhi still had lingering palpitations. When the woman named red silk in the dream fell from the cliff, she clearly had the same feeling, almost her own personal experience.

She unconsciously touched her face, looked carefully from the bronze mirror, and found that there were no scars. She only knew that when the red silk woman in the dream jumped off the cliff, her face was scratched by horizontal branches one after another. Seeing such a skin and flesh, she did not block it with her hand, as if it didn't hurt at all.

It was not until she fell to the ground that she made a muffled hum. Her chest trembled, and a mouthful of blood spewed out of her mouth, but there was a smile on her face. Bai Zhi touched her chest. She only heard the heart fluttering and fluttering, just as calmly as the usual master approached her.

I touched the fluffy messy hair, and I was dizzy. I couldn't remember how I slept until ** yesterday. I folded the suit, changed my clothes, and straightened my hair. Only then did I remember that I seemed to be sleepy when I was looking at the stars on the top of the mountain yesterday.

He opened the window in the room and yawned lazily. He suddenly remembered that the master must have seen his ugly drooling yesterday. His face turned red, patted his head, and came out of the room shyly.

Jiujiu saw Bai Zhi from afar, and he opened his mouth upside down, "Bai Zhi, Bai Zhi, Bai Zhi, Bai Zhi."

"What are you doing?" Bai Zhi walked over and saw that Jiu Jiu was locked in a cage. She didn't realize it and said with a smile, "Did the master lock you up?"

Jiu Jiu seemed to understand what she said and nodded flexibly.

"Do you want me to let you out?" She poured a cup of tea in one hand and ate the pancakes on the table in the other hand. She said vaguely, "Well, but I have a condition."

Jiu Jiuqi glanced at Bai Zhi and turned his back to her.

Bai Zhi was stunned. The crow seemed to be really unusual, as if he knew what conditions he wanted to raise.

Jiujiu scolded secretly in his heart. Do you think I can't know about your little idea?

After eating a bowl of porridge, Bai Zhi began to clean up the pots and bowls. While washing, she said to Jiu Jiu, "Look, you have such a temper. If you are soft, I may let you out."

Jiujiu ignored it, but her body obviously deflected a little. Bai Zhi said, "My request is not too much. I'm not asking you to do what you can't do."

Jiujiu tilted his neck, and Bai Zhi began to dry the water stains on the pot. "If you don't agree, there's nothing I can do. Can't the business be benevolent?"

Jiu Jiu fiercely twisted his neck and said, "Bai Zhi, Bai Zhi." Keep screaming like this.

Bai Zhi put the pot and bowl in his hand, put it aside neatly, and came out of the kitchen. "However, it's really not cost-effective to offend the master for you."

Jiu Jiu Mo, dare this girl is playing with it.

After playing with Jiujiu, Bai Zhi's mood in the morning became better and better. The condition response went to the table to check the morning class that the master asked her to do every day. She stared at the shiny table. Bai Zhi was unconsciously stunned. I don't know what the wind was blowing today. Why didn't the master assign her homework?

Thoughts slowly drifted away. Yesterday, the master seemed to say that she was the most beautiful girl in his eyes. She was silently happy. Such an upright person as the master should not lie to her. His footsteps couldn't help but float. He took a careful look at the bronze mirror in the room, which was inevitably disappointed. Obviously, it was very ordinary. Except for these beautiful eyes, its He is very ordinary. No matter how you look at it, he is not as good as the wicker girl. He lay in front of the mirror and stared at himself. Sure enough, the master lied to her. How could he take his words seriously? He was just coaxing himself.

Bai Zhi's little woman's mentality came out again. The master must have made up these words because he was afraid of his inferiority. He cried silently at the extremely ordinary face in the mirror. She remembered the woman named red silk in her dream, whose face was much stronger than herself, and even the wicker girl was better than It's a pity that it's just a dream. There must be no such person in the world, and the person named Tang Qi is not the right person in the world.

It's strange how could she have such a dream. That dream is really like a play. There is no beginning and no end. The corner in the middle also appeared suddenly.

When the master comes back, he must tell him about this dream. Maybe there are really these people in the world. After stroking his eyes, he is a little sleepy again. He adjusted the most comfortable posture and slowly fell asleep in front of the mirror. She thought, anyway, there is nothing to do today, and it's okay to be lazy.

I don't know when she entered the dream again.

The white clouds are ethereal, the green smoke is wrapped around, and the secluded spring is gurgling. The perspective slowly moves down and locks in a corner of the spring. The spring water here is a little different. The light pink one also has a strong fishy smell. By the way, the fishy smell seems to be something behind her, letting her walk towards the source of the stream. The water flow is very clear, but unfortunately, the more you go to the source, the more red the water source is, and the thicker the fishy is.

When he approached, he found that even the sand sunk underneath was stained with that red, "Ah!" Bai Zhi turned around in a hurry and saw a woman dressed as a peasant woman washing clothes on the stream barefoot. The more she saw the stream changing color, the more she came to have a look. Unexpectedly, she bumped into a dead person here.

Bai Zhi thought that the peasant woman would run away in panic. Unexpectedly, the peasant woman put down the wooden basin in her hand and walked towards the corpse.

She was careful every step she took. She was probably afraid that the thing facing the ground would cheat the corpse. When she got close, she squatted down and slowly turned the body around. Bai Zhi was shocked, this face.

The peasant woman hurriedly stepped back a few steps, shook her head, closed her eyes and walked over. She put her hand into the nose of the unidentified corpse. Maybe the corpse was still angry. She sighed and sat on the ground.

Bai Zhi didn't know whether the seriously injured person was a man or a woman. She only looked at the bulge of her chest and guessed that it was a woman. A topless middle-aged man who followed the peasant woman and her called took the seriously injured man to a thatched hut. The middle-aged man put down the seriously injured man and asked, "I think this woman wants to commit suicide. Facing the ground, she just jumped down by herself."

The peasant woman asked, "How did you know that she jumped down by herself? Maybe someone else pushed it."

The middle-aged man glanced at the meat on the back of her hand and said, "I ruined my appearance at a young age, and it's hard to live."

The peasant woman couldn't help but regret, "This skin and flesh also looks like a rich and powerful family. It's a pity to die like this. No, the head of the family, go and call a doctor to have a look."

The middle-aged man looked embarrassed and said, "If this man is looking for death, won't we hurt him if we save him like this?"

"Bah." The peasant woman scolded, "You just can't bear your little wine money. You can just save other people's lives by drinking less wine. In the future, when you come to the Bodhisattva, you will also remember your merit."

The middle-aged man was silent for a long time, touched his pocket and sighed, "Isn't this the creditor of the previous life to collect debts? It's rare to have a good harvest. If you have more money, you can't buy a glass of wine to drink."