At ten o'clock in the evening, there were all kinds of shaking sounds from the tent.
Bao Ye, who had never slept, looked at the wooden board above his head, quietly waiting for the person guarding Lao Luo on the opposite bed to fall asleep, then used a spell on Jiang Yu on the bed next to him, and then quietly got up and came to Lao Luo's bed. head.
He glanced at the slave sleeping beside the bed, and lightly lifted the quilt on Lao Luo's waist. With a ray of light from outside, he saw that the wound on Lao Luo's waist was seriously infected. A rotten smell.
He quickly took out a small bottle from his left trousers pocket, which contained a potion made from white point grass, which could instantly heal the wound.
After Bao Ye twisted the bottle cap off, he first used divine power to remove the wound line, and then poured the potion on the wound. The wound shrank a little at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye, and the rotten flesh returned to normal. In the blink of an eye, the wound was completely healed. Disappearing, as if he had never been injured, Lao Luo's waist became flat.
He took out a small bottle containing a body tonic potion from his right pocket, squeezed Lao Luo's cheeks with his hands, opened his mouth, and poured the potion into Lao Luo's mouth.
"Ugly slave, ugly slave, I'm here to pay your debts."
If I hadn't planned to stay here for a long time, I wouldn't have done so many strenuous things.
Lao Luo swallowed the potion to replenish his body and coughed a few times.
The slave who had not fallen asleep beside the bed heard the sound and was quickly awakened.
He looked at Lao Luo, but found a dark figure standing on the other side of the bed. He was so frightened that he stood up and hurriedly opened his voice and shouted, "Who is standing there."
The other slaves woke up one after another.
"what happened?"
"Damn, who's calling in the middle of the night? Are you not letting people sleep?"
"You are so noisy."
Someone quickly turned on the lights in the tent, and everyone squinted their eyes when they couldn't stand the dazzling light.
The slave guarding Lao Luo saw that the person opposite the bed was Bao Ye, and his face changed greatly: "Ugly slave, it's you! What do you want to do to Lao Luo?"
When everyone heard the word 'ugly slave', they instantly woke up, got up and looked in Bao Ye's direction.
"Ugly slave, what the hell did you do? You don't hurt anyone for a day, so you feel uncomfortable, right?" Du Peng ran over in anger and pushed Baoye to the ground.
Xiaowei said angrily: "Brother Peng, the ugly slave can't stay anymore. With him, our lives are in danger at any time."
"Yes, with him around, we can't feel at ease for a day."
"Kill him."
The other slaves were also afraid that one day they would die at the hands of the ugly slave, and they echoed: "Kill him, kill him, kill him."
The slaves who built the shed nearby were woken up by their shouts, and they all went to the shed where Bao Ye lived to watch. After learning what happened, they also followed and said they wanted to kill Bao Ye.
"Okay, if I don't kill him today, I won't be named Du." Du Peng took out the crowbar from his bed, lifted it, and swung it towards Bao Ye.
At this moment, Lao Luo suddenly sat up and coughed loudly.
Everyone was stunned.
"Cough cough..." Lao Luo, who was in a coma, was choked up, and when he saw the noisy crowd, he asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"
Du Peng and Xiaowei saw Lao Luo, whose face had returned to ruddy, and were surprised: "Lao Luo, are you not dead?"
... also... Weird!
Not to mention whether the ugly slave hurt Lao Luo, in terms of Lao Luo's situation, it is obvious that he will not survive.
"Me? Dead?" Lao Luo remembered his previous injury, and quickly pulled the quilt to see that the wound scratched by the corner of the cabinet was gone: "Huh? Am I injured? Where's the wound? Why is the wound gone?"
He was so badly injured that it was impossible for the wound to go away without medical treatment.
The other slaves looked at Lao Luo's unscarred waist with surprise.
Xiaowei walked over to check Lao Luo's body, widened his eyes in disbelief and said, "Brother Peng, Lao Luo's injury is really gone."
Du Peng touched the place where Lao Luo was injured before: "Does it hurt?"
Lao Luo shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."
"You really don't know how the injury healed?"
"I really do not know."
"I, I know." A timid voice sounded behind everyone.
Everyone looked back, Jiang Yuzheng raised his hand: "I know what happened to Lao Luo's injury."
"You know it's time to talk."
"It's him..." Jiang Yu pointed to Bao Ye who was still sitting on the ground: "It's the medicine he gave Lao Luo."
Bao Ye lowered his eyelids to block the flickering eyes.
"Impossible." Du Pengcai didn't believe the ugly slave would give Lao Luo medicine.
"I saw it with my own eyes." Jiang Yu was afraid that everyone would think he was lying, so he quickly told what he had just seen: "At that time, just when I woke up, I saw the ugly slave sitting up and walking towards Lao Luo..."
Xiaowei said angrily, "Why didn't you make a sound when you saw him walking towards Lao Luo? Aren't you afraid that he was going to kill Lao Luo?"
Jiang Yu felt very wronged: "I wanted to call you guys too, but when I woke up, my hands and feet were weak, and my mouth didn't listen to me. How should I call you? Later, I saw that the ugly slave was trying to address Lao Luo. Medicine, I didn't call you again, I'm afraid, I'm afraid to wake you up, you will not let the ugly slave give Lao Luo medicine."
If it weren't for the fact that Chou Nu had changed a lot in recent days, he would not have let Chou Nu give Lao Luo medicine.
Everyone: "… "
Yes, if Jiang Yu wakes them up, they will definitely stop the ugly slave's actions.
Xiaowei and Jiang Yu looked at each other.
In this way, they misunderstood the ugly slave.
At this moment, Bao Ye stood up and asked in a low voice, "Are you still going to kill me? If you don't want to kill me any more, just get out of the way."
"..." Du Peng gripped the crowbar tightly, not even hitting, not hitting, the ugly slave who saved the man made him unable to attack.
The others looked at each other in dismay, Chou Nu healed Lao Luo's injury, and it would be unreasonable to beat someone to death.
Xiaowei glared at Baoye angrily: "Since you have the medicine, why didn't you take it out earlier."
"It took me a lot of effort to find the medicine these days, and then I prepared it myself." Bao Ye glanced at him: "Even if I took it out sooner, would you believe that it is a wound medicine that can heal good people?"
Xiaowei: "…"
Do not believe.
He would only think that Bao Ye wanted to poison Lao Luo.
Bao Ye pushed him away, sat on Lao Luo's bed, and held down Lao Luo's lame leg.
Everyone was shocked: "Ugly slave, what do you want to do?"
Bao Ye looked at them and asked Lao Luo, "Do you want to heal your leg?"
Lao Luo stared at him vigilantly with resentful eyes, and said solemnly: "If you hadn't broken my leg, who would want to be a lame."
"It will hurt a bit, you can bear it." Bao Ye didn't wait for him to react, and quickly broke his lame leg.
"Ah—" Lao Luo screamed, and the pain caused cold sweat to break out on his forehead.
Everyone was nervous.
"Ugly slave, what the fuck do you want to do?" Du Peng hurriedly raised the crowbar against Bao Ye's neck: "Hurry up and let Lao Luo go, or I'll let your head move."
Bao Ye ignored his threat, quietly used his divine power to take back Lao Luo's leg, and then helped him repair his muscles and bones, making his legs more flexible than before: "Okay, get up and walk around."
Lao Luo felt strange. It was so painful that he didn't even have the strength to speak, but after half a minute, the pain completely disappeared.
He stood up, and under the surprised eyes of everyone, he walked like a normal person without limping.
Lao Luo couldn't hold back his joy: "My legs are healed! My legs are healed."
He thought he would be lame for the rest of his life, but he didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to be a normal person again. He couldn't help but jump around happily.
Baoye quietly retreated to his bed while everyone's attention was on Lao Luo.
"When did Ugly Slave become so powerful? Not only can he help people heal his legs, but he can also dispense medicines himself. His medicine is so amazing that it can heal serious wounds instantly. If we are seriously injured in the future, can we also seek him for treatment? . . . ” The slaves were amazed and discussed.
"What are you doing? What are you all doing? It's bedtime, what are you all doing when you get up? Can't you revolt?" Deacon Lin shouted angrily outside the tent.
When the slaves saw the deacon coming, they dispersed in a swarm and went back to sleep in their tents.
Deacon Lin stood outside the door of the tent where Bao Ye lived, and saw Old Luo Shenglong running on the spot, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.
As the deacon in charge of erecting the shed, he naturally knew how serious Lao Luo's injury was, and he planned to send the person to another place tomorrow so that he would slowly die and then be thrown into the corpse pit to be burned, but now the person is better.
"Lao Luo, you..." Deacon Lin looked at Lao Luo's waist, and the wound was gone, which was incredible.
Lao Luo couldn't hold back his joy: "Deacon Lin, I'm better, even my legs are better."
Deacon Lin quickly asked, "How are you doing?"
"Yes..." Lao Luo thought of Ugly Slave, and his smile dropped a lot.
His legs were made by Ugly Slave, and his waist was injured a lot because of Ugly Slave, so he really didn't want to tell others who healed him.
Deacon Lin noticed that Lao Luo and the others had strange expressions on their faces, so he stopped further investigation: "It's a good thing that both the waist and leg injuries have been cured. It's not early now, everyone goes to bed early, and they have to work tomorrow morning."
It was rare that Deacon Lin didn't punish them, so everyone hurried back to bed, and calm returned to the tent.
Deacon Lin turned off the lights for them.
Bao Ye, who was pretending to be asleep, opened his eyes and hooked the corner of his mouth.
A few days ago, he didn't take out the medicine to save Lao Luo right away. As he said just now, no one would believe that he would kindly use the medicine to save people, or even throw the medicine away. It was deliberately delayed for a few days before taking out the medicine to save the old man, making them think that his medicine was difficult to find.
Jiang Yu was awakened by him, so that Jiang Yu could prove for himself that he took medicine to cure Lao Luo, and he also gave Lao Luo a leg to make everyone have a bigger change in him.
I believe that after this incident, everyone will no longer yell at him like when he first came. Those slaves who have no hatred for him may still respect him or defend him, and may even come to him because he can dispense medicine.
The next morning, all the slaves knew that the 'Ugly Slave' could dispense medicines and help others heal their legs. People who didn't know the Ugly Slave began to pay attention to the 'Ugly Slave', while those who knew the Ugly Slave didn't believe it. He would heal other people's legs, and even kindly took precious wound medicine to save people.
That morning, Bao Ye went to the Fallen Forest again.
This time, he was still collecting herbs on the outskirts of the forest, and the herbs he picked were still those few herbs. If he wanted to collect more herbs, he had to go into the forest, but he didn't have much time to come out. If he entered the forest It is easy to be entangled by demons or demons and cannot escape.
Baoye came back to have lunch after picking up the medicine, and a deacon approached him and said, "Ugly slave, report to the office on the tenth floor at two o'clock in the afternoon."
Bao Ye wondered: "Report?"
"From today, the master will inspect the construction site every day, and you will be responsible for serving him in the future. You can do whatever he wants you to do."
Lao Liu and the others looked at Bao Ye with envious expressions.
This is a great opportunity to upgrade the slave level. If you serve the master well and make the master happy, maybe you can get the gift and break away from the slave status.
Bao Ye pointed to his ugly face: "I grow into such a ghost, I'm afraid I will scare the master."
"If you frighten him, you'll be dead." The deacon snorted and turned to leave, muttering, "I really don't know that he was lucky to have him serve the master."
Bao Ye also wondered why he was so scary looking, why would he find him to serve his master, and if he was looking for someone who looked good, he should be able to please his master.
The sixth and the others immediately congratulated Baoye. If they did a good job with their master, they would have more face than being a deacon, but Baoye would rather clean up than serve the master who would punish others at any time.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Bao Ye came to the tenth floor on time.
The people working on the tenth floor frowned when they saw Bao Ye's face.
Bao Ye asked politely, "Deacons, I don't know which office your master is in."
Someone pointed to the innermost office.
Bao Ye walked to the door of the office, first touched his face, made sure there was no pus and blood on his face, and then raised his hand and knocked on the door.
The office door opens automatically.
Bao Ye pushed open the door: "Master, I'm an ugly slave, I'm in."
"Hmm." There was a hint of a smile in the voice.
Baoye walked into the office while praying that this was a good master, and when he saw a hermaphrodite face, he couldn't help but be stunned: "It's you."
Mental illness turned out to be the master of this construction site
Yesterday, I felt that there was something wrong with the mentally laughing, and it turned out to be waiting for him here.
However, in Chou Nu's memory, the master who listened to Chou Nu's whistleblower was not this person, nor was this person who arranged for him to work at the construction site.
"Are you the master of this construction site?"
Dong Lingce hooked his lips: "Didn't you already know yesterday?"
"Yesterday?" Bao Ye rolled his eyes: "I thought you were also a distinguished guest yesterday."
"It's not too late to know now."
Bao Ye looked suspicious: "Are you really the master of the construction site? But you are not the same master who introduced me to work here."
Tang Lingce leaned lazily on the back of the sofa: "That person knows the deacon under my command, because there is no easy job there, let my deacon arrange you here."
"Okay, what do you want me to do here? You really want me to serve you? Then I have to tell you first, I won't serve people."
"I don't need you to wait, you just need to help me water the flowers in the house and clean it up."
Bao Ye looked at him suspiciously: "Really?"
"Is it necessary to lie to you?"
Bao Ye doesn't think this mental illness is so easy to talk about: "These things can be done with just one spell, right? Why use me?"
"I like having someone do it themselves."
Baoye stared at him suspiciously for a moment, then went out to find a bucket of rags, wiped the table, and looked at Dongling Ce: "I have known you for so many days, but I still don't know your surname?"
"Dongling Ce." Dongling Ce looked at him and the red string bracelet on his wrist.
"Surname Dongling?"
"Um"
Bao Ye was a little lost. The other party was not his father, so who was his father
Donglingce pointed to the bookcase: "Zap there."
Bao Ye washed the cloth in his hand and went to wipe the bookcase. He had just cleaned a grid, and then heard Tang Ling Ce asked him to clean the flower pot, but the flower pot had not been cleaned. He also said that the floor under his feet was dirty, so he asked him to bring a cloth over to clean it. wipe.
Bao Ye washed the cloth and came over to see that the floor under his feet was not dirty at all, but he knelt on the ground with the rag.
Just when he was about to wipe the floor, he saw a teasing smile flashing in Dong Lingce's eyes, and he immediately understood that this guy was deliberately playing with him, in order to make him kneel on him.
He threw the rag back into the bucket angrily, got up and coughed, then slapped his two slaps, spit into his hands, rubbed it and said, "Master, I see your hair is messed up, little one. I'll sort it out for you, I'm sure to make you beautiful and handsome, and fascinate the future lady."
The corner of Dong Lingce's mouth twitched, and he quickly grabbed Bao Ye's outstretched hand. Then, he saw the red rope bracelet on his wrist glowing red.
His eyes were half suspicious, and he raised his head to look at Bao Ye.
"Why?" Bao Ye was puzzled.
Tang Lingce let go of him and got up and walked out of the room, closing the door of the office, and the red light on the bracelet went dark.
Tang Lingce opened the door of the office, the red light on the bracelet lit up again, he turned around and walked out.
Bao Ye felt that he was like a child playing the game of opening and closing the door, going out and coming in, coming in and going out, and he didn't know what was going on.
When Donglingce came in for the last time, he never went out again. He walked to Baoye and stood still.
Bao Ye felt uncomfortable being stared at by him: "Why are you staring at me all the time? Haven't you been disgusted enough by my face?"
"..." Tang Lingce raised the hand wearing the red rope bracelet: "You touch it."
"why?"
Tang Lingce directly grabbed his hand and put it on the bracelet, but the bracelet went dark.
Bao Ye poked the bracelet with his fingertips: "Why doesn't it light up?"
Dong Lingce squinted his eyes: "Maybe it's malfunctioning, you go out first."
Bao Ye was sweating all over his head. He just started to do hygiene, so why did he drive him away
He waited outside the office for half an hour, and seeing that Tang Lingce hadn't called him in, he returned to the first floor.
When Lao Liu saw him, he excitedly said, "Master Bao, I'll take you somewhere to meet someone during dinner time."
Bao Ye was curious: "Who are you taking me to see?"
"Go, you'll know."
"Isn't there a rule that slaves must go back to the slave dormitory after dinner? Where can you take me?"
"Don't worry, someone has already told Deacon Zhu and Deacon Lin that you will be home late, and they won't embarrass you."
Bao Ye raised his eyebrows. He never told Lao Liu and the others that the people who were in charge of him were Deacon Zhu and Deacon Lin, but Lao Liu knew about the two deacons. It could be seen that the identities of the people he wanted to meet should be unusual.
When it was time for dinner, Lao Liu dragged Bao Ye out of the building without eating, and got into a red car to leave the construction site.
The person in charge of the car was a young woman with the word 'li' branded on her face. She was a senior slave, and her hair was dyed red and yellow, which was very unique.
Bao Ye gently touched Ding Lao Liu's hand with his elbow and whispered, "Lao Liu, you can do it. Not only do you have a car, but also a senior slave as your driver."
Lao Liu said embarrassedly, "I'm a low-level slave, where can I get a car."
"Then this is..."
"The driver is called Sister Jing, and the car belongs to her. My sister asked her to pick me up."
"Your sister? Do you still have a sister?"
Lao Liu nodded: "Well, I also have a younger sister, both of them are high-level slaves."
"So your sister wants to see me? Why does she want to see me?"
"It's my sister and my sister who want to see you. They live in a chaotic area."
The houses in the chaos area are half-new and half-old. They are the residence of high-level slaves. They have neither masters nor team up with others. They are not subject to any restraints, they are very scattered, and they are often huddled together for small matters, and they often gather together to go out to find living resources.
The car drove into the chaotic area, and Bao Ye immediately felt that the atmosphere became tense. Taking the road they were driving on as the dividing line, the senior slaves on the left were like a group of monsters and monsters. Uplifting rock music.
They danced and swayed to the sound of the music, and some people were playing mahjong and cards, betting big and small, looking messy.
The senior slaves on the right are very quiet. They like to silently watch the person on the other side in a daze, or play with the weapons in their hands. They are dressed in uniform, the color is black, and even the nail polish on their hands is black. .
The people on both sides of the street seem to be in discord, but they look at the same place very tacitly. When they see a car coming in, they will stop everything in their hands and watch the car pass by until they can't see it.
Bao Ye asked curiously, "This is the chaos area?"
"Yes, haven't you been here?"
"No." In Chou Nu's memory, he had only heard of the chaotic area, but he had never been there, and Chou Nu's elder brother would not bring him to such a chaotic place.
"Then you can just hang out here, otherwise, as our low-level slaves, it will be difficult to come here."
Low-level slaves are not free, and they can't go anywhere they want. Just like they can come here, they need the help of high-level slaves to say good things to the deacon.
At this time, Sister Jing stopped the car and said, "It's here."