"Damn, what's going on with these sarcomas?" Ou Yeqing had never seen such a strange sarcoma before. The more he used his magic power, the more painful it became, and the ointment had no effect. It stuck to his face like a curse. Nothing can get rid of the sarcoma and swelling.
Ou Yeqing thought of the word "curse", so she quickly covered her face with illusion, and then used teleportation to go to the library of Ou Ye's house to find out about the curse.
The eight children in charge of cleaning and managing the library also helped to find it.
Books in the library are sorted early in the morning. Books for learning spells will be placed in the magic cabinet, books for learning to refine medicine pills will be placed in the pill cabinet, and books related to curses will also be placed in other bookcases. , it is very convenient to find books.
The administrator flipped through the curse books and affirmed, "Sir Qing, I'm sure there is no book you're looking for in the library."
Ou Yeqing lowered his face: "Are you sure?"
"I've been in charge of the library for years, and I've read all the books that I can read several times, but there are absolutely no books you want."
The administrator is not qualified to read books. Ou Yeqing has read all of them, and there is no such book. If there are, he will definitely be able to remember all the contents in one go.
Huan Yeqing was silent for a moment and then asked, "You deal with so many book friends, have you ever heard of the curses or diseases I mentioned just now?"
The library manager thought for a while: "No."
Ou Yeqing: …
If he can't cure this disease, how will he see other gods in the future? Can the gods recognize who he is when they look at his current face? Do you want to use illusion in the future or change into the original appearance to meet people? However, a god with the same divine power as him or a god with a higher divine power can see through his illusion at a glance, and it is useless for him to block it.
Ou Yeqing squinted: "You have read so many cursed books, do most of the cursed people get rid of the curse by killing the cursed person?"
The administrator nodded: "Some of the curses are just like what Mr. Qing said, and there are also some who will backfire on those who cast the curse, and some who are about to cast the curse to unblock you in person."
Ou Yeqing: …
It is impossible for Bao Ye to release the curse on him, but if you kill him...
Suddenly, with a puff, a pool of pus and blood sprayed onto the administrator's face.
The manager and the children next to him were stunned for a while. They didn't understand that Ou Yeqing's face was so good, how could he suddenly spit out a bunch of things
Ou Yeqing frowned in pain, but he was not good at wiping his face in front of everyone, so he hurriedly left a sentence that you continue to work, and left the library.
The administrator touched his face, then put down his hand to look, there was a pile of white, yellow, and red sticky liquid on his hand. What is this
The other boys shook their heads.
The administrator raised his hand and smelled it. A disgusting smell of blood entered his nose. With a disgusted expression, he hurried to the bathroom to wash his face.
Bao Ye, who was lying outside Ou Ye's main house, saw this and smiled sarcastically. Even if Ou Yeqing knew that the sarcoma on his face could be passed on to others, he would not be able to heal this face in his entire life without the control of powerful divine power.
Bao Ye retracted his gaze, turned his gaze to the ground, and found a place that looked like a dungeon.
The dungeon is dark and damp, and there is not a single person.
Bao Ye pulled his gaze back again, looked up at the sky, and quickly searched for each house floating near Ou Ye's main house. Then, he found that there was a house that was transparent, and the shape of the house was hidden by the invisible formation. , there is no way to find a house there.
A golden light flashed in Bao Ye's eyes, and then the house was clearly reflected in his eyes.
Various symbols were drawn around the house, but it did not prevent him from going to everything in the house. Soon, he found Xia Zong and Tang Kaiji.
The two stayed in the same room, Xia Zong was sitting by the window, staring blankly at the low-level gods walking outside the window, while Tang Kaiji was tied to Xia Zong's feet, struggling and struggling.
The gods who patrolled by would watch their every move from time to time.
When Xia Zong saw the low-level gods leave, his eyes moved, and he said to Tang Kaiji in a low voice: "Don't waste your efforts, with your divine power, it is impossible to struggle with the God's Body Binding Technique. Even if you can escape from here, it is useless, Your life and mine have been bound together, if I die, you will die too, as long as I don't go, no matter how far you run, you will still die."
Tang Kaiji stopped struggling and stared at him blankly.
"Don't rush to escape, someone will come to rescue you soon."
Tang Kaiji asked anxiously, "Who is here to save me? My dad? Or the boss of Jin?"
Xia Zong hooked his lips: "It's the ugly slave you hate the most to save you."
Tang Kaiji was slightly startled.
"I really envy the ugly slave who would risk his life to save you. I also want him to save me, but now he must hate me, let alone save me."
Tang Kaiji sneered: "Aren't you allied with the gods outside? It's not bad if you don't hurt people, do you still need someone else to save you?"
Xia Zong looked at him for a while, then smiled: "Yes, I'm with the gods, and I don't need anyone to save me. You said why the ugly slave is so slow, it's been such a long time, why hasn't it happened yet? I'm here to save you, it's not because I didn't hit you hard, so I'm not in a hurry at all."
He took out a small knife from the cabinet, grabbed Tang Kaiji's hand, and smiled grimly: "You said that if I chop off your hand and send it to the ugly slave, will he know that he is in a hurry?"
"You are mentally ill." Tang Kaiji was furious: "Ugly slave and I are teammates at most. Why does he take risks to save me? What ability does he have to save me?"
"You don't know him." Xia Zong put his hand on the table: "He is the kind of person who even if he has no ability, he will come to save people."
"Since you know he's here to save people, why are you cutting my hand?"
Xia Zong pursed his lips coldly: "I said I was purely jealous, do you believe it?"
"Damn." Tang Kaiji stopped struggling: "Chop if you want."
When Xia Zong saw that he couldn't resist, he lost interest in playing him, let go of his hand, and sneered: "It's really boring."
Tang Kaiji said angrily: "You are sick."
Xia Zong turned the knife in his hand: "You can't escape, and I can't escape. We are like grasshoppers tied to a rope. If I die, you will die, and if you die, I can't live."
Tang Kaiji rolled his eyes: "We can leave together."
Xia Zong sneered: "Did you treat the gods outside as useless paper figures, and you can leave if you leave? Believe it or not, as long as you dare to stand up and take two steps now, the gods outside will rush in immediately. We can get out. It's useless here, there are still people tied to our lives, and if the other party dies, we will die too."
Tang Kaiji said solemnly: "These gods treat our lives like ants and kill them. It's just a game of gods, and I don't know how many people we have died."
"What's the use of complaining? You can kill the gods outside if you can."
Tang Kaiji: "..."
Xia Zong looked at the twelve clouds outside and praised: "The scenery today is really beautiful."
Tang Kaiji glanced at it and said nothing.
The room was quiet again.
Bao Ye on the ground saw this and turned his eyes to other rooms. He saw the brothers' families thirty years later. There were old and young, and pregnant women with big bellies. There were more than 200 people in total. He rescued them. It's easy for a man, but it's harder if he protects them all by himself.
Suddenly he remembered the clone technique that Leng Zhuo used before, and quickly used the clone technique to divide himself into fifty people.
Bao Ye smiled in satisfaction, patted one of the clones and said, "It's up to you to save people later."
The fifty clones nodded and each used the invisibility technique to sneak into the house in the sky.
Bao Ye looked at his brother's family again and found that some children looked very similar to his future brothers. It is very likely that these children were his brothers when they were young, so they should be better protected.
He disappeared and flew into the sky.
Shutting down Xia Zong and the others is a five-entry quadrangle courtyard, the door is closed, and the low-level gods are guarding the door.
Baoye's avatar erased the Fulu engraved on the door, and without disturbing anyone, he walked in stealthily through the wall, and went straight to the room of Guanya Baoye's family.
Not long after they entered, the god in charge of supervising the courtyard took Ou Yeqing to the gate of the courtyard, and Ou Yeqing, who had not found a solution to his face, asked irritably, "Xia Zong really saw the person who changed history, yes, I saw him too. ."
"Then have you photographed his face?"
"Yes." The administrator who supervised the courtyard showed Ou Yeqing the previous image, and then let the people inside open the door.
When Ou Yeqing saw the ugly face in the photo, his whole body was shocked. Isn't this ugly person the one who made him look like a person or a ghost
He hurriedly asked, "Wu Yang, are you sure this person is the one who came back and changed history? I'm not mistaken that I hypnotized Xia Zong, it is indeed this person."
"Hehe-" Ou Yeqing let out a low laugh, and slowly, the more he laughed: "God help me, God help me too."
If this person is really the one who changed history after wearing it back, he would have some hostages threatening this person to help him heal his face, and maybe even threaten this person to do things for him, haha.
"Bang Yi" Suddenly, Ou Yeqing's face exploded, and at the same time, a lot of pus and blood spurted out, so scared Wu Yang quickly stepped back, saw the blood on the ground, and hurriedly asked: "Master Qing, what happened? matter?"
"It's okay." Ou Yeqing endured the pain and wiped the pus and blood from his face: "Let's go in."
"Okay." Wu Yang made a gesture of invitation: "Master Qing, please come inside."
Ou Yeqing stepped forward and walked into the door. When he retracted his back foot, he stopped abruptly and turned his head to look at the two gates: "I remember that the gate of the Siheyuan is not engraved with defensive runes?"
"That's right." Wu Yang turned his head to see the empty gate above, and couldn't help but be stunned: "Hey, why are the runes missing?"