The smell of blood rushed into her nostrils. As Fengjiu walked towards the light, she only saw someone drawing something dirty and wet on her face. The feeling was unbearable and she reached out and slapped it.
“Bang!”
A slap landed on my face, waking me up but also making me confused.
"What are you doing?"
She had a dark face, and she knew without even looking at it that she looked like neither a human nor a ghost. She glanced at Wanyan Shisan and saw that he was also staring at her blankly, with blood on one of his fingers, as if he was about to draw on her face, which made her mouth twitch.
"Awake?" Wanyan Shisan glanced at her with disdain and said, "It's so ugly."
"Why are you painting my face with blood?" Feng Jiu asked with a frown, glancing around, slightly surprised. He had solved all the problems in just a short while
"If I hadn't drawn the blood talisman for you, do you think you could come back?" He said unhappily, and looked at her doubtfully: "But you..."
He seemed to want to say something, but felt it was difficult to open his mouth, so he just waved his hand and said, "Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. Hurry up and wash your face with water. What has happened to a girl like you?"
Feng Jiu looked at him speechlessly. Seeing that he had also removed the barrier, she went to the backyard to wash her face. When she came back, she saw him sitting at a table bandaging his wounds, so she walked up to him and said, "Let me help you!"
"Hey, hey, hey, why are you taking off my cloth? I just tied it up, aren't you messing with it?" Wanyan Shisan shouted, and then he saw Fengjiu sprinkle something on his wound, causing him to groan in pain.
He stared at the white bubbles that appeared after the wound was sprinkled with medicine: "What the hell are you pouring on it? Why is it rolling out?"
"That's what I wanted to ask you. You from the Wanyan family don't know that you were injured by those things. If the wound is not treated properly, there will be problems."
Fengjiu said as she helped him clean his wound and tied the cloth again: "If you weren't my sister's thirteenth uncle, I wouldn't bother with you."
"Hey, you little girl have no conscience! Don't you think about it? I have taken care of you all the way, and you actually said this to me? Tell me, if I hadn't helped you call your soul back just now, do you think you can still stand here and talk?"
"Yes, I thank you for drawing ghost characters on my face."
"How can you blame me? I've already told you that I did it for your own good. If I hadn't taken the talisman... Never mind. I won't say any more. I know what you are like, little girl. You are heartless." He waved his hand, as if he didn't want to say anything more to her.
After Fengjiu had bandaged the wound, she walked over to the dead black-veiled lady and the man and collected all their belongings. As for the old monster, she turned around and said to Wanyan Shisan, "Do it yourself!"
"You took two?" Wanyan Shisan glanced at the things in her hands and said, "It looks like there are quite a lot of bad things."
"Who told me to kill these two people!" She said casually, took out some gold coins from one of the Qiankun bags and put them on the table, and said to the shopkeeper who had woken up but was hiding in the backyard and didn't dare to come out: "These are for your compensation."