Before walking far, Jiang Zhige suddenly noticed a familiar figure.

It was the ugly girl from before, sitting alone on a stone in the forest outside the village, she seemed to be holding something in her hand.

Jiang Zhige's eyes flickered slightly, and he walked over after a little hesitation.

He didn't hide the sound of his footsteps, and the ugly girl soon found that someone was approaching her.

"Who, who?!"

The ugly girl was very nervous, and hurriedly protected the thing in her hand.

"Girl, it's me."

In order to avoid the ugly girl's resistance, Jiang Zhige still stopped his footsteps five meters away.

The ugly girl became more and more nervous when she heard the words, and was about to run away with the object in her hand.

Jiang Zhige felt helpless and said, "Hold on, girl, I have no ill intentions."

The ugly girl slowly stopped, turned her back to Jiang Zhige, and asked weakly, "You, what's the matter with you..."

Jiang Zhige opened his mouth and stopped talking, but then changed his mouth and said, "The girl was in a hurry before, I haven't been able to ask your name yet."

"Qi, Qi Muyao..."

When Qi Muyao finished speaking, there was no movement from Jiang Zhige.

Just when he breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Jiang Zhige had already left, a voice approaching Chi Chi suddenly sounded in front of him.

"Miss Mu Yao, what you have in your hand is..."

Jiang Zhige's brows were slightly wrinkled. At this time, Qi Muyao's scarred hand was dripping with blood, as if it had been pierced by something sharp.

Qi Muyao was startled at first, and when she lifted the object in her hand, she rarely smiled, and spread out her hand to reveal the embroidery doll and some needles and thread inside.

Embroidered dolls are very simple, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are ugly, but they are also somewhat rudimentary, and you can see what is embroidered.

Some are cows, some are birds, and some are little people.

"Miss Mu Yao, you can embroider these dolls even if you are blind in both eyes. While Jiang admires it, he is also puzzled. You don't hesitate to prick your hands with blood to make these dolls in order to..."

Jiang Zhige sighed, being able to embroider these dolls proves that Qi Muyao was not born blind.

Qi Muyao cherished these dolls in her hands and replied, "Before I lost my eyesight, I only had this ability, and I usually made a little income by selling them..."

Jiang Zhige's heart is getting heavier and heavier. He earns money from these dolls, not to mention if anyone buys them. Even if someone buys them, what will the money be enough to buy?

The most important thing is that Qi Muyao is at most fifteen or sixteen years old, and she needs to make money from this kind of thing, which proves that her parents are long gone.

"Miss Mu Yao, it seems that you have already embroidered, where are you going to sell it?"

While Jiang Zhige was talking, he had already decided to heal Qi Muyao's scars and eye injuries.

With his power, it is easy to heal such mortal wounds. Since he happened to meet such a poor girl, he has no reason to turn a blind eye.

Although Jiang Zhige is Jiang Zhige, he is not the devil emperor in the novel, nor is Jiang Zhige the great emperor of Xuan Cang who remembers the picture. He doesn't need too many reasons to help a girl who met by chance.

Qi Muyao didn't understand why Jiang Zhige asked, but she answered obediently, "In Xuanlu City, five miles outside the village..."

"Miss Mu Yao is blind and inconvenient to move. It just so happens that I have to go to the city. Why don't you point out the direction and I'll show you the way."

"Master, son, I look ugly, will I walk with you..."

Qi Muyao was not overjoyed for the first time, but fearful.

She had forgotten how long someone was willing to walk with her.

"It's just some scars, what about ugly?"

Jiang Zhige shook his head and smiled. If he was someone who cared about his appearance, how could he make up memories that touched the entire heaven?

"Sura Wushen"

Qi Muyao refused several times, but he still couldn't beat Jiang Zhige, so he could only point out the direction for him and follow him into the city.

After arriving at Xuanlu City, Qi Muyao took out some white cloth to cover her scar as much as possible, so that she didn't look too scary.

Jiang Zhige also changed his tattered clothes and changed into a low-key and decent mortal ink robe, and took out a dark mask that only exposed his eyes to cover his face.

Everyone knows his appearance, if anyone recognizes him and makes a noise, it will be over in the ears of Nangong Rou's third daughter.

Soon after the two entered the city, Jiang Zhige first took Qi Muyao to the downtown area to sell embroidered dolls, and then went to find a drug store in the city.

Although Jiang Zhige's strength is now incomplete, to remove Qi Muyao's scars, he only needs to mix several medicinal herbs for a medicinal bath. One of the medicinal herbs is not in the storage space, so he bought it from the pharmacy in the city.

There is no such medicinal material in the storage space of the Devil Emperor. It is not because this medicinal material is extremely precious, but it is too sparse and common. It is like a weed to a monk, and the Great Emperor will not collect it.

But because of this, most of the pharmacies in the mortal towns have this medicinal material.

A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Zhige finished purchasing the medicinal materials and returned to Qi Muyao on the same route.

But as soon as he arrived in the downtown area, he noticed a commotion ahead.

"Ugly! How dare you come to town and sell your disgusting doll?"

"Look at what this is, do you really think anyone would like it?"

"What are you talking about, you forgot that they are blind?"

Hearing these harsh sarcasm, Jiang Zhige's eyes flashed with cold light, and he already had the intention to kill.

He can't stand bullying the weak, let alone a group of men bullying a girl who has such a miserable background.

Not far away, Qi Muyao was pushed to the ground, and the white cloth was torn to pieces, revealing hideous scars inside.

Her eyes were full of big tears, and she desperately protected the embroidered doll in her arms.

In front of Qi Muyao, stood three men in official uniforms with rough faces.

Just when Jiang Zhige was about to take action, a thin figure walked out quickly and blocked Qi Muyao.

The headed short-bearded man showed contempt and said coldly, "Boy, are you trying to meddle in your own business?"

The young man dressed plainly but with firm eyes, took the wooden sword behind him and pointed it at the man with the beard cut off, and said solemnly: "Three officials, I just want to ask, what's wrong with this girl?"

"What's wrong? Don't you know that Xuanlu City has been rectified recently, and beggars are strictly prohibited from going to the streets?"

"She sells such disgusting dolls that no one wants. The people who buy them are all out of kindness and charity. They are no different from beggars. If I hadn't seen her pitiful, I would have put her in jail!"

The man with the broken beard snorted coldly, looking at the wooden sword in the boy's hand with contempt.

Can this toy also be used as a weapon?

"Ridiculous! Xuanlu City is so big, but there is no room for a girl? I think the so-called rectification is just to see the immortals coming in three months later, and I want to make it clear!"

"you wanna die!"

The man with the broken beard was instantly furious and strode towards the young man.

Seeing this, the teenager was not afraid at all, but took out a human-shaped embroidered doll in his arms and shouted angrily: "Besides! Who dares to say that selling these embroidered dolls is no different from beggars?!"