"Miss Mu Yao, I just gave you a silver ingot yesterday. It should be enough for your expenses. Why do you need to embroider?"

Jiang Zhige's brows were wrinkled, the blood dripping hands looked really distressing.

"Young Master Jiang..."

Qi Muyao was a little stunned, she thought Jiang Zhige had left Qinghe Village.

"Jiang Gongzi, your silver ingots are enough for Mu Yao to live for several months, but, but..."

Qi Muyao hesitated, a silver ingot was indeed a gift to her, it would keep her from worrying about food for a few months, but she couldn't be lazy or even waste embroidery because of it.

Jiang Zhige's expression softened a little when he heard the words, and he sighed softly.

He wanted to give Qi Muyao a lifetime of riches and food, but with Qi Muyao's character, he would definitely not accept such a meritless reward.

Qi Muyao seems to be inferior and sensitive, but in fact she has some self-respect, otherwise she would have chosen to commit suicide instead of embroidering all day long.

"I only have this ability, if I don't embroider, I, I..."

Qi Muyao lowered her head and did not dare to say any more, for fear of causing Jiang Zhige's anger due to disobedience.

Jiang Zhige was stunned for a moment, but suddenly realized that Qi Muyao was blind and covered with scars. Not only could she not be able to do many things, but she would also be scorned when she went out. She usually doesn't even have anyone to talk to. What else could she do without embroidery? ?

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhige sighed again, and said softly, "Miss Mu Yao, you don't have to be like this in front of me in the future, just say something straight."

Qi Muyao nodded hastily, but still looked timid.

"Well, let me tell you a story."

"tell a story......?"

Qi Muyao has some doubts, but more curiosity.

Jiang Zhige stepped forward and sat next to Qi Muyao, and said in deep thought, "Yes, the story is called... The Legend of Liang Zhu."

So he began to tell Qi Muyao a long love story.

When the story was finished, Jiang Zhige thought that Qi Muyao would feel sorry or moved, but there was only a hint of envy in her expression.

"Jiang Gongzi, your story is unrealistic. How can two mortals turn into butterflies and depend on each other?"

Qi Muyao smiled and shook her head. Even so, she was really envious.

Even if there is no mythological element, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai love each other deeply until their death, but she has never felt what love is.

Jiang Zhige laughed dumbly, shook his head and said, "Miss Mu Yao, your opinion is really unique."

Qi Muyao didn't answer any more, she clenched the embroidered doll in her hand, as if something was brewing.

After a long time, Qi Muyao mustered up the courage and said thanks: "Jiang Gongzi, really, really thank you, today is the happiest day of Mu Yao's life."

Being able to talk to someone like her was already a gift for her.

Jiang Zhige is not only like that, but he will also tell her stories and get along like friends. This is a tenderness she has never felt before.

Jiang Zhige was relieved, and after getting along with him, Qi Muyao finally didn't have that timidity towards him.

"Miss Mu Yao, have you ever thought about removing your scars?"

Jiang Zhige told Qi Muyao stories for so long, firstly, he wanted Qi Muyao to have fun other than embroidery, and secondly, he wanted to dispel her vigilance, so as to remove her scars by taking a medicated bath.

Qi Muyao was flustered again when she heard the words, thinking that Jiang Zhige was mocking her.

"Don't think too much, I mean I can remove the scars for you, it's just up to you whether you want it or not."

In the peak state, Jiang Zhige can make Qi Muyao as good as ever with a wave of his hand, but now that the source is incomplete, he has to take a medicinal bath.

After healing the scar, only the eye injury remains, but Qi Muyao's eye injury seems to have been deliberately blinded by some kind of technique. Open method.

With Jiang Zhige's current strength, the quickest way to heal eye injuries is medicine pills.

He has no shortage of medicinal materials and techniques to make medicinal pills, but he lacks the spiritual power consumption required for medicinal pill making. To make medicinal medicinal pills that ignore the nature of heaven and earth, he must at least have spiritual power to enter the holy realm.

As soon as these words came out, Qi Muyao froze in place for a moment, her face full of disbelief.

There are not many women in the world who don't love beauty, and these hideous scars have made her suffer from so many rumors and rumors that she dare not deal with people.

If you can really get rid of scars, you can only ask for it, and there is nothing willing or unwilling.

However, these scars have been scabbed for a long time, and it is a bit troublesome to remove the immortals. Why is Jiang Zhige willing to help himself?

"Jiang Gongzi, why are you..."

In the past, Qi Muyao could still think that Jiang Zhige was kind, but this time she really couldn't find any reason.

"It's just a little effort, and besides being kind and generous, where do you need too many reasons?"

Now Jiang Zhige doesn't have anything important, he can only say why he is not doing it.

Qi Muyao was stunned for a long time after hearing the words, and then suddenly fell to the ground, posing to bow down to Jiang Zhige.

"What's this for?"

Jiang Zhige frowned slightly, pulling a touch of spiritual power to support Qi Muyao.

"Master, how can Mu Yao repay such kindness?"

Qi Muyao had tears in her eyes and her voice was choked up.

As far as she is concerned, whether Jiang Zhige can really remove the scars, she should be worshipped.

Qi Muyao has been alive for 16 years, not to mention that she has received such kindness and has no friends. Jiang Zhige thinks that she is doing her best, but it is a flash of fire on her winter night.

"Living well is the greatest reward for me."

Jiang Zhige's eyes were disappointed, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

Even if he were to return to Xuan Cang and start anew, and launch a lot of politics that surpasses immortals and mortals, it will not change the fact that there are still many people in the world who live in a low valley.

The so-called great harmony in the world, everyone is a fairy, is just a joke.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhige was taken aback.

He is just a traveler who has not experienced much wind and rain, why does he have these thoughts? Shouldn't we be thinking about how to enjoy life in the moment?

"Is it the effect of the rewritten memory? Or is it the system?"

Thinking of the many strange things before, Jiang Zhige became more and more terrified.

Sensing that the atmosphere was a bit wrong, Qi Muyao couldn't help but ask, "Young Master, what's the matter with you?"

Jiang Zhige pondered for a while, and found that he couldn't find any answer, and sighed, "It's okay, Miss Mu Yao, I'll prepare a medicinal bath for you now to get rid of the scars."

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Beyond the heavens, in endless chaos.

At this moment, there is a strange black mist shrouded in the chaos, causing the nearby cosmic space to gradually distort and deteriorate.

If a creature dares to approach, even if it does not look directly, it will lose itself in an instant and become something that does not belong to the world order.

"Yes, in just a few days, you can perceive your own strangeness."

"But it's a pity, it's a pity, the time is only a hundred years."

"If you still have to take this old road in the first life, maybe you are not an opponent even if you are connected."