Chapter 67

After hearing this, donglingce asks, "just burned the body and killed three people?"

Baoye nods.

Donglingce stared at him for a long time, thought about it and said, "I probably know what's going on with your face. "

" what's the matter? "

" if you do something good, your face will be better. If you do something bad, your face will change back. If you want your face to turn better, you have to do more good things than you do bad things. "

" is that true? "When Baoye recalled the first time, he saved a group of people after the storm, so how could his face change back immediately?

he thought carefully. Did he say that when the tornado came, he didn't persuade the slaves to avoid the tornado, resulting in many people dying in the end?

the more Baoye thought, the more likely it was, After the flood came, he saved a large number of slaves, and refined medicine, so that most of the slaves escaped the plague, so his face was half better, and now because of killing his face, he grew sarcoma again.

Ah, this face is really strange. It must have been a lot of missing things in my last life to have such a retribution. By the way, the ugly slave, like himself, needs to be investigated carefully.

"You have saved so many people before, and your face is only half as good. If you want to completely restore the whole face, you have to save people from three or four cities. After your face is good, you can't do bad things, otherwise you have to save more people. "

Baoye doesn't care:" it's OK for a man to be ugly, as long as he has strong ability. "

donglingce joked:" you're not afraid that you're too ugly to find a wife? "

Baoye hummed:" if the other party really likes me, he won't care about my face. If you care, it means that she doesn't really like me, and she doesn't really like my wife. What's the use of coming here? "

--- then you are doomed to have no wife in your life. "Donglingce turns back to the main topic:" there is a big problem with melanoma on your face. "

" what's the problem? "

" according to my guess, if you do all the bad things, you will not only have sarcomas on your face, but also on your neck and body until you die. "

Baoye:...

according to the development of sarcomas, it is possible that, as donglingce said, if the soul does not take the initiative to leave the body, and he still wants to stay in the world, he can't do too many bad things.

Baoye wonders, "Why are you so interested in my face?"

donglingce's right elbow is on the back of the seat, his head is supported by his palm, and he says lazily, "I wonder why my divine power can't cure your face? "

if he can't cure his face, no one in the world can cure him.

Baoye has no words to express his eyes: "there are so many things you can't do. Do you have to explore the reasons one by one?"

"many?" donglingce confidently said, "how do I feel that there are few things I can't do in this world."

"Can you turn the sky into the ground and let slaves walk on it? Can you make all slaves have divine power? Can you turn the sun and the moon upside down? Can you revive all the ancient gods? Can you violate all the rules of heaven? Can you sacrifice yourself to save others?"

when asked a series of questions, donglingce was really knocked down by him.

"You can't get so many things, but you are interested in my face. I think you have nothing to do. "Baoye opens the door and gets off as soon as the car stops.

When donglingce comes into the hall with a swagger, he is really Baoye of his villa, and looks at the Deacon Tao, who has been silent for a long time.

"Does he still have me in his eyes?"

deacon Tao looked at him from the rearview mirror and said, "you did not connive at it.

Baoye is always in the hall, so he looks for Zi sangyan Ruo.

Zisang Yan Ruo was very happy to see him. He frowned at Zisang's mirror and couldn't help but look at the ugly slave. From the other side's eyes, the ugly slave had no love or flattery to his family. He just took his sister as a friend and could not help but feel relieved and did not stop her from going out with the slave, After all, she has no friends here.

Donglingce came in and asked, "why don't you go out today when the water has subsided?"

Zisang Yanjing said, "go out tomorrow."

Donglingce's eye sweeping hall asked, "where are your two friends?"

"they have something to go home to. Come back to me when the water is out."

Zisang Yanjing stood up and motioned with his eyes to donglingce to sit outside the landing window.

After sitting down, donglingce asked, "do you want to ask if I did the flood?"

donglingce did not hide: "I did it."

Zi sang Yan Jing worried: "you will be regarded as a public enemy by the gods of the world in this way."

"They have the ability to find out that I did it. "Donglingce jokingly laughed:" if you have time to worry about me, it's better to worry about yourself. "

Zisang's face sank when he thought about him.

"If you have a problem that you can't solve, come to me."Son Yan Sangjing nodded: "thank you."

That night, donglingce asked Baoye to watch for him again.

"If you disturb me to sleep again like that night, I'll make you stand all night."

Baoye retorts: "if you give me a pillow, will I disturb you?"

donglingce sneers: "aren't you powerful? You won't change your own style?"

Baoye: "you're not so powerful that you can't change your own style?" "

it makes sense that he didn't think of it before.

as like as two peas in the middle of the room, he immediately changed into a big bed.

Donglingce saw that he was the same as the pillow: "I have to doubt who is the master of the two of us."

Baoye ignores his words and falls down on the bed happily.

After several days on the hard floor, he was able to sleep in bed.

"This bed is so soft and comfortable."

Baoye makes a roll on the bed, and then makes a somersault.

Donglingce looks at him like a monkey. He turns his eyes unskillfully like Baoye: "ugly people do more mischief. "

Baoye quickly rebukes him:" it's ugly to wear. "

Dong lingce sneered:" do you mean that you look ugly because of the wearing problem? "

" this is part of the problem. Isn't it said that people depend on clothes, while Buddha depends on gold clothes? "Baoye turns 360 degrees, and changes into a dark blue casual jeans.

He pulled his clothes and walked from the head of the bed to the end of the bed like he was walking on the t-stand. He put his hands in his pants and asked, "how are you more handsome?"

donglingce picked his eyebrows: "it's still ugly. "

in fact, after changing a suit of clothes, their temperament has changed a lot, just like college students who have just come out of school, with a fresh breath. Their ugly face is a little ugly, but their smile is very cheerful and confident, which is a little charming.

Baoye spits in his hand, wipes it to Liuhai, and then combs it with his hand: "what about this?"

he is very handsome without looking at his face. However, donglingce would not tell him honestly: "it's ugly and dirty. Can you be a little disgusted? "

Baoye is angry and says:" master Dongling, you can't give me some face and praise me against my heart? "

Dongling CE hooked his lips:" I won't praise two words against my heart. If I want to gently damage one sentence, I can try it. "

" OK, tell me. "

Donglingce usually says that he is ugly. This time, Baoye wants to hear how he damages him tactfully.

The smile on the corner of Dongling CE's mouth is deeper: "your buttocks grow a lot of hemorrhoids."

Baoye is stunned. It takes several seconds to understand that he compares his face to his butt and his sarcoma to hemorrhoids.

Donglingce looked at his face muddled, puff Chi a smile: "do you think my description is very suitable for you."

"Dongling strategy, see the move. "Baoye jumps up and pours at donglingce on the opposite bed.

Donglingce raised his foot and kicked him: "your hands and head are saliva, don't go to my bed. "

Baoye turns over to avoid the attack, holds donglingce's pillow and rubs his head against it:" I'm not only going to get on your bed, but also rubbing your pillow. "

donglingce sinks his face, grabs his hair and drags it to the bathroom to wash him with water.

"Pain, pain, master, you hurt me. "Baoye cried out:" ah, it's not polite! "

Leng Zhuo and Zisang Yanjing downstairs heard the voice from above and looked at each other.

"Indecent? I need indecent you?" Dongling CE was angry with him, poured out shampoo, and rubbed his hair: "you are not impolite, I am good. "

Baoye cries again:" I'm in pain. You hurt me. Don't use so much force. You should be light and light. "

downstairs, the pieces in Leng Zhuo's hands fell on the chessboard.

Son mulberry Yan mirror uneasy light cough a: "above good fierce ah."

But the taste of donglingce is really It's too heavy.

Think about that slave's ugly face. How can donglingce get down to his mouth?

"look, you have torn off so much hair. "Baoye looks at his hair all over the ground, but he doesn't know that his words attract endless reverie from the two men downstairs.

Mao doesn't mean the hair below?

the two men immediately fantasized about the picture of Dong lingce tearing off a pile of hair when he was sweeping Baoye.

Donglingce washed his hair and dried it with mana: "hand out to wash it."

Baoye held out his hand and said, "you are really a cleanliness addict. "

" you're not clean? Do you want me to make a pile of saliva on your bed? "Dong lingce flushed his hands and kicked him out of the bathroom.

Baoye jumps directly onto donglingce's bed, jumps on it a few times and leaves a few footprints before he jumps back to his bed.

Donglingce squinted.

Baoye is guilty of pulling up the quilt to cover his head: "sleep and sleep."

Sleep, right? Donglingce quickly came to his bedside, pulled up the sheets, wrapped the people up, and then fixed them with the border, and threw them down from the balcony: "Leng Zhuo, throw him into the garbage can outside.""Yes. "Leng Zhuo picked up the large group of sheets, and then, there was a voice inside the sheets, which scared Leng Zhuo almost didn't throw away the sheets.

"Master, I was wrong."

Dongling CE Leng hum, turn back to the room to sleep.

Leng Zhuo threw the bed sheet to the big garbage can outside the villa: "next time you serve the master, remember to apply some medicine in advance, so it doesn't hurt so much. "

Baoye:" ha? "

Leng Zhuo leaves Baoye back to his room to sleep.