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Zhang Jinguang had been washing in the bathroom for a long time. Er, who was frightened by him, stood outside the door and did not dare to ask him if he could do it or if he needed anything else. The other two maids saw Er being so frightened.
Don't even dare to say a word.
Zhang Jinguang felt refreshed every time he washed in it. Even his extremely dirty hair was washed out of its original black color. Especially the medicinal properties emitted by the misty petals of the Hengyuan Mountains were repeatedly immersed in him.
Between the skin and the changes brought about by him unconsciously practicing the Heart Sutra, the body that had undergone subtle changes earlier was at this moment, the dead muscles became more active, and the skin color changed obviously, becoming soft and moist!
He took a closer look and saw that he had shiny skin, and he felt indescribable joy in his heart. He also found that various parts of his body had obviously more muscles, gradually hiding those abrupt joints and bones. Although
It was still far from what people imagined. It was such a big change that surprised him.
You must know that even if the dead zombie body can undergo subtle changes, it requires very arduous practice and effort. It is like a dead tree. It is more difficult for it to sprout and sprout branches again than to reach the sky.
While he was excited, he couldn't help but touch his face again, and it felt much better. This reminded him of the feeling he felt when he touched his face when he was lying in the thousand-year-old jungle when he just traveled through time.
It disappointed him to the extreme, and his life reached a freezing point!
"Finally, finally looks like someone!"
He lay quietly in the barrel, and the bath water was just the right temperature for Zhang Jinguang to recall the past with ease.
What kind of past is this? Is it unbearable to look back? Or is it full of twists and turns? Painful? Miserable and desolate?
It would not be an exaggeration if all these words were applied to Zhang Jinguang.
"If I hadn't met a thousand-year-old Taoist, it would be impossible for my zombie body to reach such a state!" Zhang Jinguang thought of this and couldn't help but touch the small crystal on his forehead. Usually, the small crystal looks like
A small scar is attached to his forehead. When it moves, it looks like an eye with expression.
Perhaps it was because Zhang Jinguang's face was covered with dirt, and because the small crystal was not active at that time, it did not attract the attention of Wag and Gao Mi in the Kalai Tavern.
At this time, this small crystal was touched affectionately by Zhang Jinguang. It suddenly became spiritually connected and began to receive Zhang Jinguang's thoughts. Slowly, slowly, a wisp of lavender smoke surged in the crystal.
…
"Well, I really had a very comfortable bath this time! It's time to get up, and Bujin is still waiting outside to come in and take a bath! Well, this kid is also surprisingly dirty, even more than me. Yes, he should be more than me.
I have many." Zhang Jinguang thought this way and took a deep breath:
"Hiss——"
A stream of light blue mist came out of nowhere and floated into the small crystal where the mist was already floating. In an instant, his whole body dissipated. Zhang Jinguang suddenly seemed to be melted, and his entire consciousness was in a trance. The small crystal
Only then did it return to its previous calmness, and quietly embedded itself on the forehead, as beautiful as a scar still at rest.
"Hi!" He stood up neatly, and the water droplets attached to his skin rolled down his body into the steaming bath water. He shook his head vigorously, and his wet black hair suddenly
A lot of bath water spewed out and scattered around, reflecting soft light. Only then did Zhang Jinguang realize that the light had been lit at some point, and then he realized that it was already dark and night had come.
"I have been washing for more than three hours without knowing it. Ir didn't remind me. Bu Jin must be impatient with waiting!" Zhang Jinguang quickly stepped out of the barrel, "Taking a bath is indeed a chore.
It’s a very comfortable thing, but I don’t know when I can enjoy it again? Humph, that brat Bujin seems to be reluctant!”
Zhang Jinguang thought like this, picked up a towel to dry the bath water on his body, followed Yier's instructions, picked up the clean clothes on the bench and put them on.
This is a set of attire worn by young men of high status from the Tujanan tribe in winter. Except for the relatively suitable length, the other parts are not suitable for Zhang Jinguang because he is too thin.
After he put on the very loose clothes and was about to open the door and leave the bathroom, he suddenly remembered something, turned around and went back to the barrel, rummaging through the pile of dirty clothes and found a sharp knife. He saw
Seeing this sharp knife, he smiled slightly:
"Poison King! I'm here to find you!"
He muttered in his mouth and put away the sharp knife. He looked at the sleeveless leather jacket that he had replaced. Although the workmanship was particularly rough, it was made of cat monster skin and was also very valuable. It was also very expensive.
Because of this, Wag and Gao Mi took a fancy to his ability in the Millennium Jungle and wanted to invite him to participate in tomorrow's game.
Zhang Jinguang picked up the leather jacket and put it on over the clean clothes with difficulty. He also took out the water monster skin from the pile of dirty clothes and tied it around his waist. Then he turned around again with satisfaction and walked over to the bathroom to clean up the clothes.
The door opened.
Yi Er and the others had been waiting outside the door politely, standing there silently, always ready to listen to Zhang Jinguang's orders. But what they didn't expect was that this vicious guest was not in any trouble at all.
They washed themselves up inside. The three of them didn't dare to ask any questions outside, especially after Zhang Jinguang yelled at Yi Er. They were even careful about their breathing outside, for fear of disturbing the devil-like person.
distinguished guest, and bring unnecessary disaster.
Zhang Jinguang saw Yi Er again and grinned at her apologetically. He wanted to give her an apologetic smile, but the smile floating on his face was very ugly. This may have something to do with his still somewhat stiff facial muscles.
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Yier was happy to himself that everything was fine without being yelled at by Zhang Jinguang anymore. He didn't even consider what kind of expression he showed on his face, so he bravely came up to him and whispered very humbly.
said:
"Distinguished guest! Please follow me, and let's go back to the restaurant together! The master has been waiting for you there for a long time!" After Yi Er finished speaking, without waiting for Zhang Jinguang to express his position, he turned around and left just like when he took him to the bathroom.
Lead the way for him.
Zhang Jinguang followed Yier without saying a word, and went with her guiltily. In fact, Yier and the other two maids saw that Zhang Jinguang was still wearing his smelly and dirty leather jacket, but
They didn't dare to persuade him to take it off and wash it.
It wasn't until Zhang Jinguang had already disappeared with Yi Er, but the two maids still waited for a long time, then covered each other's faces and laughed at this ferocious ghost, what a big fool! Then they hurriedly entered
He went to the bathroom and began to clean up the mess left by Zhang Jinguang.