"So it is not impossible to make hair dye and contact lenses. If you can find crystals and plants similar to natural dyes, it is not only not difficult, but also very simple. If the structure is very similar, it may be consumed
The energy can be ignored." Shaye added.
I see... When Heerrou nodded thoughtfully, Disani, who had been observing her, spoke.
"There's no need to be embarrassed, it's just your hair, there's nothing to be stingy about if it's safer." Dishani pursed her lips and said with some disappointment.
"No, no, no, it's not difficult. I just need to find something to make props." Haier said confidently.
"Is that so? I'll leave it to you." Dishani frowned, but finally chose to believe her, and very quickly.
I regretted this.
"What on earth are you doing?" Dishani looked at Haerrou and asked very puzzledly. She already had two large bags of seasonings, a bag of flour and a pot hanging on her body, but she was still looking for something in the ruins.
There was no sign of resolving the problem, which made Dishani wonder if she had been deceived.
"I'm looking for something. I told you I need something to make props!" Haerrou shouted while holding the giant sword she took from Disani, trying to move the stone pillars one by one.
Pry open.
"Do you need seasoning flour and an iron pot to make props?" Dishani said expressionlessly.
"Ahem, I'm just taking it in passing. Well, it's already turned over anyway. It's more convenient to take it on the road, right?" Haierrou scratched her face in embarrassment.
"Then tell me first what you are looking for. If the current trend continues, I'm afraid you won't be able to find it even if it gets dark." Dishani said helplessly and walked to Heerrou, reaching out to hold it.
She picked up the big sword that she used as a crowbar, and with a deep shout, veins popped up on her arm, and the stone was pried up, revealing the space under the ruins.
"This is already the fourth kitchen you have found." Dishani concluded after taking a glance.
"Ahem, that must be a coincidence, a coincidence," Haerrou said in embarrassment. She originally wanted to find glass to decorate her butt, but she found four rooms, all of which were kitchens. She was also very desperate.
"Tell me, what are you looking for?" Dishani asked directly.
"Um, glass or mirror, and plants, preferably plants that stain your hands." Haierrou, who had given up on treatment, no longer pretended.
"I have colored glaze here, is it enough?" Dishani threw a shiny object over.
"What is this?" Haierrou caught it subconsciously.
"The twin goddess statues carved from crystal were originally intended to be given to Guniya, but I left in a hurry and forgot about them." Dishani dusted off the dust on the giant sword, looked at the scratches on the sword, and put the sword back again with some distress.
It was hung on the sword stand behind him.
"That's enough. If you have it, why didn't you take it out earlier!" Haerrou complained casually, and put the 'statue' that was so rough that the human form was not visible at all into the space backpack. But when he raised his head, what he faced was
It was Dishani's stern gaze.
"Have you told me what you are looking for?" Disani said coldly, her eyes looking completely retarded.
"Okay, okay! We've found it anyway, haven't we?" Haierrou decisively changed the subject and said: "Now there are only some plants left to find, preferably ones that are more stainable. Do you have any impressions?"
"Just pick up the wormwood fruit and rub it twice on your hands, and it will dye your hands black. But... you don't want to use that stuff to dye my hair, do you? The smell of wormwood is not good.
!!" Disani looked at Haerrou with doubtful eyes.
"How is that possible? Do you think those things can be used to dye hair? Even if you don't mention the smell, the color loss alone cannot be solved, right?" Haierrou looked surprised.
"Let me trust you one more time." Disani pointed to a bush in the distance with a suspicious look on her face: "The one with black fruits is the wormwood. Go and pick it yourself."
"Hey? Aren't you going to help?" Haierrou was a little confused.
"I still have to take care of Guniya." Dishani smiled in the direction of the little girl.
But Gunia had already woken up while just looking for something, and now she was sitting on the blanket with Liv, having a good time, taking care of a ghost? Haerrou was a little confused, but looked at Dishani's face
With a caring expression, he still gave up the argument, muttered a few words, and then ran to pick up the fruits of the 'Buttercup'.
Haierrou looked at the large clump of low plants in front of her. It looked like a bush from a distance, but when she got closer, she realized that it was actually a ball of more than a dozen grasses. Thick purple-black grass stems were covered with fibers.
, only a dozen centimeters above the ground, there are more than a dozen twigs sprouting from the branches. The thick leaves are densely intertwined, and there are bunches of clear or purple fruits like small grapes dotted between the leaves.
"This thing looks a bit like Phytolacca?" Haierrou, who said this, had just pulled off a few strings of fruits the size of her little finger, then covered her nose and retreated. She ran back angrily and asked: "Damn it, why is this thing like this?"
Smelly!"
"I told you, the smell of hyacinth is not good, you have to pick it yourself." Dishani said calmly, and pulled the two girls back a few steps without leaving any trace.
"Then you didn't say it smelled so bad!" Haier sat back and stared angrily.
"Then you didn't ask." Dishani's tone was calm, but...
"The corners of her mouth were turned up 15°, and she was gloating!" Saya added a last-ditch shot.
"Hey! Is this revenge? It must be revenge, right? Look me in the eyes and speak!" Haerrou said angrily, glared at her fiercely, and ran to wash her hands in the creek outside the village.
Already.
"Let's follow. We'll leave as soon as she finishes washing." Dishani smiled, pulled the two children, and followed. 4
"Is this good?" Dishani held her hands on her hair that was still dripping, and her tone was a little confused. She really couldn't understand why pouring some colorless juice on her hair and then wrapping it with a cloth could disguise her hair.
Is it to make a headscarf? Then what’s the point of collecting the smelly hyacinth and sprinkling those strange colorless and tasteless juices on your head? You can’t just take off your pants and fart, right?
"What? You don't believe it? If you don't believe it, just wait five minutes and then take off the headscarf and you will know!" Haierrou said angrily.
"Do you want five more minutes?" Disani still looked calm, but her tone was a little anxious.
"Five more minutes! Not even one second less!" Heerrou hummed, leaning on her arm. It takes thirty minutes in total and five more minutes to wait. Of course she made it up! Those things that Shaye used to use substances
The dye extracted by the printer only takes ten minutes to take effect. She is just taking revenge.
Even though Disani always had a masked face, after getting along with her for a while, she realized that this guy was not a dull and cold guy at all. He was simply bound by the previous rules and regulations.
, a rebellious and curious cat! Just watch her retaliate by asking you to pick wormwood fruits to whet her appetite. For this kind of person, you ask her to endure her curiosity.
It is the best revenge!
"How long will it take?" Disani was sitting precariously, but her fingers were tapping slowly involuntarily.
"Three minutes!" Haierrou took out an irregular piece of wood unhurriedly.
"How long will it take?" Dishani touched her hair from time to time, and her legs that were resting upright just now began to shake slightly.
"One minute!" Haierrou took a handful of horsehair and slowly stretched it on the wood one by one.
"How much longer!?" Dishani's voice became a little choppy, and she even kept stroking the hand holding her hair.
"Ten seconds!"
"Nine"
"Three! Two! One!" As soon as the words fell, Dishani, who was sitting on the ground, jumped up and almost pulled out the afterimage of her legs with broken steps. She couldn't wait to pull them down before she even reached the stream.
The coarse cloth covering his head was removed, and a black waterfall surged out.
"How's it going? Do you like it?" Haierrou smiled, picked up the piano she had just made from tung trees and horsehair, and walked over.
"Thank you." Dishani looked at the water. The sudden and serious thanks made Haerrou a little confused.
"Ah ha, you're welcome. I'm also helping myself. After all, you've disguised yourself well, and I'm much safer!" Haerrou scratched her hair unaccustomedly, and her black hair was showing.
The hair was scratched and turned into a bird's nest.
"That's not what I said." Dishani shook her head.
"Huh? That's it?" Haerrou didn't understand what she was talking about at all.
"I used to have black hair and black eyes, but after I became a warrior, I turned into blond hair and silver eyes. When you do this, I seem to see myself before I became a sword. So thank you." Disani gently touched the water with her fingers.
, the eyes without focus seemed to see something else through the mirror.
"Will you dye your hair if you become a great sword?" Haerrou raised her eyebrows.
"That's right. All big swords will be turned into blond hair and silver eyes by the demon's flesh and blood. Otherwise, what do you think? Does the organization still look at your appearance when selecting warriors?" Disani, who came back to her senses, turned into that arrogant person again.
The dull smile made Haierrou feel a little unhappy.
"Okay, try this piano, it contains your sword." Haierrou threw the newly made piano roughly. The fast speed and huge weight would probably knock ordinary people over, but Di
Shani is not an ordinary person.
"Qin?" Disani caught the flying Qin as easily as she caught a piece of paper. She held it in front of her chest with one hand and casually scanned it twice and commented: "The sound is terrible, like a saw cutting."
It’s as slimy and weak as rotten wood.”
"What else do you want? We don't have time to dry the wood slowly in the shade. The piano is made entirely of wet paulownia wood. It's good if it can sound. Anyway, it's just used to deceive others." Haierrou clapped her hands indifferently and said: