Although Le Yu has long known that the scabbards who dared to participate in the battle for the sword are not good, the crazy-faced swordsman Niruo, the young god general Mie Tangya, the instant annihilator 'Yin', the stalker Ayame, and the beast master Fu Lu
, Drink the blood and play the piano and enjoy the yin...
But the fact that even the profession of 'face peeler' actually appeared in this game really surprised him. Even if Thousand Faces is really very practical, aren't the people who hired him behind the scenes afraid -
"Hey, hey, what are you looking at?" Qianmian tilted his head: "You are not good people, are you? Why are you still looking at me with such repulsive eyes, as if I am a lower level alien than you?
akin."
"In fact, that's exactly what it is." Niruo said calmly: "I have killed countless young girls with my sword, but I have never done such vicious and dirty things that take away a girl's face."
"Is it a vicious and dirty thing?" Qianmian crossed his hands and said, "I'm very touched. You actually think that killing is more elegant and clean than what I did."
"Wait a minute." Le Yu suddenly realized a loophole: "Even if you skinned Shang Lingyi's face, the merchant should be a wealthy family. With their financial resources, it should be easy to hire a few medical officers to restore their face.
Is it something?"
A person like Shi Wen, whose whole body was severely burned and was about to turn into black coal, can now turn into a mental young man with scars. Such a small thing as losing his face is in the hands of Medical Officer Huiyao who has a crooked technology tree.
It should be a minor surgery not worth mentioning.
"Pay attention to my word choice, Teacher Qin." Qian Mian said with a smile: "I mean she 'lost' her face. It may be difficult for you laymen to understand, but there are actually many ways to change a person's face. Just tap
A few teeth, changing the shape of the bone... Really, you may not be able to imagine that scene. When Shang Lingyi looked in the mirror after treatment, what appeared in front of her was an ugly face she had never seen before. She
Just crazy."
"Whether it was physical or psychological, her 'face' was completely lost."
Niruo frowned: "Did you see her going crazy with your own eyes?"
"On the day the treatment ended, I 'borrowed' a certain medical officer's face and openly witnessed the final face-peeling ceremony." Qianmian Youyou said: "How could those medical officers know that I secretly changed her?
After my face was peeled off, unless I was willing to 'return' it to her, no one in the world could help her restore her original appearance, not even the chief medical officer."
Le Yu and Ni Ruo looked at each other and nodded secretly - I'll be cruel later, kill her instantly if I can, and don't let her have the chance to shout Dora Cha Huan.
"You seem to have some misunderstandings about me." Qianmian found a tree to lean against and shrugged: "However, in fact, there are not many misunderstandings. I have basically done everything you imagine in your mind."
"For example, after killing someone else's son, I disguised myself as him, went home to have dinner with his parents, and then after falling asleep, I reunited them with their families..."
"For example, I tied up the male master and asked him to watch me transform into him and enter his mansion, and then the bedroom soon resounded with the joyful moans of his lovely wives and concubines..."
"For example, when the governor of a certain county went to Yanjing, I disguised myself as him, occupied the magpie's nest, and used the power of the fox to force the subordinates to rebel, killing all the loyal and good people, and doing the opposite..."
"As for pretending to be the target's loved ones and taking the opportunity to assassinate them in the dead of night, so that the target will not remain in peace, I have done more."
Every time Qian Mian said something, Ni Ruo's hand holding the knife tightened a little more, and Le Yu's fist became a little harder.
"but."
Qian Mian showed a bright smile: "I am a good person."
"Don't laugh." She raised her eyebrows: "The evidence is that I became the scabbard. If the people behind the scenes didn't believe in me, would they let me participate in this game?"
"It's also possible that the meat-eaters are blind." Le Yu said.
"But don't you think that my cross-dressing skills are stronger, more difficult to guard against, and more uncomfortable than Lao Shizi's hidden sword fighting method?" Qianmian touched his face: "But Huiyao Two Thousand Years Why are we only banning swords hidden in white hair, but not letting my cross-dressing skills go down in history?"
Le Yu was about to speak, but he suddenly realized something and shut his mouth immediately.
Niruo said: "First, unlike Hidden Sword and White Hair, you have no distinguishing features; second, your royal bloodline can be discerned, and your cross-dressing skills cannot pretend to be a member of the royal family."
"I'm very touched." Qianmian smiled and said, "The reasons you gave Niruo are all wrong. Teacher Qin, it seems you have guessed the real reason."
"Your transformation technique is too superb and unheard of. I have never heard of any tactic that can do this before. Maybe the interior tactic can do it, but it must at least be a doctor who has reached the highest level. Officials..."
Le Yu touched the iron bracelet on his wrist and said, "Is your transformation technology derived from the effect of the magic weapon?"
"Ultimate Divine Weapon·Transforming Water."
Qian Mian has no intention of keeping it secret: "The water of transformation is just a drop of water. It cannot be bound normally. Drinking it will take effect immediately. After the drinker dies, the whole body will melt into mud, but a drop of dark blue water will appear in the heart - That is the water of transfiguration.”
"Teacher Qin, you should know who makes the magic weapons, right?"
"Royalty."
"That's right, it's the Huiyao Royal Family. Since it was created by them, do you think they don't know the dangers of this thing and don't set traps in it? If they feel that they can't control it, then this ultimate weapon won't be able to control it at all. Spread it out.”
Qian Mian restrained his smile and said: "Transformation water can transform other people, but there is a necessary condition: you must fulfill a wish of others."
Niruo sneered: "Do you think I will believe it?"
"Don't you believe it? Then your crazy face is about to cry." Qian Mian said: "The magic weapon is most sensitive to people's mental power. The principle of the water of transformation is to obtain other people's positive mental feedback and record other people's emotions. look', then I can 'borrow' it directly when I need it."
"Others only know that the Crazy Face will make the holder crazier, but in fact it is the opposite - the crazier the holder, the greater the feedback the Crazy Face will give. The magic weapon cannot make people crazy, only killing and violence. Only when these emotions are strong can people's spirits expand."
When Niruo heard this, he hesitated slightly and retorted: "This is just your one-sided statement."
"I have no intention of persuading you." Qian Mian said: "But I am not the kind of unsung hero who remains silent after being wronged and is moved by himself, so I have to at least argue. In this way, I have tried my best. You If you don’t believe me, it’s your brain that’s wrong, not me.”
"If what you said is true," Le Yu said, "that is to say, you took revenge on those you once helped?"
The sky is getting darker and darker, the street lights outside have been turned on, and there are more and more invisible shadows in the woods. Qianmian suddenly took out a cigarette from his dress, lit it and took a puff, shaking off the ashes casually, in the darkness
Against the background of the woods, there is a wonderful sense of decadent beauty.
"That is my calamity, eternal calamity."
Qian Mian said: "After I obtained the water of transformation, in order to collect the 'looks' of others as much as possible, I embarked on the road of doing good and trying my best to help others. I have helped more people than you have killed.
There are even more people.”
"But within a few years, I didn't want to do it anymore."
Niruo mocked: "Oh, is it because you, a living saint, can't find anyone to help?"
"It's because those people who have been helped by me, instead of being grateful, actually repay kindness with hatred."
Qian Mian's tone was cold, and he looked towards the shadows of the woods, as if staring at a distant resentful soul.
"Can you imagine that after I saved a child, he was tied up by his parents and sold to human traffickers? Can you imagine that after I fought off the villains and saved a girl who was almost kissed by a wolf, I was framed by her for assault?
Or, the villain turned into the messenger of justice that I beat? Can you imagine that I killed the bully who oppressed the people on the street, and the officials caught me and accused me of murder, but no one in the whole street was willing to testify for me?"
After a moment of silence, Niruo said: "Those are just a few."
"I can hardly remember the kind 'majority' anymore. Anyway, my mood has been completely ruined by those 'minority'." Qian Mian blew out a smoke ring: "And are the other majority really good?
They just haven't encountered the test, or they don't have the ability to repay kindness with hatred."
"But I know that in order to make full use of the water of transformation, I will continue to 'accumulate virtue and do good' in the future, and even have to help those I hate. On the one hand, there are realistic tasks, and on the other hand, there is inner dissatisfaction. Over time, in the end,
It has become a thorn in the eye, a thorn in the flesh, and a calamity in the heart."
"I can still help others as much as I can, but after a year, I will look for those people I helped, and if they don't express gratitude, I will peel off their faces and destroy their
Life!"
"People who don't even have a grateful heart are not worthy of face."
"This is my calamity."
At this point, Qian Mian's face was covered with frost, and he did not hide his cynical resentment at all: "If good people really don't get rewarded, then I will be their disaster!"
