The face of the man standing at the door is like a combination of black and white. The left side of his face is ugly and full of melanoma, while the right side is handsome and unmarried. His skin is white, his eyebrows are thick, and his dark and bright eyes are big and divine.

"Your face "Donglingce looks at Baoye in a daze.

"It's really strange to you that the sarcomas are so small that they are so surprised. "Baoye feels his right face smooth:" eh, all the sarcomas have disappeared? It's strange that there were sarcomas just now. How can they all disappear so quickly? "

Dongling CE raised his eyebrows and said," in one night, the sarcoma has disappeared? Have you taken medicine? "

" I haven't taken any medicine. "Baoye is also very puzzled.

"No use?" Dongling CE half squints his eyes: "have you ever had such a situation before?"

Baoye shakes his head: "it's not."

"Your face is strange. "Donglingce was interested in his face:" come here. "

Baoye's eyes flashed with vigilance: "what do you want to do?"

seeing that he was so alert to himself, Dongling CE raised the corner of his lips: "I just want to see your face."

Baoye is skeptical.

"Bend down. "

Baoye bends down hesitantly.

Donglingce pinched his chin, looked at his right face, and gave a meaningful light.

"Don't laugh like that. I've got goose bumps. "Baoye feels that his smile is like calculating something again:" I'm just a sarcoma on my face. Is it necessary for you to keep staring at me? "

" although only half of the sarcomas on my face have been eliminated, it can be regarded as seeing your real face. Well, it's not bad. "

"Only half of the face's sarcoma is gone?" Baoye touches the sarcoma on his left face: "it's only half of my face. What does the other half of my face look like?"

Dongling asked, "you didn't look in the mirror?"

Baoye clapped his hand on his chin: "where did I get a mirror from a slave?". "

donglingce spreads out his right palm and turns out a mirror in his palm and hands it to Baoye.

Baoye takes the mirror, but as soon as he raises the mirror to look at his face, the melanoma on his left spreads to his right face at a lightning speed, blocking half of his face's original appearance and recovering his ugly appearance.

Donglingce squinted his black eyes.

Baoye looks into the mirror and says in surprise, "eh, the sarcoma is growing back again? Moreover, it is bigger than before. How could this happen? "

he poked the sarcoma and used his powers to probe into the sarcoma, but he did not notice the abnormality.

Donglingce said, "let me have a look. "

without any hesitation, Baoye bent down and took the initiative to present his face to him:" is my face cursed? Or is it caused by other abnormal conditions? "

if ordinary sarcomas disappear suddenly, they will return to their original appearance immediately.

"I'll see if I can cure you with my power. "Dongling's strategy is to gather the divine power doctor:" if the doctor is cured, how can I repay him? "

" I still don't want to be a doctor "Baoye hasn't finished his words, just like ten thousand fine needles stuck in his face. He frowns in pain:" it hurts. "

" pain? How can it hurt? You can bear it. "Donglingce increases his power. One of the sarcomas on Baoye's face has just disappeared, and then it grows back quickly. Once again, he increases his powers. The sarcomas disappear quickly and grow fast. Moreover, the sarcomas become bigger and bigger every time, and all the other sarcomas are bleeding out.

"No, it's too painful. "Baoye is so painful that his soul is shaking. He pushes Dong lingce aside and covers his face. He gasps. He finds that his face and hands are sticky. When he puts down his hands, he sees that his palms are full of pus and blood:" are you sure you want to cure my face? You're not trying to fix me? "

from the water on his forehead and neck, donglingce sees that he is not pretending to be in pain, There are no other abnormalities, but my divine power can not cure your common sarcoma. There is indeed a problem. "

" will black sarcoma cause life danger to my body? "Baoye pretends to care. In fact, it doesn't matter whether there is any danger for him. Anyway, he will leave.

"There is no immediate danger."

"That's good. I'll wash my face."

Dongling CE sees the blood and pus flowing to the ground and nods. As soon as Baoye leaves and the door closes, the red rope bracelet on his wrist glows with bright red light.

Red light again?

donglingce twisted his brow and took off his bracelet: "is it out of order, or --"

if it fails, why does it fail to work for only one person?

donglingce squints his eyes and pulls out his bracelet, becoming more and more curious and interested in Baoye.

Baoye, who is washing his face in the bathroom, shivers. He rubs his arm and says, "it must be that the spirit disease is thinking about me. "He splashed water on his face, and the blood was still flowing.

"What's the matter with this face?" Baoye looks at the sarcoma on his face in the mirror. The melanoma that was treated by donglingce was bigger than before, so big that it almost blocked his eye sight

when he returned to the Ministry of health, Laoliu was again surprised at Baoye's face."You are uglier than in the morning.

Baoye "....

it was time for work, and the tornado finally stopped, and the sky was filled with a thick smell of blood and garbage rain.

All kinds of garbage and corpses fell from the sky and fell on the ground, making a bang bang sound.

After two catastrophes, the city of bow was almost in ruins.

In the next three days, the days were very calm. According to the past, no more disasters occurred in the three days, which meant that the game of the gods was over.

The slaves were so happy that they didn't gather to celebrate, but they couldn't laugh when they saw the stinking corpses on the ground!

Driven by some slaves, the low-level slaves began to clean up the garbage and corpses, throw them into the corpse pit and burn them, and then bring back the shed and bed they had taken away and rebuild them. If the materials were not enough, they could only apply to the slave owners to buy materials.

Only if the materials are not expensive, the slave owners will generally approve the purchase of materials for construction.

The senior slaves are responsible for helping the seriously injured slaves, so that they can] stand up again, but only if the leader of the senior slave team in your area is a compassionate person. Otherwise, don't let the high-level slaves save people. They will not trample on you when you are injured.

But is the game of the gods really over?

Baoye looks at the blue sky and sarcastically hooks his lips. The God should want the slaves to be happy first, and then let them taste the pain. This is the real purpose of the God game.

"When we get to the factory, everyone get off the bus for me. "Deacon Zhu's voice interrupts Baoye's thoughts.

Baoye returns to his senses and sees that Jiang Yu does not dare to jump out of the car as he usually does. He looks left and right and looks for a place to climb down. He says, "what's the matter with you, Lao Jiang?"

Jiang Yu sighs: "I'm old, I'm useless, and I don't dare to jump down like before. "

the main reason is that he was so scared by the God game that his body became worse and his hands and feet were not as flexible as before.

"I'll examine you. "Baoye feels for him.

Jiang Yu has been doing coolie all the year round, and his body has been suffering from many diseases. Now, as he gets older, all kinds of problems emerge one after another.

"You can see?" Jiang Yu is surprised to see Bao Ye.

Baoye sits Jiang Yu down and says, "I'll give you a press on your hands and feet. It will be more comfortable.

Seeing Jiang Yu sit down, Deacon Zhu immediately drove people with a whip: "dead old man, don't get off the bus."

Jiang Yu is startled and wants to stand up, but is firmly pressed by Baoye and sits in his place.

Baoye holds the whip from deacon Zhu and says in a deep voice, "I'll go down later. "

the slaves who got off the bus turned back.

"Ugly slave, do you dare not listen to my command?" deacon Zhu raised his whip again.

Baoye glances at him coldly. The fierce look in his eyes makes deacon Zhu's heart jump. The whip in his hand can't be waved down.

Jiang Yu was afraid to look at deacon Zhu and Baoye, who was concentrating on massaging his legs. He whispered, "go back and press again. "

Baoye said," just a few minutes. "

Du Peng and Xiao Wei under the car take a look and are very surprised. Baoye meets Jiang Yu and disobeys the orders of Deacon Zhu.

Baoye uses his magic power to loosen Jiang Yu's muscles and bones and repair his strained bones: "if you get up and see if your body is better?"

Jiang Yu gets up and moves his body, rejoicing: "I have no pain in my joints, ugly slave. How did you do it?"

Baoye laughed but said nothing.

Deacon Zhu stares at Baoye, with a flash of reflection in his eyes, and turns to let the driver continue driving.

Jiang Yu looked at the truck and said, "ugly slave, it seems that it has changed. "

Xiao Wei sneered:" you just ate a few bowls of rice and were massaged once by him, and then you feel that he has become a good man. One day, when you don't pay attention to him, you will cry. "

Jiang Yu's face turned white.

Du Peng sneered and walked to the factory.

Others follow.

On the bus, Baoye sees that the truck doesn't follow the previous route, and doubts: "where are we going?"

deacon Zhu glanced at him: "you will know when you get there."

Baoye guesses that donglingce may have come up with some ghost idea to make fun of him, so he doesn't ask again.

The truck drove all the way to Xicheng District

the Xicheng District was very messy. No one cleaned up the garbage, nor dragged the corpses to burn, and no one helped to rescue the seriously injured low-level slaves. All kinds of stench filled the air, which was disgusting.

The truck stopped at the gate of a certain venue.

Deacon Zhu jumped out of the car and said to the two senior slaves at the door, "here we are. "

one of the senior slaves spat, walks to the back carriage and says to Baoye:" get down. "

Baoye frowned and jumped out of the car,

deacon Zhu said," you are the one. "

The senior slave said, "thank you for our boss. ""Well. "Deacon Zhu climbed into the back compartment and saw Baoye looking around and said," from today on, you will work in Xicheng District. Boss Lu will arrange your destination. I will not come back to Xicheng District to pick you up. "

Baoye frowns even more when he mentions boss Lu. This doesn't sound like the arrangement of donglingce. If you want to make fun of yourself, you don't need to transfer to Xicheng District.

Who is the master in their mouth?

Baoye thinks about it for a moment. By the way, the real master is not donglingce, but the slave owner who arranged him to work at the donglingce construction site.

"What did the master arrange for me to come here?"