Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature

#164 - The miracle doctor's effect is beginning to show, and Lao Guo suffers a disaster (Please

Guo Lao left.

He was sent away.

He was confusedly stuffed into a sack, and then confusedly sent away in a sack.

He only felt like he had a strange dream.

In the dream, his body seemed to be leaking, or someone was writing on him, and he vaguely heard some nonsense like "My skin tone is uneven.", "I want to remove the mole inside.", "Then come into the house with me.", "Let's experiment with Lao Guo first.".

After that, Guo Lao woke up suddenly and found himself lying on a street, surrounded by a group of middle-aged women and men.

Is this Xiaochun Town?

These people were looking at him, pointing and whispering.

Guo Lao habitually reached out to touch his legs, and found that they were not broken.

But the next moment, he was so scared that he almost jumped up.

Because his pants only had the length of his underpants left, and his thighs were covered with " Zheng" characters.

No, not only his legs, but also his belly.

These " Zheng" characters were like scars, giving people a feeling of being deeply embedded in the flesh, but he didn't feel much pain.

"What kind of fetish is this engraving ' Zheng' characters?"

"I heard that some masters who have fun like to put a mark on people."

"But isn't this mark too much?"

"Wait, isn't this the storyteller Guo Lao?"

When Guo Lao heard someone recognize him, he quickly covered his thighs with both hands and ran out.

As he ran, more people watched and laughed.

The key was that there were too many " Zheng" characters on his legs, which he couldn't hide, and coupled with his ultra-short pants and navel-baring outfit, he immediately attracted a lot of attention.

"Does the storyteller have to do these things?"

"Some powerful listeners have rather strange fetishes."

Guo Lao, with his legs full of " Zheng" characters, ran back home in his crotch-length shorts, quickly changed into new clothes, and covered himself tightly.

He remembered being covered in a sack in the morning, and now it was already afternoon.

He wanted to make the listeners wait anxiously before, and they really waited long enough.

At this moment, Guo Lao's wife heard the noise and ran over.

Suddenly seeing Guo Lao tidying up his clothes, his wife couldn't help but said with depression: "The boss has come to the house to look for you several times, where have you been?"

"I don't know either." Guo Lao said with a look of trepidation.

What happened today was so bizarre that even Guo Lao himself couldn't understand what happened, where he had been, and he always felt dizzy, as if he had traveled to some terrifying place.

But as a bloodthirsty storyteller, how could he not tell stories?

Guo Lao packed up and planned to continue telling stories.

Since his legs were not broken, why not continue telling stories?

Today's incident must have been done by the old demon's followers again, trying to scare me, Guo Lao, in this way?

No way!

Guo Lao's bloodthirsty storytelling has not been a day or two.

For a time, his desire to tell stories surged again, and he quickly packed up and left.

Guo Lao returned to the teahouse again. The boss originally wanted to scold him, but after seeing him, even without listening to his explanation, his anger disappeared for the most part, and even asked him with concern to prepare and be careful of being smashed.

After all, there were his die-hard listeners inside, waiting from morning to afternoon.

Guo Lao looked at his clothes and looked in the mirror again, and found that there were indeed no " Zheng" characters exposed.

But he always felt that whether it was his wife or the teahouse owner, the way they looked at him was a little strange.

I don't know where it's weird.

Even with the " Zheng" character on his body, Guo Lao was still working hard to tell stories. Although someone scolded him and wanted to hit him in the middle, as Guo Lao started speaking, everyone was immediately immersed in it again.

On the other side, in Yuzhu Mountain Villa.

Feng Ling'er came out of Duan Yun's room, and as soon as she came out, she was greeted by Shen Ying and the Murong brothers' unkind eyes.

Feng Ling'er couldn't help but said, "Why are you looking at me? I just asked Dr. Duan to remove a mole for me."

Shen Ying complained: "How ugly must the mole on the inside of your thigh be that you are in such a hurry to have him remove it for you."

The Murong brothers' faces turned green and said: "Yes, our body, hair and skin are given by our parents. Sister, some small moles don't matter to beauty, so don't bother Dr. Duan."

"Besides, there is a difference between men and women."

He added another sentence.

Feng Ling'er didn't care at all and said, "What are you in a hurry about me and Dr. Duan's affairs. I'll think about it later to see if I should remove the mole on my butt too."

Shen Ying's face turned green and said, "Butt? You dare to do your butt too?"

The Murong brothers looked terrified and said: "Sister, don't! Don't really do this."

Feng Ling'er smiled contemptuously and said: "Why shouldn't I? I just want Dr. Duan to make me perfect, and I'm not paying for it for nothing."

The Murong brothers scolded: "If you dare to mess around, I won't agree. I'll tell my father!"

Feng Ling'er glanced at the Murong brothers with contempt and said: "Let's not talk about why Murong the old man and you, the only son of the Murong family, can control me. You're so old and still thinking about complaining. Murong brothers, I really overestimated you before."

When she spoke, she deliberately emphasized the tone of "only son" to emphasize the irresponsibility of the Murong family head.

"I-"

Before the Murong brothers could finish speaking, Feng Ling'er had already walked away with elegant lotus steps, imitating Shen Ying's appearance that day.

It was as if she had become more feminine after losing a mole on the inside of her thigh.

Shen Ying glanced at the Murong brothers and said with stuffiness: "You are really useless, you can't even control a younger sister."

The Murong brothers were wailing in their hearts, thinking about their recent image.

Even more miserable!

The half-sister wanted to kill him because of love and hate. Now that she doesn't want to kill him, she looks down on him. He cares about her, but she doesn't listen. He can only bring out his father.

As a result, the father and himself are looked down upon together.

I, the Murong brothers, are the most handsome and suave figures in the three generations of the Murong family. I didn't expect to be despised like this.

"Duan the old demon, I order you to remove all the scars from my body immediately!"

"Not one left!"

After Guo Lao finished telling the story, it was already night.

Perhaps it was because he suddenly disappeared for half a day today, which stimulated the listeners. Today, the listeners were really in a state of being fed, constantly asking him to add more shows.

And his reward money has more than doubled.

This is the charm of storytelling.

The storyteller's sense of accomplishment soared, giving Guo Lao a feeling of ecstasy.

Want to fix me, but I, Guo Lao, have benefited from the disaster!

The storytelling career has gone a step further.

Guo Lao was in a great mood, bought some roasted meat and sake, ready for supper.

He was frightened today, but he also gained more, which is worth a good meal.

As a result, when he turned into an alley, he was suddenly caught.

"What are you doing?" Guo Lao said in panic.

"You are a storyteller, you look so delicate and tender, and you are posing and seducing someone on it?"

One of the men said gloomily.

Guo Lao was shocked and said, "What are you going to do?"

Because at this time, someone was already taking off his clothes.

"What do you think?" The man asked back.

"I'm getting old."

Guo Lao broke out in cold sweat and said in panic.

At this moment, he knew where he was strange. Apart from the " Zheng" characters on his body, his appearance didn't seem to have changed, but it had actually changed.

Delicate skin and tender flesh, this person said that he has delicate skin and tender flesh. He is a middle-aged man who tells stories. Apart from the " Zheng" characters on his body, he has become delicate skin and tender flesh.

"Brother, his legs are also covered with words." The younger brother who took off his pants said.

"This slut! Still pretending to be serious!"

"No, don't!"

"Ah!"

In the alley at night, Guo Lao's screams came.

This scream was very similar to the previous broken leg, but it was a little different.

The next day, Guo Lao didn't come to tell stories.

The teahouse owner anxiously came to the door, only to see Guo Lao lying on the bed, weakly saying: "Shopkeeper, it's really not possible today."

"What's wrong with you?" The teahouse owner asked with concern.

"Pain, butt pain."