Song Yu looked at the unfamiliar face in the mirror and couldn't help but reach out to touch it, but was held back.

"You can't touch it now. You have to wait a while." Su He said.

Song Yu exclaimed, "This is a real head transplant." He then asked, "Is it airtight? Is it waterproof? How do I get it off?"

Su He said, "It's harmless to the body. It can be washed off with special medicine."

"Then it can't be washed off without special medicine?" Song Yu asked.

Su He nodded, and Song Yu continued to ask, "What potion?"

Su He took out a white porcelain bottle from his bosom, placed it in front of Song Yu and said, "Just drop a few drops into clean water."

Song Yu took the bottle, opened the cork, and smelled what was inside.

There are ginger, schizonepeta, angelica dahurica, and cyperus rotundus, but the aroma is a bit too mixed and hard to distinguish.

Song Yu said, "If I lose this bottle, won't I be unable to remove the stuff on my face for the rest of my life?"

If that's the case, she might have to consider her own disguise skills.

Su He said, "No, even if I don't remove the makeup on my face, it can only last for half a month."

Song Yu was relieved now. She said, "Actually, we also have the art of disguise over there, and there are quite a few people who know how to do it."

Su He thought for a moment and asked, "The method should be different from this."

Song Yu nodded: "We can change our appearance through makeup, that is, rouge and powder."

"A good makeup artist can transform one person into another, but the effect won't last long and will fade away," said Song Yu.

Su He said, "If there's a chance, I'd like to see it too."

Song Yu looked up at him and said, "Well, I'll show you how to change it when I have a chance."

"You can do it too?" Su He was a little surprised.

Song Yu said: "Not really proficient."

She suddenly thought that this disguise technique was so good and so realistic, and it would not come off and there was no need to remove makeup. If she brought it back, it would definitely cause a big shock in the makeup industry.

It’s a pity that she didn’t know what the disguise material was, and when she asked Su He, he couldn’t explain it either.

It seems that every profession has its own expertise.

Song Yu fiddled with his disguise tools and said, "Since it's resolved so quickly, can we get back on the road tomorrow?"

She originally thought she would stay in Red Stone City for two or three days.

"Well, we can leave tomorrow, but we can also rest for two more days." Su He said.

Song Yu said, "No need for that. Let's go to Wanjian Villa as soon as possible and ask the owner for help as soon as possible."

Su He looked at Song Yu's serious expression and didn't have the heart to break her hope, but he still reminded her: "Have you ever thought that we are just ordinary people. Even if we get there, the leader of the martial arts world may not help us."

Song Yu nodded directly: "I have thought about it. If he is unwilling to help us, we can rule this line out early and look for other ways. In fact, I have never told you that Youfang helped me find out the whereabouts of the ghost doctor."

"The whereabouts of the ghost doctor?" Su He was a little surprised. He really didn't know.

Song Yu nodded: "Youfang's former sister said that she heard that the ghost doctor appeared in Jiangnan. If we return empty-handed at Wanjian Villa, we will go directly to Jiangnan."

"It's just that," Song Yu said hesitantly, "I heard that the ghost doctor is from the Demon Cult and acts arbitrarily. Although he has superb medical skills, whether he saves people or not depends entirely on his will."

"What if we can't find the ghost doctor?" Su He asked.

Song Yu said, "Then keep looking. Is it possible that there is only one miracle doctor in such a vast place?"

Song Yu spoke lightly, even with a smile on her face, but the worry that flashed across her eyes still reflected her true emotions.

It is said that people are afraid to see doctors when they are sick, but doctors and patients are different.

What doctors need is to remain calm. No matter what kind of illness they are facing, they should not easily reveal their emotions, and they must not let the patient feel bad emotions.

Sometimes, what defeats the patient is not the disease, but the fear of facing the incurable disease.

Su He didn't know that Song Yu had thought so much. She just felt that Song Yu seemed confident and that there seemed to be no illness that could not be cured by Song Yu.

In fact, he knows his own body, and it is not difficult for him to cure it.

It's not that he has to look for some martial arts leader. He is just not sure yet. He is not sure that after Song Yu knows his true identity, he will still be able to stay by his side without any grudges.

In the past, he didn't care about his reputation. People called him a devil and called the Qingyang Sect a demon sect, but he just ignored it.

The title of leader is dispensable to him.

But now he would wonder whether Song Yu was also as afraid of him as the rest of the world, and whether he would hide away after learning that he was the devil that everyone wanted to kill.

Moreover, there are enemies hiding in the dark, eyeing him covetously.

These hidden dangers have not been eliminated, and he does not want to reveal his identity in front of Song Yu.

In the evening, after dinner, Song Yu suggested going out for a walk. Now that they had changed their appearance, they were not afraid of being recognized.

Walking on the street, I saw passers-by coming and going and closing their stalls.

But there are still some shops open, and roadside food stalls with steam rising from pots.

The aroma of sugar-roasted chestnuts tempted Song Yu's appetite.

"Boss, buy a bag of chestnuts." Su He had already seen through Song Yu's unspoken thoughts.

The boss handed over a paper bag for warming hands.

Su He took the bag and opened it in front of Song Yu. Song Yu's eyes lit up. He took one out and put it in his mouth. It tasted sweet. He raised his head and looked at Su He with a smile as bright as a star: "Delicious!"

Su He was dazzled for a moment. Although the face had changed, Su He still seemed to see Song Yu's own face in his eyes.

"Eat less, it's easy to get indigestion at night." Su He came to his senses after a long time and reminded.

Song Yu waved his hands and said nonchalantly, "I know, I know."

"Let's go together tomorrow."

"Okay, see you at the city gate."

Two knights passing by were talking.

Song Yu's gaze fell on them, or to be more precise, on the swords in their hands.

She thought of the fight between Su He and those people yesterday.

Su He defeated the three men with just one arrow.

Wouldn't it be even more powerful if he also had a sword?

Song Yu looked at Su He and said, "Let's go to the weapons shop."

"Armory shop?" Su He didn't know why Song Yu's thoughts changed so quickly.

Song Yu nodded and said, "Let's upgrade our equipment as well."

After saying that, he walked up to the chestnut stall owner and asked, "Uncle, do you know how to get to the nearest weapons store?"

"I know. Follow this road and go straight. When you reach the second intersection, turn left and then go forward and there is another one." The boss enthusiastically showed Song Yu the way.

Hearing that it was so close, Song Yu pulled Su He and left: "Hurry up, it will be too late if we go, I'm afraid it will be closed soon."

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