After the modification to be ruthless, the big guys begged me to pamper them on their knees?

"Fellow Daoist, please stay."

An urgent voice from behind stopped Ye Fei in her tracks. Suddenly, a man ran up in a hurry and said:

"Fellow Daoist, excuse me for disturbing you. I'm a native of the lower world. I'm a bit lost here and came to ask for directions. I hope you can show me the way."

Upon hearing this, Ye Fei looked the visitor up and down. The visitor had a handsome face, no weapons on him, and only a bag on his back, without even a storage bag. He looked like an ordinary scholar, but when he heard him calling him "fellow Taoist", he must be a cultivator.

He has no cultivation.

Why are you here?

Ye Fei had no expression on her face and said calmly, "Go back and keep going until you get out of the forest."

Upon hearing this, Fang Sheng thanked him repeatedly: "Fellow Daoist, you misunderstood. I'm not going out. I want to ask for advice. Is this going deep into the forest? Should I go forward? I want to go inside to collect herbs."

"Are you here to collect herbs now?" Ye Fei said coldly, "This isn't the time to collect herbs. There might be monsters ahead. You call me a fellow Taoist, so you must be a cultivator. If you're a cultivator, how could you not know the dangers here?"

The Hanshan Mountains stretch for 800 miles. Poisonous miasma lingers at the foot of the mountain all year round. Even monsters are afraid of the miasma and gather in the middle area of ​​the forest. If you go any further, let alone go deeper, you will be torn to pieces by monsters as soon as you reach the middle area.

What's more, there is a fear that a divine beast may be born here, and the demon beasts are very restless, which may very likely form a beast tide. Those below the Golden Core stage are not allowed to stay here, otherwise even the gods cannot save them.

"It's a long story. Although I'm a cultivator, I'm not an immortal cultivator like my fellow Taoists. My ancestor was a skin painter, and this skill is passed down through my bloodline, so I can be considered a cultivator." Fang Sheng said, scratching his head embarrassedly. "It's just me and my sister at home. My sister is seriously ill now. It is said that there is a poisonous herb at the foot of Hanshan Mountain. It has strong medicinal properties, but it can cure diseases if used properly, so I came here to collect the herbs."

But he didn't expect that the forest was so big.

As soon as he came in, he accidentally got lost.

The trees around him were so tall that he couldn't even see the sky completely, let alone tell the directions of east, south, west and north.

He had seen several people just now, but they moved too fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye. He finally saw a person walking slowly here, with a child. Thinking that he must be a kind person, he dared to come up and ask for directions.

"Skin painter? Is that the skin painter who, as rumored, paints people's skin and reshapes their appearance?" The system tilted its head and stared at Fang Sheng suspiciously.

Fang Sheng was delighted when he heard this: "You know about this inheritance?"

"Have heard a little bit."

The system nodded, then glanced at Ye Fei and transmitted a message directly: "Host, this person has a special profession. It might be useful to bring him along."

"Ah."

Ye Fei nodded. She had heard of skin painters before. She heard that those who had this skill often died young because they changed people's faces, painted their skin and bones, and helped people change their fate. Therefore, they were feared by the heavens and had short lifespans.

Most of them don't live past forty.

The system asked Ye Fei to take him with her, and Ye Fei didn't feel any burden. If she couldn't protect him in danger, that was his fate.

There is nothing we can do about it.

"Since we've met, if you don't mind, you can come with me. I'm going to the foot of the mountain. But let me be frank, if we encounter danger, I may not be able to protect you." Ye Fei said frankly.

Fang Sheng was overjoyed and bowed repeatedly: "Thank you for your kindness in guiding me. Don't worry, I will never hold you back!"

"it is good."

Ye Fei responded.

Several people then walked towards the forest. After taking two steps, they saw Fang Sheng take out a small bottle and put it around his neck. There was a strange aura in the bottle. Even Ye Fei could feel a bit of deterrence from it. She was puzzled:

"What is this?"

"This is a protective bottle given to me by His Majesty. It contains a strand of His Majesty's hair, which can protect me from evil spirits."

Fang Sheng sighed, "My elder sister is His Majesty's concubine, and now she is seriously ill. His Majesty specially gave this to me. He also gave me two. I said one would be enough, but he insisted that I bring two. I don't know why."