I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 98 There are still many good people in this world...

In places like wholesale markets.

There are so many people, the environment is messy, not to mention hygienic, and you have to hold your nose wherever you go.

Kong Tong hid in the corner and watched Zhang Jun walk into the crowd.

"Om..."

By chance, a mosquito suddenly flew over and hit the same eyelid with its wings flashing.

"Fuck!"

Kong Tong cursed and slapped himself on the face.

This slap was purely an instinctive reaction, and the strength was not up to you. There was a crisp sound of "Pa!"

This caused the passers-by around him to look at him inexplicably.

This made Kong Tong's face suddenly look awkward.

What's even more embarrassing is that the mosquito had a feast somewhere, and with this slap, plasma exploded, which accidentally splashed into the eye.

This made Kong Tong feel even more disgusting, so he quickly took out a tissue and wiped it off hurriedly.

The mosquito blood stained his eyes, which felt astringent and itchy, but it was his eyes that he didn't dare to wipe hard, so he could only carefully squat down and slowly wipe them clean.

The small movements here naturally did not escape Zhang Jun's eyes.

At the same time, I also felt that the luck gained from the bald head was completely squandered at this moment.

Kong Tong calmed down for a while, one of his eyes was red, and he already felt the sting. He could only squint one eye and raise his head, trying to glance at Zhang Jun's figure.

As a result, Zhang Junren was nowhere to be seen.

"broken!"

At this moment, Kong Tong's expression changed and he immediately rushed out to look for him. However, in the vast sea of ​​people in front of him, Zhang Jun's shadow was lost. It would not be easy to find him again.

What's more, he only had the other eye and couldn't open it. He walked back and forth in the crowd several times and couldn't find Zhang Jun.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!!"

Kong Tong cursed three times and quickly took out his cell phone to make a call.

Now some old men at the Drum Tower are dragging Taoist Miao Zhen. This is the best time to deal with his apprentice, but now he has lost track of him in front of him.

I don't want to become a laughing stock in the eyes of others like the unlucky Momofuki.

After the call was dialed, the three people who had been hiding in other places to rest immediately rushed over.

Hua Shirt cursed loudly: "How long has it been since you lost everyone? Why do you worry so much about Barley?"

Kong Tong closed one eye and was so angry that he was scolded.

But he couldn't defend himself.

I can't say that I was unlucky and a mosquito hit my eye.

He even felt embarrassed when he said this.

But this kind of low-probability thing happened.

"Stop scolding, it's important to find someone. Quick, look for them separately."

The other two companions, Wang Biao and Li Peng, saw this and quickly signaled everyone to separate. The four of them searched in four directions, trying to find the person no matter what.

It's just that the four of them didn't notice that a pair of eyes were looking at the separated figures of the four of them through the mirror in front of them.

"Brother, how do you maintain your skin? It's so thin and white."

The makeup artist took the eyebrow pencil and praised it while drawing it. The face in front of her was already very delicate and her skin was so good. It felt like she was painting on pure white paper.

"Okay, pout."

The makeup artist picked up a vintage red lipstick, wiped the corners of Zhang Jun's lips skillfully, and put the wig on, she couldn't help but sigh.

As long as you ignore your Adam's apple, no one will believe you when you walk out. This is a man.

This is definitely a more successful masterpiece since I started doing makeup.

Paired with a blue Hanfu dress.

The moment Zhang Jun raised his head, it felt like he had stepped out of an ancient painting.

He nodded with satisfaction, feeling playful in his heart. It would be more interesting to play now.

Zhang Jun stood up and was about to walk out. As he walked to the door, he suddenly saw a cattail leaf fan on the table.

The fan is very delicate, with the words "Daomei Hanfu Store" printed on it.

It's obviously used for promotional purposes.

Ordinary tourists generally won’t use this fan as an accessory. After all, no one wants to advertise to other people’s homes for free.

But Zhang Jun's eyes lit up and he felt that this fan was the finishing touch. He just said something to the store owner and took the fan in his hand.

When he walked out of the Hanfu store, Zhang Jun's eyes immediately noticed the little man who had followed him before.

He covered his Adam's apple with a cattail leaf fan, slightly lowered his head and walked towards the other party.

Kong Tong's left eye was getting more and more itchy at the moment. He was worried about infection, so he bought a bottle of mineral water and squatted in a corner to clean it briefly before standing up.

Qian Ying was stunned for a moment as she walked towards him.

Wearing green clothes and yellow clothes, and her beautiful silhouette with green silk stockings, no one can help but take a second look.

The other party noticed Kong Tong's gaze and just raised the fan on his hand. The words "Daomei Hanfu Store" were particularly dazzling.

Then he put his sleeves together and hid his hands in the sleeves, bowed to Kong together, lowered his voice and said softly, "Good health, good luck, and smooth sailing."

Kong Tong nodded politely.

I didn't care anymore.

The local Hanfu is popular and has become the place with the best Hanfu atmosphere in the country. Many businesses like to use this method when promoting.Normally, I might strike up a conversation, but now I'm really not in the mood.

After the woman left, Kong Tong twisted his neck and felt...uneasy all over his body.

I couldn't tell what was wrong, but I just felt so worried.

Especially the eyes were stinging and itching, and the discomfort was so maddening that I couldn't open my eyes at all. If I moved my eyelids even a little, tears would fall down uncontrollably.

"Buzz...buzz..."

"Hey!"

"No, I searched around here and couldn't find it."

Kong Tong covered his eyes and continued talking to the phone:

"My eyes are feeling very uncomfortable right now. You guys should look for them first. I'll go to a clinic for a simple treatment."

After saying that, he turned around and covered his eyes and walked out regardless of the curses on the other end of the phone.

"Mom, is there a clinic nearby?"

Kong Tong grabbed a passerby and asked.

"There is a clinic. What's wrong with you?" The aunt was very enthusiastic and did not answer where Kong Tong's clinic was. Instead, she pointed at his eyes and asked.

"Insects have entered. Where is the clinic?"

"Oh, it's okay. Come on, come on. I'll just give you a blowjob. You don't have to go to the clinic."

The aunt said and took Kong Tong to sit aside.

Kong Tong thought about it and thought that he could give it a try. If it got better, it wouldn't delay things.

So I sat down obediently and let my aunt open her eyelids.

"call!"

A breath of air blew over, Kong Tong's body twitched and he blinked, but the pain was even worse.

"It's useless."

"It's okay, it's coming out soon, it's coming out soon, please bear with it."

The aunt tried to blow a few more times, and the spit foam and stars were all blown on her face. Kong Tong complained in his heart, but he didn't even dare to fart.

As a result, after blowing several times in a row, not only did the blowing fail, my eyes became more and more painful.

At this time, many enthusiastic people gathered around. Seeing that the aunt was having difficulty, an old man decided to come in person: "Hey, you can't do this, let me do it."

"No, otherwise I'll just stay in the clinic."

"No, young man, I used to be a doctor too."

The old man's rough voice was full of confidence. When he heard the word doctor, Kong Tong felt a little relieved. So he held his trust in the old man's identity as a doctor and endured his uneasy mood. At the same time, he couldn't help but sigh: "There are still good people in this world." There are so many.”

If you want to say that you are still an uncle, you open your eyelids and take a look: "Something has gone in and can't be blown out. Just wait, I will find some sesame oil for you."

"sesame oil??"

When Kong Tong heard this, he had a bad feeling.

But the uncle was very confident and assured that there would be no problem; "Don't worry, it's an earthwork, but it's the most effective. Isn't there an episode in Journey to the West where Sun Wukong was blinded by a yellow wind monster, and it was Maitreya who cured it with sesame oil?" .”

Kong Tong had heard of this story, and after thinking about it, there shouldn't be any problem, so he didn't ask any more questions.

The uncle borrowed half a bottle of sesame oil from a nearby hot and sour noodle shop.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine later."

After saying that, I asked the aunt to open her eyelids, and then started to drip oil into them.

As soon as it was put in, Kong Tong felt a stinging pain that made Kong Tong jump on the spot and howl in pain.

The uncle was startled: "That shouldn't be the case, young man, are you okay?"

How could Kong Tong be able to speak? Half of his head was so painful that it was so big.

Seeing this, the uncle picked up the sesame oil, put it to his mouth and took a sip: "Ah, who the hell mixed sesame oil and sesame oil together."

Kong Tongtong heard that he was not feeling well, so he got up and walked out.

The uncles and aunties were also very enthusiastic and stopped him quickly and asked him to wash his eyes first.

But Kong Tong couldn't listen at this time. He had completely given up on these uncles and aunties. He struggled to push them away and stumbled forward, but his eyes hurt more and more, and it felt like they were on fire.

Kong Tong couldn't help but wipe it with his hands a few times. Instead of easing the pain, his other eye was accidentally contaminated with sesame oil.

Kong Tong's heart was about to collapse. He never dreamed that he, a well-known master of martial arts, would one day be tortured to death by a mosquito.

Suddenly, my eyes stung, and my vision blurred for a while. I was about to walk out of the door, but suddenly I stepped on someone else's discarded drink bottle and rolled down the stairs...

"Oh, bad luck."

Zhang Jun stood on the second floor of the wholesale market, lying on the railing, looking at Kong Tong rolling down the steps, and snickered.

This technique really works.

So……

Who will be the next unlucky person?
Zhang Jun gently shook the cattail leaf fan in his hand and looked into the crowd with squinted eyes.

"Little sister!"

At this time, someone called him from behind. Zhang Jun turned around and saw a fat man wearing a floral shirt walking over.

The fat man took out his mobile phone, and there was a photo of Zhang Jun on it: "Little sister, have you ever seen this person?"

　There is another update tonight!

　　
　
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