Ye Zimu didn't want to take many things with him, so he quickly packed up a small burden.

He also dug out the jar of money he had saved this year from under the tree. The jar was full, mostly copper coins and broken silver, as well as a lot of silver ingots.

Looking at the entire Fenggu Village, the little hunter is definitely a little rich.

However, it was incomparable to Nan Yuan, and this amount of money was not as much as the gold she earned from each order.

Nan Yuanhuan stood with her chest on one side, looking at the little hunter who was busy going around like a small spinning top, his eyes were calm and soft.

When she glanced at the ugly black birthmark on Little Orion's face, Nan Yuan remembered something, suddenly changed her mind, and said to him, "Let's go in a few days."

Ye Zimu, who had just dug out the money jar, looked back at her, puzzled, "Why?"

Nan Yuan raised her chin slightly, pointed at his face and said, "Give you a beauty."

Ye Zimu wondered, "What?"

Nan Yuan explained: "Tattoo, cover the birthmark on your face."

"Tattoo? Are you going to tattoo my face?" Ye Zimu's brows twitched, his expression a little contradictory.

Nan Yuan understood his reaction.

Tattooing was not popular in this era, and only when the prisoner was tattooed, would the person's cheek or forehead be tattooed.

Tattooing existed in the previous dynasty, and the Nine Kingdoms have not been abolished, but the position of tattooing, the words tattooed, and the shape of the arrangement are slightly different in each country.

Stealers, stabbed with the word "robbery"; those who rob other people's property in broad daylight, stabbed with the word "rob"; hijacked and injured officials, stabbed with the word "robbery"; felony and guilt are stabbed on the forehead, and the stabbed characters are arranged in one The square, not only stabs a prisoner or slave character, but also stabs the crime committed by the prisoner.

Tattooing is accompanied by lifelong punishment, whether it hurts or not, but if people's self-esteem is trampled under their feet, everyone knows that this is a criminal.

Of course Nan Yuan wouldn't tattoo Little Orion, what she wanted to tattoo was a picture.

"What are you going to stab me for?" Ye Zimu asked, although he resisted in his heart, he did not refuse.

"You should like to stab a small thing." Nan Yuan's tone was very determined.

Ye Zimu snorted, reached out and touched the birthmark on his face, and asked in a low voice, "Are you afraid that I will go out and embarrass you?"

He could feel that Bai Zhu didn't dislike him for being ugly, and she never cared about his appearance.

However, Bai Zhu didn't dislike him for being ugly, others would dislike him, so was Bai Zhu afraid that he would embarrass her?

Nan Yuan glanced at him, "I think there is no one in this world who doesn't love beauty. If you don't care, then keep it as it is, I don't care."

Ye Zimu looked at her suspiciously, "Aren't you really afraid that I will embarrass you?"

Nan Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Ye Zimu looked away and immediately coughed: "I see, you don't care about this, then you stab me. Even if you stab my face even uglier, it doesn't matter, no matter how it changes, you are me too. Madam, you can't run away."

Nan Yuan heard this and asked, "Why don't you stab a line on your face, I'm Bai Zhu's husband, what do you think?"

Ye Zimu's eyes lit up when he heard this, "I think it's ok, you stab me a little better."

Nan Yuan:  …

little fool.

The next day, before dawn, Nan Yuan took a small path and flew to the town, bought silver needles and ink, and brought back a jar of spirits.

"Why didn't you take me?" Ye Zimu asked.

"Your Qinggong is too poor, you can't catch up, and you're dragging your feet." Nan Yuan's words were direct and heart-wrenching.

The nagging little hunter was pressed to the bed by her palm, like a fish on a chopping board, unable to move.

"Zhuzhu, what are you going to stab, such a **** spot can really cover it?"

"You'll know after the stab."

Nan Yuan wiped his face with spirits, disinfected the silver needle and his hands together, and then stabbed his face with the silver needle dipped in ink.

"Does it hurt?" the woman with the needle asked.

"Joke, this pain is like tickling to me."

"It's fine if it doesn't hurt, just keep your mouth shut."

"..." The fickle woman, who was concerned about whether he was in pain a moment ago, told him to shut up a moment later.

About half an hour later, Nan Yuan received the needle.

She looked down at the tattoo on Little Orion's face and nodded with satisfaction, "It suits you very well."

Ye Zimu immediately took out the bronze mirror and looked at it, and when she saw it, she exclaimed, "What are you stabbing! Spider? You actually stabbed such an ugly spider on my face!"

Ye Zimu said that he was ugly while holding a bronze mirror to look at his face from various angles.

The ugly black birthmark on the face became a part of the spider's body, the eight-legged spider, lifelike, and after a few more glances, it felt a little... beautiful?

Ye Zimu never looked in the mirror, because he knew how ugly the birthmark on his face was. When anyone saw him, the first thing they noticed was this fist-sized black birthmark.

But now, the ugly birthmark has been covered up and it has turned into a spider. Although it looks gloomy, it is not ugly.

Ye Zimu stared at the bronze mirror, a little lost.

It seemed that he had never taken a serious look at his appearance.

After the ugly birthmark turned into a black spider, it was the first time he looked at his eyebrows so carefully.

It turned out that he looked like this.

It seems that he doesn't look bad, he's quite handsome.

Nan Yuan smiled lightly when she saw his stinky appearance.

If a few drops of ink are dropped on a piece of white paper, most people will feel that the paper is useless, but if these few drops of ink are turned into a painting, then the paper will have ornamental value. If the painting is a master , this painting will be worth thousands of dollars.

What Nanyuan stabbed is the prototype of Ah Qing's spider. The little spider is very cute and powerful.

The birthmark was the size of a fist, and the thorn spider was also the most suitable.

If the birthmark was smaller, or not lumpy, she might have stabbed something else.

Ye Zimu's screams turned into murmurs at some point.

He stared at the bronze mirror for a long time, and his hand holding the mirror was reluctant to let go.

Xiaotang exclaimed, "Yuanyuan is amazing! The ugly birthmark on Orion's face is so beautified, the whole person is suddenly not ugly. I found that he looks quite handsome."

Nan Yuan said: "His facial features are good-looking, but this preconceived birthmark affects people's judgment."

Xiaotang cried fakely: "It turns out that Yuanyuan has already found out that the little hunter is not ugly, Yuanyuan, you are so hard to hide from me."

Nan Yuan asked, "Have you read the book again?"

Xiao Tang was silent for a while.

At this moment, the little hunter is still excited.

The more he looked in the mirror, the more beautiful he felt.

Nan Yuan didn't stop him and let him look in the mirror enough.

"Zhuzhu, look at me, am I looking better?" The little hunter turned around and asked her.

Nan Yuan nodded, "Now he's a handsome boy."

The corners of Ye Zimu's mouth grinned, and the smile was silly and brilliant.