There's No Witch I Can't Wash

"It's really troublesome..."

The girl mumbled so irritably, but she walked over to the bed on the inside with her bare feet squirming.

When the girl lowered the curtain on the bed, Lin Ye also got up and opened the door of the house.

"Guest officer, I got you what you asked for."

A smiling shop assistant appeared at the door. He walked into the house with a large jar of black beans. After putting the jar down, he noticed a pair of female-style flowing cloud shoes on the floor next to the table.

When he raised his head, he noticed that the curtain on the bed in the back room had been lowered, and then the shop assistant, who suddenly realized it, showed a smile that men could understand.

No wonder this guest asked himself to prepare such a large tank of black beans that nourish yin and nourish the kidneys. It seemed that he fought too hard last night and wanted to replenish his body.

Even the bed collapsed, the son is really a god!

He also specially instructed himself to make black beans with mature vinegar. This must be the unique recipe of this guest, but you can also try it yourself.

With such thoughts in mind, the shop assistant left the room happily, looking at Lin Ye with a dazed expression.

This guy... why did he suddenly leave with a lustful look on his face that I understand?

After the second shopkeeper left, the witch in blood also got off the bed again and walked to the man with bare feet.

"What is this, uh...it smells bad."

"Big black beans, and vinegar, let's do some work and catalyze these black beans to the point of rotting into mud."

The girl blinked, although she didn't know what medicine Lin Ye's gourd was selling, she still put her hands on the jar obediently.

Then the pure internal force is sent out, and it is easy to smash the soybeans soaked in vinegar in this tank into mud.

"Hey...it's getting more disgusting, is this thing really edible?"

Watching Lin Ye pick up a mallet and fiddle with the tank, the witch in blood couldn't help showing a look of disgust.

"Who told you this is for eating, it's for dyeing your hair."

"Dyeing your hair?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, then she took a few steps back with a frightened look.

"This... how is this thing going to dye its hair, shouldn't it be?!"

"What do you mean, stand up for me and don't move."

Hair dyes originally made from black soybeans have to be fermented for several days, so that the melanin in the soybeans can be fully released.

But now there is an innate master who uses internal force to motivate, so this cylinder of hair dye can be used now.

Even if one thousand and ten thousand were unwilling, in the end the blood-clothed witch still sat there obediently with a mournful face, letting Lin Ye wipe the black balls on her hair.

According to the girl, it felt like smearing mud on her body, and the smell of this mud was particularly heavy.

"It's just the smell of vinegar. It will dissipate in a few days. This hair dye that uses internal force to ripen is not bad. If it is naturally fermented, it will taste even more powerful."

"This hair dye...does it really work?"

Said in an almost gnashing tone, while Lin Ye spoke confidently.

"It's useful, how can it be useless, not only that, it's a natural and pollution-free hair dye, and it also has a good maintenance effect on the hair."

After being so busy for almost an hour, the blood-robed witch sitting in the bronze mirror looked at her white hair gradually turning black and thick with a magical expression on her face.

Even though she watched Lin Ye dye her hair the whole time, the girl still couldn't believe the change.The girl kept playing with herself to restore her jet-black hair, except that the smell of vinegar was a little too strong. Now her hair is almost the same as before.

During this process, Lin Ye simply put on makeup for the girl. It can be said that except for people who are very familiar with Lin Xinnuo's appearance, it is difficult for anyone to recognize her when they see her, let alone contact the witch in blood. to go together.

Chapter 32 The Suzerain of the Angry Sect

"You bastard... Why do you only know so much about these strange things? If this method of dyeing hair is made public, it will definitely attract a lot of women.

The blood-robed witch sighed so much. It's no exaggeration to say that such a method turns corruption into magic.

Not only women, even men sometimes want thick black hair to hide the fact that they are old.

"What's the point? It's too simple to make this thing according to the gourd painting. If I want to open a hair dye shop to make money, I'm guaranteed to have ten more hair dye shops next door in a week. If I really want to make money, I might as well fiddle with it. Get the glass mirror out, that's the kind of business that can really make me count the money."

Lin Ye said so, while the blood-robed witch showed a blank expression.

She knows what glass is, and she also knows what mirror is, but she doesn't understand what the two words together are.

Although I was very curious, the man did not mean to explain, and the witch in blood did not continue to ask.

"Well... it's difficult for ordinary people to recognize you now, and the next thing to deal with is the influence of the Blood Demon Art."

Throwing the brush into the jar, Lin Ye nodded with satisfaction, looking at the girl who was already completely different in the mirror.

"How to deal with the influence of Blood Demon Art?"

"I need some medicinal herbs, which should be sold in Nan'an City. Just stay in the house and don't move around. I will go out and buy some medicinal herbs and come back when I go."

Lin Ye seemed to be very worried and said this. Although the girl looked unhappy, she still nodded lightly after all, so that she had listened to the man's words.

At least this man is really thinking about himself... Whether before he met him, or now, everything he does seems to be preparing for his own whitewashing.

The crimson eyes flashed with a halo like water, with one hand supporting her chin, the girl who was lying on the table with a lazy expression stared blankly at the back of the man leaving, not knowing exactly where she was. thinking about something.