Skilled in managing a house

"There is nothing I can do." Paris frowned, "Mr. Zhang, I am a woman after all, so I can't."

"I don't care." Zhang Yu deliberately stood up and stretched, "If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

"No, no," Paris said eagerly: "Mr. Zhang, please cure me. I will do whatever you want me to do."

"If my guess is correct, you have ulcers all over your body now. If you want to cure you, you need to take off your clothes, and then use the evil-proof charm to stick to your ulcerated skin." Zhang Yu said, and deliberately spread it. He started, "But there are differences between men and women, and I can't just look at them."

"That's not even what I'm begging you to do," Paris said quickly with her mouth flat.

Life and death are at stake right now, and everything else can be put aside.

Zhang Yu was actually teasing her on purpose. When he saw her saying this, he turned around and walked to the window and looked out the window.

The starry sky outside was thousands of miles away, but Zhang Yu felt a little worried in his heart. He asked secretly: "Who is he? A vampire. Even if it is different from the walking corpse, it should be similar. My formation, among the corpse cultivators, only Ye Fenghuang can easily It's broken, but if you want to get out, you still need to spend some effort. No matter how powerful the vampires of the foreign devils are, how can they come in and out freely? Also, Zhang Yinling's magic weapon is no less than my Yuxu rope .That white light, can a vampire also emit the kind of white light that a Catholic archbishop has? It’s impossible, right?”

Paris lay on the bed and watched Zhang Yu stand by the window. Although Zhang Yu didn't say anything, Zhang Yu's actions had already made his attitude clear. Zhang Yu would definitely save her, he just wouldn't watch her take off her clothes.

She sat up and slowly took off her robe. She didn't wear much clothes, just a pair of black leggings and a white tank top.

The vest has been stained with pus, almost sticking to the body, and looks blurry. Paris lifted up the waistband of her pants and took a look inside. Her legs were also covered in ulcers.

Paris gently pulled down her leggings, and her thighs were already riddled with holes. Compared with their usual whiteness, it was hard to look directly at them. The most terrible thing is that the leggings are stuck to the ulcer, and when I pull them off, it is even more painful, as if a layer of skin is being peeled off.

Paris didn't even say a word. She threw her pants aside and lay on the bed again. Then she looked at Zhang Yu and said calmly: "The night view tonight is beautiful. It attracts you so much."

Zhang Yu could clearly hear the sound she made when she just took off her clothes.

"The scenery is still beautiful." Zhang Yu turned back and looked at Paris on the bed. Although I already knew what the situation would be, I couldn't help but frown when I saw it.

There is such a terrible evil spell in this world, which can only make people become like this in a short period of time.

Arriving at the bedside, Zhang Yu took out a blank stack of talisman papers.

Zhang Yu's body has always been dominated by fire talismans, and there are not many other talismans. I never thought that when I came to England, the demand for evil amulets would be so great.

His box had been moved here along with his luggage. Zhang Yu found cinnabar and a brush and drew several evil-proof charms in succession. Paris didn't bother him. After Zhang Yu finished drawing, he stood beside the bed, lit an evil charm, and placed it directly on Paris' left leg.

"laugh!"

Green smoke rose, and immediately after, the ulcer on Paris's left thigh began to recover at a clearly visible speed. In the blink of an eye, the thigh returned to normal and became extremely white.

Later, Zhang Yu used three more talisman papers in succession, and finally restored Paris's legs.

Not to mention, Paris’ legs are beautiful enough and straight, but her legs inevitably have the characteristics of Western white people, that is, the skin is a bit rough, but this does not affect the beauty.

It's just that her pair of white panties is really not flattering.

Zhang Yu turned around and found a pair of his own large pants from the suitcase. He threw them to Paris without looking back and said, "I haven't worn them yet. If you don't mind, just wear them first."

His hand was just right and he dropped it right next to Paris. Paris glanced at the pants Zhang Yu threw, and then at the pair she was wearing.

Paris herself also knew that this thing on her body was really unsightly. Seeing that Zhang Yu was carrying his back and not looking at her, she sat up again, quickly took off her own clothes, and quickly put on Zhang Yu's clothes.

She obviously didn't want Zhang Yu to see the panties she had taken off, so she hurriedly hid them under her robe, and then said after lying down, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Zhang Yu turned around, looked at Paris's white vest, and said, "Pick up some of it yourself."

Paris pulled the vest to her stomach, Zhang Yu lit the evil-proof charm, and patted Zhang Yu directly.

With a "chi" sound, the skin on Paris' abdomen returned to its original state. It's just that the skin on it is still ulcerated, and it seems that it needs another treatment.

The reason why it was so laborious was because the talisman paper used by Zhang Yu had limited power and was not a bright yellow talisman paper. Bright yellow talisman paper is mostly used to draw offensive runes, and rarely to draw evil-proofing talismans. The little girl's friendship with Zhang Yu was different, and Zhang Yu had no friendship with Paris, so it would be enough to just cure her, so there was no need to waste it.

Paris obviously knew that Zhang Yu still needed to continue to treat her. She pulled her collar away from Zhang Yu and asked Zhang Yu to pat the ashes of the evil-proof talisman on top.

Finally, Paris' body recovered. As a result, the dirty vest is very annoying.

Zhang Yu found another vest from his suitcase and threw it to Paris without looking back, "Here you go. I don't have that thing, but I don't think you're wearing it either."

Paris had been looking at Zhang Yu, and after hearing this, she couldn't help but feel a little hot. She naturally knew what the thing Zhang Yu was talking about was.

Seeing that Zhang Yu still didn't look back, she hesitated and quickly took off her vest.

There was nothing inside, just the pair that popped out as the vest was taken off. Paris grabbed Zhang Yu's vest and was about to put it on, but hesitated.

She raised her hands up to protect her vitals and said in a low voice: "Don't you want to see where I am injured? Come and have a look."

"Thank you." Zhang Yu smiled slightly, turned around naturally, and walked to the bed.

Paris's posture right now is so beautiful, so flawless. If there is any flaw, I'm afraid it is that Zhang Yu's large pants are worn around the waist, which looks so out of place.

Zhang Yu didn't look at her too much, his eyes just fell on Paris's chest.

There was a red swelling there, the result of a heavy blow.

However, just from the external injuries, there are no traces of any manipulation.

Zhang Yu was not polite and directly reached out to touch Paris's chest.

Paris couldn't help but tremble when she saw Zhang Yu's hand stretched out.

But Paris also knew that Zhang Yu was checking his injuries and had no other intention. She simply closed her eyes and pretended that nothing happened.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Zhang Yu's hand came to the red swelling. When there was no touch, Paris only felt a dull pain, but when Zhang Yu's hand touched it, the pain made her groan.

"It doesn't seem to be anything." Zhang Yu said a little unconcernedly and a little puzzled: "It's just an ordinary trauma. It doesn't look like it was poisoned, and it didn't leave any traces of anything wrong."

With his level of cultivation, most injuries can generally be seen at a glance. Even if they can't be seen, a little touch will be enough. What's more, the injuries left on Paris were typical skin injuries, but the opponent's attack was more ruthless.

"You said it was just a trauma. No way." Paris said with some disbelief.

"At the moment, it's just trauma," Zhang Yu said, turning around and coming to the suitcase.

Paris heard the sound and turned around to see Zhang Yu coming back this time holding a medicine bottle and sitting next to the bed.

"What is this?" Paris asked confused.

"This is the medicinal wine I prepared. It has miraculous effects on trauma. Your injury is just red and swollen now, but it will be bruised tomorrow. I will treat you first and see if there will be any drug reaction." Zhang Yu said calmly said.

After saying that, he unscrewed the bottle and poured the medicinal wine on Paris's chest.

When the medicinal wine touched the skin, it felt a little cold. This feeling was quickly replaced by another feeling.

It was Zhang Yu's hand. His hand was very warm. Paris's skin was a little cold. When she came into contact with the warmth, she suddenly felt a sense of relief, as if she was particularly at ease. Soon, her chest felt hot, a comfort she had never felt before.

Just like before, when Zhang Yu put his hand up, she also closed her eyes. For some reason, at this moment, she couldn't help but narrow her eyes and look at this man secretly.

Her breathing became a little abnormal under this rubbing.

"call"

After breathing heavily, Zhang Yu didn't do anything, but she was shocked. Her pair of white teeth hurriedly bit her upper and lower lips, and her squinted eyes were quickly closed tightly.

She felt that her heartbeat was a little accelerated. She hoped that Zhang Yu would stop quickly, but also hoped to continue.

Just when she was in conflict, Zhang Yu's hand stopped.

Paris opened her eyes subconsciously and said unconsciously: "You"

But after saying just one word, she immediately shut her mouth.

The reason was nothing else. What she wanted to say was "Why did you stop?" Fortunately, she reacted quickly and closed it in time.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Yu glanced at Paris and found that Paris's expression was different, and there was a blush on her pale face.

The Paris now is completely different from the Paris Zhang Yu saw last time. The classical beauty of the West, the charm that Eastern people do not have, and the arrogance that exudes from the bones are now gone.

"I want to say, do you see the problem?" Paris changed her words.

"No problem." Zhang Yu shook his head helplessly, "It's just an ordinary trauma."

"How could I become like this with ordinary trauma?" Paris said in surprise.

"Maybe he used other methods when you were unconscious," Zhang Yu said.

"What other means can make people become like this?" Paris said in disbelief.

"I don't know either." Zhang Yu stood up, turned around and walked towards the door, "You are still quite weak now, so just take a rest here and wait until dawn before leaving. When you get back, tell me, when I There’s a fire here.”

"Uh." After hearing this, Paris couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Seeing that Zhang Yu had already walked behind the door, she immediately asked, "Where are you going?"

"I still have something to do." After Zhang Yu finished speaking, he opened the door, stepped out, and closed the door behind him.

Seeing Zhang Yu just leaving, Paris had a look of disappointment on her face.

She glanced at the vest next to her, reached out and grabbed it, and unconsciously thought of something in her mind.

I still remember that I used the Blood Sea Hell of Chunv Block to deal with Zhang Yu at Longhu Villa, but Zhang Yu defeated him. The most terrible thing is that he was captured by Zhang Yu and even drugged. At that time, I was slapped from left and right by Zhang Yu, who was so loud that he seemed to be asking for money, and I didn't know how many times he was slapped. After that, Zhang Yu held her chin with his hand, which was so frivolous that it even made her cry.

The most terrible thing is that under this kind of intimidation and frivolity, coupled with the drug, my body actually reacted, and in the end I almost threw myself into her arms. The result is unknown. What method did this kid use to release her all of a sudden? This kind of relief was simply unparalleled. To this day, she still doesn't know how Zhang Yu did it.

Tonight, I almost lost my life, but this "bad guy" saved me again.

All the scenes flashed through her mind like a slideshow.

"Guys like this," Paris murmured softly, "are really rare."

As for Zhang Yu, after leaving the room, he walked directly downstairs until he reached the first floor.

On the way downstairs, he could still hear the muttering of disciples in the rooms on each floor.

Everyone seems to be a little nervous. Except for a few people such as Brighton and Zhu Jiuzhen, the disciples in China have basically never seen much of the world. They used to live in school. In the days when there was no Taoist temple, with Zhang Yu here, he could be regarded as a flower in the greenhouse.

The disaster they encountered during this trip to England was definitely something they had never experienced before.

Zhang Yu originally did not intend to make his disciples worry, but now, it is impossible. Zhang Yu only hoped that this experience would be a training for his disciples.

After all, even he, Zhang Yu, had crawled out of the dead again and again and experienced countless disasters.

Arriving on the first floor, Zhang Yu went straight to the basement.

The reason why he came here was not to see whether the fire was extinguished or whether the smoke was cleared, but because of one thing.

Paris wanted to set the fire, and her purpose was to interfere with Zhang Yu's thinking about tomorrow's plan. And what is the purpose of this "vampire" coming here to set fire? Also, the other party did not set fire elsewhere, but set fire in the basement. You must know that setting fire here will not kill anyone.

Zhang Yu vaguely realized that the other party might have another purpose. The "vampire" set fire here not to burn anyone, but to burn something.

"What is it that he wants to destroy? Can't he steal it?" Zhang Yu said in his heart.

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Today is Lao Tie’s mother’s birthday, and I drank some wine at night, so I couldn’t catch up on all the updates. I can only update one chapter tonight, please forgive me, brothers and sisters.

Thank you to my brothers and sisters for your continued support to Lao Tie. Lao Tie is grateful! !