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I felt a pang of anxiety in my heart as I rushed over, shining the flashlight to examine the wound closely. The raw flesh in the center, burned and red, had already started to form blackheads. When I pressed it gently with my finger, it felt hard, almost like... a man's stubble.
Damn it, I should have realized this sooner! With A Li's constitution, how could she have fainted for so long just from swallowing a few mouthfuls of water? At that moment, I only thought about internal injuries and completely overlooked such serious external wounds. What a foolish mistake!
I grabbed A Li's hand, preparing to check her pulse when Yellow Witch shoved me roughly, nearly knocking me over. "Hmph, who are you pretending for now?"
Frustration and urgency surged within me. Knowing she meant well for A Li, I forced myself to suppress my anger. "I'm not the person you think I am, and besides, I don’t smoke."
I felt Yellow Witch's body stiffen for a moment, but I ignored it and kept my focus on A Li's hand. Her pulse was weak but stable for now.
While I examined A Li's wound, Yellow Witch was actively searching for the true culprit. She didn’t need words; her glare alone was enough to intimidate anyone into confessing—perhaps even more effective.
Wang Meng was the first to crack under pressure and confessed, "I did save her, but I honestly didn’t know she was injured! And I don’t smoke either!" Following him, Dali and her other two subordinates also confessed. When it came to Liu Zi’s turn, he glared back defiantly. "What are you staring at? Sure, I smoke, but I wouldn’t use such despicable means! If we were to fight, it would be straightforward!"
Yellow Witch must have intensified her gaze on A Chen at that moment. By then, I had already come to a conclusion and said, "No need to ask further; this isn’t a burn from a cigarette." With that, I quickly approached Liu Zi. He thought I was coming for revenge and swiftly placed a hand on his knife at his waist, spitting out words in anger. "I’ll—"
Before he could finish his threat, I yanked open his collar and indeed found a matching circle of wounds beneath his neck.
Everyone froze in shock, staring at me with expressions similar to when they first witnessed me dispelling poison—both amazed and fearful. A sudden sense of pride swelled within me, though I maintained an expression as if nothing had happened.
For some reason, I suddenly thought of Cold Bench. Was it true that every time he unleashed his power to save everyone from danger, he secretly felt proud while keeping a serious facade? It must be! No wonder throughout history great heroes always wore such stern expressions; they carried too much of an idol's burden!
My thoughts raced rapidly; this brief moment of reflection didn’t take long. Turning back to Liu Zi, I pressed down on the blackheads on his skin and explained to everyone: "If I'm not mistaken, these are hairs from Shui Lai Tou. Anyone entangled by her hair will develop these kinds of wounds at the affected areas."
Liu Zi swallowed hard, finally showing a look of desperation. "What do we do now?"
I said lightly, "Just find a way to get the hair out." I gestured for him to press the knife against his hand. The others, upon seeing the blade, immediately pushed each other and themselves, frantically checking for similar wounds on their bodies, having all been soaked in the water.
Surprisingly, there were none! It seemed that only A Li and Liu Zi were unlucky.
Liu Zi was left to Third Granduncle Master and A Chen to handle, while I squatted beside A Li. The Yellow Witch held A Li's head in her lap, caring for her like an older sister would for a younger sister, almost fooling me.
I drew my dagger and made a cut on my palm, letting the blood drip into the center of the wound. The newly sprouted hair softened and loosened like leg hair treated with hair removal cream, falling out one by one. With the sterilized tip of the dagger, I gently flicked it, and it all came off.
The Yellow Witch gasped, nearly screaming. I signaled her to keep quiet and started disinfecting and bandaging the wound since most of the injuries were concentrated on the left side of the chest, making it inconvenient for me to bandage.
Liu Zi's cries echoed like a pig being slaughtered. The Yellow Witch glanced at him while bandaging and asked me, "If you have such powerful tools, why not use them on him?"
From my crouched position, I could block the view of those behind us. While I tended to my own wounds, I whispered back, "Haven't you already guessed? Everyone has things they don't want to face; why do you always have to go against me? Take you for example: clearly not a Tu Fuzi, yet here you are stubbornly holding on. I really can't tell if you're brave or just seeking trouble. Even I can see through it; do you think Third Granduncle Master is less perceptive than me?"
The Yellow Witch's gaze flickered but quickly steadied as she attempted to play it cool: "You can't just slander me like that! Just because you think you're capable doesn't mean I'll be afraid of you!"
I chuckled lightly. "What’s in that river probably isn’t called 'Shui Lai Tou,' right? Your skills may be lacking, but your acting is decent. You managed to come up with a species' origin and name in such a short time. Yet you overlooked its wound. How could a true Tu Fuzi not recognize its own wound?"
I noticed her fingers tremble slightly as she applied the gauze, certain that her mental defenses had been breached. This was the perfect moment to extend an olive branch; as they say, sometimes you have to slap someone before giving them a sweet date. I pressed down on the edges of the gauze and said, "But don’t worry; I have my ways to smooth things over with Third Granduncle Master. However, you must promise me one thing: no more publicly exposing my weaknesses or opposing me or A Li."
At this point, the Yellow Witch regained her composure—a calmness that came from knowing her situation was already exposed and planning an alternative route. She was smart enough to realize that further denial was futile; instead, she casually asked for something in return: "Why would I betray my boss? What benefits do I get from following you?"
This posed two questions but could be answered with one response: "Because I can guarantee your life."
The Yellow Witch showed a look of doubt. Sensing that she was hooked, I spoke more confidently: "Just now, you revealed your flaws in front of Third Granduncle Master. You'll soon find out how he treats someone who deceives him. As for me, as long as you stop opposing me, we’ll just be passersby; once our mission is over, we can each go our separate ways."
She scoffed lightly: "Guarantee my life? There are only two of you now; one is incapacitated. What can you use to protect my life? You just stood by while Third Granduncle Master 'dealt' with me."
I smiled and said, "You don't need to worry about that. Once we reach Li You's Tomb, there will be someone to assist us. As for the things inside the tomb, take whatever you like, just don't touch ours." Just then, A Chen walked over, and I added, "Think it over carefully."
"Master, we shouldn't stay here for too long. Once everything is ready, we can set off," A Chen said, glancing around A Li. He suddenly exclaimed, "What tools did you use just now?"
I clenched my palm and produced a bloodied dagger from one hand, casually replying, "A dagger." The Yellow Witch glanced at me but said nothing more.
I stood up and looked at the sixth child. "How's that child doing?"
As A Chen and I walked over, he said, "The hair grows out from the flesh; it's short and stiff. It's hard to pull out; we can only use a knife to dig it out. It's tender meat, and it hurts so much that I feel like I'm losing half my life!"
My heart softened, and I felt a pang of guilt. Although this child had a foul mouth, he was still one of us. As long as he didn't bully A Li anymore, we could consider this matter settled.
The Shui Lai Tou (I didn't even know its real name, so let's just call it that for now) was still angrily screeching in the river, spitting out water columns in various arcs. However, since we weren't going into the water, they had no way to reach us and could only stare at us in frustration.
Suddenly, I froze. Wait a minute! This doesn't make sense! If this creature isn't actually called "Shui Lai Tou," and it's a name made up by the Yellow Witch, then its habits must also be fabricated. But why does it seem like everything is just as the Yellow Witch described? Otherwise, with their millipede-like black hair, thick snake tails, and centipede-like long arms, they could easily drag us into the water and feast on us! Why are they merely performing water spouts for us?
Could it be that with their one head and multiple legs, they are afraid of our one head and four legs?
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