Museum of Demons

"So, you just committed all these problems."

"However, the goal is generally achieved. If these details can be slightly modified, the effect can be better, at least, the persuasiveness will be improved."

"After all, let alone the mountain gods of Mount Tai, the loyal elders, the rest of the mountain gods may not believe in a goddess who looks unreliable. You must give them confidence and calmness before you can make them promise to be on you. Note, choose to join forces with you."

Old Street Flower Shop.

In the end, A Zhao, who had a secret conversation with Mount Taishan for an incense stick, but still could not retrieve his memory, finished talking about the troubles Jue had just made during the negotiation, and drank a sip of tea to soothe his throat. No matter what his position, A Zhao found out that he was Wu Zetian , confidence in the reliability of their own experience skyrocketed.

Probably just found out that I seem to be very strong...

Well, in any case, these experiences are really fighting out.

It is also the only thing that can be used as a bargaining chip to increase the value of everyone on this old street.

The shadow of Nuwa Earth still lingers in her heart.

The dagger that was bestowed by the **** of Mount Tai and hidden in the body as a result of the cause and effect of Feng Chan of Mount Tai.

This may be her only chance. .

Jue recorded all these things one by one, and then seriously thought about how to change them.

Ah Zhao took a sip of tea and said, "Actually, there is a more immediate way to change yourself. I wonder if you would like to try it?"

"Huh? What?"

"appearance."

Ah Zhao stretched out a finger and looked at the goddess in front of him.

Refreshing ponytail, even without makeup, it still looks clean and beautiful.

Large, soft eye contour.

And, the type of harmless clothes such as white, light blue, and pink that I like.

Ah Zhao approved the past one by one according to the memory in his own experience, and said:

"Don't say anything to judge people by their appearance, because when they don't know much about each other, their appearance and temperament are the first to show. Not everyone is a peerless genius like Zhuge Wuhou and Liuhou Zhangliang, who can easily grasp people's hearts."

"So, it is very important to give the other party a pre-determination of who he is through his appearance, temperament, and rumors."

"Is it a good impression?"

"more than."

Ah Zhao said: "According to the purpose, through the appearance and external parts, to give the other party information."

The girl stretched out her finger and shook it in front of the goddess in front of her:

"Remember, the information given is what we want the other party to know, understand?"

"When the other party's purpose is seen through by us, and what the other party knows about us is what we want the other party to know, it's like a person in a dark room, blinding his sight and hearing, even if he is a talented person, he can't do the work of a small official well. To say the least, this is also many times, the reason for officials to harm the country is because of deceived audition."

"And we can take advantage of this a little bit and manipulate the other party's audiovisual."

"For example, if you change the simplest image problem now, you can change from the 'celestial girl like that' to the image of 'the calm and fierce Queen Mother of the West'. The Queen Mother of the West will never like white, a simple girl like Qianqing. Favorite color, right?"

"She likes it."

Taiji Mountain God and Jue spoke in unison.

A Zhao: "..."

I don't know why, this kind of feeling that the other party was completely unexpected, as if encountering a mudslide, made her feel inexplicably familiar, and the palm that had been scratched by the sword stinged faintly, she said: "Anyway, we Try it."

"After changing the image, you can show it to the museum owner."

Ah Zhao called and found the vodka lady on the attic deck on the second floor of the museum.

'have time? You might need your help with something. ’

'Ah this... In fact, I have reached the dead end, the manuscript is about to be handed in, and it will be exhibited with others soon. My manuscript is still a little short, and I am worried that if I pigeon them again, they may come to the door. I simmered into pigeon soup, so this time...'

'It's Jue who is going to put on makeup. ’

'? ? ! Okay, now! ’

'Isn't it a dead end? ’

‘As long as there is freedom in the heart, there is no deadline for the manuscript! ’

'That's just a little bit. ’

'I've created a new folder! ’

Inside the flower shop, Jue shook her body uncomfortably.

The vodka goddess and Qin Yuan were next to them.

One carries a variety of clothes, from cheongsams to Lolita to maid outfits.

There are all kinds of cosmetics in one hand, and the eyes are shining.

Qin Yuan muttered:

"Actually, I also know how to put on makeup. I finally learned it, and it's masculine."

Madam Vodka asked curiously, "Have you cut it?"

The vitality girl Kunlun Divine Beast thought of that stone face, her expression solidified, and she gritted her teeth: "No..."

The vodka lady said: "Isn't that the result of not being cut?"

Qin Yuan frustrated: "Yeah, I only found out later, what is a man's sex, what is a ring that only has one life, what is a limited edition, what is high-end, all are the consumption traps of capitalism, which is to make the price false. A means of harvesting the value of labor."

"It is a way of cutting leeks created by the impact of various information into a wave, coercing and influencing the mood and consumption tendency of the people... The so-called fashion is changing, which means that new leeks can be cut again. The added value of these commodities is Fictional rather than real."

The vodka lady was shocked: "When did you study this?!"

Qin Yuan raised his chin and raised his firm chest: "I'm a bird who wants to be a capitalist!"

"No, it's more like..."

Qin Yuan went to the front to help.

Lady Vodka groped her chin, muttering inwardly.

It's more like the people who are going to put those people down on the street lights, right?

How does it feel like she doesn't notice at all? What book is this guy reading lately...

The phone vibrated.

Someone in the group asked, when will my wife finish painting.

The vodka lady replied casually; 'It's coming soon, it's done soon, really, I'm drawing and drawing. ’

Turn off the phone and see a bunch of pigeon emojis above.

The girl felt a little guilty, and comforted herself that she had already created a folder.

I have worked hard.

Where are the creators not pigeons? !

It doesn't exist, it doesn't exist, it's all fake.

Qin Yuan's plan to give Jue makeup was ruthlessly rejected.

After A Zhao washed Jue's face, he asked Tai Qi Shan Shen to go outside and look at the door.

Then he stretched out his hand to put makeup on the girl, his voice softened for some reason, and said:

"When I see the gods in the future, I can't always look like a plain face. It is praiseworthy for those in power to have no air, and the reason for this is praiseworthy because they are usually very coercive, so putting down their airs can gain people's hearts. Not the absence of the shelf itself."

"Therefore, some means are also necessary."

Jue nodded, and then said softly: "I understand..."

"But isn't that equivalent, what they approve and recognize is my identity, not 'I'? Change anyone, change the breath and reveal the mythological breath, they will all recognize it, and what they recognize is mine after all. Identity, no one knows me because of me."

Ah Zhao's movements paused and said, "Maybe so."

"If you want to communicate with the gods as the Queen Mother of the West, Kunlun's majesty still needs to be there. This does not conflict with treating people with sincerity."

"You have a good foundation, you don't need any low powder, but you can contour your face."

"Let the face be more stern, with a sense of majesty."

"In terms of hairstyle, a single ponytail is too homey, so I need to replace it with a more mature and graceful one, Qin Yuan, help to pull up my hair, painter, if I'd like to ask you to pick up the clothes, just use the ink color as the base, interlace with pure gold, and the bottom texture can be Yes, but only deep red is allowed, in the corners."

The girl's voice was flat, and then she tried the color on the back of her hand.

"If you have a hairstyle, keep it simple."

"In terms of eye shadow, it is the traditional red used here in China."

"Your temperament is too light, you have to press it down, but I'm just curious, you can actually control such a color..."

A Zhao stretched out his hand and took off Jue's hair tie, and the black hair fell like a waterfall.

The second half was rolled up, and the other half was left hanging down. He didn't care about the hairpin, but was held up with gold accessories at the back. Two strands of long hair fell from the temples to the front. There were bangs on the forehead. Memory, put the lipstick on his finger and wiped it on Jue's lips.

During this process, Ah Zhao was in a trance, as if he was looking in a mirror.

Finally, she took a half step back, Qin Yuan and the vodka lady couldn't help holding their breath.

The goddess in front of her is no longer as light and gentle as in the past, but an indescribable grace and indifference. The crimson eye shadow and the modified facial contours make her feel and temperament completely different.

"The cold and cold girl hanging has become the style of the royal sister, is this the cold and cold Shaoyu?"

"I got it!"

"Say high, race high, the queen races high!"

The vodka lady stretched out her thumb and held the phone in her right hand for thirty consecutive shots.

Qin Yuan's eyes flashed with stars, and he said with emotion:

"It's just what a real big capitalist should look like!"

"I want to be like this too!"

Her face was full of envy, and she seemed to have seen herself become such a graceful appearance before her eyes.

Then in the tallest building in the magic capital, overlooking the prosperity of the world, wearing a burgundy open-back dress, shaking a red wine glass in his hand, drinking slowly, it was amazing, but inexplicably, another strange thought emerged. come out-

If I became like this, even that stone face wouldn't put me on a street lamp, would it?

No, no, no, no, no?

Wouldn't someone really put a streetlight on a beautiful girl?

In her mind, the image of the tallest building overlooking the bustling herself was directly hung up by Shi Yi holding a drying rack and hung on the street lamp. Hopeless capitalist, so go to hell.

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Qin Yuan's mouth twitched.

Why do you think this scene is really possible?

Inexplicably a little cowardly at the bottom of my heart.

However, dreams cannot be given up!

The big deal... The big deal is when I hug his thigh and beg him not to hang me up.

Qin Yuan encouraged himself.

In life, ah no, Tori's goals have changed.

The goal now is to grow into a beautiful girl boss capitalist who makes the stone face reluctant to hang street lamps.

But Ah Zhao frowned and said, "Almost...almost..."

"Ah? Isn't that enough?"

Qin Yuan was stunned.

"Not enough...not enough..."

Ah Zhao always felt that something was missing, and the vodka lady comforted: "Oh, don't think about it, after all, you have never seen the real queen, and it is amazing to be able to make such a huge change with makeup, don't Put pressure on yourself."

"Queen..."

Ah Zhao looked stunned, then smiled: "You're right."

She picked up a vodka lady's paintbrush and dipped it in golden eyeshadow.

Then he nodded between Jue's eyebrows.

It left a trace like cinnabar, but it was a vertical flow of golden lines.

The lightness and gentleness of the goddess was completely suppressed.

Divinity and majesty are highlighted.

Ah Zhao smiled and said, "That's enough."

"This, is this really not the Queen?"

"Too, too powerful..."

Qin Yuan and the vodka lady were sluggish.

When Tai Qi Shan Shen came in, he was shocked when he saw the girl over there.

He didn't recognize that Jue was in front of him for a while, he just thought it was a goddess, and even at the level where he could chat and laugh with the Queen Mother of the West, he subconsciously planned to salute, and then reacted: "What about the crown of Jue?"

The goddess nodded.

"it's me…"

Tai Qi gasped.

For the first time, I realized how outrageous the makeup technology in the world is.

The second reaction, this thing will not give birth to any mythological concept of changing face in the future, right?

After that, many of the mountain gods and water gods who were still there were invited over, and the first reactions to the meeting were similar. They didn't recognize the person in front of them as Jue at all. However, according to the suggestions of all the mountain gods, they changed their temperament, and even Lian Jue's temperament was changed. The aura of the true spirit has been covered up, and the temperament has completely changed from the breeze to the appearance of gold and jade.

"good job!"

"It's just outrageous."

"Great, I really hope that the Queen Mother of the West can see this scene too!"

Chongwu Mountain Master couldn't help crying.

Empress Vodka took pictures in various poses and comforted him: "Don't worry, old mountain master."

"I took all the pictures!"

"In the future, about Jue and the owner of the museum, the Queen Mother of the West will not be absent, I promise!"

To make sure, she even turned around and took a group photo of everyone in the room.

Then, it is happily uploaded to the network cloud for storage.

When the news came from outside, the vodka lady turned around and smirked, ran to the back to push Jue, and said, "The owner of the pavilion is back, go and chat with him, ahem, so, you pretend to be the Queen Mother of the West, this is very interesting, I'll take a picture!"

Jue thought for a while, then coughed, nurturing the atmosphere, and slowly opened her eyes.

The brown pupils seem to have a thousand winds flowing, the temperament is cold and graceful, the black hair on the temples moves slightly, and the golden vertical lines between the eyebrows seem to be lit up, the breath of the gods, and a sense of majesty surging out, many mountain gods and water gods subconsciously bend. Waist salute.

As the Kunlun **** system, the goddess actually has a natural repression on them.

"No...this..."

The old mountain master was helpless: "Just, I can't help it."

The God of Mount Taiqi bowed gracefully: "I can't help it."

"It's so similar after all."

The old mountain master sighed: "Yeah, it's too similar... It's too similar to the Queen Mother of the West at this age, cold and indifferent, and boundless killing." The vodka mother raised her head: "The boundless killing? The Queen Mother of the West should not be very lazy and gentle. Is it?"

"Yes?"

The mountain master glanced at her, and UU read www.uukanshu.com and said, "However, she is the ruler of Geng Jin among the gods in the four directions."

"Golden nature, dominates autumn, and kills all things."

Madam Vodka said, "Is she a grumpy woman?"

She sighed: "No wonder she is a tiger tooth loli in the mountain and sea world, who is to blame, isn't it because of herself?"

Jue, on the other hand, has already stepped forward with graceful footsteps, her black hair is slightly raised, and above the flower shop, it is like a **** in the world, cold and indifferent, full of divinity, cold and slaughter, just about to open her mouth, the one who came back riding a bicycle in front The museum owner had come over and handed her a large bag of snacks.

"guard…"

"I changed my clothes today, Jue."

The museum owner laughed: "It suits you very well."

Tian Nu's movements were stagnant, "Huh?"

The flower shop eating melon party widened its eyes: "Huh??!"

Jue hesitated: "Did you recognize it?"

"What can I recognize but not recognize, how could I admit it wrong?"

Wei Yuan didn't understand a little, and said, "We'll have dinner together later. I'll settle the matter of Ah Liang's boy first. Ah Liang, do you still remember? That stinky boy who was in Nanyang back then."

He whispered with a smile:

"Aliang is here, and you are too. It's like it's time for you to visit Nanyang."

Turning around, holding a pile of clothes and kicking open the museum door:

"Hey, hey, Zhuge Liang, give me a quick order to change clothes, don't force me to bring you up... eh?"

He saw the master in white walk out from Bai Ze with a satisfied smile.

And Bai Ze...

Bai Ze was also satisfied.

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PS: Today's second update...