Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

After feeling almost the same, Ye Shaoyang put his face down on the table, took a piece of magical piece out of a few pieces of paper, covered the hole in the mouth and nose, and then picked up the bottles and cans on the table, opened and put The liquid inside is poured in, and some fall down to half a bottle, and some just one point.

Some of the bottles are filled with powder, and Ye Shaoyang hooks up with a small thumb, and then plays in the bowl to master the measurement.

Although Ma Cheng did not understand, but saw this scene, he also nodded lightly, knowing that the kung fu was all on it.

When the bottom ash and the pig sand were finally poured in, the liquid in the mold immediately boiled up and a white steam was raised.

Ye Shaoyang immediately lifted the mold with one hand and kept shaking, while holding the candle in his hand, giving different degrees of time and baking for different positions.

Ma Cheng went up and saw that the liquid in the mold was cooling and solidifying, forming a yellowish color.

When all the liquids solidified, Ye Shaoyang took a sigh of relief. He smiled and smiled. He reached for the corner of the mold and gently tore it up. It was a very soft leather with uneven thickness.

Ye Shaoyang looked at the bronze mirror, put it on his face, sorted it out, looked up, and smiled at Ma Cheng. "how about it?"

Ma Cheng was shocked on the spot and looked closely. The skin that was made was exactly the same as the normal skin color of human beings. The most important thing is that it is not rigid:

The color on the forehead is a little white, the face is slightly red, and the underside of the eye is black. Everything is as true. The most amazing thing is that there are a few brown freckles on the face.

Ma Cheng stretched his hand and said: "How are these freckles the same as real?"

"This is the pig's sand, deliberately deposited a little without opening, this is work." Ye Shaoyang proudly laughed, this easy to practice himself from a young age, for fun, many details are also a little bit of their own experience .

Ma Cheng looked at it from the side, and couldn't see the traces of the human skin sticking up. He touched it and touched it. He looked back and said: "I can't see it is fake! But... with you. The original face is only three points apart. Why don't you look for someone else's face?"

Ye Shaoyang explained: "Everyone's face is different, just like my human skin, it sticks to your face and looks like it is true, but there will be empty drums. When you talk or laugh, the facial expression is not Naturally, it is easy for you to doubt. So I said before that Yi Rongshu is not as magical as you think. I use my face as a mold to cut and reduce. Just like a facelift, I can change my face by up to three or four. too much."

Ma Cheng nodded stunnedly. "Then you passed like this, will not be recognized?"

"They didn't look at me at a close distance and couldn't recognize it. But the most important thing is the first impression." Ye Shaoyang finished, took out a dress from his backpack, and a pair of wigs, to Ma Chengdao: "Is there a place to change?" ”

Ma Cheng shrugged. "Just change it, it's all men afraid."

Ye Shaoyang quickly put on a shirt and slacks with different styles of dressing, and took the wig. This wig is a little longer than his own hair, and it is also sparse. Then he looks at the bronze mirror, like a three. Mature man in his teens.

Ma Cheng nodded and said: "Yeah, it looks like another person."

Without waiting for Ye Shaoyang to express his enthusiasm, Ma Cheng added another sentence. "Although it is quite like you, it is much more handsome than you."

by! Ye Shaoyang rolled his eyes and packed up the things on the coffee table. He put them in his backpack and said, "If you are fine, we can leave."

Ma Cheng nodded, opened the door and said to the long-legged beauty who had been kept outside the door: "Open the first car."

The beautiful woman quickly called the driver and looked up. She saw Ye Shaoyang coming out and smiled at herself. She stayed on the spot: she kept guarding at the door. When did this person come? What about the little handsome guy who had lost the **** before?

Outside the hotel's gate, a black car is parked, the shape is simple, but at first glance it is extremely high-end, the driver is very respectful to open the door, please Ma Cheng on the car.

"I drive myself, Mr. Ye, you sit here." Waiting for Ye Shaoyang to get on the bus, Ma Cheng grabbed the driver's handbag and threw it to Ye Shaoyang after getting on the bus. "Put your backpack on the car, take this bag, talk to you." Dress up a little."

On the way to Nangu Street, Ma Cheng said: "In fact, I have already heard of this incubator. Someone told me about this, but I was not interested in raising a ghost, so I didn't ask."

Ye Shaoyang shrugged. "You are so rich, there is no need to raise a devil."

Ma Cheng sighed with sorrow. "There is more money and more troubles. Sometimes I really want to be an ordinary person and be free."

Ye Shaoyang gave him a blank look. "Can you not install it?"

Ma Chengda laughed.

"At that time, you follow my plan, remember to be the most expensive, the words of money... You give it first, and when things are over, I promise to get it back."

"Small meaning." Ma Cheng said indifferently.

When waiting for the red light, Ma Chengkou has a saying: "Ghost lantern, Chiyangzi, inverted lotus, money grass... These are the words, who made this so boring noun?"

"This is a Tibetan head incision, concealing the words of 'the devil's money.'" Ye Shaoyang said, "They must do the mystery when they do this business. If you say that you are back, can you succeed, you will see it." ""

"Small meaning." Ma Cheng is still this sentence.

Drive the car to the south valley street, the two stopped and went straight to the "Yangrentang" Chinese medicine shop.

The store opened wide, and the two secretly took a breath and walked into the store.

That ghost corpse... Wang Liang, like yesterday, sat behind the counter listening to the storytelling, drowsy. When the two entered the house, the two little devils immediately entangled, and the one who observed Ma Cheng quickly slipped away. Ye Shaoyang had this one, but he did not leave on his back.

Before entering the door, Ye Shaoyang deliberately concealed the body's suffocation, but still left a trace of the Master's breath, deliberately did not hide, this is his decision after careful consideration - Hu Wei is a Master, more sensitive to the Master than the Ghost, himself Hidden success is good. If he is aware of a sigh of breath, then he will give up his efforts, so he will leave a trace of breath and let him discover that as long as he has no problem, he is more likely to gain trust.

Ma Cheng gently slammed the counter. Wang Liang stood up and looked at Ma Cheng. He just wanted to open his mouth. He saw Ye Shaoyang, who was driving the imp, and was shocked. He looked at his hands and sneered, secretly sneer, small The little wizard also dared to come to this place, and now coughed, the little ghost immediately jumped from Ye Shaoyang's shoulders, and looked at him with a bad look before drilling into the counter.