After feeling the same, Ye Shaoyang put it face down on the table, minus a few small pieces of paper from a spirit rune, covered the holes in his mouth, eyes and nose, and then picked up the bottles and jars on the table, opened them and poured the liquid inside, some poured down as much as half a bottle, and some only a little.
Some bottles were filled with powder, so Ye Shaoyang hooked them with his little thumb nails, and then flicked them into the bowl to master the measurement.
Although Ma Cheng didn't understand, when he saw this scene, he also nodded lightly, knowing that the kung fu was all on it.
When the bottom ash and pig litter are finally poured in, the liquid in the mold immediately boils and a puff of white steam rises.
Ye Shaoyang immediately lifted the mold with one hand, kept shaking it, and at the same time held the candle in his hand, and gave different degrees and times of baking to different positions.
Ma Cheng went up to look and found that the liquid in the mold was constantly cooling and solidifying, forming a yellowish color.
When all the liquid solidified, Ye Shaoyang let out a sigh of relief, smiled at Ma Cheng, reached out and pinched the corner of the mold, and gently tore it up, it was a very soft leather, uneven thickness.
Ye Shaoyang faced the bronze mirror, put it on his face, tidied it up, raised his head, and smiled at Ma Cheng.
"How?"
Ma Cheng was stunned on the spot, and looked carefully, this skin was exactly the same as the normal skin color of human beings, and the most important thing was that it was not rigid: The forehead is a little whiter, the face is slightly red, the under-eye circles are dark, everything is as if it were real, and the most amazing thing is that there are a few small brown freckles on the face.
Ma Cheng stretched out his hand and touched it, and said, "How can these freckles be the same as the real thing?"
” "This is pig litter, deliberately deposited a little bit and not dissolved, this is work."
Ye Shaoyang smiled proudly, he has been practicing this disguise technique since he was a child, for fun, and many details are also his own experience that he has explored little by little.
Ma Cheng looked at it from the side again, and couldn't see the edge traces of the human skin at all, so he could touch it when he reached out and touched it, and then stepped back to look at it, and said, "I can't see that it's fake at all!"
But......
It's only three points away from your original face, so why don't you find someone else's face to use it?
” Ye Shaoyang explained: "Everyone's face shape is different, just like my human skin, which is attached to your face, it looks like it is real, but there will be empty drums, and when you talk or laugh, your facial expression is unnatural, which is easy to make you suspicious."
That's why I said before that the transfiguration technique is not as magical as you think, I use my face shape as a mold, cut and reduce, just like plastic surgery, at most change three or four points of appearance, no more. ” Ma Cheng nodded suddenly, "Then you will not be recognized if you go over like this?"
” "They hadn't seen me up close, they didn't recognize me.
But the most important thing is the first impression.
After Ye Shaoyang finished speaking, he took out a pair of clothes and a pair of wigs from his backpack, and said to Ma Cheng: "Is there a place to change?"
” Ma Cheng shrugged, "Let's change it here, it's all what men are afraid of." ” Ye Shaoyang quickly changed into a set of shirts and slacks that were very different from his dressing style, and brought the wig well, this wig was a little longer and thinner than his own hair, and then took a picture in the bronze mirror, like a mature man in his thirties.
Ma Cheng nodded and praised: "Yes, it looks like another person completely." ” Without waiting for Ye Shaoyang to express his pride, Ma Cheng added, "Although it looks like your real person, it is much more handsome than your real person." ” Depend on!
Ye Shaoyang rolled his eyes, packed up the things on the coffee table, put them in his backpack, and said, "If you're okay, we can go." ” Ma Cheng nodded, opened the door and went out, and said to the long-legged beauty who had been guarding the door, "Drive the No. 1 car out." ” The beauty hurriedly called the driver, and when she looked up, she saw Ye Shaoyang walking out, smiled at herself, and froze on the spot: I have been guarding the door, when did this person come?
What about the handsome little guy who got dirty before?
Outside the hotel gate, there is a black car parked, the appearance is simple, but at a glance it is extremely high-end, the driver is very respectful to open the door, please Ma Cheng into the car.
"I'll drive by myself, Mr.
Ye, you sit here."
Waiting for Ye Shaoyang to get in the car, Ma Cheng snatched the driver's handbag, and threw it to Ye Shaoyang after getting in the car, "Put your backpack in the car, take this bag, and match your outfit a little bit." ” On the way to Nangu Street, Ma Cheng said: "Actually, I have heard about this Yangren Hall for a long time, and someone has told me about it, but I am not interested in raising little ghosts, so I didn't inquire." ” Ye Shaoyang shrugged, "You are so rich, there is no need to raise little ghosts." ” Ma Cheng sighed sadly, "There is a lot of money, and there are many troubles, sometimes I really want to be an ordinary person and be free." ” Ye Shaoyang glanced at him, "Can you not pretend?"
” Ma Cheng burst out laughing.
"When the time comes, you follow my plan, remember to ask for the most expensive, money......
You give it first, and when it's over, I promise to get it back for you. ” "Small."
Ma Cheng said indifferently.
When waiting for the red light, Ma Cheng recited words in his mouth: "Ghost lantern, red yangzi, inverted lotus, desmodium......
That's it, who made such a boring term?
” "This is a hidden head incision, which is in line with the words 'devils make money'."
Ye Shaoyang said, "When they do this business, they must be a little more mysterious."
In other words, whether you can memorize it or not, whether you can succeed or not depends on you. ” "Small."
Ma Cheng still said this. drove the car to the entrance of Nangu Street, the two of them parked and went straight to the "Yangrentang" Chinese medicine store.
The door opened, and the two of them took a secret breath and walked into the store.
That ghost......
Wang Liang, like yesterday, sat behind the counter and listened to the commentary, drowsy.
As soon as the two entered the house, the two little ghosts immediately entangled, and the one that observed Ma Cheng quickly slipped away, but the one on Ye Shaoyang's body lay on his back and didn't leave.
Before entering the door, Ye Shaoyang deliberately hid the qi in his body, but he still left a trace of the breath of a mage, and deliberately did not hide it, which was also his decision after careful consideration - Hu Wei is a mage, and he is more sensitive to the aura of a mage than a ghost, and it is good that he succeeds in hiding it, in case he perceives a trace of breath, it will be wasted, so simply leave a trace of breath for him to discover, as long as he behaves well, it is easier to win trust.
Ma Cheng gently knocked on the counter, Wang Liang stood up, glanced at Ma Cheng, and was about to speak, when he saw Ye Shaoyang, who was driving away the little ghost in a panic, he was shocked, looking at his hurried appearance, he secretly sneered, the little mage also dared to come to this place, and immediately coughed dryly, the little ghost immediately jumped off Ye Shaoyang's shoulder, and before he got into the counter, he also looked at him viciously.