Urban Witcher

After feeling that it was almost the same, Ye Shaoyang put it face down on the table, cut out a few small pieces of paper from a magic talisman to cover the holes of the mouth, eyes and nose, then picked up the bottles and cans on the table, opened them and put Pour the liquid inside, some as much as half a bottle, and some as little as a little.

Some bottles were filled with powder, Ye Shaoyang used his little thumbnail to hook them up, and then flicked them into the bowls to measure them.

Although Ma Cheng didn't understand, but when he saw this scene, he nodded slightly, knowing that all the kung fu was on it.

When the pot bottom ash and pig sand were poured in, the liquid in the mold immediately boiled, and a white steam rose.

Ye Shaoyang immediately lifted the mold with one hand, and kept shaking it. At the same time, he held the candle in his hand, and gave different degrees and times of baking to different positions.

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

When all the liquid had solidified, Ye Shaoyang breathed a sigh of relief, smiled at Ma Cheng, reached out and pinched a corner of the mold, and gently tore it off. It was a very soft leather with 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 about it"

Ma Cheng was stunned on the spot. Looking carefully, this piece of skin was actually exactly the same as the normal skin color of a human being. The most important thing is that it is not rigid:

The forehead is whiter, the cheeks are slightly red, and the under eye circles are darker. Everything is as real as it is. The most amazing thing is that there are a few small brown freckles on the face. g e.

Ma Cheng stretched out his hand to touch it, and said, "How come these freckles are real?"

"This is pig sand. It has been intentionally deposited and not melted. It's a lot of work." Ye Shaoyang smiled proudly. This disguise technique has been practiced since he was a child, just for fun, and many details are also his own experience. .

Ma Cheng looked at it from the side again, and couldn't see the edge marks pasted on the human skin at all. He stretched out his hand to touch it, then looked back, and said: "I can't tell it's fake at all, but it's just like your original face. There is only a three-point gap, why don't you find someone else's face to use?"

Ye Shaoyang explained: "Everyone's face shape is different. Just like my human skin, it looks real when it is attached to your face, but there will be hollowness. When you talk or laugh, your facial expression will be different. Naturally, it's easy to make you doubt. That's why I said before that disguise is not as magical as you imagined. I used my own face shape as a mold and cut it back and forth, just like plastic surgery. At most, I can change three or four points of my appearance, and I can't change it any more. too much."

Ma Cheng nodded suddenly, "Then you will not be recognized when you pass by like this."

"They haven't seen me up close, so they can't recognize me. But the most important thing is the first impression." After Ye Shaoyang finished speaking, he took out a suit of clothes and a wig from his backpack, and said to Ma Cheng, "Is there a place to change?"

Ma Cheng shrugged, "Just change it here, what are men afraid of?"

Ye Shaoyang quickly changed into a shirt and slacks with a style very different from his own, put on the wig, which was a little longer and thinner than his own hair, and then took a picture in front of the bronze mirror, like a threesome Mature men in their teens.

Ma Cheng nodded in praise and said, "Yes, it looks like a completely different person."

Before Ye Shaoyang could express his complacency, Ma Cheng added, "Although I resemble you in real life, I am much more handsome than you in real life."

Ye Shaoyang rolled his eyes, packed 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 outside the door: "Get out of the No. 1 car."

The beauty hurriedly called the driver, looked up, saw Ye Shaoyang coming out, smiled at herself, and froze on the spot: I have been guarding the door, when did this person come, that handsome guy who was so dirty before?

Outside the hotel gate, there was a black car parked. It was simple in appearance, but it looked extremely high-end at first glance. The driver opened the door very respectfully and asked Ma Cheng to get in the car.

"I'll drive by myself, Mr. Ye, sit here." When Ye Shaoyang got on the bus, Ma Cheng snatched the driver's handbag and threw it to Ye Shaoyang after getting on the bus, "Put your backpack in the car, take this bag, it's like you Dress up to match."

On the way to Nangu Street, Ma Cheng said, "Actually, I've heard about this orphanage a long time ago. Someone told me about it, but I'm not interested in raising little ghosts, so I didn't ask about it."

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

Ma Cheng sighed sadly, "There is a lot of money, but there are also a lot of troubles. Sometimes I really want to be an ordinary person and be free."

Ye Shaoyang rolled his eyes at him, "Can you not pretend?"

Ma Cheng laughed.

"At that time, you follow my plan. Remember to ask for the most expensive one. If you want the money, you give it first. After the matter is over, I promise to get it back for you."

"Small." Ma Cheng said indifferently.

While waiting for the red light, Ma Cheng muttered something: "Ghost Lantern, Chiyangzi, Daoshenglian, Money Grass are these, who made such boring terms?"

"This is an incision that hides the head, which coincides with the words "ghosts make money." Ye Shaoyang said, "They must be a bit more mysterious when they do this business. It's up to you whether you can memorize it or not."

"Small meaning." Ma Cheng still said the same thing.

After driving the car to the intersection of Nangu Street, the two parked the car and went straight to the "Yang Ren Tang" Chinese medicine store.

The store door was wide open, and the two took a deep breath and walked into the store.

The ghost Wang Liang was the same as yesterday, sitting behind the counter listening to storytelling, drowsy. As soon as the two of them entered the room, the two little ghosts immediately entangled. The one watching Ma Cheng quickly slipped away, but the one on Ye Shaoyang's body lay on his back and did not leave.

Before entering the door, Ye Shaoyang deliberately hid the aura in his body, but there was still a trace of mage's aura, and he deliberately did not hide it. This is also his decision after careful consideration. Hu Wei is a mage, and he is more sensitive to mage's aura than ghosts, so he successfully concealed it Fortunately, if he notices a trace of aura, all previous efforts will be wasted, so he simply left a trace of aura to let him find that as long as he behaves well, it will be easier to win trust.

Ma Cheng gently knocked on the counter, Wang Liang stood up, took a look at Ma Cheng, and was about to speak when he saw Ye Shaoyang who was frantically chasing away the kid, he was startled, seeing him in a hurry, he secretly sneered, little The little sorcerer dared to come here, coughed dryly, and the kid jumped off Ye Shaoyang's shoulder immediately, and gave him a vicious look before sneaking into the counter.