As an official, what's wrong with raising a few monsters?

Chapter 39: The Art of the Left, a New Look

A temporary separation does not mean we will never see each other again, nor does it mean the end of our fate.

They are even still in the capital, so they can meet again anytime they want.

The sadness of parting seemed to have been dispelled a little.

Ling Yu couldn't help blinking and smiled: "Next time we meet, we can become sworn brothers, how about that?"

The killer star who always has a cold face smiled rarely, with shallow dimples at the corners of his mouth.

The murderous aura has dissipated a little, and it looks a little cute.

"it is good!"

The next time we meet, this 'brother' will probably be the real Killer Star Sister.

"My dear brother, you and I are about to part ways, why don't we have a drink?"

Apart from anything else, Ling Yu is also really greedy for Mingchen's wine~
She rubbed her hands, her eyes sparkling, like a dog begging for food with a plate in its mouth, looking at Mingchen with anticipation.

We're parting for a while, so having a drink together isn't too much, right?

"drink wine?"

Facing Sister Shaxing's expectations, Mingchen shook his head: "No~"

"what?"

This was the first time Mingchen refused Ling Yu's request to drink.

"Brother, when the results of the imperial examination are announced in September, the whole city will praise our names."

The young man's eyes were bright as he casually pointed to the restaurant beside him, his eyes filled with lingering enthusiasm and confidence: "Let's reunite here and get drunk together! How about it?"

The young man has lofty ambitions and considers himself the best in the world.

Ling Yu was distracted for a moment, then replied, "Okay!"

As if that wasn't enough, he looked at Mingchen with burning eyes and said two more words: "Good! Good!"

"gone!"

"Farewell!"

This person is like the clouds in the sky, boundless and unpredictable.

I always feel that I will be led by him for the rest of my life, drifting with the wind, and keeping up with his wild imagination.

Looking at Mingchen's receding back, Ling Yu lowered her eyes.

But it's not bad.

……

"My parents are divorced, so the child is given to my father~"

Inn, Mingchen touched the child's head and said jokingly.

The children naturally followed him.

Even if she was asked to follow Ling Yu, she would not go.

"..."

Xiudie tilted her head and didn't say anything, but just tried to understand Mingchen's words.

"Now that you're here, don't wear the mask. Brother doesn't dislike you."

The child had a face full of acne and she scratched it a lot. Even with Ling Yu's help and Ming Chen eating and drinking well, her face still looked terrible.

She seemed to have a low self-esteem and didn't want others to look at her, not wanting to attract attention and embarrass Mingchen.

She made a wooden mask and wore it, showing it to others along the way, as if only this could give her the courage to continue.

The child shook his body when he heard this, grabbed the edge of the mask with his hands, and moved it down little by little.

Revealing his bumpy forehead and gray eyes, he looked straight at Mingchen: "Brother, do you really not dislike me?"

Ling Yu is not here, Fu Yao is not here, and the old general is not here either.

At this time, there were only Mingchen and Xiudie, and she was no longer so silent.

People who speak less and are silent can often see into other people's hearts better.

"I like beautiful women best when it comes to strangers."

Who doesn’t like beautiful girls?

Mingchen looked at her and said as a matter of course.

"However, good looks are often the only advantage of many good-looking people."

The child lowered his eyes slightly and clenched the mask in his hand.

Lie! My brother is obviously very good-looking.

"Besides, is Xiudie'er a stranger?"

However, Mingchen's next words shocked the child.

Mingchen took off her mask with one hand, looked into her eyes, and said gently, "If my brother was fat, with wrinkles all over his face, a cleft lip, a horse-like face, and dark skin, would Xiudie dislike me?"

"Do not……"

Before Xiudie could respond, Mingchen placed his other hand on his face and rubbed it gently.

Then, something happened that shocked Xiudie.

But that handsome face was rippling like ripples on flowing water, and the flesh and bones were swaying with it.

The face engraved in my mind seemed to change little by little.

The angular face swelled up like dough, the prominent brow bones were wrinkled, the high nose bridge collapsed, the ears were enlarged and drooped, pimples popped up one after another, the forehead became dry, the wrinkles were deep, and the skin was dull.

"What about now? Does Shy Butterfly dislike me?"

In the blink of an eye, the handsome and elegant young man turned into an ugly person just as he described.

Only those eyes are still deep and bright.

Xiudie stared blankly, seeming to be shocked.

After a while, she came back to her senses. Looking at the ugly Mingchen, she shook her head gently.

She didn't know what method Mingchen used, and she didn't know whether the handsome brother just now was real, or the ugly brother in front of her was real.

But, none of this matters.

She came forward and gently kissed the ugly face.

The gray eyes looked straight at Mingchen: "I will never dislike you."

Ever since she left that spooky jungle, Mingchen has been the meaning of her life.

She didn't know whether Mingchen disliked her or not, but she would never dislike Mingchen.

She even felt that Mingchen was better like this, and she dared to touch him.

"Then it's over."

Mingchen wiped his face with his palm.

In an instant, the ugly man returned to his original appearance.

Mingchen certainly won't remain indifferent when there's an old monster at home. If he has a treasure trove in his arms, he must dig hard!

He also wanted to learn some supernatural powers.

Who doesn’t want to be an immortal, riding on clouds, holding thunder in his hands, and wandering freely in the world?

If you don't have your own special abilities, then fulfilling your wish is too vague. You don't know how many monsters and demons you will encounter, whether you can fulfill other people's wishes, and what the reward will be.

It is better to be down-to-earth and seek for yourself.

However, the old ghost refused to agree and insisted that humans could not practice the magic of demons and would not teach Mingchen no matter what.

Mingchen asked him why he hadn't seen a human cultivator in the past few thousand years, and the old man insisted that he had never seen one.

After grinding his teeth for a long time, he finally picked and chose and taught him this little trick.

The art of changing one's appearance and shrinking one's bones and muscles.

The old guy's words are even more poisonous than his.

It was said that he was born with a good appearance but was destined to have romantic relationships, and they were afraid that one day he would be caught and kept as a concubine, so they taught him this technique.

It is said that this is one of the strange and bizarre unorthodox methods, a special method, not a spell driven by magic power. The threshold is not too high, it only requires some understanding, and it consumes blood and physical strength. It is a human technique and Mingchen can use it.

This is a good thing, much more convenient than the disguise techniques in martial arts novels that involve applying potions and wearing masks.

However, it does require some effort, otherwise the changing face will be very stiff.

Moreover, the art of the underworld is like walking on the edge of a cliff, and there are often many taboos.

For example, you cannot transform into the appearance of someone you have seen before, even if it looks like someone.

For example, you can’t change your face for too long, and you can’t forget your original appearance, otherwise you will lose your face...

The old man knew that he didn't like to follow the rules, so he repeatedly warned him to remember it.

"Brother, I want to learn this!"

The child finally came out of his shock and looked at Mingchen with burning eyes. His eyes, which had always been gray and lifeless, finally revealed a hint of pleading.

This was the first time she asked Mingchen for help.

(End of this chapter)