Chapter 807: Change

"Change my face? New identity?" Presskin looked at Zhen Fan with some confusion, and then remembered the three different people he met in the park for the first time. They were actually when Zhen Fan was. , I suddenly realized it in my heart. Obviously, my master still has this incredible ability. ()
Zhen Fan nodded to him, then shook his head and said, "Come with me to the study!" He said that he led the a little worried Preskin into the study. Ask him to sit down, Zhen Fan took out a basin from a corner where she never knew where, there was some dirt in the basin, and then watched who Zhen Fan poured into the dirt.
Although Preskin looked at the mud that Zhen Fan was pinching with his hands, he was a little inexplicable, but he heard Zhen Fan smile and chat with him and said, "I still have a good squeeze of mud. You said you like being handsome. Be younger, or prefer to be honest and sincere, middle-aged?"
"Whatever, if you just make some changes, I won't be surprised what it looks like." Presskin said, and then looked at Zhen Fan with some worry, "Can I change it back in the future?"
Zhen Fan laughed as soon as he heard it, and then said solemnly: "It is possible, but there are also impossible situations. How would you let me tell you? If you just want to be a disciple with me, then you must I can’t change it anymore, I will not let my work be changed at will. Of course, if one day you can change it back by yourself, then...you can change it back, but...I look forward to this day. !"
"I will change it myself, Master!" Presskin said solemnly. Then just watch your nose. Looking at the heart, he didn't say much any more, watching Zhen Fan mix the soil in the basin. The soil slowly mixed into mud. Then using mud, Zhen Fan pinched out the shape of a person's face, but he couldn't see how good or bad it was.
"Okay, Sia, come and try it!" Zhen Fan beckoned to Preskin, and then he sat on the chair.
Presskin slowly leaned his head on the headrest of the chair, and then saw Zhen Fan slowly approaching him. He slowly put the muddy mask on his face, and he couldn't help closing his eyes. It was a kind of trust. Feel the dirt on his face. It smells cold.
Zhen Fan's hand was squeezed on his face, and then he looked away from a distance, turning his head as if there was some dissatisfaction. Look closely again. Finally nodded and said: "Reluctantly, you are my first work. I'm sorry, it tastes like a test product!"
Preskin almost vomited blood, guinea pig? But after another thought, it didn't matter. He had experienced so many things when he appeared to be his age. The xinxing has already matured a lot, so his appearance is really nothing to him. It's just that the coldness of mud on his face is getting colder and colder. There was even a bit of tingling inside.
He didn't dare to open his eyes. In fact, Zhen Fan was chanting the Taoist mantra. The power of countless mantras that could not be seen by the flesh had penetrated his face. Slowly, his face was changing.
"It might be a little itchy, bear it, don't scratch it with your hands, otherwise your face will be broken!" Zhen Fan's words were still very clear to Preskin's ears. Before he could react, he felt that his face was suddenly hot, and the cool sensation was gone, and then a very itchy sensation came from his face and penetrated into the bottom of his heart. He couldn't help but want to stretch out his hand, but he immediately realized that his hand hadn't listened to him to retrieve it, and then came to be imprisoned by Zhen Fan.
Zhen Fan was afraid that he would scratch his face, even though he was warned, he still used Taoist restraint techniques to restrain his hands. So despite the itchiness, Preskin had to endure it. This feeling was more uncomfortable than any punishment, and ten times more painful than the pain.
"Ah—" Presskin finally couldn't help but let out a scream of earth-shattering, and then his body twisted and twisted uncomfortably. Despite this, it did not affect Zhen Fan's continued use of his Taoism.
"It seems that someone is screaming!" Claire peered into Zhen Fan's room, her expression was very calm. This girl has seen many scenes that she shouldn't have seen at her age, so she has already seen this thing. With immunity, even want to see something inside?
"Maria, who is lying on the side of the stairs, also looked mysterious and looked at the room and said: "Shall we secretly watch from the window? "
"No, the window is too high, we can't see it!" Claire denied the proposal, and then said, "It's better to knock on the door and see what's inside. Uncle Zhen can't hide that person. "
"Is he a bad guy?" Maria looked up at Claire.
"When did Uncle Zhen be with the bad guy? Really stupid!" Claire grabbed Maria's hand and ran to the door. She started knocking on the door. Annie had gone down and was in the kitchen. Help, the two little guys who have no one to look after have become lawless people.
"Come in!" came Zhen Fan's voice, and the screams stopped, "The door is not closed tightly, come in, you two mischievous guys, I will introduce you a new friend!"
Claire pushed the door open, then poked her head in carefully, and looked around curiously. Maria was on her leg, jumping and trying to squeeze in, but Claire didn't stop her. , Did not succeed.
"Alright? Master!" Preskin suddenly felt that the coolness and scorching heat on his face disappeared, and even the itchiness disappeared completely, so he tried to ask.
"Of course, do you think it will take a few days and nights? I don't have the time to do it." Zhen Fan smiled, then patted his face and smiled, "Go and fight with the two, and then towards Claire and Mar. Leah beckoned.
"Come in, this is your new friend!" Zhen Fan waved. Then two little children came in. After the two children came in, they still looked around, making sure that no other people or creatures were found. Then he looked at the man sitting next to Zhen Fan and said in confusion, "Uncle Zhen, who is this boy?"
"Boy?" Presskin felt a little bad in his heart, looked at Zhen Fan, then at Maria, "You should call me uncle!"
"Should I call him uncle?" Maria had no opinion and couldn't tell why she was just called uncle. Just looked up at Zhen Fan. He was being consulted.
"It's up to you!" Zhen Fan smiled happily, then beckoned and said, "Okay. Preskin, why don't we go down and let those women see, their eyes are always more reliable than children !"
"You can only believe what a child says!" Claire muttered dissatisfied. Then watched Zhen Fan go downstairs and Presskin. He said to Maria, "Uncle? Do you think he can be your uncle? No, he is not much older than me. Calling him his brother is already very good! But... why do people like to grow old? I can't bear it. !"
Hearing Claire's words behind him, Preskin was about to faint, and went downstairs with Zhen Fan, without allowing the women to see, so he ran to the side of the hall. There is a mirror where you can see your whole body. Waiting for him to walk over. Suddenly he was stunned, and he couldn't recover for a long time.
"Hey, girls, come out to meet our new guest!" Zhen Fan shouted into the kitchen. Then he held his arms and stood aside ready to watch the show. Obviously, such an unexpected face will make these women scream unexpectedly.
Sure enough, Annie who came out first looked at the man who was still looking in the mirror-no, the boy yelled, and then asked Zhen Fan strangely: "Who is he? Just came in? Or..."
"He's Preskin!" Mia came out second. She was at the table. After putting down a plate, she also came over. Preskin looked in the mirror and said with certainty. "He is Presskin, I think such a masterpiece belongs to Zhen, right?"
"You guessed it right, but there is no bonus!" Zhen Fan smiled, and then smiled at Preskin, "I just wanted to pinch a look you like, but I accidentally pinched it into what I like. It looks like, but... this is also good, I promise, if you take a stroll now, you will definitely attract the sunshine of the girls."
"You mean the eyes of junior high school students?" Presskin turned his face away sadly. The face of the man in the mirror was so handsome. He was indeed a very handsome guy. He was definitely someone who could fascinate girls. Face-if this face can be older, more than three to five years.
"It's nice to be younger. No matter how you say, you are now my disciple. I am only in my twenties. I can't let my disciple fight more than my age!" Zhen Fan shook his head and smiled, "Let's eat Okay. Don’t talk about it yet! If you are not satisfied, we will change it after dinner later. After thinking it over, I only change it once!
"Well, no matter what the appearance is, I don't care anymore, and... do you think the white mouse can be tested several times? One time is enough for him to die! Of course, I am not dead yet, but...I can guarantee this. A face~EbookFREE.me~ will not be jealous of those little boys, then give me a shot!"
Listening to Presskin’s very helpless words, the women were very happy, and even Mia was a little eager to try Zhen Fan’s craft. If she learns this, then... whoever wants to have plastic surgery in the future , So do you still use the knife?
"Just a little bit of soil is enough!" In Zhen Fan's words. Facial appearance is one thing, but to learn this, you really need the Taoist cultivation foundation behind you. If you can’t achieve it, the effect will be counterproductive. Therefore, Zhen Fan allows Mia and others to practice with peace of mind and improve their own. Let me talk about the repair base.
Mia’s craftsmanship is very good. For a meal, the atmosphere on the table is very warm, even though Preskin is a newcomer, if he participates in this dinner with his previous face, I’m afraid no one wants to talk to him. A few words, but now, this face is enough to let go of vigilance, and it will involuntarily give birth to good feelings.
Even Claire and Maria were vying to sit next to him, and then chatted to him without words, and what they said almost made Presskin vomit blood.
"Brother, my doll's clothes are torn, can you mend it for me?" Maria pulled his sleeves softly. (To be continued...) u