The Black Cat sat in the van, constantly recalling what Xiao Feng had just said to him.
After a long ti, he let out a sinister laugh and muttered, "Little woman, do you think I don't have a fallback plan?
Want to get rid of ?
No way!"
After getting out of the car and seeing the twenty or so people still standing motionless like sculptures, the Black Cat felt a bit uncertain.
But just then, Xiao Feng surprisingly walked back.
Instinctively, he took two steps back, unsure of what the other wanted to do.
"Take this." Xiao Feng tossed over two white pills and instructed, "Each pill should be divided into ten parts, stuffed into the mouths of those people you brought, and then you can ignore it."
He returned, bringing out two pills to counter the anesthetic effects, not because he was being kind.
But he was worried that the unusual stillness of those people might draw attention, and when rumors spread, an event like "Haunting at the Moonlight Flower Shop" would be quite a spectacle.
After giving the pills to the Black Cat, Xiao Feng got into a taxi.
He didn't care whether the twenty-sothing people would continue smashing his shop's windows.
As he said, if people are hell-bent on self-destruction, not even gods can save them.
If those people truly don't want to live, there is nothing he can do, except send them on their way.
Sitting in the taxi, Xiao Feng stared out the window, deep in thought.
He could foresee that if he helped Ma Zing get rid of the Black Cat, Ma Zing would likely send a big gift to thank him later.
He even suspected that Ma Zing's vendetta against Moonlight Flower Shop was to provoke the Black Cat into a conflict with him, using him as a tool for murder.
Unfortunately, Ma Zing still miscalculated.
If she had been less scheming and directly asked for help with enough sincerity, he might, probably, maybe, possibly... Xiao Feng might have agreed to help her.
But a wrong beginning is destined to end wrongly, and this can't be changed.
...
The al was quite sumptuous, but during dinner, everyone's gaze occasionally couldn't help but drift toward Neng Ren.
With so many masks on face, he didn't show the slightest awkwardness while eating—the skill was truly remarkable!
After the al, Neng Ren officially began the lecture.
Standing in front of a large blackboard, he first wrote the two characters for "Disguise" in chalk, then asked, "Who wants to share their interpretation of these two characters?"
In front of the blackboard, except for Xiao Feng and Xue Nuofu, everyone else sat on small stools, holding notebooks and pens, ready to take notes at any ti.
The only difference was that Tie Wa was using a pencil, with a dictionary on his lap.
Hui Shiba kindly offered, "Tie Wa, why don't I lend you my notes later so you don't have to write everything down."
"Our feelings and interpretations are definitely different, and I can't always rely on you." Tie Wa insisted, "I'll just jot down my own."
At this mont, a little girl raised her hand and said, "Teacher Neng, disguise essentially ans changing your original appearance."
"Very good!" Neng Ren waved his hand, signaling the little girl to sit down, and continued asking, "Does anyone have a different interpretation?"
From the front row, Lin Jiaxuan stood up and said, "Disguise requires not only a resemblance in form but also in spirit."
"Oh?" Neng Ren curiously asked, "It seems you have so understanding of disguise?"
"I've had so exposure." Lin Jiaxuan stated calmly.
After her, several others began to share their opinions.
Neng Ren listened and smiled, "What everyone just shared is very good and all correct, but actually, this thing is just a craft, or rather a technique.
My goal is to help you quickly grasp this technique, how you use it is up to you.
Once you've mastered it, you can enhance your looks for a charming date, or change your appearance to try different identities and experience different lives.
In any case, no matter why you use it, mastering the technique itself is the main priority."
Speaking of which, Neng Ren picked up the chalk and wrote "Production" on the blackboard.
"First, I'll explain production." Neng Ren picked up a mask from the table and said, "Earlier today, Boss Xiao asked if these masks were made from human skin; I now clearly tell you, they are not!
This is an ancestral thod passed down in my family; the production process is not complicated, and next, we'll make one together. Pay attention to the points you need to note down.
Having finished speaking, Neng Ren went to the table, gesturing everyone to gather around and watch closely.
As he added ingredients to the water basin, he joked, "This may look like cooking, but it's much harder than cooking.
The main difficulty lies in the color aspect and the proportion of various ingredients.
Before starting production, make sure you've decided on the skin tone you need: white, dark, bronze, or waxy.
Then, based on your needs, determine what to add and what not to add, and you'll have a clear idea."
Pausing for a mont, Neng Ren added, "Moreover, consider whether the role you're playing matches your appearance.
For example, if you're playing an old farr who's working outdoors, but your skin is smoother than a young girl's, that's a dead giveaway."
His comnt prompted a burst of laughter from the crowd.
Sitting in the Master's Chair, Xiao Feng also found it quite amusing.
Judging by the looks of it, Neng Ren didn't appear to be lecturing for the first ti.
Xue Nuofu saw his expression and, wanting to take credit, said, "How about that? Didn't waste your money?"
Xiao Feng didn't take the bait, instead asked, "How do you know this Neng Ren?"
"By chance, I suppose." Xue Nuofu explained, "Actually, even seven or eight years ago, he was quite famous, often giving lectures to various groups, and each ti he looked different.
This ti I found out he's asking for fifty million, promising to teach sothing never shared publicly, so I reached out to contact him."
"This Neng Ren is very mysterious," Xiao Feng remarked, with an ambiguous tone.
Xue Nuofu seed slightly taken aback and chuckled, "If he wasn't mysterious, he probably wouldn't have survived this long."
As they spoke, Neng Ren clapped his hands and snapped his fingers, saying, "Done, wait ten minutes, and once it's solidified, it'll be ready to take out.
anwhile, I'll write down the mixing thods for different colors and necessary materials on the blackboard; take notes and practice on your own later."
Once finished speaking, he began scribbling on the blackboard.
In total, there were dozens of materials involved.
Calculating, Xiao Feng found that the cost of the lowest combination was around six hundred yuan, while the highest could reach a thousand.
Of course, taking into account that the materials purchased aren't just for making one piece, the cost would probably be much lower when averaged out.
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