Chapter 776

December 22, tomorrow is the new year and the day of the temple fair. That night, we invited desso, who was nicknamed qianmianjun in the river and lake. The number of his waistcoats was more than most people saw in their lives.

He looked up and down at the instructors, and then pointed to Lu Zhengkang, "just you, you are of similar stature. Just take care of your bony appearance a little. Can the instructor act?"

"Not really." Lu Zhengkang answered honestly.

"No, it's too late to learn now. Tomorrow is the temple fair." Di sou asked Lu Zhengkang to sit down in front of the dresser. He brought a tool box, and all the instructors gathered around him to watch the process of changing face.

Desso sat on the left side of Lu Zhengkang. In front of him was a piece of bronze mirror, which was polished and polished. Naturally, the image was very blurred, but it was pretty good.

"Good skin." Desou praised, "there are not many people who practice martial arts well, such as Master Lu. I'm afraid it has something to do with your internal skills? It's an excellent skill. It has the effect of keeping in appearance and nourishing the face. "

The onlooker's rude men issued a tongue of admiration, but they were making a noise.

Lu Zhengkang, with a stiff face and no response, said, "I just know some maintenance skills. Desso, what's this you're painting for me now? Egg white

"Almost."

"It smells fishy."

"With some fungus. Don't worry about that. " The old man painted a mask for Lu Zheng Kang and turned to deal with oil sludge. These were used to pad his nose and cheekbones.

Lu Zhengkang sighs silently. He is the leader of the demon sect

The instructors covered their mouths and snickered. The voice was like a group of people's stuffy farts. Lu Zhengkang is speechless, "what are you laughing at?"

"Nothing, nothing, just thinking of happy things."

Lu Zheng Kang looked at his own face in the bronze mirror. The bronze mirrors were all yellow, but still could see that it was a little white than before. And the eyebrows and lips were covered with the "foundation". All in all, now he looks like a faceless man.

He looked at himself and laughed. The room was full of happy air. Desso turned his head slightly. "Don't laugh too recklessly, or it will be ruined."

Lu Zhengkang quickly restrained his smile, and desso prepared his special oily sludge, a wet red soil appearance, which gave him a cold feeling on his face. This time, everyone laughed louder.

"Don't move, don't move." Diesou squints his eyes and shapes the clay with a small scraper. Lu Zhengkang also squints his eyes. Through the dim yellow lights, the figure floats, and his smile and Su Rong alternate with each other very quickly. The world is like a walking lantern that never stops. He doesn't know whether he saw the reality at this moment or the remains of the scene at the last moment.

Even now he is sober, but still a little drunk.

Such a noisy and quiet night seems to be the scene of the previous life. Lu Zhengkang didn't move. When the instructors laughed too much, they restrained themselves and watched him play with peace of mind. It's a snowy Spring Festival. It's very quiet in the room, but you can also hear the sound of candles and the rustle of dessault's scraper across the mud. Small ice crystals outside the house will gently tap the window paper and pile up on the window edge, just like inverted shadows. Outside the walls, pools and woods, some people are laughing in the warm house, some are washing clothes in the cold wind, some are enjoying the bath, and some are cleaning the dung in the stables.

People in the world have always been different. From Lu Zhengkang's point of view, even at the end of the century, there has been no big change in such a scene. Let him say what he came here for, I'm afraid it's nothing. He didn't feel very happy when he was practicing, and he didn't feel much depressed when he was a Ranger in Chengjiang post.

As long as he is willing, he can let the secular princes and nobles fall to the ground overnight, and let the beggars on the street ascend to the sky step by step. However, the monks' views on good and evil and ethics are not similar to those of ordinary people. It should be said that they are far from each other. They are basically two species. Lu Zhengkang is still living in the world of mortals. This is actually a kind of self torture.

However, he did not want to practice hard every day. That kind of life is like an immortal cultivation game. It's like a primitive beast. It has a natural sense of mission chasing him. It makes his desire expand constantly, conquers everything he sees and everything he can think of. Climbing a mountain means conquering the mountain, crossing a sea means conquering the sea, and makes himself in the endless expansion of conquest Find the meaning of life, until one day, reach the upper limit, and then fall into infinite emptiness, and even be assimilated and disappeared by this emptiness.

In this life, up to now, there is only one thing he really wants, that is, his memory of his previous life. He wants to know what happened at the end of the 21st century and why his memory is full of blanks?

However, this goal is too far away. He really doesn't know if he can find it. If you can't find it, forget it. Don't be tired of yourself.

Lu Zhengkang suddenly laughs. He finds that he likes to think about life and have a haircut in his spare time.

Di sou frowned. "Why do you laugh all of a sudden?"

"I think of happy things, too."

"Keep your smile down and don't look too much on your face." Desso scraped off all the excess grease, and then smeared several layers of smooth putty on Lu Zhengkang's face, as well as sporadic bulges, which was prepared for acne. Until now, even if the face shape is complete, "come here tonight, let's talk about the plan, and then I'll teach you how to play the second childe."The crowd was busy until midnight.

Before he went to bed, Lu Zhengkang was surrounded by a gauze full of Medicine on his face by desso and told him not to take it off.

The next day, sure enough, the old lady led a group of family members to the temple to offer incense. As soon as they left, a group of instructors followed them out.

Lu Zhengkang was pulled up by desso before 4 o'clock this morning for the final repair. Three or four hours later, the operation passed. Now all the clothes on you are dressed like your son. We have to go to the pawnshop to rent them. Armed, he was a warm man with cool colors. Except for the second son Luo Shiqi, who was not pretty, everything was fine.

He was surrounded by a group of evil minded disciples and went out of the city. All the way, everyone used their own means. Those who had lightness skills were natural and unrestrained. Those who didn't have lightness skills took a big step. After all, everyone was a martial arts practitioner. Lu Zhengkang also took a step three or four, and everyone kept the same speed all the time. At this time, some people want to show off and say, let's compete and see who comes first.

"What's the matter? It's time to do business. Can you be more serious?" The jade man sword was severely condemned.

Everyone coughed twice, "understand!"

Lu Zhengkang looks strange, "no, why are you so skilled?"

"Where, where."

"It's nothing."

Hun Jianglong sighed, "who is not young and frivolous."

"It's really a robber!"