Seeing Zaishi's serious face, Qin Feng also became serious, raised his right hand and said: "Master, don't worry, my disciple will never do anything that is harmful to nature!"
"You kid, what did you swear?"
Zaishi pulled Qin Feng's hand and said: "Qin Feng, although you are young and mature, you still have too little experience in the world. Master knows that you are an upright person, but I am afraid that you will be taken advantage of. You should think twice before doing anything in the future. OK!"
"Yes, Master!"
Qin Feng stood up, covered the old man with a quilt, and said: "Master, you are not in good health. You should sleep for a while. Don't waste your mind after taking the medicine!"
"I know my illness myself..." Zaishi smiled and shook his head and said, "If you want to sleep, you will have more time. Once you lie down in the coffin, you can sleep as long as you want!"
"Master, I don't allow you to say that!"
After hearing the old man's words, he looked at his master's face, which had become much older in the past six months. Qin Feng, who rarely showed his emotions, his eyes suddenly turned red and he had to hold back the tears in his eyes.
He has been getting along with the old man for more than half a year. Although Zai is extremely strict when teaching skills and beats and scolds him when he gets angry, Qin Feng can feel that the master cares about him very much in his heart.
Not to mention anything else, before Zaishi got sick, he had to prepare medicinal materials for Qin Feng to cook porridge almost every day. Once Hu Baoguo let it slip, Qin Feng found out that the amount of money he needed to drink the medicinal porridge every day was almost equal to that of an ordinary person. One month's salary.
After practicing the Taoist breathing method taught by Zai Shi and using medicinal materials to replenish his body, Qin Feng was less than fifteen years old and reached a height of 1.78 meters, which was much taller than some juvenile delinquents of 17 or 18 years old. few.
Although he still looks a little thin from the outside, if you take off your clothes, you can see the strong muscles.
Moreover, Qin Feng's body's flexibility is many times stronger than before. He can do almost all of the tricks that professional acrobats can do, which Zai Shi has never thought of.
Feeling his daily progress, Qin Feng no longer feels that he is being forced. Zai Shi has also become the person he respects the most, so every time he hears Zai Shi saying that he will not live long, Qin Feng feels in his heart I always feel a stinging pain.
"Silly boy, who can survive? But don't worry, eighty-three or ninety-four, master still has a good year to live!"
Smiling and touching Qin Feng's head, Zai said: "I have prepared some calligraphy and drawings. There are still two months between now and the Chinese New Year. If you can copy those calligraphy and paintings so that they are real in these two months, I will I’ll give you one month to find your sister!”
"Practice calligraphy? Drawing?" Qin Feng was stunned when he heard this. He had already discovered the calligraphy and painting posts on the table, but he never expected that his master would actually let him practice this thing.
It should be said that Qin Feng really liked painting since he was a child. Before the accident at home, the walls of the house were full of his graffiti. But now that he is in prison, how can he still be in the mood to play with these literati things?
Zaishi saw Qin Feng's thoughts and asked: "Do you want to learn these, but let the master teach you the art of disguise?"
"Well, Master, I still want to find my little sister!" Qin Feng nodded, there is no need to play tricks in front of Master.
"That's right, so you should learn to copy calligraphy and painting well!"
Zaishi pointed to the calligraphy and painting post on the table and said: "Whether it is an assassin or Qianmen, they all have the skill of changing their appearance, but if you want to master it well, you must have a foundation in art. Qin Feng, look at this what!"
As he spoke, Zai took out a thin object from under the pillow, then lowered his head and said with a smile: "Qin Feng, you little bastard, are you lazy again? Hurry up and get the rice, otherwise everything will be lost today." Eat rice with uncooked rice!”
"Master...Master, you...your tone, and...also, this...face, how...why has it completely changed?"
Qin Feng was stunned when he suddenly heard the sound coming from Zai Shikouzi, because the master sitting on the bed spoke in the same tone as the fat chef's wife.
When Zaishi raised his head, Qin Feng could no longer suppress the panic in his heart. He took three steps back and looked at the master on the hospital bed with a look of disbelief.
At this time, Zai not only sounded like the fat chef's sharp-tongued wife, but even her face was exactly the same, and even the expressions on her face were very similar to hers.
"Master, this...is this the art of disguise?" Qin Feng asked with a trembling voice.
Although he knew clearly that the person sitting on the bed was his master, Qin Feng still couldn't believe his eyes.
In the past, he only thought that the art of disguise was something that was boasted in novels, but what happened in front of him made Qin Feng's brain a little confused. If he saw this scene as soon as he walked in today, he might think that the master would The fat chef's wife hooked up with her in bed.
"Disguise? That's right, but we call it face-changing!"
Zaishi wiped his face with his hand and it returned to its original appearance. Seeing Qin Feng's horrified look, he couldn't help but smile: "Face-changing was first spread in the world. By the time of the two ancestors of Kang and Qian in the Qing Dynasty, It has been applied to dramas, the most famous of which is Sichuan Opera..."
Speaking of face-changing in Sichuan Opera, it has actually only been developed for 50 or 60 years, but this skill has been circulated for a long time in the world of martial arts.
And unlike the exaggerated facial makeup in Sichuan Opera, the face-changing in Jianghu is based on a person's appearance.
Some top assassins or experts from thousands of sects can not only imitate a person's appearance vividly, but they can also imitate the tone and demeanor exactly the same. Like what happened just now, even if the fat chef suddenly sees it, he is afraid You may also admit the wrong person.
Carefully taking the facial makeup that looked like human skin from Zaishe's hand, Qin Feng raised his head and asked: "Master, this... was this painted by yourself? Also, this... is this thing human skin? ?”
"Of course I painted it myself. Do you know the purpose of asking you to learn painting?"
Hearing this, Zaishi shook his head and said: "This thing is made of silicone, and the material is only average. Who dares to use human skin to make this thing now? However, before liberation, someone once made a human skin mask, and there were injuries. O God!"
"It really looks like..." Holding the soft mask, Qin Feng couldn't put it down. After playing with it for a while, he raised his head and said, "Master, don't worry, I will practice hard!"
"Not only do you need to practice your painting skills, but you also need to observe people's demeanor. Both of these are indispensable!"
Zaishi taught: "If you put on makeup and look like a woman but walk like a man, everyone except the blind will be able to tell."
After a pause, Zaishi continued: "Whenever you can walk out of this correctional facility with the mask you made, you can go find your sister!"
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