"How's it going? Doesn't it feel slippery?" Seeing that the old man was caressing his face in front of the bronze mirror, Mu Qingyang hurriedly came to his side.

"It's ok. Obviously, I felt that the touch on my face was indeed a lot smoother, but when I said it, it was as if I was so dismissive.

"Actually, if you know herbal medicine, you can study and make some masks that are good for your skin. Mu Qingyang tried to say what he thought.

"Really?" The old man, who seemed to be unmoved just now, actually released a glimmer of light in his eyes after hearing such words.

"We can try to do it. He understands the nature of herbs, and she knows a little about the method, and the combination of the two is just like the method of studying the anesthetic with Mu Ziding before, and it is completely possible to try it when the time comes.

"Okay, okay, let's talk about ......" The old man was obviously mobilized by Mu Qingyang's words, and his expression was already a little excited inadvertently.

……

"Get up!

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Mu Qingyang remembered that he and the old man were chatting until midnight, and he had just returned to the room before he fell asleep, when he heard a shouting in his ear, and the sound of knocking on the door, it sounded as if he was going to knock on the door directly!

"Don't let people sleep!" Mu Qing frowned and sat up from the bed with some irritability.

It's just that as soon as the door opened, I saw the old man standing at the door with a bowl of something.

"Girl, look, this is what I just did according to the method you said!" He handed the bowl to Mu Qingyang with a little excitement.

"Made of herbs?" Looking at the bowl in front of him, he didn't know what was black, but he could smell the obvious fragrance of herbs.

"That's right, there are mountain ginseng, primrose, snow water, ......" He said to Mu Qingyang with a serious face, one by one, the ingredients and effects in it.

"That makes sense. Mu Qingyang listened and nodded his head lightly from time to time, but he didn't understand a word at all.

"But I've already done it today, didn't I just say it, you can put it on your face tomorrow. ”

"I know, this is not for me. The old man said that his eyes were innocent and blinked a few times.

"......" Hearing this, Mu Qingyang faintly had some premonitions.

Although she didn't say anything, she unconsciously pointed to herself.

"That's right! you use it first!" Seeing this, the old man quickly nodded his head again and again.

......Mu Qing raised his forehead, knowing that he must have an intention if he was so active! This would be wanting to make himself a "guinea pig"!

"I think this kind of thing, you just made, or a small area to do it is better, after all, ......"

"What are you talking about!" Before Mu Qingyang could finish speaking, he had already pulled Mu Qingyang into the room, and suddenly pressed her to the table to learn the way she had just dressed his face, and couldn't help but say that he had already applied the pasty thing to her face......

Before Mu Qingyang could continue to speak, he didn't even have time to struggle, and a cool feeling on his face accompanied by a slight tingling pain had already spread all over his face.

"Huh" She couldn't help but breathe a long sigh ......of relief, and could only let him "behave" on her face.

It's easy to fill a face with a paste, and then see that the old man is leisurely propped up on the table with one hand, and he is looking at himself intently.

"Face...... Somewhat...... It hurts......" After a burst of stinging, the coolness just now has disappeared, and there will already be a slight feeling of heat.

"Don't move!" but he completely ignored her words, just a reminder.