It only took Song Ding ten minutes to change the mask, and after I put it on, I came to the mirror, which was really suitable.

"Your technique is too powerful, I wanted to change the mask before, but unfortunately no matter what method I use, I can't let it wear out."

"I can teach you if you want to, but it's hard."

"You haven't taught me anything as a master yet, so I can't work here for a day."

After saying this, I was amazed myself.

In the face of Song Ding before, I was submissive, but today I may have drifted away because I took Zheng Ran away.

"Indeed, then I'll teach you well, don't regret it." Song Ding didn't get angry at my words at all, but a smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

Wait, why do I think this smile is weird?

Soon I regretted learning this art of cultivating people, which is not something that people can learn at all.

"Are you sure you want me to put my hand in?" I looked at the basin in front of me and didn't do it for a long time.

It's full of dense insects, all of which I haven't seen before, and I don't know if it's poisonous.

I even wondered if the note that suddenly burned at Zheng Ran's house could really be a prank by Song Ding.

"Don't you want to learn? The highest level of the art of cultivating people is cultivating people, this pot of insects can help you gnaw away the filth in your hands, only if you can withstand the devouring of ten thousand insects, you are qualified to learn the art of cultivating people. ”

I looked at Song Ding's slender white fingers, ruthlessly, closed my eyes, and put my hand in.

These bugs are so sticky and disgusting that I can feel them wriggling in my hands even with my eyes closed.

"Just hold on for three hours."

Song Ding dropped this sentence and went to busy with his affairs again.

I quietly opened my eyes, and I found that the insects in the pot had become very fast, and even made me a little dizzy.

This is definitely not something that can be found on earth!

Three hours had finally passed, and I pinched my hand and took it out to see, and nothing seemed to have changed.

On the other hand, the insects in the basin are already half dead.

"The Art of Cultivating People......"

I opened the pamphlet that Song Ding had left for me before leaving, and my heart was shocked.

After the art of cultivating people is introduced, you can use your fingers to repair some simple things, you can cut and carve objects, or glue them.

After Xiaocheng, he can repair the wounds of living creatures, and Dacheng can connect the severed limbs of people.

It can even silently unload a person's limbs without shedding a drop of blood!

Doesn't that mean that after Dacheng, you can take other people's lives at will, and as long as you have one breath, you can live?

However, no one has been able to learn the art of cultivating people until now, and almost everyone is stuck in the introductory stage.

"What about me...... Got started? I looked at my hands in disbelief.

"What do you think, it just means that you are qualified."

Song Ding had already returned to the funeral home, and the first thing he did after coming back was to pour cold water on me.

"So what level are you at now?"

"I've been learning since I was a child, and now it's been more than ten years, but it's only a small success."

Even people like Song Ding are just a small success, so you can imagine how difficult it is to learn the art of cultivating people.

"But don't be discouraged, your physique is different, maybe you can learn it soon." Song Ding was thoughtful.

"Why?"

"I'll tell you when you're done." Song Ding smiled mysteriously.

I'm not surprised by this kind of "you'll know later" words.