"Can I learn to disguise today?" Wang also asked.

He was a little worried, he promised Xu Jingqing that he would go to the underground boxing ring tomorrow, and this trick was obviously not so easy to master.

After all, it was a spiritual power, he had never touched on it before, and it was estimated that it would be much more difficult than mastering Jack's power of flames, and if he couldn't learn it before tomorrow, then everything would be in vain.

"Transfiguration is only the simplest part of trickery, as long as you accept the power of trickery, normal people can easily master it, unless you think you are a brainless idiot!"

Ke Du turned his head to look at Wang Ye, "Do you think you will be this kind of person?" ”

The unconfidence on Wang Ye's face suddenly dissipated a little, "I think I should be able to get started easily." ”

"You should be able to feel the tricky energy that roams your limbs, right?" Ke Du asked lightly.

Wang also nodded, "Yes." ”

"Now you just have to imagine a face in your head, and then use that power to express it in substance." Twilight paused.

Wang Ye frowned slightly, "Huh? Gone? ”

"No, it's that simple." Ke Du said in a very indifferent tone: "However, it should be noted that the image created in the head needs to be specific and detailed, otherwise the appearance formed by trickery will also be stiff and full of flaws." ”

"In other words, improving the activity and agility of the brain can go a long way in mastering the power of trickery."

Wang Ye frowned slightly and pondered for a moment, remembering these outlines, and when the time comes, he will have traces to follow.

After all, Ke Dui's temperament is so weird, he may teach him a few words on a whim now, and maybe he will ignore him in the future, so he has to remember these essentials now.

"I'll try."

Between his eyebrows, Wang also began to carefully feel the power of trickery in his body.

After a moment of silence, Wang Ye suddenly frowned.

He felt the power of trickery, and his head carved a face he wanted, but ...... How do you use the power of trickery to build a face?

I didn't mention that at all!

The king couldn't help but speak, "Can you ...... Teach a little more detailed? ”

"It's a very subtle feeling, I can't describe it, you can experience it yourself!"

As he spoke, Ke Du turned around and left.

The moment he turned around, his figure suddenly stopped, leaving a sentence, "By the way, there is a sentence that I can tell you now, and you have to remember it, because it is a rare interest of mine." ”

Wang was also stunned for a moment and nodded.

"Trickery is like holding the puppet's string, and you're like a puppeteer, you can control the puppet to do all kinds of things you want, and even control their inner thoughts."

"It's like an artist creating a breathtaking painting, and when you can feel that sense of accomplishment, that's when you really get the power in your hands!"

After the words fell, Ke Du continued to take steps and waved his hand at Wang Ye, "You toss slowly, don't come to me if you have nothing to do, of course, I won't pay attention to anything." ”

Wang Ye: "......"

There's no way, Ke Du is this kind of character, he is used to it, and he doesn't expect Ke Du to be able to teach him by hand.

After Ke Du left, Wang Ye could only ponder it by himself.

After spending two hours of comprehension, Wang also found a little trick, and an unfamiliar face slowly covered his face.

But this one is so stiff that it looks like a plastic mannequin.

It's too fake, and I can't hide it from Xu Jingqing at all.

As Ke Du said, his imagination is not detailed and vivid, and the constructed face will be stiff and jerky, so he still needs to reconstruct it in the direction of refinement......

In the middle of the day, he woke up once, ate a supper, and then went to sleep again and went into the night world to learn how to make a face.

It wasn't until the next morning that the king woke up.

Probably because of the trickery infused into his body, his eyes were much deeper and more impressive than before.

His dark eyes could be seen clearly dotted with starlight, shining brightly.

Wang also got up and walked towards the bathroom with a pair of flip-flops, facing the mirror in the bathroom.

He pressed his thumb to the center of his head, and the black aura visible to the naked eye in the center of his finger was thick and slowly spread around~

Slowly slid down the bridge of his nose from the door of his head to the tip of his nose, and the black mist spread across his entire face.

The black mist slowly squirmed on Wang Ye's face as if it had life, and when the black mist slowly dispersed, Wang Ye's face had been replaced by an unfamiliar face.

It was the face of a middle-aged man, with a dense stubble growing on the chin, not too long, but lush, and the chin could be seen from afar.

The face is a little sallow, the eyes are dull, and the overall look is relatively decadent.

This is completely consistent with Wang Ye's description of Xu Jingqing's middle-aged and unambitious boxer.

Satisfied with the forged appearance, Wang also walked out of the room, pulled out a basket of glove boxes from under the bed, and rummaged through it for a roll of white bandages.

Wang also wrapped the white bandage around his hand, so as to cover his fine-skinned and tender hands, so as not to make Xu Jingqing suspicious.

Anyway, it's not uncommon for a boxer to have a white bandage on his hand.

The next thing is to solve the problem of clothing, his dressing style does not fit the image of this character, it is a little naïve, so he needs to find some old clothes.

Opening the door, Wang also tiptoed into the utility room and found a wardrobe inside.

This is the wardrobe used by his father Wang Keming, and Ye Xiao sorted out all his clothes and put them inside.

Although he has been crowded in the storage room for a long time, the top of the wardrobe is not covered with dust, and it seems that Ye Xiao should clean it frequently.

Wang also opened the wardrobe, and the clothes in it did not have the musty smell that had been accumulated for too long, and there were still a lot of clothes, which could almost fill the entire wardrobe.

He rummaged through the cabinets, and finally chose a pair of black jeans and a black trench coat, which was made of leather and light to the touch.

Sneak back to the room with the two clothes you have chosen.

The clothes were not dirty, so Wang Ye simply shook the clothes a few times and put them on his body, and then came to the mirror to take a look.

The down-and-out and decadent temperament adds a free and easy, highlighting the boxer's unruliness.

Even if he is down, he is still a beast of prey.

In the end, he found another hairspray that he had been sitting for a few years.

It seems that Ye Xiao bought something to give it away before, but because Wang Keming left, he was still young, and no one used it at home, so he kept it idle and didn't even open the package.

Buried for so many years, today is exactly where it comes in handy.

Wang also pinched the plastic shell of the hairspray, squeezing out a little black hairspray like squeezing toothpaste, and the hairspray had a slight unpleasant smell on it, which was a little pungent.

It's an inferior hairspray.