Peach Blossom Dyeing Jinge

Wu Tong was full of praise for Lu Zhengqiu's disguise.

Like a hunter who saw a fresh prey, she hurriedly combed Lu Zhengqiu's hair and dressed up his face, and even the powder box she hid in the hut came in handy at this time.

She is really a master at modifying the face, using the fewest strokes to smooth out the contours of Lu Zhengqiu's face, and skillfully outline the eyebrows and eyes, making them soft and natural, the effect is perfect.

Her interest was extremely high, and she said while doing the work: "There are not many opportunities to draw eyebrows for others. Master Zhengqiu is talented and intelligent, and I have to cherish it."

Lu Zhengqiu said with a smile on his face: "It's the first time I've discovered that I still have such a talent, thank you girl for reminding me."

Wu Tong let out a satisfied snort from his nose, stepped back a few steps, looked at Lu Zhengqiu's face, and nodded repeatedly.

Then, she turned to the stunned young man beside her, and asked, "Why are you so stunned, take a look at my results, do they look good?"

Lu Dongqing was poked by her elbow, and only then woke up like a dream, and replied: "It looks good, it looks good."

Indus turned to look him around: "There is nothing wrong with your businessman's attire. Sit down, and I will hook the corners of your eyes and draw a few wrinkles for you. When you go out later, you will call your master to do it." Ma'am, make sure no one will recognize you."

Lu Zhengqiu didn't respond.

Lu Dongqing's face was already reddened.

In order to hide the panic in his heart, the young man asked: "What about you? What are you going to do?"

Wutong smiled at him, took out a crooked crutch from the wall, and took off a flat hat from the window sill.

She flipped the hat over and dumped the contents into the palm of her hand, it was a small thing the size of a fingernail.Before Lu Dongqing could see the appearance of the little thing, she put her palm to her lips, raised her neck, and swallowed the thing like a pill.

Lu Dongqing's face darkened, and she immediately stepped forward and said, "Wait a minute, what are you taking? If it's any other medicine, give it to me first before taking it."

Wutong met his gaze, touched his throat with his fingers, suddenly coughed twice, and said in a rough and hoarse voice: "Don't worry, young man, old man has his own measure."

Lu Dongqing was shocked: "Why has your voice changed! It's like an old man!"

Indus laughed a few times, and the lively look on his face mixed with the deep laughter seemed rather weird.

She put her hat back on her head, and took out a dark blue long coat from her package, and put it on behind her.

The gown was twice as wide as her body, and hung loosely on her shoulders, like a cloak.She bowed her waist and tightened her shoulders, and the hem of the gown covered her feet.

She pretended to cough twice again, and then put one end of the crutch on the ground, kicking and kicking.

Lu Dongqing suddenly realized that he had seen old men dressed like this in the streets and alleys of Anyi City before. They all read palms, waved bamboo sticks, and pinched their fingers to make a living.The people of Yu State believed in gods and respected the astrology, so there were such old fortune-tellers in many cities and towns.However, in recent years, the weather has been unfavorable, and rumors of the end of the country's fate have spread. These people have gradually attracted people's disgust. People are afraid to avoid them, and often walk around.

The fake Mr. Wutong just pretended to be the real Mr. Wutong.

Lu Zhengqiu asked from the side: "Miss Wutong, the thing you swallowed just now is a date pit."

"Jujube stone?" Lu Dongqing asked in surprise.

Lu Zhengqiu nodded, and put his hair back into a bun: "The jujube core was not swallowed, but stuck in the throat. When exhaling and exhaling, it can change the qi, and thus produce a completely different tone from the original."

"Mr. Wutong" smiled, leaning on a walking stick, walked slowly to Lu Zhengqiu's side, patted him on the shoulder, and said: "This lady has very good eyesight, and ordinary people can't recognize the old man's kung fu." .”

Lu Zhengqiu was slightly taken aback, quickly lowered his eyes, and replied in a low voice: "Where is it, I will make a bold guess, and I will make my husband laugh."

Wearing a red dress, he imitated the woman's tone.Unlike Wutong, he didn't deliberately raise his voice, but spoke in a softer way. In addition, when he spoke, his brows were stretched, and a thin phoenix tip was raised at the corner of his eyes. He looked like a middle-aged lady , the voice is slightly hoarse, but it does not appear to be rude, but outlines a bit of demure and leisurely.

He and Wutong switched genders, but each performed a vivid charm.

The two exchanged glances, and finally couldn't hold back the smile on their faces. After the smile, they turned their heads tacitly and looked at Lu Dongqing together.

Lu Dongqing had long been dumbfounded.

Only then did he vaguely remember that his master was indeed good at acting, not long ago he had fooled the government once in Song Ren's porcelain kiln, and once fooled the Yushan tribe in Lingquan Valley.

For such a person, meeting a partner who is also good at disguising is like the sound of a zither meeting in the wild, matching each other, and colliding with pure happiness.

The makeup is fake, but the smile is absolutely real. Delicate lines stretch out from the corners of Lu Zhengqiu's eyes, which are faintly visible under the makeup, like a secret revealed inadvertently.

Whether it is anxiety, pain, or joy, it is extremely rare on this person's face, and they are all fleeting like blooming fireworks. Most of the time, Lu Zhengqiu is indifferent, as gentle as flowing water, but also like Flowing water is generally colorless, thin, and elusive.

Dusk is approaching, the shimmering light penetrating through the window sills is also coated with a layer of warm color, blending with the light red clothes on Lu Zhengqiu's shoulders, like peach blossoms flying in the mountains, making people ecstatic.

Holly is stubborn by nature, the more unpredictable the puzzle, the harder it is to let go.

Master is such a puzzle, which has always been lying in front of him, making him desperately want to peek into it and explore the endless mysteries within.

After many years, this figure occupied his eyes, and he could no longer see anything else.

Wu Tong saw that he was distracted, so he raised his voice and teased: "Why are you standing still, why don't you hurry up and call your wife."

Lu Dongqing was shocked: "Huh?"

"This dress was found in the luggage of a couple. You pretended to be his husband, and he pretended to be your wife. Isn't it just right?"

Lu Dongqing glanced at Master quickly, turned to Wutong and said, "Sir, please let me go. I'm not as powerful as you. If I speak, I'll reveal my truth. It's better to shut up."

"Okay," Wu Tong seemed a little dejected, "but your face is still too tender, and you have such an impetuous drive, you don't look like a married man at all, come, come, let me paint a few strokes for you. "

Dongqing showed hesitation, but Wutong kept urging him with his eyes, and the master nodded to him, so he could only walk over obediently and sit down on the stool.

Wutong spent some effort to dress him thoroughly, then straightened up, hammered his back, and said: "Okay, this time I can't see any flaws."

Lu Dongqing touched her face, feeling quite strange with the unfamiliar powder on her cheeks.

As soon as he stood up, he found that his vision was gradually dimming. He was startled, and leaned over to the window to have a look. A group of dark clouds came from the southeast, rolling across the sky, and the big raindrops fell down.

Wutong walked to the window quickly, and after seeing the rain, he was overjoyed: "It's a sudden shower, it's just God helping me."

Ordinary people are most afraid of heavy rain covering the sky when they are walking. However, for the three people in disguise, the heavy rain confuses the vision of others.

She urged: "It's not too late, let's go quickly, there are umbrellas in this old house, but there are only two..."

Lu Zhengqiu replied: "It's okay, Dongqing and I can hold a handle together."