Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature.

Chapter 257: Give him a taste of his own medicine? (Request for subscription)
Hearing that he could eat, sleep, and even take a bath and go to the toilet with a woman, Young Master Murong, who had originally had a dull look in his eyes, was suddenly full of motivation again.

In order to save Ning Qing and Zi Yu, and to be chivalrous and righteous, it is worth it for him to make such a sacrifice!
Shen Ying continued to analyze the problems that Duan Yun might encounter and said, "You said that after Juxianzhuang, you didn't have enough electricity."

The martial arts forbidden area of ​​Mingyu Palace is certainly full of dangers. It is definitely not comparable to a place like Juxian Manor that is openly displayed there.

Duan Yun responded confidently: "Even without the electromagnetic sword field, I can still kill the crazy woman."

"What's more, our first priority is to save people."

Looking at Duan Yun's confident face, the group has gotten used to it.

In other words, numb.

Now that the decision has been made, we just have to wait for Feng Ling'er to make the human skin mask.

It was still the familiar clear oil, and it was still the familiar kneading of human skin like dough.

But this time, Feng Ling'er has to do it more carefully and seriously.

The main thing is that Duan Yun and Murong brothers have to dress up as women this time, unlike last time when they just had to model their clothes after men’s bones.

Especially for Brother Murong, it is quite difficult to make him look like a woman and look better at the same time.

There was no way. It was said that the Mingyu Palace did not accept ugly women, so she had to worry about it.

It was not until dawn that Feng Ling'er finished making the two human skin masks.

These two human skin masks really took up a lot of her energy, so much so that she looked a little tired.

But the effect is quite good.

When Duan Yun and the Murong brothers came out wearing skirts, Feng Ling'er and Shen Ying looked at Duan Yun for a long time.

It has to be said that a man with a good foundation can look good in women's clothing. Today, Duan Yun, who is known as the fearsome old devil Duan who makes children cry, now looks like a beautiful and tall girl.

Although the Murong brothers can be considered pretty, they give people a rustic feeling.

But he was very satisfied, and while twisting his buttocks, he asked, "Do you think I am beautiful?"

If Duan Yun hadn't been worried about blowing off his human skin mask, he would have even wanted to slap him again.

This guy is really getting more and more crazy and slutty. He pretends to be a woman and makes himself look like a slutty bitch.

But by this time, they had completed all the preparations.

So let’s set off!

Ever since the last big fight at Juxianzhuang, the people at Yuzhu Villa have been living in peace for quite a while.

This incident made Duan Yun deeply aware of the madness and danger of this world.

After fighting a bloody battle with demons in Juxianzhuang and killing the crazy woman in Huanglou, the confidence of him and his Murong brothers was greatly strengthened.

Especially after the storyteller wanted to bring disaster to them but was slapped in the face by those sects themselves, this confidence became even stronger.

This gave people the illusion that the Yuzhu heroes had some status in the martial arts world.

Everyone has to consider their face.

He and the Murong brothers thought that Mingyu Palace would give them some face, but unfortunately the result was the opposite.
In this absurd and filthy world, there are too many evil demons and heretics who have no sense of justice.

All I can say is that the revolution has not yet succeeded, and you still need to work harder!

Although Duan Yun was angry, he was calm in his heart.

His amazing wisdom told him that the top priority this time was to save people, and they had to hide first.

I know very well that if Ning Qing offered sacrifice to the heaven, the Murong brothers would probably collapse.

The Murong brothers were his friends, close friends who were willing to risk their lives for him, and they also had the same chivalrous heart as him.

Being a young hero requires loyalty.

His sense of loyalty told him that Brother Murong must not go crazy or collapse.

Therefore, we can only start working hard after we find Ning Qing and Zi Yu!
In the carriage, Brother Murong looked at Duan Yun and said uneasily, "Old Duan, there are still two days to go. Didn't you say that you would use your amazing wisdom to deduce a technique for Brother Zang?"

As he said this, he glanced at the crotch under the pink skirt.

Duan Yun sat there and said, "I don't want to deduce it anymore. Let's leave it like this for now. Amazing Wisdom and I don't want to do this kind of thing."

Yes, dressing as a woman is his limit, and he is not a pervert like Brother Murong who once wanted to become a woman.

As long as they are careful at that time, they should not be discovered with their abilities.

"Then I have to be careful."

As he spoke, Brother Murong raised his index finger and acted like a woman.

The tea fields in early spring are full of fresh green, accompanied by the morning mist in the mountains, like a painting full of ancient charm, giving people a feeling of vitality.

Behind the tea fields along the mountain, you can vaguely see white walls and black tiles.

That is Tianliang Town.

The dragon raises its head on the second day of February.

Today is not the day for picking spring tea, but the largest Qingfeng Tea Garden in Tianliang Town is bustling with people.

The Yumeng spring tea in Tianliang Town is already famous and was a tribute to the imperial palace.

However, the best quality tea was not a tribute, because it had to be sent to Mingyu Palace.

Here, Mingyu Palace's status is higher than that of the emperor, even much higher.

Qingfeng Tea Garden was originally the property of Mingyu Palace. Those who come here now are naturally those who want to be selected by Mingyu Palace.

Duan Yun and the Murong brothers were also among them.

Mingyu Palace is mysterious and has strict rules, but this is just a selection of slaves. As long as you pay enough money, you can sneak in.

At a glance, hundreds of women were standing in a row, dressed in colorful clothes, just like an emperor selecting concubines.

Duan Yun had never thought that she would be chosen as a concubine, but at this moment, she had to stand here obediently.

There is no other way, finding someone is the most important thing.

The one who selected the people was a woman in red who looked a bit mean.

One woman after another walked past her and were questioned.

In Duan Yun's eyes, this woman was a bit like an HR, and she was the type that would easily make things difficult for workers.

"How old are you this year?" asked the woman in red.

"Eighteen," a woman replied.

"Eighteen? Twenty-eight is considered too few for you in your looks. Take off your shoes." The woman in red said sternly.

The woman quickly took off her embroidered shoes.

The woman in red said dissatisfiedly: "The big toe is turned outward, no."

The woman could only leave feeling aggrieved.

The women in front were either happy or sad, some were selected and some were eliminated. Even Duan Yun didn't understand the specific criteria and was a little nervous.

After all, he is not a real woman.

But the Murong brothers seemed very confident.

Because he felt that he was extremely beautiful, a woman among women.

If not him, who else should we choose?

At this time, it was Duan Yun's turn.

The moment Duan Yun walked over, the woman in red's eyes lit up.

But she immediately regained her snarky expression and asked, "Name."

"Duan Ling'er." Duan Yun, wearing a floral skirt, said obediently.

At this time, the woman looked at him for a while and discussed with the old woman next to her.

The old woman said, "Senior sister thinks so highly of her, would you like me to examine her carefully?"

The woman in red shook her head and said, "No need, she looks like she is chaste and has regular menstruation." Duan Yun felt a little headache after listening to this conversation.

He never imagined that he would one day be described as having a "regular menstrual cycle".

"Okay, go to Qingyeju and wait."

Duan Yun blinked his eyes, knowing that he had barely passed.

Next up is the Murong brothers.

Seeing that Duan Yun passed the test smoothly, the Murong brothers, who thought they were prettier and more feminine than him, became more confident all of a sudden and couldn't help but straighten out their rather full chests.

"Name." asked the woman in red.

"Duanmu Rong." The Murong brothers replied.

He was very proud of the name he had chosen for himself. His last name was "Duan", which meant dignified, and his given name was "Murong", which sounded the same as Murong, so it sounded nice and had a meaningful meaning.

The lady in red and the old woman looked him up and down.

They seemed quite satisfied at first. It must be said that Feng Ling'er's disguise skills were superb, and the Murong brothers did look better than the people next to them.

But at this time, the woman in red asked in confusion: "Why do you smell like prostitutes? Have you ever been a prostitute in a brothel?"

When the Murong brothers heard this, they quickly denied it, "I didn't! Absolutely not!"

“This kind of temperament is not favored in Mingyu Palace,” the woman in red pondered.

It can be seen that she was also a little hesitant.

At this time, the old woman suggested: "Senior Sister Qing, I think her figure is still suitable for being a wet nurse."

"Nanny?"

The Murong brothers were all shocked and asked, "How can a virgin girl be a wet nurse?"

The woman in red said frankly, "If the palace needs you, then you are. If the palace doesn't need you, then you don't have to be. Are you willing?"

Brother Murong thought that he had to get in no matter what, so he said, "Yes."

"Okay, go wait over there."

The Murong brothers managed to get in without any trouble, but they were a little confused about their future undercover career.

You can't really be a wet nurse and feed the child.

His fake breasts can only last for six hours a day at most.

Duan Yun saw him coming and looked worried, so he asked what was wrong.

When the Murong brothers told him about their worries.

Duan Yun tried his best to remain calm, but finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Nurse, Kukuku."

There were other selected women in Qingyeju, so Duan Yun smiled very restrainedly.

If I don't control myself, I'm afraid I won't be able to maintain my female voice.

Of the more than one hundred women who wanted to be slaves in Mingyu Palace, only about seventy were left, almost half.

At this time, the chief examiner, a woman in red, walked in and the surroundings quickly became quiet.

The somewhat mean-looking woman in red looked at Duan Yun and the others and sighed, "This should be the worst year for me to select people. If we follow the previous standards, some of you won't be able to go to Mingyu Palace at all."

After that, the old woman began to ask everyone what they were best at and what they most wanted to do.

The old woman asked what Brother Murong wanted to do, and Brother Murong quickly said, "Doorman."

The old woman looked at him meaningfully and said, "There are several types of concierges. Some guard the gate, some guard the mechanism, and some look after the medicinal herbs. Which one do you want to be?"

The Murong brothers replied, "Is there a job like that of guarding the gate for the Palace Master or the Elders? I am always very careful in doing things and will definitely satisfy the Palace Master or the Elders."

The person who could take Ning Qing and Zi Yu away quietly must be at least an elder, so if we want to find them, it would be best if we could have the opportunity to contact the top leaders of Mingyu Palace.

The old woman looked at him and replied, "Of course! But I want to do this kind of job."

Who wouldn’t want to be closer to the Palace Master and the Elders?

So she thought that Brother Murong was a greedy person, and resolutely wrote the word "wet nurse" on his name.

When Duan Yun saw these two words, if there weren't so many people around and the old woman and the woman in red were not right next to him, he would probably laugh again.

These two words are really full of joy.

The old woman asked the selected people one by one, but did not take Duan Yun and the others away.

At this time, the lady in red said: "From now on, you will also be considered servants of Mingyu Palace, and you must obey the rules."

"You have gone through so much trouble to get into Mingyu Palace, so Mingyu Palace will certainly not treat you unfairly."

"Today and tomorrow, you will first learn a breathing method for me."

Being a servant and learning martial arts before starting work is a happy thing for the people here.

Although it was a simple breathing method, it was passed down from Mingyu Palace after all, so the group couldn't help but feel excited.

After all, some girls here have heard that some prominent families in their area have taught their servants a certain breathing method. It is said that these servants only eat vegetarian food every day, but can work as hard as several cows.

When they heard that they were going to learn breathing exercises, the Murong brothers and Duan Yun looked at each other.

This proved that the information Duan Yun had bought at a high price was correct. On the second day of February, Mingyu Palace would not only summon servants, but would also see if it could select people with potential to test their skills.

The Murong brothers couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Whether he can get rid of the job of "wet nurse" depends on this.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to be a wet nurse, but he really can’t do it.

It would be fine if Duan Lao Mo's skills were effective, he might be able to help a woman get pregnant after having an abortion, but the key is that it doesn't work.

The breasts are fake, but the brothers are real, how can I be a wet nurse?

Duan Yun saw this and reminded: "Don't act too good."

The Murong brothers immediately understood what he meant.

In order to sneak in this time, they have locked their qi sea to make themselves look like women who have never learned martial arts.

But if you perform too well and seem too familiar with the process, you will easily be suspected.

Afterwards, the woman in red began to teach the breathing method.

This breathing method is very simple, and it is even simpler for those rare genius practitioners like Duan Yun and Brother Murong.

This is equivalent to a PhD in mathematics asking someone to do kindergarten arithmetic.

However, they pretended that it took them a full hour to figure out the breathing rhythm.

At dusk, the woman in red began to test the results of the practice, asking everyone to observe while breathing.

In fact, Duan Yun and the Murong brothers have discovered that this breathing method is actually quite magical.

That is, although this is the most basic breathing method for strengthening qi and blood, it will bring about some subtle changes. That is, after breathing, the hairs on the body will stand up slightly.

So at this time, Duan Yun and the Murong brothers began to breathe in and out more seriously, and soon, the newly grown sweat hairs that had been carefully shaved before stood up a little.

The red-dressed lady glanced at everyone one by one, and finally called out their names: "Liu Qing, Li Mei, Duan Mu Rong, Zhao Qing, Song Hui, Yu Qian, Huang Tian, ​​Duan Ling'er, follow me."

Duan Yun and the Murong brothers followed the girl and showed expressions of secret joy.

Because they all knew they were chosen.

Duan Yun was even a little excited for a moment.

I don’t know what kind of martial arts Mingyu Palace will let them practice.

As the saying goes, knowing yourself and knowing your enemy, you will win every battle. If he could learn the skills of Mingyu Palace while lurking, then wouldn't this unknown young hero have the opportunity to "return the favor as he wants you to do to him!"

Thinking of this, Duan Yun became more excited.

(End of this chapter)