Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 14 The best disguise is disfigurement
Zhang Ze and Lin Feng discussed for a long time and felt that they should take a trip into this devil's cave.

Both of these clowns are extremely daring people, and they both have life-saving trump cards on them.

I'm really itching to go in and rub against it if I'm not allowed to.

It's not like I'm going to kill everyone and take off the head of the Taoist Spirit Snake. I'm just helping my fellow brother to scout the place in advance.

Just do a task.

There may be clues to the mission of Thousand Machine City in the Spirit Snake Rudder.

This is critical.

The determination is there, but how to sneak in is the big problem.

"I can't do another cosplay."

"But how did Wang He get so fat?"

Lin Feng came out of the woods carrying a wild rabbit and didn't hear Zhang Ze's mumbling.

"what did you just say?"

"It's okay, I'm just talking to myself."

In Lin Feng's hands, the hare was skillfully skinned and deboned, and then cut into several pieces. Soon, the smell of spices and oil mixed with each other hit the face.

Zhang Ze stared at the hare and asked Lin Feng.

"Brother Feng, do you think this is a rabbit?"

"I caught the rabbit myself, what's the problem?"

"But look, it has no hair now, it doesn't move, and it doesn't bark. It smells like meat, but you still say it's a rabbit."

Lin Feng frowned in confusion.

"Brother Zhang, have you come up with any solution?"

"Ah."

"Do you know what the most advanced disguise technique is?" Zhang Ze asked.

"The Tianzong's Hundred Aspects Divine Art?"

"Wrong, the best disguise is disfigurement."

"Brother Feng, wait a moment. I'll meditate for a while."

Zhang Ze opened the system exchange panel and exchanged out the [Shape-changing Technique] of Baiximen.

The exchange point for Tianzong's [Hundred Aspects Divine Art] is 130,000, and one must possess a Tianzong inner disciple badge to redeem it.

But the [Shape-changing Technique] of the Baixi Sect only costs 50 exchange points.

Also comes with a complete makeup kit.

In the system's view, the value of this thing is lower than the value of the Puppet Beast Sect's Spirit Recognition Technique.

However, the Baixi Sect was not wiped out and is still alive and well.

However, the entire sect, including their leader, Taoist Master Baixi, has a total of nineteen people.

We couldn't even get together for a football game.

As for the reason.

In his previous life, Zhang Ze liked very much what the Wheel-Turning King said to the Color Acrobat in "Sword Rain".

"I told you long ago, if you want to practice magic tricks, then practice magic tricks, if you want to practice martial arts, then practice martial arts. You always like to mix them up, it's a miracle that you are still alive today."

It makes so much sense.

The Hundred Aspects Divine Art can be transformed into reality. When cultivated to a high level, one person can have a thousand faces and will be completely flawless in front of a Yuanying stage cultivator.

Shape-changing only changes appearance, and temperament can only be improved by the actor's self-cultivation.

Fortunately, the acting skills of Zhang Ze and Lin Feng have been recognized by Mr. Wang He.

"Wait for me a little while, I'll put on some makeup."

Half an hour later, Zhang Ze walked out from behind the woods.

Lin Feng looked at Zhang Ze's current appearance and bowed.

"You are invincible, Brother Zhang."

Zhang Ze was wearing one of Wang He's spare clothes. His face was covered with knife marks, some of which were so deep that the bone was visible.

A bloody wound on the neck spread to the chest and abdomen.

All the skin not covered by the black robe was an unhealthy grayish-white.

Pale purple veins run along the loose skin.

At this time, Zhang Ze looked almost like a corpse with all the blood drained out.

"Do I speak like that fat guy?" Zhang Ze said in a hoarse voice.

"It's okay...at least it doesn't look human."

When it comes to blood evil techniques, Zhang Ze guarantees that he is definitely a top expert.

In the system's trial space, he had killed himself several times.

If he hadn't self-destructed, the person who was beaten to death by the Blood Evil Technique would look like he does now.

"It's difficult to play a fat white guy with a mental problem." "But it's easy to play a fat white guy with his face chopped up and his blood drained out."

Just like that rabbit, it has fur, can run and jump, it is a rabbit, it is also greasy and fragrant, it is also a rabbit.

Raymond Lam can prove that a rabbit is a rabbit.

Wang He's storage ring and identity token can prove that Zhang Ze is Wang He.

"I say, Brother Zhang...how did you get this skin and wound..." Lin Feng asked.

"Oh, this. Aren't there a pile of dead pigs on the side of the road over there? The meat is pork, the skin is pig skin, and the bones are also pig bones."

"Can't you disguise yourself again tomorrow morning?"

"No, this shapeshifting technique needs a whole night to take effect."

"so…"

"So you have to disguise yourself too. You have to play the unlucky guy who fought Wang He for three hundred rounds but was killed by the blood evil technique."

"Brother Zhang, just chop me a few times."

"Don't even think about it. No one can escape today."

The next day.

Wang He was pushing the pork cart and stumbling through the woods.

There was a man lying in the car. Judging from his clothes, he was a disciple of the righteous sect, but his whole body was blown to pieces and there was not a single piece of intact flesh left.

His chest rose and fell slightly, probably indicating he was still alive.

When Wang He pushed the cart to a mountain stream, bursts of monkey howls were heard from the surrounding mountains and forests. Soon, several masked monks in black gathered there.

"Who is coming?" asked the leader.

"Wang He. Make way. I'm busy."

"You...you are Wang He?"

Wang He raised his hand and threw his identity badge over.

After taking the badge and checking that it was correct, the guard still didn't dare to let him go.

Wang He took a deep breath and opened the storage ring. A black light flashed and a ghost-headed sword appeared in his hand.

"Go away, I'm busy now."

"you……"

"Go away! Go away! Go away! I told you I'm busy! Don't you understand?"

"I'm very busy right now! Do you see this bastard?"

"I'm going to take him back to the dungeon and torture him. I'm going to make him wish he were dead!"

After saying this, Wang He leaned limply against the cart, his body shaking violently. Black blood oozed from the wounds on his chest and upper body, and a foul smell of rotting wounds filled the air.

A guard in black seemed to have some evil intentions when he saw Wang He's weak appearance.

But when he reached behind his back, he saw Wang He making a hand seal.

Blood Evil Technique.

“…Let them go.”

The guards lifted the ban, and Wang He did not look back, pushing the cart towards the mountain stream.

After Wang He left, one of the guards asked in a low voice.

"What happened to that fat guy?"

"He probably drained himself of blood evil magic. He has a brain like a pig. Who else but him would treasure blood evil magic?"

"Judging from the man on the cart, he was indeed injured by the Blood Evil Technique."

"It's so miserable. After being killed by that fat guy, he was brought back to the helm and tortured."

"It's so funny, it's not certain who will die first."

"Wang He's condition clearly shows that his essence has been damaged. He won't live for many days."

"Why didn't you do it just now?"

"Bullshit, you bastards are just watching the show, asking me to eat the self-explosion, I'm not stupid."

"Forget it, stop arguing. Good things are worth waiting for."

"I heard that Wang He saved a lot of spirit stones and herbs to study the blood evil technique. If he dies, we..."

"Hehe, I bet he won't survive tonight..."

"It's a pity that he came back early. If he had come back a few days later..."

A few people seemed to have thought of something funny and started laughing together.

On Zhang Ze's side, he had already pushed Lin Feng around seven or eight checkpoints and arrived at a position where he could see the entrance to the stronghold.

Zhang Ze felt that there was something wrong with the style of the secret realm in front of him.

“Are these people going to build a residential complex?”

(End of this chapter)