Chapter 143 Are you crazy? (asking for monthly tickets)

Two hours later, the sky began to darken.

It was in a house about five miles west of Baicaotang.

Using the dim light, Chen Yi carefully examined his reflection in the bronze mirror.

At this moment, his appearance had changed from the previous refined and elegant look to a handsome one.

—Her skin was fair and delicate, her eyebrows were sharp and her eyes were bright, and her nose was high and straight.

It can be said that, apart from those bright and clear eyes, there were slight changes in her face shape, mouth and nose.

Whether at first glance or upon closer inspection, it is impossible to tell that he and the son-in-law of the Xiao family are the same person.

Chen Yi confirmed there were no flaws and nodded: "Not bad."

Upon hearing his words, Wang Ji, who was standing nearby, showed a hint of joy on his face and quickly bowed, saying:

"As long as the master is satisfied."

"He's just too handsome, which makes him easy to attract attention."

"You flatter me, sir. You were just as much of a focus of attention before."

Chen Yi glanced at him sideways, ignoring his flattery, and looked at the figure outside the door, giving the order:

"Let him follow you from now on."

"It's a waste of talent for someone so young to just waste their time in this house."

Wang Ji quickly agreed, then gestured to the short, thin boy outside the door, saying, "Why don't you come and thank the master?"

This young man was Zhang Dabao, a martial arts expert skilled in disguise whom Wang Ji had found for Chen Yi.

You could say he's a江湖人 (jianghu person, someone from the martial arts world), but you also could not say he isn't

To be precise, Zhang Dabao had just finished his apprenticeship and was about to enter the martial arts world when he was recruited by Wang Ji.

However, the fact that his disguise skills were recommended by others shows that he must have some talent.

This was because his master was a famous thief in Shuzhou, nicknamed "One Finger".

It is said that he once stole from the south of the city to the north using only one finger, and his attacks never missed, thus making him famous in the thieving world of Shu Prefecture.

Besides his masterful thieving skills, "One Finger" is also adept at disguise, which he uses to evade capture by the authorities.

Zhang Dabao's entire knowledge was taught by "One Finger".

When Wang Ji found him, he was planning to follow in his master's footsteps and steal all the way from the east of Shuzhou City to the west, hoping to make a name for himself.

If Wang Ji hadn't offered such a high price, the reputation of "Two-Finger" the master thief might already be spreading throughout Shu Prefecture by now.

Seeing Chen Yi's satisfaction, Zhang Dabao, with his youthful spirit, smiled and said, "Thank you, sir."

Despite the short time available today, he still managed to create a "human skin mask" for Chen Yi according to his request, thanks to his superb skills.

It couldn't possibly be real human skin; it was a "mask" made of a special material.

Not only does it have skin texture and downy hair, but it can also be further filled to create effects such as bones and muscles, thereby completely changing a person's appearance.

And by disguising Chen Yi, he could do that.

From any angle, there is no resemblance between Chen Yi and his previous appearance.

Aside from his physique and that indescribable aura.

Therefore, after flattering him, Zhang Dabao then reminded him, "Sir, appearance is only one aspect. To completely transform into another person, you also need to..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Yi understood. He remained still, shrugged his shoulders slightly, and casually put his left hand behind his back.

Looking at the calmness on his face, his entire demeanor instantly became much more aloof.

"How about this?"

Zhang Dabao stared blankly at him, rubbed his eyes, and grinned, "A master is a master, I can't see any flaws anymore."

Although these words were straightforward, they sounded much more pleasant to Chen Yi than Wang Ji's flattery earlier.

He nodded and then instructed Wang Ji, "Only four people know about this. Don't let anyone else find out."

Wang Ji assured him, "Don't worry, sir."

"No one else will know except for me, Yan Hai, and Zhang Dabao."

Chen Yi nodded and walked outside. "Remember, my name at Baicaotang is Chen Yu, the 'Yu' in 'extra'."

Afterwards, the three of them went to Baicaotang.

Yan Hai glanced at him curiously, and was about to speak when he saw Wang Ji clap his hands and, smiling, introduce the guards, physicians, and apprentices around him:

"This is Chen Yu, the owner of our Baicaotang."

"I came here specifically to take a look today."

Not only did the people from Baicaotang look at Chen Yi, but those who were buying tea and medicinal herbs also looked at him curiously.

Baicaotang has been open for some time now, and recently it has caused quite a stir in Shuzhou City, naturally attracting attention.

Besides Wang Ji, the shopkeeper, many people are more interested in the mysterious boss behind Baicaotang.

There have been some rumors circulating about it.

Some say that Baicaotang is a business owned by the Xiao family, but they haven't shown up for some reason.

Some say it was the work of a legendary healer in the martial arts world.

Some speculate that it was a powerful family from outside Shu Prefecture that came specifically to help the Xiao family.

There are many opinions, but no one can really explain why.

The appearance of the owner of Baicaotang has become a topic of conversation for these people.

"Is he the owner of Baicaotang? He is indeed a distinguished man, and looks like he comes from a prominent family."

"He looks like a江湖人 (jianghu person, someone from the martial arts world), he has a rather cold demeanor."

Needless to say, Yan Hai and the others paid no attention to the discussions inside the hall, focusing only on bowing respectfully.

"Greetings, Master."

Even Liu Lang was like that.

However, after bowing, he felt somewhat relieved.

As darkness fell, the person who had promised to heal him the night before still hadn't shown up, making him think he'd been tricked.

Fortunately, the person finally arrived.

The person in front of him was somewhat different from what he had imagined.

He was handsome and aloof, unlike his casual demeanor when we talked last night.

Chen Yi ignored the thoughts of those around him and said calmly, "Go about your business."

"Yes, boss."

After Yan Hai and the others continued to greet the guests in the hall, Chen Yi then signaled Wang Ji to take Liu Lang to the quiet room and pick up the silver needle box.

Wang Ji, unaware of the situation, brought his men over. Seeing Chen Yi waving, he had some doubts but didn't ask any further questions and left directly.

Liu Lang looked at Chen Yi, who was sitting at the table brewing tea, and asked with a half-smile, "Senior?"

Chen Yi glanced at him and asked casually, "Doesn't it look like it?"

Liu Lang shook his head, sat down opposite him, and said, "You were a bit more gentle last night."

Chen Yi smiled, a hint of nonchalance appearing on his handsome face, and his tone became more casual:

"When you're out and about, you always have to wear some disguise."

Seeing him like this, Liu Lang looked him up and down before bursting into laughter:

"Mr. Chen, isn't this your true colors?"

no.

Chen Yi thought to himself, and without wasting any more words, said directly, "I'll ask you one last time, are you sure you want to agree to my request?"

Liu Lang was slightly taken aback, then said, "Since I began my journey through the martial world, I have never failed to keep my promises. Please rest assured on that point."

"In that case, please sit down."

"Sit still..."

Before Liu Lang could react, Chen Yi waved his hand and lightly patted the box beside him, and his true essence flowed around it.

Then a needle was seen piercing his left shoulder, then his chest at the Tanzhong acupoint, and then the lower edge of his right chest.

Three silver needles, lined up in a straight line, were placed precisely on his wound.

Liu Lang immediately froze, staring at Chen Yi in astonishment, his mind reeling.

Although he had heard of the legends of those "miracle doctors" in the martial arts world, he realized that those rumors were too conservative when he actually met them.

This is beyond description by words like "miraculous".

That's absolutely incredible!

Chen Yi had no time to care about Liu Lang's thoughts; he was focused on using his true energy to repair Liu Lang's damaged meridians.

In less than a quarter of an hour, he waved his hand and instantly withdrew the three silver needles.

Liu Lang paused, staring blankly at him: "All done?"

"That's it?"

"So fast?"

As Chen Yi put the silver needles into the box, he instructed, "I'll leave a prescription for Wang Ji later. You'll recover after drinking it for three days."

"Remember not to fight with anyone during this time, lest your newly repaired meridians break."

Liu Lang was still somewhat stunned upon hearing this. After a long while, he reacted, stood up with admiration, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said:

"Please forgive me for not recognizing your greatness earlier. I hope you will forgive my previous rudeness."

You have to admit it.

His severe injuries, which had tormented him for days, were healed in less than an hour. Anyone would be impressed.

Chen Yi glanced at him and said, "You're making a fuss over nothing."

"..."

Liu Lang chuckled twice, then sat up straight and said seriously:

"Now that you have healed Liu's injuries, Liu will certainly keep every promise he made to you."

Chen Yi hummed in agreement, then thought for a moment and said, "I happen to have something I need you to do."

"I will do whatever you ask."

"You know about the three military towns in Shu Prefecture, right?"

Liu Lang nodded with a smile, "Who doesn't know that? The location of the military town is the foundation of the Xiao family's standing in Shu Prefecture."

"I need you to find someone to burn the summer grain that just arrived in the warehouse in the three towns."

"Forehead……"

Liu Lang's smile froze, the shock to his mind even greater than before. "You...you...you've gone mad?"

The summer grain harvest in the three towns was burned.

If he really did it, even ten heads wouldn't be enough for him to die.

Damn it, he wants to resign because of this "instruction"!

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(End of this chapter)