There are still seven days until Lang Yixing decides to reveal Lang Zhi's identity. Normally, the days should pass quickly, but President Lang Da has fully experienced the pitfall of the phrase "disaster comes from the mouth".
Since he said last time that he could try to skip the level and adjust the treatment face, Pi Qinghua followed his suggestion very obediently. In the first three days, Pi Qinghua locked himself in the room and did not know what to do. Except for eating on time at noon and in the morning every day and checking the sales of his chain stores, he did almost nothing else.
This situation made President Lang feel dissatisfied, so he said, "What method do you have? Why don't you come out and try it? Hiding in the house will not give you any suggestions, right?" However, Pi Qinghua said that it might scare his good son, and Lang Yixing snorted twice:
"If that kid was really scared, I would be thankful. He is now the typical person who is not afraid of anything." Except you.
But even so, Pi Qinghua was unwilling to come out. As a result, Lang Yixing said something to Lang Zhi. The next day, Lang Zhi took the quilt and his laptop and said he wanted to live next door for a while. The reason he gave was that Wu Yu didn't want to study recently and was always sick. Wu Yan couldn't cure Wu Yu, so he had to go.
But who is Pi Qinghua? He has raised this little wolf cub for three years. If he doesn't know his every move, he will be a fool. So he asked Dahei to guard the door, and used his actions to show that if you don't tell the truth, you can't go anywhere. This is a hegemonic act.
Although Langzhi is a fierce boy who can bite a few bad guys, he is always a cute little white rabbit in front of his second father. Even if he occasionally shows a bit of fierceness, he will be pulled back by his second father. So, when he saw his second father like this, the little guy was immediately scared.
However, Lang said he still had to take the initiative in words: "It's okay to go there. The most important thing is that you can heal your wounds here. You will worry if I am here, so I can just come from next door to have lunch every day."
"Anyway, people have to be independent when they grow up. I'm almost eight years old, and my mental age is at least fifteen or sixteen, so I can be independent. You don't have to worry."
Pi Qinghua almost laughed out loud at what her kid said. He's not even 10 years old yet and he's already thinking about being independent?! Lang Yixing really deserves to be bitten by Dahei! "No need. I won't do it all the time anyway. You should stay at home."
Lang Zhi firmly refused: "Second Dad, I live next door. I hope you get better soon." When he said this, little Lang Zhi's eyes were so determined that Pi Qinghua didn't know how to respond.
"Second father? How about I take Dahei with me? I really hope you're okay."
Pi Qinghua couldn't help but soften her heart after hearing what her own son said. She finally said with a sigh, "Then you have to come over every day at dinner time. There is also an hour in the evening to check on the learning progress. Don't forget."
Lang Zhi nodded quickly: "Don't worry. You can trust me to do the job!"
Pi Qinghua's response to him was to simply roll his eyes.
When Lang Yixing came back from handling company affairs, the two biggest light bulbs in his mind had moved to the next door. When he entered the door, he saw Pi Qinghua tinkering with something by himself. He was very happy and went straight up to him:
"Hey? Where's the kid? And why is the black dog gone? Did they go out to buy groceries?"
Pi Qinghua expressed extreme contempt for this person who asked questions even though he knew the answer. It was obvious that this person had used various methods to get his son to live next door, and then he came back and acted stupid.
Therefore, Pi, the male god, decided to give this guy an unforgettable memory.
It just so happened that he spent the entire morning this morning, using all his strength to barely draw three human skins.
To be honest, Pi Qinghua himself didn't know if he could draw human skin beyond the level. After all, it really sounded like "drawing human skin" was something like a ghost or a demon. But since the devil had told him that he could heal his face through the fourth level of drawing skin, it must be possible. So, Pi Qinghua worked hard for a whole morning and finally made these three human skins.
Actually, it can’t be completely said to be human skin.
Just like the other skins he had drawn with the magic pen before, the human skins he drew all had some inexplicable "essence" feeling. It was like the skin was reassembled with the essence of blood and qi, and it was of high quality. But what made Pi Qinghua feel dissatisfied was that the three human skins in front of him were only half the size of his palm, and what was even more disappointing was that the colors were different.
One of the pictures is obviously too white, as if it is anemic.
One of the photos was obviously too dark, as if it had been exposed to the sun for several months.
The third photo showed normal skin color, but somehow there was a thin gap in the middle. Pi Qinghua estimated that if he wore this skin, he would definitely have a hideous scar on his face. But it would still look better than having half of his face burned.
At this time, Lang Yixing was walking towards him. Pi Qinghua raised his eyebrows, picked up the black one and slapped it on his face without thinking. When Lang Yixing came in front of him, he raised his head quickly, grinned, frowned, glared, and stuck out his tongue, directly expressing his desire to scare someone to death.
When Lang Yixing first saw the face with a strange expression and a tongue sticking out, he almost couldn't help kicking it. Although he had long been accustomed to the burn on his pretty boy's left face, it didn't mean he could get used to the pretty boy suddenly changing into a "black and white face" with an expression like the Black and White Impermanence hanged ghost.
Pi Qinghua laughed when he saw Lang Yixing's reaction. With this smile, the distinct black and white face was even more deadly, and President Lang's mouth twitched: "When did you develop this hobby? Also, don't stick anything on your face. Although you have adjusted that half of your face, the fire poison has not been completely removed."
Pi Qinghua continued to laugh after hearing this: "Don't you want me to treat you in front of you? I am treating you right now. This is a good thing full of spiritual energy. Don't look at it as ugly, but I just applied it for a while, and now I feel cool and comfortable on my left face. And don't you think I can use this as a mask? I didn't use anything, I just applied it on my face, and it didn't fall off. It seems that it can't be seen."
Hearing what Pi Qinghua said, Lang Yixing became somewhat interested. He lowered his head and looked at the black skin carefully, then used his eyes to indicate that he wanted to touch it. Pi Qinghua nodded in agreement, and Lang Yixing reached out and touched it. The touch was very surprising. It seemed cool and smooth, and felt very similar to the skin of a baby, but it was an extremely thin layer. When it was applied to the face, it really looked like it had grown on itself, and it didn't look bumpy. Moreover, he touched it a few times and pulled it with his hands. When he pulled it with his hands, the skin pulled apart, and when he didn't pull it, it stuck to the skin, as if it was fully automatic.
Pi Qinghua said with some pride: "How is it? This thing is not bad!"
Lang Yixing nodded in disbelief and said, "Even if it doesn't feel harmful, how can you be sure it can do you any good? It just looks like a piece of fake human skin."
After listening to this, Pi Qinghua thought for a while and said, "Actually, I'm not really sure, but I can feel that I feel very comfortable after applying this, more comfortable than when I applied the ointment, so I think it should be of some use. Anyway, there is no harm. You know, I spent a lot of energy to make this. Even if it can't be used as medicine, it is more comfortable than wearing a mask, and it is less scary."
As he said this, Pi Qinghua peeled off the black skin on his face, then patted the pale skin on his face, then looked up at Lang Yixing.
Lang Yixing paused again.
He had always known that the right side of the pretty boy's face was quite attractive, handsome yet cool, and charming when he smiled, otherwise he wouldn't be called a pretty boy. He had also imagined more than once what the pretty boy's face would look like if it was restored, and he thought it would definitely live up to the name "pretty boy" and attract a lot of bees and butterflies.
But when he really saw this face, Lang Yixing knew very clearly that his description really underestimated this face. Even though this face looked pale and colorless at this moment, it still had fatal charm and attraction. Not only was it a flawless face, but also a pair of unforgettable eyes.
Perhaps this face alone is not enough to make this man so deadly, but those sharp black eyes with a smile can make people remember him instantly, and even never forget him.
"… Tsk, you should wear the black one!" President Lang felt a little anxious when he looked at this face. He didn't want other people to see the pretty boy. If he let him out like this, he didn't know how many people would be attracted. So he should keep him at home for himself! He saved some human beings, didn't he
Pi Qinghua was expecting this person to praise him, but he curled his lips when he heard this. However, he looked carefully at Lang Yixing's eyes that were fixed on him and his slightly tangled expression, and he felt that he had grasped something.
"Okay, this is more comfortable than a mask, but this face is still mine. If I can find an opportunity to get a whole piece of skin, I can stick it on my face and go out to meet people. Maybe, in six days, I can go see my cousin whom I have been thinking about day and night for three years."
Pi Qinghua laughed as he spoke. He felt very happy when he thought about it. Even if it was for the sake of being able to kill Pi Yuan openly in the future, he had to work hard to create a new face that "no one could recognize" in these six days. Even if it meant that his body would be weak for a long time, or he would just lie in bed for a few days. Compared with his suppressed anger, these were nothing.
Lang Yixing looked at Pi Qinghua's face and instantly knew what he was going to do. He sat down next to Pi Qinghua in silence, pulled him to his lap, patted him on the back and said, "Don't worry, you can succeed. And I'm here for you."
He would kill those guys who bullied my pretty boy no matter what. If he couldn't kill them directly with the bomb, he would have killed them directly.