How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

"Go to the palace to meet the saint for grandpa, and be granted the title of Taibao of Guanshan?"

Just when Zhang Yan, the queen of the Ming Dynasty, made up her mind to take revenge.

In Anletang, Li Xin's words also shook Feng Qiaoer's whole body.

"Not bad!"

Li Xin sat up straight and looked at each other quietly.

"Qiaoer, escaping is not an option."

"If you and I escape, your grandfather's death will be worthless."

"No one builds the imperial mausoleum, and the government will still want us. You and I will not be able to live a normal life in this life. We will hide in a dark place, a camp of dogs, dogs and flies, wandering for half our lives..."

"By then, let alone inheriting your Feng family's skills, you and I will both die without a burial place."

Feng Qiaoer's heart sank after hearing Li Xin's words, wondering why she didn't understand what the other party meant.

Jin Yiwei and Dongchang's methods are really powerful.

Qingxi Village in Wuxia Mountain is so hidden, but they didn't find it and took the grandfather and grandson into Kyoto.

If the two of them escaped, they would probably be taken back and executed in a few days.

only……

Feng Qiaoer raised his head and asked.

"Sir, how can you go to the palace to meet the saint on behalf of grandpa, or even serve as the Taibao of Guanshan?"

"They all thought you..."

Feng Qiaoer didn't understand how this was possible.

You are already dead. If you appear in the palace again, it will cause such a shock.

By that time, wouldn’t my grandfather’s life have been in vain?

Li Xin smiled lightly and asked instead of answering the question.

"Qiao'er, did your grandpa pass on all the methods of the mountain-watching Taibao to you? Can you teach them to me in the next few days?"

Feng Qiaoer looked a little embarrassed.

"Sir, Qiao'er is not very talented and has only learned the basics of family crafts..."

Li Xin frowned when he heard this.

Feng Shiqi, Feng Shiqi, you will be dead if you don’t pass on your skills.

What the hell is going to happen?

Unexpectedly, Feng Qiaoer took out an ancient book from his arms as he spoke.

It clearly says [Guanshan Finger Magic].

"Sir, my grandpa passed this book to me before he left. It records all the methods used by my Feng family to explore tombs, dig for gold, control cigarette paper people, etc."

Feng Qiaoer hesitated for a moment and then resolutely handed the book to Li Xin.

"Grandpa once said that as long as you study this book carefully, you will learn all the methods of my Feng family."

Li Xin took it solemnly, feeling the girl's body temperature remaining on the book, and understood that taking this book was equivalent to receiving the inheritance of the Feng family.

From then on, he was inseparable from the Feng family.

He opened it gently and read it.

But as expected, it was filled with all kinds of complicated methods, including not only Kanyu's tomb robbing techniques, but also the magical and weird skills of Guanshan Taibao.

Control tobacco, control insects, control paper people, turn to the back, and even control everything.

The wonderful illusions that Li Xin saw twice in a row were also clearly recorded in it.

The ratio of various smoke medicinal materials, the various reactions of the inhaler, and even the silent death are all easy.

Li Xin read it for a long time and lamented that he was indeed a Guanshan Taibao. All his methods deviated from the scientific knowledge he had always learned.

Not only are these things written, but the end of the book also lists in detail the inheritance of each generation of the Feng family.

From the time when the first Guanshan Taibao was granted the title of king, to the generation of Feng Shigu and Feng Lixin during the Tianqi period, it has been passed down for nine generations.

If Feng Qiaoer's parents and Feng Qiaoer are included, they should be in the eleventh generation.

The eleven generations have been passed down in an orderly manner, and their names are clearly written on them.

He was completely relieved, put the book away, and said with a smile.

"Qiao'er, with this book and your professor, in less than three days, I will pretend to be a heir of your Feng family, and the fake will definitely be confused with the real one."

Hearing this, Feng Qiaoer lowered his head shyly.

The Li Xin in front of me is a Wenquxing who has descended to the earth. He is extremely smart and can even pass the first prize, not to mention these amazing skills.

In other people's eyes, the Feng family's methods are really not enough.

only……

She became worried again: "Sir, you haven't told me how to enter the palace to meet the saint? How to fully understand this matter."

Li Xin continued to show off and waved his hand.

"Qiaoer, you will know in a moment. Now prepare some food for me, and then find a file, scissors, chisel, hammer, tongs, charcoal and other things."

"How about I give you a little surprise after I've eaten and drank enough?"

Feng Qiaoer saw that he didn't say anything and couldn't ask any more questions, so he hurriedly went out to prepare these things.

This also made Ye Cheng, who had been seeing this place, puzzled.

He really couldn't understand how Li Xin became the Taibao of Guanshan and how he entered the palace to meet the saint.

In fact, after seeing this, Ye Cheng already understood.

The author of "The Biography of Zhang Yan", Feng Lixin, the last Guanshan Taibao of the Feng family in the Ming Dynasty, is definitely Li Xin.

But how did he transform from Li Xin to Feng Lixin?

What finally happened between this person, Deling, and the Apocalypse Big Bang?

He traveled from modern times back to the Ming Dynasty four hundred years ago. What exactly did he want to change?

Soon, Ye Cheng no longer had to wonder.

But after seeing that Li Xin had eaten and drank enough, he asked Feng Qiaoer to leave the house and wait quietly outside.

When there was only one person left in the room, he lit two charcoal fires and made both stoves extremely prosperous.

The whole room heated up rapidly, and sweat dripped from his cheeks.

After Li Xin threw the tongs, chisels, scissors, hammer, and file into one of the stoves in sequence, he sighed quietly.

While these things were roasting, I picked up a bronze mirror at hand and took one last look at my face.

This was also the first time Ye Cheng saw the other party's appearance.

What you see is a Chinese character face, double eyelids, a high nose bridge... elegant and knowledgeable, elegant and unrestrained.

"Huh...after all...I have no shame in going back to the past after all!"

"Li Xin, Li Xin, you must remember this look and never forget it until your death."

Li Xin smiled sadly and put down the bronze mirror resolutely. A scene that shocked Ye Cheng happened.

He didn't hesitate and dove into the charcoal brazier in front of him.

It's sizzling!

The charcoal burned extremely vigorously, and instantly made a sizzling sound.

It was a blue, high-temperature flame that was constantly burning Li Xin's entire face.

Soon thick smoke rose and the whole room was filled with the strange aroma of barbecue.

"Ah...um...ah..."

Li Xin was in extreme pain and subconsciously wanted to escape.

But when I think about the future, I make up my mind to continue to support.

Does it hurt?

pain!

But it hurts as much as if it hurts like a knife or ax cutting my body?

Does it hurt?

pain!

Can the pain last for thirty years and last for a lifetime?

Is it bitter?

bitter!

But how painful is it that the human race will disappear in hundreds of years?

Li Xin could only endure the extreme pain and continued to put his face in the charcoal brazier.

This shocked Ye Cheng.

He had been sprayed with cesium 137 and his entire body had been rebuilt, but he didn't know the pain of losing flesh and blood.

That kind of pain, you only experience it once and you don’t want to experience it a second time.

But at this moment, Li Xin actually took the initiative to bear this heart-wrenching pain.

When all the skin and muscle tissue on the face melt away, revealing the dense white bones.

He finally raised his head.

At this moment, there was darkness in front of him, and even his eyes were burned to pieces.

But he took his time.

After just waiting for a moment, the light returned.

Then he grabbed the bronze mirror and observed his appearance at this moment.

What you see is horrific and full of bones.

Li Xin actually grinned and grabbed the tools in another charcoal brazier.

Scissors, files, chisels, hammers, fire pliers.

Holding the bronze mirror in one hand and the tool in the other, he started operating on his face.

When the banging sound kept sounding.

Every time there was a sound, Li Xinbi groaned in pain, but it still didn't stop.

Ye Cheng's whole body was numb when he heard it, and his heart was broken when he saw it.

He finally understood what the other party was going to do.

This man is actually burning the skin to melt the flesh, cutting the bones and gouging the face!

He wants to completely change his appearance and use extremely crude tools to perform an ancient plastic surgery!

Ye Cheng was stunned, shocked that the other party could endure such pain without anesthetics.

But the strange method that shocked him!

How could he? How dare!

Could it be that this person also developed his brain and had the ability to control his own cells?

Otherwise, how could he escape from the pursuit of eight Jinyi guards and recover as before.

Otherwise, how can you regain your sight and reconstruct your appearance when your eyes are burned out?

But how did he develop his brain, and to what extent?

Ye Cheng's mind is getting more and more confused.

But after Li Xin shortened his mandible, broke his cheekbones on both sides, crushed his nose bones, and expanded his eyebrow arch...

An excruciating plastic surgery was finally completed.

When Li Xin dropped the tool, under Ye Cheng's gaze, muscle tissue began to cover the bones, and the cortex gradually appeared.

A few minutes later, a completely new person appeared in the bronze mirror.

The Chinese character face, double eyelids, and high nose bridge have all disappeared.

At this moment, he has a sharp face, single eyelids, a flat nose, thin lips, triangular eyes, and extremely deep nasolabial folds.

If we say that Li Xin in the past had a dignified appearance and a noble appearance.

Li Xin now has a sinister look on his face, making people intimidated and afraid to look directly at him.

His age also changed from early forties to around thirty.

He is said to be a middle-aged man, but his skin is smooth and discernible; he is said to be a young man, but his eyes cannot hide the vicissitudes of life.

This is completely different from the Li Xin of the past, with no resemblance at all.

Li Xin smiled with satisfaction, threw down the bronze mirror, stood up, and strode out of the door.

Feng Qiaoer, who heard the constant humming from the door, felt worried and was about to rush in to check, but unexpectedly saw a strange man.

She ducked back in shock and asked in a voice.

"You...who are you? Where is Mr. Li Xinli?"

Seeing that Qiao'er didn't recognize him, Li Xin raised his hands and laughed loudly.

"Qiao'er, Li Xin is completely dead!"

"From now on, please call me..."

"Feng Lixin!"