After winning the male lead [Quick Transmigration]

Ever since entering the territory of Dongliuli, it seemed that the news that Tan Guanggu was coming to Dongliuli to meet Tan Jiajun had been leaked, so the journey was not peaceful.

As for Tan Guanggu, it is natural that he cannot lift his shoulders or hands, so Chi Qishu bandaged the guards with a cold face.

So, he dragged his feet.

"My lord, the road ahead is getting more and more difficult. This subordinate should lead them away first."

With constant movements in his hands, Chi Qishu asked back: "Since the other party knows our itinerary, he has seen my portrait. Are you sure you are so similar in stature to me that you can hide it from the enemy?"

The guard blushed a little when he heard the words, "Actually, when those portraits are taken out, any individual will feel that it is this person when he compares them with the portraits..."

Hearing this, Chi Qishu sneered, "It's rare that you also think that portrait is unreal."

The guard smiled wryly and shook his head when he heard the words, "If someone really painted well, he would have become a master long ago. Who will do things for us? We chase a prisoner, that is, just pretend to be with a portrait. After all, if you have a ghost in your heart , I must feel guilty when I see someone holding a portrait."

Unexpectedly, the ancients figured out a set of criminal psychology by themselves.

After tying up the bandages that had been torn from his clothes, Chi Qishu stood up and looked around. It was about a day away from Dongliuli, but now they didn't have a carriage, so naturally they couldn't go on the official road.

"Mr. Tan, what should we do?" He was in a hurry to go to the doctor just now, and now he has calmed down a little, and found that his stature is indeed quite different from Mr. Tan. Once separated, Mr. Tan will be even more dangerous.

Chi Qi said nothing.

"How about we go to the station for help?"

Chi Qishu lowered his head and glanced at the guard, "Be honest."

"Oh……"

Now that their whereabouts have been controlled by the rebels, the road to Dongliuli must be very dangerous, and the guard is already injured, and if they go on, they will definitely suffer heavy losses. The guard beside him may even lose his life.

Chi Qishu wasn't worried about himself. It was really a big deal to destroy the character design once. He personally solved those chasing soldiers...

But it's not the end of the road yet, Chi Qishu rummaged through the package that hadn't been discarded by the guards with a face full of shame, found a light suit from inside, looked back at the clothes the guards were wearing, She nodded at him with a stinky face.

"Get this off of you."

"My clothes are dirty."

"Untie it!" Chi Qishu said impatiently.

After the guard took off his clothes, Chi Qishu threw the clothes in his hand into the guard's arms, then took his clothes and walked to the side. Under the guard's puzzled eyes, he glanced slightly at the ground, and found A few herbs come out.

"Mr. Tan, I can help you with whatever you want to do." Looking at Mr. Tan's busy appearance, he felt a little embarrassed.

Chi Qishu glanced at him, looked away, kneaded the herb in his hand to produce juice, and slowly applied it on the guard's clothes.

The guard's clothes were originally white, but after being dyed by Chi Qishu, they couldn't see their original appearance.

But the coloring on it was uneven, the guard hesitated to speak when he saw this, he wanted to tell Mr. Tan that if he just changed the color of the clothes, he would not be able to fool the eyes of the pursuers.

But Mr. Tan didn't seem to notice it, and continued to smear the juice on it. Gradually, the guards found that Mr. Tan didn't seem to be smearing randomly, but there was a strange pattern.

When he was watching intently, Chi Qishu had finished smearing the clothes. He stood up, shook the clothes, and looked at the clothes. Just when the guards didn't understand what Chi Qishu was doing, he saw Chi Qishu hold him with both hands. Pull the clothes hard.

The sound of tearing was accompanied by the cloth being torn apart by Chi Qishu.

In the eyes of the guards, Mr. Tan was tearing his clothes faster and faster. He thought a little at the beginning, but there was almost no pause afterwards.

Just when the guards thought that Mr. Tan would tear his clothes to pieces until he was old, Mr. Tan stopped tearing his clothes, but his fingers flew up, and he began to weave the torn clothes one by one.

This kind of clothes... can I still wear it?

But what surprised the guards was that the clothes that Mr. Tan made were unexpectedly beautiful.

The place painted with green is like a bamboo forest with intertwined branches and shadows, and the dried blood stains underneath are also skillfully used by Mr. Tan, just like the gray-brown land specially painted by Mr. Tan, and the place torn by Mr. Tan is like a shadow moving in the wind. , The place where weaving is like layers of leaves.

This is not the most miraculous thing, what is miraculous is that when Mr. Tan put his clothes on with a stinky face, in the blink of an eye he turned into a juvenile who has not yet grown in stature and is indistinguishable from male and female!

Just relying on a piece of clothing, you can change your face...

Just thinking of this, Mr. Tan turned to look at him, his eyes were full of disgust.

Guard:? ? ? ?

What has he done?

But Mr. Tan didn't intend to explain. After sitting down, he just thought for a moment, and then touched the mud on the ground with his fingers to his face.

At first, the guard also felt that Mr. Tan was smearing at will, but after he finished smearing, he stood up and wiped his face with the back of his hand. At this glance, he looked like a child waiting to go home after playing.

The sharpness on the young man's face was instantly covered by those hands that turned decay into magic. The guard sat on the ground in a daze, watching Mr. Tan's transformation into a living person, he couldn't even keep his mouth shut for a while.

Although there is no mirror in front of me, I used to be a fashion designer and a celebrity makeup artist when I was doing tasks. Although I have fewer tools on hand, I can barely change my appearance.

After doing this, he glanced down at the guard who could swallow goose eggs in his mouth, he smiled coldly, turned and walked out.

"Master, Mr. Tan!" The guard immediately wanted to stand up and stop him, "It's dangerous outside."

Chi Qishu stood still, turned around, and laughed, "If you hadn't watched me cross-dress, would you still recognize me?"

After speaking, Chi Qishu left directly.

He didn't want to go to Dongliuli with this outfit, the color of the clothes on his body would completely change in three hours, let alone a day.

So he walked around the city, bought a pen and paper, wrote a letter and took it directly to the escort bureau, and paid all the dart money to buy a dart.

After doing all this, he didn't stay in the city too long, and when the guards were waiting extremely anxiously, he had already returned.

The guards wept with joy when they saw Mr. Tan. This young Mr. Tan has no ability to protect himself, but he is very clever. He just changed his clothes and dared to go out ostentatiously.