“There are many different techniques of disguise, but the most important thing is not changing your face.”

    “eng. Then?”

    “Change the characteristics. They say that you can decide your impression of a person as soon as you see them. Actually, I just learned it the same way, but since he was a pseudo-guru and was quite famous for his physiognomy, I guess it’s something you can believe.”

    When I say that, I am referring to the former Shintu.

    In fact, the original relationship between the priests of Shintu is one that cannot break the chain of hatred that has already been passed down through generations of resentment and grievances, even after completing Yuryu training.

    Therefore, Cheonyuhak is actually very happy and happy about traveling with his students.

    Wasn’t he a good disciple who waggled his tail at his teacher even after enduring such harsh torture?

    Of course, there was a bloody and tearful dedication of an evil soul from a long time ago, but since the government did not recognize him and no one in the world recognized him, he was truly a hidden hero.

    “Oh. characteristic. What are the characteristics?”

    “I’m talking about the part that catches your eye as soon as you see it. Since you always cover your face, all you have to do is cover your chest as much as possible and that’s makeup.”

    Cheong’s expression turned sour at that.

    “How frustrating and uncomfortable that is. I really need to weigh my heart… … ”

    “Rather good. That’s why he was eyeing me as his student.”

    “eng. Master? You were looking at me like that-”

    “This, don’t say something terrible even as a joke. In fact, it’s easy for someone with clear characteristics like you to disguise yourself. A good-looking guy with a good disguise and a pretty-looking bitch take it well. Since you are so famous for being so beautiful, if you cover up your breasts that anyone would recognize, even if you do a rough job on your face, you will turn into a completely different person.”

    When Cheon Yu-hak evaluates the Qing, the formidable Gyeong-gong is not only Gyeong-gong, but he is truly a heaven-sent makeup genius.

    Look at that guy without breaking a sweat.

    Once you put the makeup on your face, you won’t have to worry about it falling off.

    It’s a shame that if I had been a little taller, I wouldn’t have been caught even though I had a social status of dozens of people.

    “In fact, there is no need to add anything to your face. If you hide your breasts, change your hair, and use different makeup, not many people will recognize you. If you also wear eyeglasses, hmm, let’s give it a try.”

    So, as Cheong instructed, I painted my eyebrows very thickly and painted my lips bright red to make them look thicker on the outside.

    “Jang Myung-ah? Thirty-one times.”

    “Yes. Thirty-one times.”

    The two of them split their hair in half and began twisting it vigorously, then pulled it into four sections and twisted them into a circle, one on each side of the head.

    By covering it with a silk headband and tying it into a pretty knot with a band, the dumpling head, which was most favored by young girls from Jungwon (and their parents), was completed.

    It’s cool in the summer because you can tie your hair up, and it’s really convenient for parents because you don’t have to straighten it day and night and your hair doesn’t get dirty.

    Cheong wears Cheon Yu-hak’s disguise as a disguise.

    “Jang Myung-ah? How about it?”

    “Oh. I don’t recognize you. And, he looks really smart.”

    “It’s not that you look smart, it’s that you are smart? Now, look. Confucius said, “He who knows cannot overcome those who like, and those who like cannot overcome those who enjoy.”

    Let’s support ourselves and enjoy our lives. Let’s enjoy ourselves.

    In fact, it was a word that Cheongdo knew before leaving the country.

    It was truly unimaginable that those were what Confucius said.

    “Wow. Smart. Do more. Please do more.”

    Cheon Yu-hak looked at his disciple with an expression that made him feel embarrassed.

    “Confucius said, “Don’t hang out with people who are worse than you.” hmm? Unbelievable. What should Jang Myung do? According to Confucius, Jang Myeong is not allowed to talk to me?”

    Let’s not eat anything.

    Don’t make friends with people who are worse than you.

    The tendons on Cheon Yu-hak’s forehead are bulging.

    He then throws the pig scaffold he was holding and hits Cheong in the face.

    Jin Jang-myeong’s somewhat stern expression is a bonus.

    “This. It doesn’t mean that you shouldn’t date ugly people, but it means that there is no friend in the world who is worse than you. Do you think Confucius, who said that everyone he meets along the way is a teacher and has something to learn from him, would have distinguished between ugly people? Who gives such outdated interpretations?”

    “Oh. Oh Haksa from Yeongcheon said that?”

    “This bastard. What about the guy in third place behind me? He said he was in third place, so all the bachelors except two were his friends? This is why poorly educated people go around talking nonsense.”

    Cheong can be unfair.

    Because no one but Confucius himself could know what Confucius meant.

    This is because the characters in the central region are uncivilized and the interpretation varies depending on the reader.

    What Cheon Yu-Hak says is only the most moderate interpretation of all.

    There is a different interpretation of 如, which says that there are no other friends among you, so you should not carelessly take sides because of favoritism.

    Some people interpret that the ugly part of a man who is worse than me is not his knowledge or wealth, but rather his virtue.

    Then the interpretation goes like this.

    Don’t associate with unscrupulous people or wicked people.

    If Cheong had known, he would have been able to clearly refute this by saying that no one interpretation can be correct.

    But Cheong doesn’t know. Is there any way to know?

    So, unfortunately, Cheong’s claim that he is smart can be ruled as invalid because there is no basis for it.

    Anyway, since it was a high-end room, Cheong said after looking at the mercury mirror that was firmly nailed to the wall (since it is an expensive item, it is common in all countries to fix it to prevent it from being stolen).

    “Wow, this is me?”

    Cheon Yu-hak smiled happily at the quite enthusiastic response.

    In fact, Cheong didn’t think much of it and it was just a line he wanted to try.

    Even if it’s not a disguise, what should I do when the beauty beyond the mercury is always unfamiliar from the beginning?

    I don’t know if mirrors are common, but it’s not easy to see one’s reflection in the midfield, so I don’t get used to seeing it every now and then.

    Anyway, it is surprising that it is not the beautiful woman that was always seen, but a very unfamiliar, intelligent beauty who seems to have an IQ of over 300 based on appearance alone.

    However, it is a little leaky.

    Because this wasn’t the disguise I was thinking of.

    Of course, Cheong doesn’t hold back what he has to say.

    “But is this all? Don’t you stick something on your face and make a fake face and put it on?”

    “This. The simple and straightforward method is always the best. Do you know that if you put something on your face, it lasts for three or four days? If you have a lot of oil on your face, it will come off in less than two hours, but if you use something strong, it won’t come off, and you will have a hard time, and your skin will become sore, burst, swollen, and full of pus, and it is very embarrassing.”

    Here, the expression filled with pus does not refer to a serious illness, but to acne or pimples as used in Qing’s hometown.

    “Well, what about bast cotton?”

    “If you put something on your face, will it cause a pimple or not? Of course, there are some things that don’t stain, but they are expensive and you can’t get them just because you have gold or silver. Above all, it feels dirty to wear. It’s okay when it’s cold because it’s warm, but do you know how much you sweat in times like now? Sweat is dripping down under my chin and it’s stretching out like a lump, ugh.”

    “That’s it! that! That’s how I feel when I pack my heart out. Now do you understand how I feel? Do you know that sticky, slippery feeling when your skin touches each other? When I lift my chest, sweat flows down from the bottom and that feeling is-”

    “Hey, I have something else to say to my teacher. What are you talking about?”

    “Master, you have to weigh your heart to know.”

    “Heng. Where else can I have a heart?”

    Because you don’t know that?

    Do you know that someone runs because they know how to run with their heart?

    In an instant, your life changes.

    I get tired of touching my own after a day or two, so I don’t feel any emotion. Well, I have to rub other people’s things instead of mine so I don’t get tired of them and I have the confidence to keep them in my hands for the rest of my life.

    Umm.

    Cheong’s sinister gaze turns to Jin Jang-myeong’s chest, but soon the tails of his eyebrows droop and become tinged with disappointment and emptiness.

    Hee-mae, I should have brought Hee-mae… … .

    Is Hwiyoung this guy? Well, he said he didn’t even know how to properly use the martial arts he had learned, so he said he needed to teach him, so I left it there.

    I searched to see if he taught some strange martial arts, but it didn’t come up.

    So I asked myself if that was correct, if it was really correct?

    According to him, it is one of the best new techniques, but the only drawback is that it is not yet complete.

    Cheong also roughly agreed with him.

    If it’s not a completed martial art, it might not show up, right?

    Even though it is incomplete, if Heemae is able to reach the peak stage, it can be said to be a new skill among new skills.

    It may be difficult for me to learn.

    Hee-mae, hee-mae, I want to crunch.

    Jang Myeong-in, well Jang Myeong-in is still a baby.

    Why are you still a baby? weird?

    How long are you going to keep doing this?

    Jin Jang-myeong looks down at Cheong’s gaze, his sad eyes as if he is seeing something very pitiful, and a tendon rises on his forehead.

    “What does this look mean?”

    “Come on, stop playing. If you kill off a characteristic and add a new one, no one will be able to recognize it even after learning the face for a long time. Cheong, you just need to twist the bridge of your nose a little.”

    Thus, Cheon Yu-hak passes on the secret dough of Shintu and adds it to the sharp bridge of the nose, drawing the shape of a pintun to the left.

    Jin Jang-myeong was given a rare opportunity to steal and learn such amazing techniques.

    But it’s so boring that I’m not really interested.

    All he did was cling to Cheong’s side and breathe in the cool air, giving off a hint of boredom.

    Cheong looks at the mercury mirror again.

    It’s just that the bridge of your nose is crooked, but that alone completely changes your impression and makes you look like a different person.

    “If this happens, every time someone sees you, they will sigh and say, “Oh my, if only your nose was fine, you would have been a perfect beauty, but it’s such a waste and a shame.” So this is the impression.”

    The way people remember people’s faces is not by drawing a clear portrait in their head, so these features are engraved and then combined to come to mind.

    “Then what is your name?”

    “First, we need to create features. Do you know where a man looks immediately when he sees a woman?”

    “The chest.”

    “Hmm. Is there a way to guess just by asking?”

    “You don’t think I know that? Even when I walk around with my face covered, I don’t look anywhere at all. Well, I understand, but.”

    “Men are creatures that were born that way, so don’t be too offended. Anyway, when a woman dresses up, it is advantageous to have a body shape like yours that can be completely grown and hidden, or that can be filled in by not having a womb at all.”

    Jin Jang-myeong’s eyes take on the shape of an ax blade.

    Cheon Yu-hak just laughed and said, “Hang.”

    And so the lecture continues.

    How to make beautiful fake breasts.

    It is a sound like sweet rain in a drought or a mineral water in the desert at a time when things are already disappointing.

    Cheong’s expression brightens.

    “Wow, really? Does it really feel like it?”

    “You will be surprised when you see it.”

    “Let’s make it right now.”

    Cheon Yu-hak chuckles at Cheong’s reaction.

    I heard that Shintu is one of several ways to seduce students, so I thought this would work well.

    Cheong watches, listens, practices, and learns a very systematic method of making fake breasts, and when he finally sees the result, he can’t help but exclaim a thousand times.

    Wow, what is this? Are they really boobs?

    The size, shape, and weight are perfect, but it feels a little sticky and feels out of place, and the center is filled with just one hard bean.

    Then, a thought suddenly occurred to me.

    Isn’t it strange?

    Didn’t you say I’m the first female believer?

    But why does it take so much effort to make fake breasts?

    Joongwon’s fake breasts are, at best, nothing more than a ball of cotton sewn together, but is this something that suddenly seems to have gone beyond its time?

    When Cheong is curious, he doesn’t hold back.

    “Is this also the family’s vision? Why on earth do you have this vision? Where on earth do you put so much effort into writing this?”

    Since Jin Jang-myeong is there, I don’t say it’s a new religion, and I just say that Cheon Confucianism continues to be the family’s vision.

    “Huh? Of course, it’s a credit to making breasts. hmm. Wow.”

    Cheon Yu-hak answered in a puzzled voice, as if asking why he was asking such an obvious question.

    The girl acts completely like a man, so I sometimes blink, but she is a woman after all.

    Cheon Yu-hak thought of Jeondae Shintu.

    -Hey, you smart disciple, you’ve got such a thick head that Mujae is a complete loser. Quickly, take a look at Muyeongsinsu’s last name, and the master will teach you how to be a bitch.

    -What is it?

    -This is how to make a woman’s breasts.

    -Wow, that’s crazy. Master, could you please teach me right away? I am ready to listen to Soje right now.

    “Keuhm, well, when it comes to disguise, isn’t actually the best way to hide your gender? Since women don’t get suspicious even if they wear cotton, won’t they look like women and not men just by wearing a robe like this?”

    “For something like that, it doesn’t seem very real, does it? Hey, it’s really the same. Jang Myung-ah, isn’t it?”

    “Yes. It feels a little strange to the touch, though. If you put clothes on here, ah. It really has become the same.”

    “To the touch, wouldn’t it be okay if I applied some powder? Oh, Jang Myung-ah, that’s awesome. Big hit. A big feast.”

    “Yes. Really.”

    Cheon Yu-hak was sweating profusely.

    To be honest, fake breasts have come to this point thanks to the strong obsession and improvement of past believers.

    However, it is a bit unfair for Cheonyuhak to be treated the same way.

    By nature, he had no interest in women, and because of his environment, he wanted to just wander around the world rather than women.

    He came from a very good family, so if a woman got caught, he got screwed, because he was a Cheonyuhak who never had any regrets.

    I made a medical kit and played around with it several times, but I didn’t really try to improve it.

    But doesn’t that sound like a very unconvincing excuse?

    To be honest, I just told you exactly what I learned.

    I made it a few times for fun when I was young, but I never really made a fake one.

    Of course, when he was tending to Master, he would often appear with his chest covered while making the bed.

    Sometimes, if I massaged it so hard that it broke, I had to change all the blankets and bed sheets.

    Well, if you were to judge it just as a character, it seemed like Master would have nothing to do with women at all, nine out of ten.

    From Cheon Yu-hak’s perspective, the master must have become a Taoist not because he was practicing Tao without a woman, but just to make excuses for not having a woman.

    Anyway, I felt very unfair and unreasonable resentment and frustration towards Cheon Yu-Hak.

    You can’t say no to something that isn’t true!

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