Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 91: Turbulent Times
The days pass one by one.

Wang Yi, on his part, had also learned Liu the Dough Man's technique of bone shaping and skin painting. It took him less than two months to barely master it. As for how he would study it further, that was up to Wang Yi himself. Liu the Dough Man had nothing to teach him. On the contrary, he had been shocked by Wang Yi's ability to change his technique at will. He had been studying it a lot in the past two months, and the more he studied, the more he cursed.

"No, you are not afraid at all! Even if you have the triple guarantee of reverse life, you are a human being who is bending bones and painting skins on other species. Even if you only change a layer of skin, it is still painful like peeling off the skin and changing skin. How can you act like nothing happened?"

Liu, the dough man, was covering his arm with a piece of skin torn off and bleeding. Next to him was the doctor from Jishidiang who was applying medicine. He was yelling at Wang Yi, not showing any demeanor of a superior.

After all, he is the only current successor of the technique of bone-pinching and skin-painting. Wang Yi's move did shock the face-man Liu at first, but it also gave Liu the face-man a direction, a new direction, and then his defense was broken.

Wang Yi's transformation seemed magical and lifelike, but inside it was still human skeleton, just covered with a layer of animal flesh, hair, scales and armor. To put it simply, it was just wearing a leather suit.

But even in the process of putting on a leather suit, one's own flesh and blood are transformed. The transformation process in the middle cannot be as simple as one person turning into another. The dough man Liu was careless in his research and peeled off a piece of skin from his right arm, which made him grimace in pain.

It was precisely because of this negligence that Liu the Face Man understood that if the skills he inherited could really reach a high level, it would indeed be like the great masters with supernatural powers recorded in the classics, with a supernatural skill that could change at will!

Now he just felt that it was right for Wang Yi to bring him to the capital. If he hadn't been brought to the capital, and Wang Yi hadn't offered him tea and taught him the craft, he wouldn't have thought that this bone-bone painting technique could be so advanced. As a technique, it was originally a side door, a strange trick, but it had a touch of uprightness, containing the mystery of the changes of heaven and earth. This was really a great event to glorify the family. The only flaw was that the first person to play with it was not himself, but Wang Yi.

Especially since he had been struggling for two months before he could make any progress, but he just did it two months ago when he first practiced, and it was painless. What's even more infuriating is that he has no intention of continuing to study this area, and he really just treats bone pinching and skin painting as a possible means to prepare. He is so angry!

"What do you mean I'm fine? I have a lot of things to do. The New Year is coming soon. Although the Four Cities Foot Trade has been established for less than half a year, it's a good time today and there haven't been many wars. I also have to think about giving some year-end bonuses to everyone in the foot trade so that they can have a good New Year. It's a big headache to calculate the bills."

Without even raising his head, Wang calculated the monthly wages with Master Qin according to the account book and the list.

This indifferent look made Liu the face man feel that he had not only suffered external injuries, but also internal injuries. After thanking the doctor from Jishidiang for the treatment, Liu the face man wanted to fight, but when he thought that Wang Yi might be the one to carry forward his skills, he could only hit himself on the face, and this time, the wound split open again.

"Okay, okay, I'm not as talented as you, nor as ignorant and fearless as you, I'm going to go back to my room and write my thoughts!"

Liu the dough man was helpless. Wang Yi could use him as an experiment without hesitation and turned the method of bone-pinching and skin-painting into the direction of transformation, but he couldn't. He had to be very careful in the first step of transforming the epidermis. But since he had a direction, he couldn't expect Wang Yi to pass on this method. He had to write down his experience in this regard. If he was ever asked to pay back a debt by his enemies, this summary of experience, coupled with Wang Yi's example, would help future generations to carry forward this method.

Otherwise, how about relying on Wang Yi to pass it on? Come on, this guy has never thought about why he can succeed. It's all because of his ignorance and fearlessness! When he passes it on, he will be so angry that he will crawl out of the ground.

"Hey, this uncle has finally calmed down."

"Who would have thought that you were born with the ability to cultivate immortal skills? Something that no one else has thought of for generations, but you just happened and I can't explain it. I would be angry too. When I adopted you, I thought it was strange that a seven-year-old kid could read books, newspapers, write, do math, and even speak foreign languages? Big kid, you're not really the reincarnation of some immortal, are you?"

Master Qin Er looked at the dough man Liu who closed the shop in anger, and he could understand it to some extent. In today's world, aliens are not a secret existence. When he set up a factory, he also hired a few aliens to guard the house, but he was no match for them because they had guns.

"Second Master, Confucius said that a man should not speak of strange things. Even if there are gods and ghosts, we should stay away from them. We mortals are not in the same circle as them, so why think so much? And look at the world, even in this situation, no gods have come down to manage it. If I were a reincarnated god, I would be beaten to death in the street. We humans still have to rely on ourselves, why think about these nonsense."

"You have a lot of big principles, but I haven't seen you explain them clearly to Master Liu."

"But I really can't speak it!"

"You are such a scoundrel! Let's settle the score!"

"Eh."

An old man and a young boy were joking outside the yard, while Liu, the dough man in the room, only felt pain in his hands, heart and head.

In the yard, an old man and a young boy were laughing, and Master Qin suddenly sighed.

"It looks like Liang Ting's mother won't survive this winter."

"Life and death are determined by fate. The old lady has been beaten and scolded for half her life because of Brother Liang's birth. In the end, she was still worried about whether Brother Liang was doing well outside. Now that she has seen him, the anger in her heart has been released, and naturally there is no need to insist on it. But fortunately, it is a piece of flesh that fell from her body after all. Seeing that Brother Liang is doing well now, she is relieved."

During the two months that Wang Yi was fighting with the dough maker Liu Xue, Liang Ting left Beijing alone and returned to the small village where he was born, and the story that everyone wanted to see did not happen.

The Mojin Rougu Sect had lost face in front of their fellows over there because of the Lu family's birthday banquet, and they were busy trying to make amends, so how could they dare to vent their anger on a woman who had been beaten and scolded.

When Liang Ting returned, it was said that the head of the Mojin Rougu Sect brought his former fellow disciples to welcome him, hoping that Liang Ting would change his mind. A master who could teach himself the art of mechanical devices and talismans in a cave where disciples were punished by the sect, he had to be welcomed back even if it was embarrassing. But some things are wrong and they are wrong. Liang Ting did not accept it, but the relationship was there. If he did not have the Thousand Machine Cave of the Mojin Rougu Sect, he would not be able to learn his skills. He only made a promise to him that if he achieved something in the art of mechanical devices and talismans in the future, he would not keep it to himself.

After getting this guarantee, the Mojin Rougu Sect also returned the favor. Knowing that Liang Ting was now doing business in the capital, they also selected several disciples with good character from among their disciples to help Liang Ting.

After all, it was a well-known and powerful sect in the local area. It was just that Liang was unlucky and happened to encounter a group of fellow disciples who bullied him, and the master did not care about the situation.

Liang Ting accepted the gift. After that, he met his parents in the village and threw a small roll of silver dollars to his biological father as a way of repaying his debt of gratitude.

He also protected his white-haired mother all the way to the capital, where he found a famous doctor from Jishidiang for her.

But everyone knows what the world is like. The old man is in serious health and has reached the point where no medicine can cure him.

If Liang Ting had not gone back, the old lady would have only lived for half a year. Now her wish has simply been fulfilled. Liang Ting also understands that he should stay by his mother's side and accompany her on her final journey.

Talking about life and death in December in the capital city is indeed inappropriate for an old man like Mr. Qin.

The cold wind blew, but it did not cause any ripples within three meters where Wang Yi and Qin Erye were. This was thanks to Wang Yi's influence on the magnetic field of this small area.

"Big boy, you told me before that no matter how chaotic the world is, it will only take ten or twenty years for peace to come. Is the beginning of this peaceful world the Northern Expedition that the South is preparing for now?"

Master Qin did not dwell too much on the matter of life and death. Instead, he changed the subject and suddenly asked about the current situation.

Yes, it is now the end of the 14th year of the Republic of China, and the South has been preparing for the Northern Expedition. Basically, anyone who is well-informed knows about this, especially the nominal Central Beiyang faction in the capital.

But at the moment, not many people are optimistic about the Northern Expedition planned by the South.

After all, in terms of military strength, although the Fengtian, Zhili and Anhui factions on the Beiyang side are at odds with each other and have many factions, everyone understands the principle of the lips and teeth being cold. If the three factions join forces, each with a rifle, they can crush the other side.

Since ancient times, China has been unified from north to south, and only Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang, achieved unification from south to north. This was partly due to fate, but more often due to the Mongols' own incompetence. Now the times are different. No matter how bad the Beiyang side is, it is better than the Mongols at the beginning. No one thinks the South can win.

Facing Mr. Qin's question, Wang Yi did not answer, because he knew that the war was a success in terms of outcome, but for the people of this world, nothing had changed at all.

"How many more people have to die in this world before peace can come? Wouldn't it be enough for us old guys to die? Why do so many children have to suffer..."

Wang Yi’s silence was the best answer. Mr. Qin Er did not dwell on this issue any further and got up and went back to the house.

Only Wang Yi was left standing in the yard, looking at the world, also silent.

However, the general trend of the world will not change fundamentally just because there is one more Wang Yi or one less Wang Yi in the world.

Liang Ting's mother spent the New Year with Liang Ting and passed away after the Lantern Festival in the first month of the 15th year of the Republic of China.

As for many sects in the circle of extraordinary people, ducks are the first to know when the water in the river warms in spring.

After the Chinese New Year, many sects called back their disciples who had gone home for the New Year. For those who could not be called back, they were asked to stay at home and take good care of their families and not meddle in other people’s affairs.

After that, he closed the mountain gate and watched how the situation changed.

For the strange sects that have taken root in the secular circle in the capital, they are paying close attention to the every move of the big shots above. As soon as there is any disturbance, they will take their disciples and run away from this place of dispute.

Soon, in April of the same year.

After quelling the civil strife and anti-Fengtian incident, the Fengtian leader, Marshal Zhang, who was ready for everything, also led a large army into the capital to declare his sovereignty.

Not long after, an invitation appeared on the desk of Wang Yi, the young master of the Four City Foot Shop in Beijing.

(End of this chapter)