Making Rouge

A few days passed.

Knock, knock, knock~ "Is Yang Xuan here?" Ren Tingting asked, knocking on the door.

Although Yang Xuan had told Ren Tingting she could visit the mortuary anytime, it was just a polite remark. Moreover, in this era, places like mortuaries were still viewed with apprehension.

"Why did you come here?" Yang Xuan was surprised. He hadn't seen Ren Tingting since they parted that day.

"Didn't you say I could come here if I had any problems?" Ren Tingting asked, feigning anger.

"Of course, come in quickly," Yang Xuan invited Ren Tingting in.

"They say mortuaries are very scary, but it's not as scary as I imagined. It's no different from a regular home. In fact, Uncle Nine's place is quite large," Ren Tingting said, looking around the mortuary curiously.

From that day on, Ren Tingting would visit Yang Xuan every few days to ask about cosmetics. Now, the scope had extended to skincare products.

Ren Tingting was very interested in these skincare and cosmetic products. However, her friends and her deceased mother had only taught her basic makeup skills, and even what she learned in the provincial capital was the same. She hadn't really delved into how to make skincare products. As soon as Yang Xuan started explaining, Ren Tingting's interest was immediately piqued.

Coupled with Yang Xuan's slightly handsome appearance, humorous conversation, and extensive knowledge, Ren Tingting became even more attached to him.

"You said before that homemade cosmetics are better and won't harm the skin, right?" Ren Tingting asked, her large, clear eyes wide open.

"Actually, you can make some skincare products yourself to maintain your skin. After all, the skin on our faces ages with us. Although aging is irreversible, good maintenance can slow it down," Yang Xuan said.

"Then teach me how to make skincare products. You said last time that cosmetics take a long time to make. You must teach me this time!" Ren Tingting said coquettishly.

"Alright, I'll list a few ingredients. You go prepare them, and I'll get the boxes and such," Yang Xuan said, getting up.

After only half an hour, Ren Tingting returned with a servant carrying a large box.

Yang Xuan teased, "You must be the young lady of a wealthy family to find it so quickly."

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai beside them looked envious and jealous.

Qiu Sheng said, "Miss Ren is truly beautiful. If only she were my wife."

Wen Cai eagerly chimed in, "Let's compete fairly!"

Qiu Sheng hit Wen Cai on the head. "Compete for what? Look at the relationship between our junior brother and Miss Ren. Do we still have a chance?"

Wen Cai looked at Yang Xuan and sighed heavily.

Qiu Sheng took it in stride. "I was just saying. Since Junior Brother arrived, Master has also been much happier, and the food is so good every day. What more could we be dissatisfied with?"

"Peel this orange, extract the juice, use a little bit of the juice, and this seaweed powder. Mix them together for ten minutes, then apply it to your face. The function of this mask is to make your skin smoother," Yang Xuan said while making the mask.

"This color is a bit disgusting," Ren Tingting said, looking at the green mask with disdain.

"Don't underestimate these things. Regular use can neutralize the damage to your skin caused by cosmetics," Yang Xuan said.

"And this mask can make you fairer. Many whitening cosmetics contain mercury. If you use too much, you'll be poisoned. More seriously, women can lose their fertility or even die," Yang Xuan said seriously.

And so, the days passed.

Yang Xuan continuously honed his abilities to the best of his ability every day. If you asked Yang Xuan why he was working so hard, well, there was no TV, no computer, nothing. There was nothing else to do but practice. Why not go back to modern times? Forget it. If he went back every time, how could he have adventures?

Suddenly, he heard a shout for help. It sounded like Wen Cai. What could be so loud? Yang Xuan's spirits immediately lifted, as practicing martial arts every day was very boring.

When Yang Xuan rushed to the morgue, he was startled. Over a dozen zombies were hopping and running towards the entrance. Huh, strange, the fastest one could actually run. Could it have already become a Bu Hua Gu? He might not be able to defeat it.

When he saw clearly who it was, he was shocked. It was Qiu Sheng! Then the ones behind him must be real zombies, and the lowest level ones at that. So, it should be easy to deal with them. Yang Xuan quickly moved forward. Without attacking, he drew a talisman in the air and pointed it at the zombies' foreheads. He wondered why Uncle Nine still had to bite his finger for his magic.

By the time Uncle Nine and Four Eyes came in, all the zombies had been immobilized.

Four Eyes saw that Yang Xuan had subdued the zombies and was so scared his face turned pale. These were just the lowest-grade zombies, how could they withstand Yang Xuan's heavy punches?

"Fortunately, fortunately, no fractures, no disfigurement," Four Eyes said, his heart pounding. "Nephew, thank you for showing mercy. Otherwise, all my customers would be gone."

Yang Xuan clenched his fists. "Hey, Uncle-Master, don't worry. I know you cherish your customers. How dare I use my full strength? I haven't even used a tenth of my power."

Four Eyes turned to Uncle Nine. "Senior Brother, I've been bothering you for quite some time. It's time for me to hit the road."

"Then be careful on your way," Uncle Nine said. He really didn't know what to do with his junior brother. He was supposed to leave a few days ago, but he stayed so long because of the good food. If it weren't for today's incident, Four Eyes might not have wanted to leave yet.

Finally, the plot began. Yang Xuan was overjoyed to see such a familiar scene. Mr. Vampire was Yang Xuan's favorite movie when he was a child. For a child, it was a bit scary, but it also had happy moments. More importantly, he could see what kind of strength Master Ren possessed.

Yang Xuan returned to his room. He could now skillfully use talismans, drawing them in the air. However, lacking a medium, it was fine for some weaklings. It seemed he needed to get some good jade stones when he had time to make a few Peace Talismans, Mind-Calming Talismans, and the like for his parents, and also for Natasha. Thinking of Natasha made Yang Xuan's heart feel sweet.

Now, Yang Xuan was used to practicing his Qi before sleeping. Tonight was the most crucial moment. If successful, he could immediately advance. He practiced the Maoshan Qi Cultivation Method. In the beginning, there would be a trace of spiritual power. Ten traces would become one strand, and ten strands would become a stream. Currently, Yang Xuan had nine strands and five traces of spiritual power in his body.

Yang Xuan concentrated his Qi and spirit, following the route of the cultivation method, and slowly circulated the energy. In fact, when circulating energy, the mind is focused on the circulation route, so time passes relatively quickly. Now, Yang Xuan's circulation speed was getting slower and slower. Nine strands, six traces... eight traces... nine traces.

"Break for me!" With a hum, ten strands of spiritual power slowly rotated and condensed within his body until they formed a stream.

Yang Xuan wiped the sweat from his forehead. Although his body was a bit tired, his eyes gleamed with light. Clearly, the level of spiritual power was higher than internal energy, but their focus was different.

The night passed without incident.