Zhang Heng himself also changed into Feng Xiaoliu''s coat and headdress, and Yuan Bing''s hair style was slightly modified. At a glance, under the action of the dim light in the cave, he really looked like Feng Xiaoliu.

    Then he dug a deep hole in the cave and buried the bodies of Feng Xiaoliu and three others. At the same time, try to clean up the battle traces left by the people.

    Wait until we''re ready. It''s getting dark.

    Zhang Heng has not relaxed.

    Then, according to his previous memory, he began to imitate and learn Feng Xiaoliu''s speech and behavior.

    Imitation of a person as like as two peas and accessories is the most elementary imitation.

    Such imitation can deceive those who have not seen themselves, but if the other party has seen the imitated himself, it is not enough just to have the same appearance and clothes and accessories.

    Because as long as you pay a little attention, you will find that everyone is actually a unique existence.

    Just the way a person speaks, there is a world of difference. The person''s voice has the accent of which region, and the person''s voice color is thick, sharp, soft or rigid.

    Is the man''s tone cadenced or flat and straightforward, without ups and downs.

    Is this person''s speed as fast as an arrow, or is he speaking slowly, or fast and slow?

    These are the things that imitators need to consider.

    It''s just a matter of language. Others include the look on the face of the imitated, the reaction when things happen, the posture of walking

    All this is what Zhang Heng needs to get close to Feng Xiaoliu himself as much as possible.

    Brother Shu Mingyue saw Zhang hen alone there, talking to himself, dancing, and numb.

    Sometimes, Zhang Heng will stop and imitate a paragraph of Feng Xiaoliu''s words or actions to let Ge Shu Mingyue give an evaluation.

    After all, brother Shu Mingyue and Feng Xiaoliu have much more contact time than Zhang Heng.

    At the beginning, brother Shu Mingyue was not optimistic about Zhang Heng''s imitation, because she just listened and looked at it at will. She felt that the other party and Feng Xiaoliu were completely two people. The difference between the two was just one in the sky and one on the ground.

    But slowly, with Zhang Heng''s tireless practice, correction and imitation.

    Gradually, when GE Shu Mingyue was talking to Zhang Heng, he heard a bit of Feng Xiaoliu''s frivolity.

    When elder brother Shu Mingyue looked at Zhang Heng''s face, he also found some flying jump on his face that belonged to Feng Xiaoliu alone.

    When brother Shu Mingyue watched Zhang Heng walk, he also saw a bit of Feng Xiaoliu''s carefree and complacent on Zhang Heng.

    Later, I don''t know how many times I imitated, corrected, repeated and repeated.

    Finally, when brother Shu Mingyue closed her eyes and listened to Zhang Heng speak, what sounded in her ear was not Zhang Heng''s voice at all. Instead, she immediately felt that it was not Zhang Heng but Feng Xiaoliu who was talking in her ear at the moment.

    When brother Shu Mingyue opened her eyes and looked at Zhang Heng walking towards herself step by step in the dark fire, she couldn''t help feeling that the person walking opposite was not Zhang Heng, but the dead Feng Xiaoliu himself.

    This discovery could not help but surprise brother Shu Mingyue. He couldn''t help blinking his eyes.

    But when she opened her eyes and saw Zhang Heng walking in front of her again, seeing the flashy and frivolous look on Zhang Heng''s face, brother Shu Mingyue opened her mouth in surprise.

    Because of this expression, she only saw it on Feng Xiaoliu''s face.

    When Feng Xiaoliu is talking, his voice will appear greasy, and when he doesn''t speak, his face is always this flashy and frivolous expression.

    Because of this expression, Ge Shu Mingyue even ignored Zhang Heng''s face.

    Zhang Heng''s face is thin and angular. He can''t help but give people a sense of anger and a sense of inner persistence and confidence.

    Feng Xiaoliu''s face is slightly round, the lines are softer, and the eyebrows are more feminine.

    In fact, there are great differences between their faces. Even with the blessing of the same hairstyle, such differences are also difficult to ignore.

    But it was because of the same expression on Zhang Heng''s face as Feng Xiaoliu that brother Shu Mingyue almost wanted to recognize Zhang Heng as Feng Xiaoliu himself.

    Brother Shu Mingyue believes that even if he doesn''t know that Zhang Heng has switched with Feng Xiaoliu in advance, she will never realize that the person in front of him is not Feng Xiaoliu.

    Brother Shu Mingyue believes that the mysterious client will not spend more time with Feng Xiaoliu than her.

    If even she can''t see the wind for a moment, Xiao Liu is pretended by others.

    She didn''t believe that the client could see through Zhang Heng''s disguise at a glance.

    Thinking of this, she looked at Zhang Heng and gradually became solemn.

    Because she found more and more that the person in front of her was indeed different from those she had seen before.

    Zhang Heng''s talent, among those she has met, is not outstanding and a list of small mountains.

    However, Zhang Heng''s diligence, his learning ability and his ability to be flexible, among her peers, she found that she couldn''t find anyone and could be compared with Zhang Heng.

    Not even herself.

    Ge Shu Mingyue found early that the more talented people are, the more intelligent they are.

    But the smarter people are, the more they like to be clever, the more they despise those who work hard, the more they are unwilling to bleed and sweat, and spend countless energy to practice hard.

    Therefore, the strongest people in an era are often not those who are extremely smart. On the contrary, many people do not think they are smart. They can calm down and practice hard. After years of slow practice and countless bloody storms, they finally reached the peak of the era.

    Brother Shu Mingyue looked at Zhang Heng in front of her, and her eyes suddenly became colorful. She suddenly thought: "will the man in front of me step through the sword light and blood rain one day in the future and finally reach the peak of the times?"

    Ge Shu Mingyue was still thinking. At this time, Zhang Heng asked again, "Miss Ge Shu, look at my imitation now. What kind of wind Xiaoliu looks like?"

    As soon as Zhang Heng opened his mouth, his accent immediately sent out a greasy tone that many people hated.

    Zhang Heng didn''t even deliberately imitate Feng Xiaoliu, but the sleek worldly sophistication revealed in that voice still reminds people of Feng Xiaoliu himself.

    Brother Shu Mingyue listened to each other''s voice and clearly knew that he was Zhang Heng. He still had an uncontrollable feeling of disgust in his heart.

    Zhang Heng has imitated Feng Xiaoliu''s voice to the point of penetration. He has grasped the essence of Feng Xiaoliu''s voice.

    Zhang Heng has found the key and core of Feng Xiaoliu''s speech and behavior.

    It can even be said that now Zhang Heng is Feng Xiaoliu, and Feng Xiaoliu is Zhang Heng.

    I''m afraid Feng Xiaoliu is reborn. When he hears Zhang Heng''s voice, he must not hear any flaws in it.

    After that, they even changed their appellation to Feng Xiaoliu and girl.

    Zhang Heng pretended to be Feng Xiaoliu, so brother Shu Mingyue called Zhang Heng Feng Xiaoliu.

    In fact, boss Cui and his brother Shu Mingyue are always commensurate with girls.

    They have entered the state ahead of time before the arrival of the client.

    Because they don''t know when the client will arrive, they can only enter the state in advance.

    They wait for two days and two nights.

    In these two days and nights, Zhang Heng also went out to play some game nearby to fill their stomachs.

    After eating the barbecue made by Zhang Heng, brother Shu Mingyue treated Zhang Heng with admiration.

    She didn''t expect that Zhang Heng not only had good talent and excellent self-learning ability, but also surprisingly good cooking skills.

    Just add a few readily picked grass leaves, bark and wild fruits to the barbecue.

    The game that was originally boring turned into delicious food in an instant.

    This is simply turning corruption into magic!

    For the rest of these two days, Zhang Heng spent all his time practicing the Qi refining formula, hoping to improve his cultivation level as much as possible before the freshman trial.

    After all, there are many ways to improve combat effectiveness, but the foundation of everything is the realm of the brave.

    Without the strong support of the brave realm, everything else, no matter how much hype, is meaningless.

    In front of the real brave realm, everything is floating clouds.

    It was also the hard practice in the past two days that enabled Zhang Heng''s brave grade to make further progress in the peak state of the first gas refining product and reach the perfect state of the first gas refining product.

    After reaching perfection, Zhang Heng looked at himself and intuitively improved his physical quality in all aspects.

    At this time, Zhang Heng and Zhang Heng also experienced thousands of difficulties. When GE Shu Mingyue couldn''t help but want to give up, they finally waited for the arrival of the client.

    Outside the cave, a middle-aged man, tall and thin as a bamboo pole, with a sallow face, towering cheekbones and two moustaches on his upper lip, was lying behind a towering ancient tree. He patiently observed the entrance of the cave and the sound from Zhang Heng in the cave.

    The eyes of a middle-aged pair of triangles are shining. He has been here for two days, and he has been on this towering tree for two days.

    He didn''t close his eyes or sleep once in two days. Even his posture on the trunk did not change a bit.

    The eyes of middle-aged people always stare at the opposite without blinking.

    His ears, too, were always devoted to listening to all the sounds in the cave.

    He even listened to the heartbeat and breathing of two people in the cave.

    Many people think he is wasting time, but he never thinks so.

    There were many people who came out to do such things with him in the same period.

    But now, most of them have become a pile of dead bones and have been hastily buried underground. Some people have been broken into pieces, frustrated and ashes, and died without a place to bury.

    Not because those people are stupid.

    Relatively speaking, middle-aged people are the stupidest of this group.