Warm Funeral Home

After the two of them reacted, Mrs. Hua ran upstairs to the bedroom, put on a skirt, and dressed up a bit.

After going downstairs, he warned the two of them: "I'm going to make up, Mrs. Zhang, Yun Chan, you can take care of yourself!"

Mrs. Hua walked with the wind, not at all as weak as when she fainted before.She seemed to be particularly looking forward to seeing the "Beauty Makeup" store.Mrs. Zhang has heard her say it many times.Every time I go, my energy is as full as if I have been fully charged.

Mrs. Zhang chased after her: "Madam! Madam!"

Mrs. Hua was disgusted, "Don't follow me!"

Mrs. Zhang is stronger than Mrs. Hua, if Mrs. Hua really wants to do something, she can still stop her one or two times.Yun Chan called Hua Qingchuan and told what he suspected.

"Your mother always said, beauty makeup?"

Hua Qingchuan also said: "There must be a problem with the beauty makeup!"

"Then I'll follow and go take a look."

Yun Chan didn't say a word about being slapped by Mrs. Hua, but Hua Qingchuan sensed that Yun Chan was in a bad mood.

"Diao Chan, did my mother do something again?"

"No, she's just not in a good mood."

Seeing that Yunchan didn't want to say more, he didn't ask any more.

"I'll send you my friend's email later. If you have anything, you can ask him for help."

"it is good."

Mrs. Hua couldn't get rid of Mrs. Zhang, so she took a taxi with her.

Hua Qingchuan also stopped one, and followed Mrs. Hua's car unhurriedly.

The beauty shop of Meizhuang is not in the city center, but in a deep alley, where taxis cannot enter.

Seeing Mrs. Hua get out of the car, Yun Chan did not follow.

It's easy to meet up in the store, and after Mrs. Hua has left, he will go in and see what is different about this beauty store called Meizhuang.

The sky started to rain lightly, and Yun Chan went into a teahouse to shelter from the rain.

In this weather, I didn't expect that there were quite a lot of customers.The boss is an old man, dressed a bit old-fashioned, he added a pot of tea for Yunchan and left.

The door curtain was lifted, and a young male with a cold body and a strange long box on his back entered the room.

"Boss, a pot of hot tea."

With a cold expression, the young man put down the things behind him and ordered.

The old man came out from behind, holding a small pot: "Drink, to drive away evil spirits."

The people around didn't seem to notice this young man, they talked to each other, and they didn't seem to have any curiosity about this stranger.

Yun Chan stared at them, feeling very curious.

The young man flung his eyes at him, "Overthinking one's abilities."

Is this talking to him?Yun Chan didn't know how this man said something inexplicable to him.

Unexpectedly, the man continued: "The beauty salon at the corner of the alley, I advise you not to go in, you are a native after all."

"Natives...what are they?"

"This is not what you should know." After finishing speaking, the young man drank tea cup after cup without saying a word, as if the pot of tea could not be finished.

As for his own pot, after pouring three cups, he couldn't pour it out again.

About two hours later, through the window, Yun Chan saw that Mrs. Hua and Mrs. Zhang had finally left.Mrs. Hua stepped on her high heels and walked faster and faster, her expression was not as sluggish as before, but Mrs. Zhang was a little tired.

Mrs. Hua seemed to have returned to normal, and she had a better attitude towards Mrs. Zhang next to her, chatting and laughing with her.It's just that the one who was mentally ill was replaced by Mrs. Zhang.

Fortunately, he followed out of the alley and saw Lao Zhong's car parked beside him, coming to pick up Mrs. Hua.

Yun Chan also put Mrs. Hua aside for the time being.

The signboard of the beauty salon is not very gorgeous, it is just hung on it with a wooden plaque.There is no reception staff inside.Staff walking around busy themselves.

When Yun Chan walked in, no one paid any attention to him, as if everyone thought he didn't exist.

The customers lying on the massage chairs all closed their eyes, as if they were asleep.The technicians who worked on their facials didn't make a sound.

What makes Yun Chan feel strange is why everyone's movements are so stiff?It's like a dead person.

From his experience working in a funeral home, the smell was unmistakable.

In less than 3 minutes, a woman with high heels and heavy makeup came out of another room with a bad expression on her face.

"Excuse me, does this gentleman need any services when he visits the shop?"

The woman's gloomy appearance made Yun Chan feel a little uncomfortable, "No need."

A woman next to her who was putting on makeup for a customer glanced at Yun Chan, then quickly turned her head like a thief who had been caught.

But with just that one glance, Yun Chan could still see what she looked like.

Oddly enough, the woman made the customer lie down and put on makeup.

Only the dead need makeup while lying down.He knew this all too well.

After Yunchan walked out of the beauty shop, he saw the young man in the rain standing aside.

When he saw Yun Chan, he was slightly surprised.

"You are not a native."

Yun Chan still said: "What are the natives?"

The man left without saying a word.

Seeing the increasing rain, Yun Chan went into a nearby supermarket and bought a big black umbrella.

The hazy world in the rain is a little different from usual, and Yun Chan doesn't know why, the feeling of loneliness that seems to be in another world is even stronger.

He already had a tall body, but he looked a little weak in the rain.

The people coming and going did not stop running for their lives because of a rain, but their figures became more blurred in the rain.

Yun Chan wiped off the water from his eyes and continued walking forward.

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The fifth face life and death makeup (3)

The work of the funeral home is still very busy, after all, people die every day.

Coupled with the changes in people's concept of funerals in recent years, cremation has begun to be accepted by the public.

In the morning, Yunchan put on makeup for two old people who had aged naturally.The faces of the two old men were gloomy when they were brought in.One of them closed his eyes tightly and clenched his fist tightly, refusing to let go.

The old man's children said that the old man walked in a dream, and he did not know what he dreamed of, and he kept holding his hand tightly.

Yun Chan massaged the muscles of the old man's hand, and then spread out the old man's palm.Then there is makeup for the elderly.These are the daily tasks of Yunzen.

Lao Kang, who had nothing to do, set up a dragon gate formation in the lounge again.

The weather began to cool in autumn, but Lao Kang kept fanning that big cattail fan, as if he was sweating endlessly.

"Hey, Lao Zhang, do you still remember the makeup artist before Boy Yun came?"

Lao Zhang had just finished counting the remains in Room [-], and before his butt was hot, he was dragged to chat.

"Remember, sister Nie?"

Lao Kang patted his legs: "It's her. I saw that her family was a little bit struggling, so I introduced her to this job. Later, I didn't know what happened, so I resigned."

Lao Zhang asked, "Why did you mention her all of a sudden!"

"It's not because she is pitiful!"

At this point, Lao Kang officially entered the topic.

"You don't know, the day his son got married was so festive, and I even went to dinner. I didn't expect that!" Lao Kang's face was sad, and he looked sympathetic when he was talking about other people's parents.

"His son and daughter-in-law went to sleep at night with the door tightly closed. Unexpectedly, they never woke up the next morning! Guess why?"

Lao Zhang had no less experience than Lao Kang in terms of dead people, so he guessed: "It must be gas poisoning!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, isn't it!" Lao Kang took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from the tip of his nose, "But that was all a few years ago."

"You said that sister Nie is so unlucky! A few days ago, her daughter died again for some unknown reason!"

Yun Chan suddenly pushed open the door, and came in with a thermos to fetch water.

The two who were chatting vigorously looked at Yun Chan, were taken aback for a moment, and continued to chat.

Lao Kang said: "Our leader found out, and asked her to drag her daughter to be cremated without charging a penny."

Lao Zhang was surprised: "Our leader still has that awareness?"

Lao Kang also thought it was a little funny, their leaders usually received soft hands when they received red envelopes, how could they still remember the former makeup artist.

"That's right, Xiao Nie also agreed, but for some reason, halfway through the car, Xiao Nie refused to let her go, saying that she wanted to change her burial. She wanted to take her daughter back to her hometown for burial."

Lao Kang was also a little curious, and asked a question: "Going back to my hometown? Didn't the corpse rot halfway? Besides, there is still an ice coffin in our museum, why didn't she bring her daughter here to put it?"

"I called Xiao Nie at that time and advised her to bring her daughter here. But she refused to listen and told me to leave it alone."

Yunchan's thermos was already full, and he also stood by the water dispenser and listened for a while.

What Lao Kang said was indeed a bit strange.

Lao Kang sighed a few words, stood up, and pointed to a spot on the wall with his fan: "This is the photo of all the employees we took three years ago."

A picture half the size of a computer screen was framed and hung on the wall, covered in fine dust.

Yun Chan has noticed the photos on the wall, but never looked at them carefully.

He approached the photo frame and looked at the people in the photo carefully.

There were a dozen or so people standing in two rows, and he didn't know about four or five of them.Never seen it in a funeral home either.

Yun Chan's pupils shrank, and a woman in the photo caught his attention. There was a red mole on the corner of the woman's mouth, which he could see clearly.

"Brother Kang, who is this woman with the red mole?"

From the moment Yun Chan came in, Lao Kang had no intention of speaking to him, but Yun Chan did not expect to speak by himself.

Lao Kang was also a little drunk, but he didn't deliberately make things difficult for Yun Chan: "Oh, that's Xiao Nie."

Although this photo was taken three years ago, the woman's appearance is somewhat different from now, but not much.Yun Chan was sure that this was the man he saw in the beauty salon, the man who lay down and put on makeup for customers.

It hurts to say this, the woman surnamed Nie used to be a Rongrong Master, and Rongrong Master usually puts makeup on lying corpses.

Yun Chan stood motionless, and Lao Kang asked, "Brother Yun, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Yun Chan's expression, Lao Zhang seemed to have discovered something, and asked, "Xiao Yun, what's so strange about this photo?"

Yun Chan shook his head, "No."

After get off work in the afternoon, Yun Chan went to make up again.

After entering, as before, I didn't see any reason, but the woman surnamed Nie was not inside this time.

Auntie Zhang knew that Yun Chan was someone she could trust, and these days it was like Yun Chan was reporting on Mrs. Hua's situation.

Mrs. Hua's mood is relatively stable, but she still has to go to make-up every day.

But she didn't dare to let Mrs. Hua know that she was secretly calling Yunchan, otherwise Mrs. Hua would get angry again.

Seeing that his wife had fallen asleep, Mrs. Zhang closed the kitchen door and called Yun Chan; "Mr. Yun, I think that beauty shop is a bit evil. I went there with my wife last time and found that the people inside are like wooden figures." It seems that there is not even a voice to speak. Madam asked me to make a face, but I fell asleep without knowing it!"

After hearing this, Yun Chan said, "You, continue."

"But I don't do heavy work every day. I'm used to doing it in the countryside. How could I fall asleep just because I relaxed?!"

Mrs. Zhang was still talking, but Yun Chan thought of someone.

Hua Qingchuan gave him the email contact information of a person named Hei Ke, and told him that Hei Ke could inquire about some information, and if he knew hacking techniques, he could find him for technical problems that could not be solved.

He turned on his phone, logged in to his mailbox, and sent an email.He told Hei Ke briefly and concisely what he wanted to know.

He has observed that although the beauty store is not big, there are several cameras installed.

He can look at what these people are usually doing, hoping to find some information from it.

After Hei Ke received the email, he quickly replied: "Yun Chan? This matter is on me."

An hour later, Yunchan received a reply from Hei Ke, which contained a video.

Yunchan seldom surfs the Internet, and it is very troublesome to watch videos on mobile phones.I had no choice but to go to a nearby Internet cafe.

Hua Qingchuan used to come to this kind of place often, saying that the computer in the Internet cafe played games more smoothly.The Internet cafe was full of clamor, and everyone was shouting at the computer with earphones on. Yun Chan took out his ID card to register, and found a quieter corner to sit down.

The video is relatively clear, and the video recorded from the above angle is too far from what people saw in person.The speed of the video was adjusted several times, and the people on it were no longer lifeless puppets, and everyone moved very fast.

After watching it patiently for half an hour, Yun Chan didn't find anything special about the video.

He was looking for a woman surnamed Nie in the video, but he didn't find her.

At 36 minutes, a woman surnamed Nie came out from behind the black bead curtain.

With a box in her hand, she walked up to the customer who was lying flat, took out the tweezers, and picked out a small thing inside. She put down the box, pinched the customer's mouth, and fed the unknown bug into it. In the mouth of a female customer!

What is that thing?

The woman surnamed Nie put the box back into the house behind the black bead curtain.Turn around and come out and start to make up for the female customers.

The woman with closed eyes seemed to be in pain, and began to struggle with her hands and feet.

The person next to her came over and held her down, and the woman surnamed Nie continued to put on makeup for her.

At this time, there are no strangers in the store except customers and staff, so naturally they will not see the scene at that time.

Why is that female customer struggling?

Yunchan decided to go to beauty makeup again, this is the third time.

This time he didn't rush into the house, but stayed outside for a while, still in that weird teahouse.

He saw the strange boy with the long box behind his back again.

He felt that he still expressed what he saw and the doubts in his heart.

After hearing this, the young man responded to Yun Chan's words: "The thing you mentioned is small and transparent, and looks like a maggot. But this kind of maggot is an evil thing that has materialized the body of an evil ghost. .”

Yun Chan listened carefully.

The young man continued to explain: "If a person eats that kind of thing, his spirit will become extremely excited in a short period of time. But it is no different from smoking opium. Make some abnormal behavior."

If the boy's explanation is correct, then there is a reasonable explanation for Mrs. Hua's drastic personality change.

Hua Qingchuan asked him to take good care of Mrs. Hua, so he naturally had to do his best.

The young man said again: "If you eat too much of this kind of food, your spirit will deteriorate sooner or later, and your life may be endangered at that time."

Yun Chan said: "My friend's mother often comes here, she is in a bad condition."

The young man poured a cup of tea with a proud expression, "Just leave this matter alone, I will take care of it myself."

It was the first time Yunchan met someone who had a certain understanding of the existence of these ghosts and gods and could explain why, so he told him about some of the things he had encountered before.

The boy was just taking a rest in this tea house and was about to leave, but Yun Chan said, "I have seen ghosts."

The young man said impatiently: "Although there are not many people who have seen ghosts in this world, there are not many. It's not a big surprise."

"Have you seen it too?"

Hearing this, the boy's throat seemed to be stuck, and he said reluctantly, "No."

Yun Chan said again: "I am the make-up master of the funeral parlor, and I do makeup for the dead."

The boy raised his eyebrows, "Oh? No wonder, he looks dead at such a young age."

The young man doesn't seem to be as old as Yunchan, but he commented on Yunchan old-fashionedly.

Yun Chan: "Oftentimes, some of the deceased, in their dreams, reproduce their dying scenes for me."

The young man was playing with the small teacup in his hand, not as indifferent as he was on a rainy day, "This is a bit strange."

"Can you tell me why?"

The boy paused the cup and said, "Impossible."

It is impossible not to be disappointed, after all, Yun Chan has been wondering in his heart for a long time.

In the past, he always regarded those "ghosts" as obsessions after death, but the old man he saw at the station made him doubt whether there were real "ghosts" in this world.

Seeing that the boy didn't want to say more, he didn't continue to ask.

There are still two or three hours before eight o'clock in the evening, and he wants to wait for the staff of this beauty store to get off work.

Perhaps, he should meet that woman surnamed Nie face to face.

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The fifth face life and death makeup (4)

More and more guests entered the teahouse, and each of them had a pot of tea in front of them.

Yun Chan found that no matter how he listened, he couldn't hear what other people were saying, even though they were speaking loudly.

And that strange boy had already left.

At eight o'clock, some middle-aged women came out of the alley, and some girls were only in their twenties. Several of them were wearing the same clothes with the words "beauty makeup" on them.

These people should be employees in beauty salons.

At this moment, they were talking and laughing on the road, and a few young ones started joking and fighting, not at all dull and sluggish as Yun Chan had seen before.

It's just that he didn't find the surname Nie among this group of people.

The alley was a dead end, and Yun Chan kept staring outside, not seeing her passing by.

It doesn't matter, he can continue to wait.

Finally at ten o'clock, the surname Nie in casual clothes finally appeared in Yunchan's field of vision.

Yun Chan followed.

The surname Nie dodged a little, fearing that someone would follow behind, and looked behind from time to time. The night market in City S is not bustling, even though it's not eleven o'clock yet, there aren't many people on the street.

The surname Nie chose some places without lights to walk. After walking for more than 40 minutes, the woman finally stopped.

Yun Chan followed from a distance, but found that the surrounding environment was very familiar.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a huge fluorescent clock hanging on the building directly in front of him.

station?

The bus station in City S is in the east of the city, and after a short walk, there is the train station.

At this time, the ticket office of the bus station was closed, and a few night buses drove into the garage from outside.

Yun Chan approached the glass door of the ticket office and found that the surname Nie had disappeared.

Turning around, I saw the surname Nie inside!

The door was indeed locked, how did she get in?

......

Fifteen steps away, the surname Nie was standing beside a bench, leaning over, not knowing what he was busy with.

Yun Chan changed his angle. Although there was no light in the ticket hall, he still saw a person lying on the bench!It can be judged from the clothes that it is a woman.

And isn't the woman surnamed Nie just putting on makeup for that woman?

......

"Who is that woman?"

A person behind him spoke abruptly.

Yun Chan turned around and found that it was that strange boy.

Yun Chan told the truth: "That woman's surname is Nie, and like me, she used to be Master Lianrong."

The boy nodded: "I've been paying attention to her for several days, the woman lying now is a dead person."

Hearing this, Yun Chan looked at the woman surnamed Nie who was busy, and felt a little uncomfortable.

At this time, there was light rain in the sky, and the faint street lights made the surroundings more peaceful.

The young man said: "That woman puts makeup on the living during the day, and puts on the dead at night...I'm afraid she wants to steal Yang Qi."

Yun Chan answered: "Steal Yang Qi and give it to that dead woman."

The young man put down his hands on his chest and looked at Yun Chan seriously: "Why?"

Yun Chan looked at the woman in the distance, and said calmly: "The dead one is her daughter."

"A few years ago, her son died unexpectedly, and this time, her daughter also died."

The boy was about to speak, but he felt a dangerous aura emanating from nearby, he pushed Yun Chan away, "Go!"

Yun Chan didn't smell the slightest danger,

A hunchbacked figure walked from the street not far away, under the dim light, it looked a little mysterious.

The figure was getting closer and closer, and Yun Chan finally saw the man's face clearly.

It was the begging old man I met at the station last time!His shriveled right eye continued to emit black air, and the lights around him became even darker as a result.

"Hehe." The old man smiled, his voice was like water that was about to dry up: "Brother, I didn't expect to meet you again."

Yun Chan didn't have time to speak, the young man quickly stood in front of Yun Chan, and slapped the object behind him with his palm, the long box flew up, and the wrapped cloth spread out, revealing a pure black guqin.

As if wanting to seize every minute and every second, the young man half-kneeled on the ground, put the long piano on his right knee with one hand, and played the five fingers of his left hand together. The first wave hit the old man!

Unexpectedly, the old man took out five pieces of paper money and silently recited the mantra, five green fires appeared in the air one after another, burning the paper money to ashes.Followed by five humanoid transparent bodies!They were born in human form, and their blue skin was covered with dense corpse spots, which Yun Chan could see clearly.

The five people bared their teeth and claws, and rushed towards the young man and Yun Chan.

The boy yelled again: "Run!"

As he spoke, he played the piano with both hands, and the sound of the piano became higher and higher, but the boy spit out a mouthful of bright red blood!

Five things that were neither human nor ghost were temporarily resisted, and ghostly voices were heard.His heart was beating very fast, Yun Chan subconsciously covered his ears, but the blood in his throat spurted out without any precaution.

As soon as the blood spurted out, the five ghosts seemed to be stained with something terrible, their arms, legs, and heads were all broken!

Seeing this, the smile on the old man's face deepened. With a wave of his hand, the five transparent bodies disappeared. The boy playing the piano seemed to be unable to resist at last, and spewed out another mouthful of blood. He only knew that he was not the opponent of the unscathed old man. , but still cursed in his mouth: "Demon way!"

The old man smiled and replied: "The old man is just an old beggar who lives at the station here. He can't be a demon, let alone a Taoist priest."

The old man was still ten steps away, but in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of him.

The boy and Yun Chan couldn't react at all, they were shocked.

Seeing this, as if to take care of these juniors with less knowledge, he retreated five steps in an instant.

The old man's right eye was full of black air, and bugs the size of rice crawled out slowly.

The old man looked at Yun Chan and said, "Brother, when I met you at the station that day, I realized that you are not an ordinary person."

Yun Chan wiped away the blood from his mouth with his hands, but did not speak.

The old man continued: "Whether you believe it or not, your parents died because of you!"

As if being hit hard, Yun Chan felt a pain in his heart, "What did you say!"

The old man laughed, "Do you think your mother died because of dystocia? Your father died because of an accidental car accident?"

"No, neither. They died because of you. Because of you."

Hearing this, Yun Chan's whole body began to tremble with excitement, he was about to lose his balance, his throat kept moaning, and his mood became very unstable, as if a volcano was about to erupt.

The boy playing the piano who was resting for a while suddenly stood up and gave Yun Chan a palm split on the back of the head.Yun Chan immediately fainted on the ground.

The young man said harshly: "Yaodao, don't think that I don't know what your plan is!"

The old man who was called "Yao Dao" was silent, as if he let you talk, but he didn't open his mouth.

"You use those natives to collect yang energy for you! With this crime alone, you should be wiped out!"

Hearing this, the old man looked up to the sky and laughed, but the laughter was hoarse, like a broken bellows, if not for the happy expression on the old man's face, some people might think that the old man was crying.

The old man seemed to be unable to breathe, and finally stopped laughing.

"Now, I won't kill you." After finishing speaking, he blew a whistle.

A black short-haired dog came from mid-air on the moon.

The dog came to the old man, barked at the boy a few times, and then pulled out a low door out of thin air with its mouth.

The old man went through the door, followed by the black dog, hooked the door with its sharp teeth, and closed it.

The short old door loomed under the starry sky at night, looking very mysterious, like another world, but it finally disappeared.

The young man ignored Yun Chan who was lying unconscious on the ground, and picked up the cloth strips scattered on the ground in the distance to wrap the Changqin.

He picked up one of them and wrapped it around his left wrist.

This monster hurt him very badly, and the rebounding force of the piano sound made his wrist almost tear.

Enduring the pain in his wrist that was about to break, he carried Yun Chan on his shoulders, glanced at the woman in the ticket office who had died before he knew when, and left without looking back.

At this time, the lights in the teahouse had been turned off, and there was no one there, and there were four knocks on the door.The boss touched the vest and put it on, and opened the door in the dark moonlight.

As soon as he saw the person, the elderly boss greeted him with a hint of anxiety in his voice: "Quick, come in."

The young man threw Yun Chan onto the tea table, unable to hold himself up, and fell to the ground.

In the early morning of the next day, Yun Chan was awakened by a familiar melody, which was the ringtone of his mobile phone.

He rubbed his sore temples and answered the phone.

"Hey."

"Diao Chan, what's wrong with your voice?" It was Hua Qingchuan.

"very tired."

"where are you?"

Yun Chan glanced around and found that it was a strange place, but at least he had a bed to lie on.

"do not know."

"I don't know? Don't turn off your phone, I'll find Hei Ke to fix it."

"Yeah." Yun Chan said something else: "Hua Qingchuan. Tell me, did my parents die because of me?"

Caught off guard, Hua Qingchuan never expected that Yun Chan would ask him such a question.

Hua Qingchuan didn't know how to answer for a while.

There was an air of sadness, even though the two were still separated by phone.

Hua Qingchuan's voice suddenly became very low: "Diao Chan, I know that your parents are very important to you. But now, the most important person to you is me."

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As soon as the station staff opened the door, they saw two people, one lying on the seat and the other lying on the ground.The woman lying on the ground was bleeding from all seven orifices, and her death was extremely terrifying.And the woman lying on the seat had died several days ago.

At seven o'clock, the station was cordoned off.

Yun Chan, who came out of the teahouse, did not see the boy who played the piano who saved his life last night. He walked into the beauty makeup and found that most of the people inside were gone, and the rest of them were no longer as dull as before.

The customers also kept their eyes open, chatting and laughing with the people who did maintenance for them.

A woman with heavy makeup stepped on high heels and greeted Yunchan with a warm smile.

There was a little more flattery in the tone, not as cold as before.

"Brother, even though you are a man, you can still take care of it, otherwise you will not be like this when you get old!"

Yun Chan frowned and walked straight to the door.

The woman didn't force it either, "Come next time!"

Day [-].

The funeral home ushered in two corpses, which belonged to the woman surnamed Nie and her daughter.

After Yun Chan put on makeup for them, he went home.

"Meow~" Heitan rubbed his trousers under his feet.

"Are you hungry?"

"Meow!" Not hungry.

Of course Yun Chan didn't understand, so he took out fresh small fish and put them in the cat bowl.

"Eat."

The black cat didn't move, "Meow~"

Pretty girl, eat it!

Yun Chan smiled and said nothing.

Looking at the sunny day outside the window, his mood seemed to ease a little.

Hua Qingchuan called again, "Diao Chan, I'll be back soon, just wait."

"By the way," Hua Qingchuan remembered something, "My mother's symptoms have recovered, and she hasn't been to any beauty makeup now."

"This is your credit again, isn't it?"

Hearing Hua Qingchuan's laughter on the other end of the phone, Yun Chan also smiled.

"When I come back, tell me slowly what you have encountered these days."

life and death makeup

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