Everyone in the ancestral hall was silent.

After a long while, a young man finally spoke.

""Grandpa, what is face pinching?"

He looked at the old man at the top.

The old man just reacted at this time.

The old man's face had a complicated expression, as if he had been greatly shocked.

"Face pinching is a very ancient craft, which has long been lost."

"Our corpse artists evolved from face-sculpting artists, and face-sculpting artists are more powerful."

"Moreover, face-pinching is also very difficult. Without decades of practice, it is impossible to become a face-pinching artist. I have been drawing faces for my whole life, but I have never seen a face-pinching artist."

"This eight-year-old child actually said that she can pinch her face!"

At this time, the old man's face was full of disbelief.

You say that a child knows some weird songs and can draw some pictures, they can accept it.

But a child can actually pinch his face, which has been lost, and he is only eight years old. How can people accept this?

"What? Even Grandpa can't do it!"

The young man was shocked. In his mind, Grandpa was very powerful, and many big shots had visited him.

But even so, Grandpa still said he couldn't do it, so what kind of strength did this little girl have?

The old man didn't say anything, but just nodded slightly.

"No, the master of the house is so powerful that he wouldn't do that. This little girl is probably just bragging, or she said something wrong."

At the same time, a middle-aged man quickly spoke up.

"Anyway, let's see if she can recover first."

The old man interrupted the guy and said lightly.

In the weird live broadcast room, everyone was attracted by Ning Yinyin's words.

【No, what is face pinching?】

【This little girl is not trying to pinch her face like she is kneading mud, right?】

【This is a weird game, not a play house.】

【I believe Ning Yinyin. Although she is only eight years old, she doesn't look like an eight-year-old at all.】

【I know face sculpting is a very old profession, but I really don't believe that an eight-year-old child can do it.】

【I just checked online. Face sculpting artists sculpt faces for corpses. It would be difficult to succeed without decades of practice. If they fail, will it trigger a strange killing pattern?】

【Damn, that's a bit scary. 】

In the live broadcast room, countless people were talking about it.

In the picture, Ning Yinyin was directing Ge Jin to move the corpse out.

""Um, Yinyin, are you sure you can pinch your face?"

Looking at the face without facial features, Ge Jin still asked unconsciously.

Ning Yinyin nodded timidly.

"Well, dad taught Yinyin how to pinch her face. Don't worry, Yinyin also likes to pinch her face. Many older sisters at home have their faces pinched by Yinyin."

"The elder sisters all praised Yinyin for her good knitting skills."

"Besides, dad is really good at face pinching. He can pinch anyone's face, even a dragon's face!"

Ning Yinyin spoke again, with an excited look on her face.

Yinyin hasn't pinched her face for a long time, and she didn't expect to be able to do it in this game.

Yinyin was very happy.

When Go Jin heard Yinyin bring up her father, he didn't say anything.

This seemingly invincible father Go Jin just wanted to ask if he could give him a dozen.

At this time, in the morgue, Ning Chen looked at what his daughter said, and his face froze.

Please don't bring me in when you brag.

What about pinching a dragon's face? Although I have carved dragons before, I have never pinched one.

This girl, she really speaks without restraint.

Just when Yinyin was bragging, the live broadcast room was already crazy.

【What? Yinyin's dad is actually making a dragon face?】

【Is he crazy? Has his father ever seen a dragon?】

【Could it be that dragons can also be weird?】

【Shit, what kind of person is his dad? I'm dumbfounded. 】

In the live broadcast room, countless comments were floating, and it was obvious that Ning Chen was even more convinced that he could make a dragon face.

"Well, in that case, Yinyin, come and pinch the face. But, what does Yinyin need? I'll get it."

Gojin looked at the corpse with a hideous face on the ground and the weird smile on the corpse. He just wanted to pinch the face quickly.

Yinyin thought for a while and said

""Yinyin doesn't need anything, because Yinyin has all the tools."

Ning Yinyin said, and she took out a sharp scalpel from her pocket as if by magic.

A little cold light could be seen on the scalpel.

Looking at the scalpel in front of him, Gokin felt a chill in his body for no reason, and he always felt that the scalpel could cut his throat in the next moment.

"Yinyin, where did you get this knife?"

Gokin coughed dryly and looked at Ning Yinyin and asked.

My goodness, whose father would carry a scalpel with his child?

Isn't this weird?

Ning Yinyin tilted her head and said crisply

"This is from my mother, she is a nurse, she came from a mental hospital, she is amazing"

"Hong taught Yinyin how to cut corpses."As

Ning Yinyin said this, she seemed to think of her own little mother, and a happy smile gradually appeared on her face.

Ge Jin was confused.

How many little mothers does this little girl have? It seems that she can't count her little mothers.

Also, whose little mother teaches others to cut corpses, and whose father marries little mothers every day? Can the body bear it?

Just when Ge Jin was confused.

In front of him, Ning Yinyin had squatted down, ignoring the cold breath around her, and began to cut the scalpel into the rotten meat.

The rotten meat gave off an unbearable smell.

There seemed to be something squirming inside the rotten meat, which looked disgusting.

Ge Jin watched from the side, and he actually felt like vomiting.

Moreover, he was very curious about what method was needed to restore this face that was so severely rotten.

In the live broadcast room

【Ah? I suspect her little sister is a lunatic】

【Who says it's not? This is a gift for a scalpel, right?】

【This face is so rotten that the facial features can't be seen clearly. How can it be restored?】

【If this can be restored, I will just call her Sister Yin, no kidding】

【Yes, if this can be restored, even if she is only eight years old, I will call her Sister Yin.】

【Don't try to get close to the one in front, she's your aunt】

【I just visited the live broadcast rooms of other countries and they haven't even completed the first mission yet.】

【It's so pitiful. Many people have died when they heard strange noises in the bathroom.】

【In this situation, it seems that we are the only ones who have reached the last mission.】

【Good man, where are those suspicious guys from the Bear Country? Come out now, are we going to take you flying? 】

In the live broadcast room, they were delighted to learn that the contestants from other countries did not even pass the first task.

In the picture, Ning Yinyin began to cut off the rotten meat skillfully.

The skilled knife skills made everyone smack their lips.

Soon, a rotten face was completely cut off by Ning Yinyin.

The face of the corpse had turned into a skull face. Obviously, Ning Yinyin was going to start from the beginning!

Seeing this scene, everyone in the Beili Corpse Center opened their mouths wide.

Especially the old man in the lead, he stood up excitedly.

"How is it possible? She actually cut off a whole face!"

Looking at the complete rotten face, the old man's eyes were full of excitement and disbelief.

This kind of knife skills, this kind of technique, even if his father came, it would be impossible to accomplish it!

How did this child do it? Did she start cutting faces since her mother's womb?

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