That was three days ago.
It was a four-day school holiday.
There are four people in the dormitory, two of them went home.
Only Wu Binsheng and Zhao Jiale were left.
Around 11 o'clock at night.
Wu Binsheng went to bed early.
Suddenly I was awakened by a rustling sound.
In a daze, I saw Zhao Jiale take out a set of cosmetics from his backpack.
When you open it, you'll find colorful lipsticks and foundation oils inside.
It's obviously used to make up the dead.
For those who study funeral services, this is nothing new.
This kid is still not sleeping at this late hour.
Do you want to practice secretly?
Do you want it to be this curly?
The next second, Zhao Jiale was seen applying these cosmetics on his face one by one, like a palette on a drawing board.
Then, under Wu Binsheng's wide-eyed gaze, he swept the cosmetics into his backpack and left the dormitory.
Wu Binsheng picked up the phone beside the bed and took a look at it.
The time shows 10:58.
There are two minutes left before curfew.
Even if I want to leave school, I won’t be able to make it in time, right?
At that time, Wu Binsheng didn't take this matter seriously.
Zhao Jiale's family background is not very good, and his personality is even more withdrawn than his.
I myself don't like dealing with strangers.
Even if we see each other during the day.
Nor will I ask.
The next night.
As usual, Wu Binsheng was awakened by the rustling sound.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Zhao Jiale, with a face like a palette, standing beside his bed, grinning eerily and smearing the lipstick on his stunned face...
"Master Tang, why is Zhao Jiale entangled with that kind of thing?" Wu Binsheng looked suspicious.
"No, Wu Binsheng, don't you think it's scary? You look genuinely curious, not afraid at all."
[She's wearing makeup meant for the dead and standing at the head of the bed, giving a strange smile. Damn, that's such a vivid image. If it were me, I'd have been frightened to death.]
[He's a ruthless person. His mentality is worthy of being a funeral major.]
Wu Binsheng looked at the comments and thought that netizens were just praising him.
Tang Yu said, "It's no accident that your roommate is haunted by a ghost. To earn money for his studies, he applied for a part-time job at a funeral company, specializing in applying makeup to corpses."
"Because of his superb skills, he was targeted by some evil spirits with untidy faces. They induced him to do their makeup and promised him a high reward."
"Unable to resist the temptation, Zhao Jiale agreed. Under the guidance of the ghosts, he even learned to leave his body and go to the cemetery to make up the ghosts. However, if the human soul and ghosts are mixed together for a long time, it is easy to cause trouble."
Wu Binsheng broke out in a cold sweat, "What will become of Zhao Jiale in the end?"
"He will become a true ghost, controlled by evil spirits, slowly lose his kindness and reason, and eventually turn to murder."
This guy is so brave! He actually went to a cemetery to make up ghosts. Which is more important, money or life?
[I feel like I can't complain much, so I want to ask you guys who are studying funeral services, are you naturally bold, or is it something you've developed through practice?]
What should I do now? Sharing a dormitory with Zhao Jiale is dangerous.
Wu Binsheng was stunned when he heard this.
I didn't expect things to be so serious.
That night, Zhao Jiale stood at the head of the bed. Could it be that he wanted to kill him?
"Master, is there any way to save Zhao Jiale? I know him. Although he's a loner, he works hard to support himself and is a very good person. I've even seen him feed stray cats."
"He comes from a poor family, and he helps those ghosts with their makeup just to make some extra money."
"Yes, I'll send you a talisman. When Zhao Jiale falls asleep tonight, stick this talisman on him. While you're at it, cut off his toenails and fingernails, and he'll be free from the evil spirit's clutches."
As he spoke, Tang Yu took out a golden rune from his pocket, stood up and handed it to Chen Hongyu, "I'll leave this matter to you."
"yes."
Chen Hongyu respectfully took the talisman and disappeared in a flash.
Tang Yu looked at Wu Binsheng in the picture: "I asked someone to send the talisman paper to you. You don't have to worry about it now, just give it to her."
Wu Binsheng was stunned and didn't know who the master was talking about.
However, the matter was finally resolved.
He stood up and bowed to the camera, "Thank you, Master."
[She? He? When did Master Tang get a new helper? My curiosity is burning.]
[Master Tang is beautiful and capable. I guess he must be a super handsome guy! And he must be very capable. Otherwise, how could he catch the host's eye? Hehe.]
Is it possible that it is actually 'it' that can deliver the talisman paper in a short time? Can a normal person do this?
[This is probably the biggest one. Wow, so cool. You are indeed a master of metaphysics.]
"Shhh."
Tang Yu put his index finger to his mouth, blinked his left eye, and smiled as he sent out the second lucky bag.
The person who drew the lucky bag was a middle-aged woman around thirty-five or thirty-six years old.
She had a worried look on her face, but when she saw Tang Yu, she suddenly became excited.
After brushing an aunt certification, "Master Tang, my husband may be possessed by evil spirits, please help me take a look."
Then, netizens saw the scene change and the camera was focused on a man with a flushed face and dark circles under his eyes lying on the bed.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he kept mumbling with his eyes closed, as if he was having a nightmare.
[I can see it clearly. Your husband is not just in a bad mood, he must be possessed.]
[Where has your husband been? How did he become like this?]
Tang Yu glanced at the man and said, "Yes, your husband is possessed by evil spirits."
The woman's name was Ah Miao. Upon hearing this, she slapped her thigh and said, "I knew it was unlucky."
"My husband is a fisherman and loves fishing. A few days ago, he went fishing in a reservoir deep in the mountains and ended up fishing up a female corpse..."
"He was terrified and called the police immediately. He came back that night with a high fever and is still in a daze and unconscious."
"We went to the hospital, and the doctor just said he was in shock and that he'd be fine after a few days of rest and some medicine. But as you can all see, it's been several days, and my husband hasn't gotten any better."
"Besides, my husband isn't a coward, otherwise he wouldn't often go fishing alone in the mountains. I've seen other people catch corpses before..."
[…..Aside from fish, fishermen can catch all sorts of things.]
[Do you know how many unsolved cases involve bodies discovered by fishermen?]
"So your husband was possessed by that female ghost. Did she suffer some injustice? Could she have been murdered and her body dumped in the mountains?"
Fisherman: I want to find a fishing spot that's off-the-beaten-path, where no one will compete with me. Murderer: I want to dump the body somewhere off-the-beaten-path, where no one will find it.
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