Compared to Lu Xiaoyao frantically shaking her head and throwing off her red veil, Zhen Po's desperate struggle to slurp off the gag was truly impressive.
"Ptooey! Let go of me! You son of a bitch! Don't touch me!"
Zhen Po was so angry that she yelled, but less than two seconds later her mouth was stuffed shut again.
Especially since the gag had just rolled around on the ground, just three seconds ago.
Well, the gag has finally caught the attention of the dust on the ground, and now that it's been stuffed back into his mouth, it feels quite different.
Mingmei: "..."
Zhen Po: QvQ!!
"Oh dear, this bride has quite the temper!"
The old woman touched her forehead, which was covered by non-existent sweat. Seeing that Lu Xiaoyao's veil was gone, and that Zhen Po had also simply left her uncovered, she turned around and looked at Wang Wenfei, who had been quiet since she came in. Now, only Wang Wenfei was left without makeup.
"This young lady has a good foundation and looks good even without makeup, much better than that one..." The old woman glanced at Zhen Po behind her again, and even a fool could see the disdain in her eyes!
However, from Lu Xiaoyao's perspective, Mingmei saw that Zhen Po's makeup was so bad it looked like a dead person's. Her pale face was covered with two blobs of peach-pink blush. No matter what her skin was like, it couldn't withstand this!
Lu Xiaoyao couldn't stand the awful makeup anymore, so she looked over at Wang Wenfei. Well!
It was that big white brush again, just like painting the wall white, and Wang Wenfei's face quickly became unsightly.
[Hey Gui, can you adjust Lu Xiaoyao's third-person perspective for me? I want to see if Lu Xiaoyao's makeup looks like this right now.]
【Hold on.】
Gui Gui, who was watching the live stream with Mingmei, was naturally startled by the burial-like makeup on camera and helped Mingmei turn the camera to take a closer look—
oh!
We're all the same!
"This makeup..." Gui Gui asked in a complicated tone, "Was it always like this?"
"No, it's not..." Mingmei took a deep breath, thought for a moment, and said, "This is the burial makeup for the dead."
【How did you know?】
Considering the game's background, and then look at the makeup tools the opponent is holding, do you use oil brushes or something for applying makeup to people? These tools clearly don't look like they're meant for living people, do they?
"But... as far as I know, doesn't a mortician put on makeup to restore the deceased to their appearance in life?" Gui Gui hesitated, questioning her own knowledge.
Although this reserve is of little use, in the interstellar era, apart from dying of old age and having an intact body, in other cases of accidental death, basically nothing will be left.
[Ah, going back further, those who do makeup for the dead are required to distinguish between the living and the dead as much as possible, lest the deceased hallucinate that they are still alive and their spirit will not leave.]
Mingmei explained it very clearly, but Guigui discovered a blind spot.
[By the way, host, your previous world probably didn't require this knowledge, right?]
Gui Gui thought Ming Mei's words sounded just like something out of those horror and supernatural novels on Hua Lan Star.
[Host, don't you always say you're exhausted from studying? When did you start secretly reading things that don't align with the scientific understanding of this world?]
Mingmei: "..."
Mingmei felt very embarrassed when her secret was suddenly exposed like this _(：3」∠)_
She was bored during her winter break when she went to the mainframe for further studies, and out of curiosity, she clicked on some sensationalist headlines on the StarNet—#ChallengeYourHeartbeat, Dare to Try...#
And then—oh~
Although she knew it was fake, and that some things in her previous world were far more terrifying than what was described here, Mingmei found herself actually finding it quite appealing after reading it for a while!
So now, he's accidentally shown off and given himself away.
To be honest, if Gui Gui had a human form right now, she would be extremely disgusted and wouldn't be able to look her host in the eye.
"Ahem... I think what I said makes a lot of sense. Think about it, in this game, these brides were originally meant to be sacrificed, so putting on corpse makeup was just to please the boss, right?"
Not wanting to argue with Gui Gui about what she did during her vacation, Mingmei decided to bring the topic back on track.
[Hey! Look, Wang Wenfei's made her move!]
Gui Gui: [Host, trying to distract me like this probably won't work...]
As soon as Gui Gui finished speaking, Ming Mei lost all interest in listening to what Gui Gui was saying. She had really seen it!
Wang Wenfei had somehow managed to untie the rope from her hands, and then grabbed the teapot from the small table next to her and smashed it at the old woman!
"ah!"
"Go to hell!"
Taking advantage of the moment when the other person was unsteady after being hit by the teapot, Wang Wenfei raised her leg and kicked the other person to the ground with both feet.
She quickly untied the bindings on her feet, then hurriedly picked up the broken teacup shards from the ground and released Lu Xiaoyao and Zhen Po.
Wuhu!
"Ptooey! Ptooey! Ptooey!"
The three, now free, hadn't forgotten the old woman who had just been lying on the ground. Looking down, they saw her now a mangled paper effigy, covered in spilled tea. They realized what was happening—it was Biquge.
Are these paper effigies afraid of water?
Wang Wenfei looked at the tea stains on the paper effigy and the torn holes, clearly indicating that she had just done it.
"Hmm, I think so. I remember when I played this game before, it was raining at night, and I even saw that the color of my legs had faded from being soaked in the rain."
After Lu Xiaoyao said this, the three of them exchanged glances and immediately began searching the room.
Water, they need water!
Reality told them that the only pot of water had long been smashed by Wang Wenfei.
...
"Water..."
Mingmei looked up at the sky outside the door. She remembered that it would rain when it got dark.
"What?"
As soon as Zhen Hu finished eating his boxed lunch, he turned around and heard Mingmei sigh softly. He blurted out what Mingmei was talking about.
“They’re afraid of water,” Mingmei said, treating herself like an NPC in a game who could provide useful information, telling Zhen Hu and the others about the weaknesses of the paper figures.
“Water.” Nanami suddenly realized, “That makes sense, paper effigies are indeed afraid of water.”
Then he heard Mingmei say, "It's going to rain tonight."
Mingmei also told Qi Haikui and Zhen Hu the proverb that Mu Chen had said when it was raining at night when she first met him: "When the King of Hell marries his daughter, it rains at midnight." Qi Haikui and Zhen Hu listened with great interest.
"Speaking of the ancient planet Blue, it's truly amazing how such a single planet has nurtured so many cultures..."
Although this is just a folk tale, Qi Haikui and Zhen Hu still like it very much.
In particular, Zhen Hu, a fan of cultivation, took advantage of Mingmei's mention of the King of Hell and then proceeded to tell Qi Haikui a whole bunch of gods and immortals from heaven and earth.
And then there was the story of Pangu and Nuwa, which was also mentioned. Seeing that the two, who should have been getting down to business after finishing their lunchboxes, were now embarking on an irreversible quest to share ancient planetary myths, Di Mingmei couldn't help but tilt her head, puzzled—
Did they enter the game to discuss mythological stories?
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