The female ghost looked at Yue Ya and the group of evil ghosts behind him, and her mentality was a little broken.
She originally wanted to pull this sickly young man in to bully him, but she didn't expect that the person she pulled in was not just one person, but a team, a team that was more like villains than she was.
The female ghost regretted her decision and burst into tears. She offered the pink lipstick to you: "Since you like this lipstick so much, I will reluctantly give it to you. Now you can leave, right?"
As a red-clothed evil ghost, his dignity has been lost today.
Worried that the female ghost might play tricks, Fengfeng took the lipstick and passed it to Yueya after making sure it was safe: "Master, lipstick."
The ghost girl looked at the lipstick with tears in her eyes and couldn't help but said: "Since you like this lipstick so much, you must take good care of it. Remember to use it after each use..."
Yue Ya moved the orange candy to the right side of his mouth and looked at the ghost coldly: "Since you are so reluctant, let's go together."
The female ghost was so scared that she burped: "Let's go together... burp... what does... mean?"
Yueya smiled and motioned Fengfeng to hold the ghost girl's shoulders: "Take her away."
[Female ghost: I am willing to let go, I am extremely willing to let go, please put me down!]
[Hahahahahaha the female ghost is so miserable]
[Ghost girl’s dream: bullying players. Reality: being bullied by players]
When Yue Ya brought her back to the dressing room, the tears on the ghost girl’s face had not yet disappeared: “You’ve already got what you wanted, so please let go of a weak and pitiful ghost like me…”
Twelve and Keke saw this scene when they entered the dressing room and looked at each other in surprise.
Twelve: "Are all the red-clothed evil ghosts so cowardly now?"
Ke Ke pointed at Yue Ya and said, "That's because I met a guy who I had to admit defeat to."
The Ghost King who was waiting on the side felt the same way and nodded.
Ke Ke saw the lipstick marks on the mirror, combined with the ghost's words, she immediately understood the situation and asked Yue Ya: "Did you get the lipstick?"
"Yeah." Yueya pulled out a crumpled photo from the gap in the dressing table.
In the photo, a female corpse was lying on the ground with several decomposition lines on her body.
The bloody style of the paintings immediately reminded him of the photos he had seen in the small secret room. These two photos should have been taken by the same person.
Yueya turned the photo over and saw a line of small words on the back.
"Artwork No. 5, Xiaoxiao."
Yue Ya compared the photo with the female ghost and found that the red sutures on her face were exactly the same as the decomposition lines of the corpse in the photo.
The murderer must be a crazy pervert to call such a corpse a work of art.
Yueya asked the ghost: "Your name is Xiaoxiao?"
The female ghost took a look at the photo and a sad look appeared on her face: "Yes, this is my photo."
"Who killed you?"
Xiao Xiao's facial features were distorted in pain, and her voice even trembled: "The owner of the photo studio."
Yue Ya frowned: "The owner of the photo studio wanted to kill you, but you are still working for him?"
Xiao Xiao's resentment was growing: "Do you think I am willing? If I could beat him, I would have crushed him to ashes. Besides, I have to stay here to repay my gratitude, so I have to obey his orders."
Ke Ke asked: "What about repaying a favor? To whom should I repay a favor?"
"It's a long story," Xiaoxiao touched the stitches on her face. She probably needed an outlet to talk about her experience, so she took the initiative to talk about her experience: "I will never forget that day. I came to the photo studio at the appointment time. The boss received me gently and even provided me with a drink. As a result, I passed out after drinking that drink. When I woke up again, my hands and feet were tied, my mouth was sealed, and the boss walked towards me with an electric saw..."
Xiao Xiao choked up and became more emotional: "Even if I become a ghost, I will never forget the fear of having my body cut into pieces! If it weren't for the kind benefactor who sewed up my remains, I wouldn't even be able to become a ghost!"
So the murderer and the stitcher are two different people?
Xiaoxiao hated the murderer, but in order to repay the stitcher, she endured the humiliation and stayed in the photo studio.
Yue Ya thought of the note. The handwriting on the front and back were completely different, as if it came from two people with opposite personalities.
"Who is your benefactor?" Yue Ya asked.
Xiao Xiao became alert: "I won't tell you, don't even think about attacking him!"
"He poses no threat to me, why should I attack him?" Yue Ya looked into Xiao Xiao's eyes and said in a gentle and persuasive way, "I just want to ask more clearly so that I can find a way to help you get revenge."
"You help me get revenge?" Xiao Xiao was full of doubts: "Why would you be willing to help me get revenge?"
Yueya: "Can't you see that I'm a person who is willing to help ghosts?"
"……Really?"
"Really," Yue Ya said seriously, "If you don't tell me, I might accidentally hurt your benefactor."
This sentence touched Xiaoxiao's sore spot. She hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell the truth: "My benefactor is the secondary personality of the photo studio owner. They shared a body when they were alive, and they split into two souls after death. They look almost the same, but the benefactor is weaker, you can tell at a glance. The benefactor's soul is controlled by the vicious main personality, and everything I do is to protect him."
Yue Ya murmured softly: "Double personality? Things are starting to get complicated."
Twelve interrupted, "The double-sided note from before was hinting at this, right? It's really a combination of one good and one evil."
“Da da, da da…”
Suddenly, the sound of chains being dragged was heard in the room, and everyone looked towards the door vigilantly.
A woman wearing a white veil and with shackles on her feet stood by the door, emitting even more resentment than the evil ghost in red.
She stood there in silence, seemingly waiting for the player to speak first.
Yue Ya looked her up and down: "Makeup artist?"
"How did you guess my identity?" The makeup artist ghost was a little surprised.
Yue Ya lowered his gaze and stopped at the other person's sparkling nails: "The nail art is very eye-catching."
“…”
[You can’t show your face, so keep your nails delicate. This is the professional ethics of a makeup artist.]
[Unexplained sense of humor, all of them are funny comedy NPCs]
[If nothing else, the ghost girl’s nail art is really beautiful]
The makeup artist coughed twice and said, "I won't hurt you. I will leave after I finish my work. Just sit in front of the mirror and put the lipstick on the table."
Yueya casually made a puppet, put Xiaoxiao's soul into it, sat down slowly, and took out the lipstick: "Then thank you very much."
The makeup artist moved silently behind Yue Ya and said in a faint voice: "It's been a long time since I met a customer with such a good complexion. I'm a little excited."
Twelve, who was sitting next to him, shuddered: "What kind of guests did you receive before?"
The makeup artist laughed sinisterly and picked up the cotton pads on the table: "These are all customers who don't like to move. I have good skills and am very good at applying popular makeup."
The makeup artist touched the players' faces with cotton pads, and their skin and lips instantly lost their color. Their eyes also became gray and looked lifeless, even a little like sculptures.
Yue Ya looked at herself in the mirror, as if she was looking at a strange corpse.
The makeup artist smiled and said, "This is a popular makeup look in the underworld. Are you satisfied? After applying lipstick, the makeup is complete."
The makeup artist picked up the lipstick, and two pink dots appeared under the eyes of the players, making them look even weirder.
[Is this the dark makeup? It looks weird]
[As expected, they are here to take photos of the afterlife. They are wearing the makeup of a dead person, shivering]
[I feel like players will be traumatized]
"It's over." The makeup artist put down her lipstick, and when she withdrew her hand, she suddenly pinched Yueya's neck!
"Swish——" Something sharp appeared out of nowhere and pierced the makeup artist's wrist. She screamed in pain and decisively hid and ran away.
It all happened so suddenly that no one except the person involved could react.
"You ran really fast," Twelve frowned, "Who was helping us secretly just now, did you see clearly, Yueya?"
Yue Ya: "I didn't see anything. I just vaguely saw a little cold light. It should be a needle or a nail that pierced the makeup artist's wrist."
Yue Ya lowered his eyes. The other party was indeed too fast, even faster than him.
"It must be my benefactor who saved you!" Xiao Xiao, who had turned into a little puppet, waved her short hands and said, "In this house, only the kind-hearted benefactor will save people! Every time he does a good deed, he will be punished by the main personality, but he still does it without hesitation."
"Really?" Yue Ya went to get her lipstick, and saw a note on the ground: "Your benefactor left something for us."
Yueya picked up the note and saw that it said: Be careful, baby.
The handwriting is exactly the same as the previous sentence: "Even in hopeless places, there is still hope."
Twelve came over to read the note: "Is this a reminder that we may encounter dangers related to the doll next?"
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