Chapter 1007: The Prank of the Makeup Artist

However, what terrified Gu Shuxue was that the funeral hall was not far away, but no matter how she ran, she could not reach it. The road seemed to be extremely long.

Gu Shuxue remembered some legends about ghosts in the Beijing circle, and she was even more terrified and scared, and tears fell straight from her eyes.

When Gu Yang returned to the funeral hall, she found Gu Shuxue running in a circle on the open space.

She was confused. Is this a place for running? Gu Shuxue also has a strange habit of running in the funeral home?

Gu Yang passed by and suddenly stopped, realizing that something was wrong.

She is so big, and Gu Shuxue didn't see it?

Gu Yang called her, "Gu Shuxue?"

Gu Shuxue did not respond and continued to run.

"You were hypnotized."

Gu Yang suddenly realized, walked in front of Gu Shuxue, stretched out a foot, and tripped her.

Gu Shuxue fell to the ground, her eyes gradually cleared, but her face was still full of fear, and she kept muttering to herself: "Ghost, ghost..."

It seemed that she was frightened.

Gu Yang asked, "Who did you meet just now?"

Gu Shuxue was panicking and frightened when she suddenly saw Gu Yang, who was quite familiar to her. She got up and grabbed her like she had caught a piece of driftwood in the sea. "Ghost, this place is haunted!"

Gu Yang dodged lightly and didn't let her catch her. "You are a top student of Hua University, but you are so superstitious. Who did you meet just now?"

Gu Yang was a firm materialist and naturally didn't believe in ghosts and gods.

Moreover, she didn't think Gu Shuxue looked like she had seen a ghost, but rather like she had been played a prank by a hypnotist.

Gu Shuxue reacted violently and spoke incoherently, "It's a ghost! Her face is whiter than paper, and her lips are like they have sucked blood. She even smiled at me and said goodbye... but she couldn't say goodbye. Yes, it's that undertaker, she's a ghost!"

"The undertaker?"

Gu Yang was thinking about something, and suddenly heard the sound of footsteps on branches coming from the bushes in the dark, and suddenly looked over there.

"Who's over there?"

No one came out. Gu Yang walked over there, but didn't see anyone, but there were obvious traces of trampling on the ground.

She looked around, as if thinking about something.

"Gu Yang, where are you going? Wait for me!"

Seeing that she was about to leave, Gu Shuxue was scared and chased after her immediately.

She was really scared out of her wits by the boundless darkness and fear, fearing that after Gu Yang left, she would never be able to finish this road.

After they walked away, behind a tree, the bark peeled off like a piece of cloth, and the petite undertaker stood in the bushes, watching the two figures.

A golden thread hung from the tall and dense tree, and a boy jumped down along the golden thread.

The boy showed his small tiger teeth when he smiled, and he nudged the petite girl next to him with his arm, "Hey, Shishi, didn't you say you were going to do something to Gu Yang?"

The makeup artist looked at him with a faint gaze.

Xiaoxiao's eyelids jumped, "Can you change this dead person's makeup first? It's weird, it's scary."

Although he is not as timid as the singer, he still feels that facing a dead person's face in the funeral home is quite creepy.

The makeup artist took out a small pink mirror and cotton pads from her pocket, and said to the mirror while removing the makeup: "I am no match for her. Let the singer do it."

Xiaoxiao caught up with the makeup artist and was curious: "By the way, how did that woman offend you? Why don't you do something to Gu Yang and play a prank on her?"

Speaking of Gu Shuxue, the makeup artist was disgusted, "She has a foul mouth."