The man sitting behind the computer is the author of the supernatural game comics, which have become unusually popular lately. His name is Zhou Rang, an undertaker in the four crematoriums, commonly known as the body makeup artist.

Having a background in art, he never imagined that he would end up becoming a person who made up dead people. Not only is the working environment extremely harsh, but also often disliked by relatives and friends.

In addition to lamenting God's injustice, he will use his expertise to draw comics on the Internet in his spare time, thinking that he can become popular overnight and become the object of everyone's attention.

But with his unpopular painting skills, not to mention famous, it is good to have one or two people watch it, and it was only complained by readers, and there was a burst of sarcasm digging in the comment area.

"What a servant street work, garbage. Waste my time. ”

"This TM author has a sick head, what kind of stuff he painted."

"I don't think so."

Just when he was about to give up his dream and prepare to concentrate on being an undertaker, he accidentally found a pencil in a person's belongings.

This pen is very beautiful, the wolf nib, the red sandalwood pen body, as an art professional, you can know that this is a good pen at a glance.

However, as a relic, this is obviously going to be burned, and he has a special love for paintbrushes, thinking that it is better to keep it and use it himself than to waste it in vain.

He has long had no taboos about using the deceased's things, and as a person who cleans the deceased and puts makeup into the funeral all day long, he doesn't have to live if he really has so many taboos.

Later, when he accidentally cut his hand at work, and when he held the pen again with his bloody hand, something magical happened. He and the pen seem to have the same mind, and he can draw the sketch of the comic book like a spring, and all the difficult drawing skills that he didn't know before can be at his fingertips.

The lines, light and shadow, structure, and space are all extremely skillful, and the works he has painted are almost the same as photographs.

After discovering that he had this ability, Zhou Rang decided that he must create a comic book that exploded, because the comic theme he chose for his work in the crematorium was supernatural.

The characteristics of a popular comic are not only top-notch artwork, but also novel stories and imagination. That's a bit difficult for him right now.

This also bothered him for a long time, but an accident made him turn around.

One night, when Zhou Rang was painting the remains of the deceased in his independent studio, he suddenly found that there was an extra person next to him, Zhou Rang thought that a family member had come in, and reprimanded her dissatisfied.

But when he saw the man clearly, he froze, because the person who appeared in the room turned out to be exactly the same as the dead man he was drawing.

At this time, he realized that this was a hell, which scared Zhou Rang, although he worked in the crematorium, it didn't mean that he was not afraid of ghosts.

To his surprise, the ghost did not hurt him, and was even a little afraid, or rather afraid, of the pen in his hand. After a period of exploration, Zhou Rang can finally be determined.

Those souls who have been painted by him are not only afraid of him, but also have to obey his command, a few souls once wanted to resist, but Zhou Rang only needed to use the pen to simply sketch the shape of the ghost on the paper, and then paint on it at will, and the ghost fairy would be hurt accordingly in reality.

To put it simply, Zhou Rang erased the head of the ghost he had drawn, and the ghost that appeared lost his head.

Since then, Zhou Rang has the ability to see ghosts and command them to tell the past of his life.

So in his comics, the unbelievable stories and vivid and terrifying images that appeared were not his brains, but the things he had seen and heard with his own eyes, and all he needed was realism, and realism was his newfound ability.

He also knew that his ability was too weird to tell others, so in reality he was still doing the work of an undertaker.

In front of the computer, he picked up his paintbrush again, stood up and walked to the workshop, burying the body of the newcomer.

White walls, white roofs, cold rooms.

There were three men and one woman standing in the studio of Zhou Rang's burial, and of course there was one lying down, and the cold environment made the deceased's remains look even paler, but it could still be seen that the deceased was a young woman about thirty years old.

One of the men wearing a crematorium uniform said: "Boss Niu, this Xiao Zhou is the best mortuary in our crematorium, graduated from a professional art school, and has first-class makeup skills. ”

"Well, put on the last makeup for my beloved wife, she loved beauty when she was alive, and there are many rewards for painting well."

"Brother-in-law, it's so scary here, I'm a little scared, just let my sister rest here, let's go out and wait." A delicately dressed woman is holding a man's hand and coquettishly at the moment.

Zhou Rang stood quietly to the side, watching their performance coldly, and did not say a word from beginning to end.

The man was bored when he saw that Zhou Rang didn't react, and said to the woman, "Okay little baby, let's go out." ”

The manager on the side accompanied him with a smile when he saw this, and he didn't forget to tell Zhou Rang before leaving.

"Draw a little better, and then Boss Niu will be happy to have a reward."

Zhou Rang also turned a deaf ear to the manager's words, and the manager glared at him and didn't bother with him. Dealing with dead people all day long, you can have a fart. If it weren't for the makeup, there are two brushes that would have opened you earlier.

The manager thought to himself and left the room with Boss Niu.

Zhou Rang was now the only one left in the studio, and the pale inferior lamp illuminated the room even more lifeless, and the room was silent, but he opened his mouth to the body.

"As soon as you died, my sister was fooling around with your husband, and the circle of rich people is really messy." Zhou Rang teased. As soon as Zhou Rang finished speaking, the room suddenly darkened, the inferior lamps flickered violently, and a cold wind blew towards him.

Zhou Rang did not panic, and lightly touched the face of the corpse with the paintbrush in his hand, and the light in the room returned to normal in an instant.

"Don't be impulsive, you still listen to me obediently, I'll let you out of anger in a while, I just need some money, and we don't owe each other."

From beginning to end, there was only Zhou Rang's voice in the room, echoing in the cold room.

Then he began to concentrate on painting the remains of the deceased, I have to say that his makeup is really a must, the dead woman looks lifelike, very peaceful, like a sleeping beauty. Not only can you not see a trace of death, but there is a delicate vividness, which even makes people want to kiss it.

Ten minutes later, Boss Niu and the manager returned to Zhou Rang's studio again. Read the latest chapter of the "Mortal Cultivation APP Claw Book House" for free for the first time.