Yang Jin bared her teeth and showed a look of disdain at me, she said that I was just a paper person, and I was not qualified to talk nonsense here.

I turned around and slammed into Gu Xuanwu, who came out of it in a hurry, almost frightening me.

He asked me to come in with a straight face, saying that I didn't need to be too sharp and speak ill of the people of Yangjia Village.

I was stunned, but I was grateful to him for saving my life, I was somewhat biased towards him in my selfish heart, and even wanted to defend him in front of Yang Jin.

But he's good, and he looks like he's completely out of the way.

The sky slowly darkened, and the village chief came to look for Gu Xuanwu, as if it was Yang Wen's corpse that had some accidents, and Yizhuang didn't accept it, so in the end, he still had to ask Gu Xuanwu to go.

I just thought Gu Xuanwu was a simple papermaker, but I didn't expect him to paint dead makeup.

The village chief asked Gu Xuanwu to go to the ancestral hall, and I helped with the toolbox, and when I saw Yang Wen's body, I couldn't help but be startled.

"The righteous woman said that Wenwen's face can't be printed with the face of the ancestral hall, and he can't be accepted." The village chief was very anxious, his face was embarrassed, and he said that only Mr. Gu could help repaint the makeup.

Gu Xuanwu nodded, he agreed, and he didn't care about the reproach of the previous village chief at all.

He made a stool and sat in front of Yang Wen, the corpse, with distorted facial features and a pale face, and the skin also floated up, and along the skin, it was as if the skin on the entire face could be lifted.

Gu Xuanwu took out a human face mold and aimed at Yang Wen's face.

"Take the bamboo stick for me." Gu Xuanwu was silent, and I only reacted from the shock.

His slender fingers took the bamboo stick from my hand, re-supported Yang Wen's face, pressed the mold, and realigned his facial features.

He helped Yang Wen straighten his facial features again, and brushed a bunch of powder on it, completely covering up the blood-mottled bloodstains.

He gently traced Yang Wen's makeup, which was particularly delicate, and even the eyebrows and eyes were drawn extremely realistically, and I stood behind him and couldn't help but praise it from the bottom of my heart.

The face of a completely living man appeared in front of him, and except for the pale that was covered by powder, the rest was no different from a person.

Gu Xuanwu put away his tools and asked me to take out a piece of red paper.

He took scissors, cut out the shape of a copper coin, and pasted it on Yang Wen's lips.

When the village chief came in, he had already trimmed Yang Wen.

"It's still Mr. Gu who has a way." The village chief smiled flatteringly, saying that if you want to send the corpse tonight, Mr. Gu will also come over.

Gu Xuanwu nodded, did not refuse, he glanced at Yang Wen, and said again: "The makeup was changed, so I simply changed him into clean clothes, and there were some blood stains on his body." ”

"It's still Mr. Gu who is thoughtful." The village chief clapped his hands, looking very satisfied, he squinted his eyes and said that this is all the glory of Wenwen.

I looked at the village chief, and his boastful appearance was like a child who died in vain, it was really glorious.

Gu Xuanwu responded lightly and didn't say anything.

"Yang Jin's woman, don't take it to heart, her man is gone, and she is also thinking about finding a good man." The village chief also heard about Yang Jin's troubles about the Gu family, and acted as a bad person, comforting him here.

Gu Xuanwu said that he understood, and the village chief breathed a sigh of relief, saying that he would go to make it clear to Yang Jin later, and he must not insult Mr. Gu's name.

This man is really shameless.

"In the evening, Xiaolou will come along." The village chief suddenly turned his gaze and landed on me, his eyes were too red, and there was a hint of calculation in it.

It was uncomfortable to watch.