Ask me what kind of oil is oil.....

"Human oil?"

I asked casually.

Zhao Banxian didn't speak, nodded heavily, and I chuckled in my heart.

Sure enough, it was an old oilman, and it is estimated that he noticed it when he applied his face, and he could still endure the nausea and make a cheerful look, and he really had some ability.

Zhao Banxian said that he had smelled the smell, he had business contact with the funeral home before, and when he entered the crematorium, the smell was exactly the same, some sour, and the grease was more delicate than ordinary oil, and he was very impressed at that time.

I've heard the news of some black-hearted funeral parlors and taverns, going to sell corpse oil for stir-frying, but I can't imagine that this beauty club also uses corpse oil to make cosmetics.

Zhao Banxian shuddered and said, "This is not corpse oil at all, it's human oil!" Fresh oil extracted directly from a living person, that is different. ”

When he said this, I thought of a lot of horrors, and if it was oil from a living person, it would be a little scary.

In fact, human oil is used in many yin arts.

Southeast Asia basically has, before Zhao Xiaoliu mentioned a mouthful of raising ghosts, burning the baby's chin with candles, as well as the more famous head lowering technique, the medium is also human oil, and now the more powerful is Thailand, because it is more chaotic, the people believe this, and even burn the dead baby oil, put it in a small bottle to sell, some bold Chinese tourists dare to buy.

Zhao Banxian breathed a sigh of relief and said to me with a serious face: "This beauty club, cosmetics made of human oil, no wonder the business is so good." ”

I nodded.

It has been used for makeup since ancient times, and it is a very common technique.

The earliest can be traced back to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, when it was a troubled time, those psychopathic eunuchs and eunuchs liked beauty, disregarded human life, killed a lot of peasants, refined oil, said that this method can keep youth forever, this similar witchcraft, is from that will be handed down.

Zhao Banxian said: "This third floor is definitely weird! It's not us who stay, Boss Nanin.... It's just a demon, this special profiteer, the kind who will do anything to make money, and the origin of his human oil is also a little terrible.... This kind of person, neither of us can afford to provoke, let's go downstairs, pretend not to know, and make up for a big health care to slow down. ”

Great health care? This old animal....

I held my breath and walked straight inside, "Encourage your mother, go and see, you're all in, people aren't here, we have to see the reality." ”

"What are you doing? The less we know about other people's secrets, the better, people take other people's sunny road, we take our single-plank bridge, don't... We must not provoke, and our peers will not be enemies. Zhao Banxian was startled, gritted his teeth, and hurriedly followed.

We went around in circles.

I was a little disappointed that I didn't find the rose essential oil just now, and I didn't find the tools to refine human oil, so I guess it wasn't refined here.

We also found a bedroom.

It should be that Ning Que used to live here, and it is estimated that he encountered the mites, so he didn't dare to live in the beauty club, which was also a lot more convenient for us.

At the end of the corridor on the third floor is a door, unremarkable, we went around and felt that there was only one place left, with a sign hanging on it that reads "High voltage danger, idlers enter by mistake", like an electric control room, and ordinary people will not enter rashly.

On the doorknob, a U-shaped lock of a bicycle was locked, and Zhao Banxian looked at the lock mouth, sighed and said, "This kind of lock is relatively old and can enter." ”

"How do you get in?" I asked him.

Zhao Banxian said that next door to his stall was a lock-picking stall, and he learned to use two hands, and even with a handy tool, he opened it and opened the door.

When I entered the door, it was not a dense circuit, it was very neat, it was a small incense hall, full of candles.

The central offering is not a rank, an ancestor, but a dried corpse, it looks like a little girl of seven or eight years old, already scorched, with a circle of black hair on her face and arms, a row of sharp fangs at the corners of her mouth, wearing a bride's small wedding dress, sitting quietly on the offering hall.

There are candles lit underneath and fruits offered, which is very seeping.

"Dry corpses? He's still in the store, raising imps? This pattern is the way to raise ghosts in Thailand, Kuman Thong? "I was shocked to see such a strange thing, and my hairs stood on end.

Zhao Banxian has more knowledge than people like me who have just entered the industry, he trembled and took out a cigarette from his clothes, wanted to light it, but didn't dare to light it, and said: "This is not raising a little ghost, nor is it a technique in Thailand, I'm afraid it's a yin marriage!" ”

"Yin marriage?" I was stunned for a moment.

Yin marriage, literally, the living and the dead marry.

In some places, most of the time, the rich party dies a child, and then spends money to let the child of the poor family marry his own dead child.

"That Ning is lacking, I'm afraid that the people on our road are still the Miao people on the Miao Ground, Yin marriage, raising Gu, refining human oil, these are all common customs over there."

When I heard this, my heart was pounding!

The owner of this beauty club is now a demon in my eyes!

I can understand this.

Even if it's a witch that raises little ghosts, I can understand it, after all, he is prosperous and prosperous, but he also refines human oil to make cosmetics..... This is simply outrageous!

", this place is oozing."

I was in the small room with the candles lit, and then carefully looked at the corpse of the little girl who was offering it for a while, it was really evil, and it was considered a long insight, so I cleared the traces and did not dare to stay longer, and hurriedly returned the same way and locked the door.

"Little brother, we didn't come today, you know? The big boss of the club, if you can pinch us to death, we will tell fortunes, and there is a master who gives people tattoos, you have the ability, but those who have the ability die early. "Zhao Banxian told me seriously for a while.

I just nodded, seriously.... No, no, no.

That person had a problem, and asked me to help him get a tattoo, probably with bad intentions, and he was very friendly before.

We were also fat, so we pretended to be calm and came to the corridor on the third floor and fastened the door from the outside, but as soon as we got out of the door, a gloomy white jade face was pasted in front of us:

"Mr. You, come to my beauty club for beauty?"

I raised my head and found that there was a hideous Ning Que in front of me, and I was almost so frightened that I sat down-

Got caught!

Ning Que's sudden appearance made my scalp explode.

Ning Que smiled strangely, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, and asked me, "Boss, did you see something upstairs?" ”

I held back and said with a dry smile, "What can you see?" The boss gave me two membership cards, and I came to do some beauty. ”

"What exactly do you see? Let's talk about it. He lit a cigarette and asked me.

"Didn't see anything." Can I say that I saw him get married and still use human oil to make cosmetics, so unconscionable, of course, I didn't see anything at all.

"Yes, yes, I'll pull the old cheek." Zhao Banxian's face was squeezed into a pile with a smile, "We have to go for a foot bath to experience the perfect appearance." ”

This old oilman also pretends to be quite similar.

"I guess you still see something, come in and talk." Ning Que looked at the two of us calmly, pointed to the third floor, and motioned for us to go upstairs.

I looked at his hideous face, and I really didn't want to go in.

It's terrible, but why don't we go in? This is someone's territory, come hard, there may be more terrible things happening, so many people oil, this is rather lacking..... I'm afraid that it has harmed a lot of people, and it is estimated that he is a murderous pervert.

We followed Ning Que and walked back to the third floor.

As soon as he came in, he came to a beauty room, turned on the light, pointed to the two white beds and motioned for me to sit down, and said to me calmly: "I can't hold on, have you got a plan for your tattoo, have you thought of a countermeasure?" Can I still be saved? ”

My scalp exploded and said, "Brother, I have to think about you, and I must find a way to tattoo you and solve your problems seriously." ”

"Isn't this a good tattoo, if you have money, you won't make it? Tattoo a bird, can't you eat insects? Whether it works or not, can't you try it!? Ning Que's voice became a little ruthless, as fierce as a stray wild dog, his eyes flashing red, and his fierce face was revealed.

His words made me completely understand that he is indeed a person in the underworld, a capable expert, and has a certain understanding of tattoo masters.

"Forget it....."

He took a deep breath, said sorry to himself, and lost his temper.

After speaking, he didn't speak, stood up, smoked one by one, took out a bottle of essential oil and dripped it on the cigarette, exhaled heavily, and said to himself: "Retribution, it's all retribution, I have killed too many people, and there are too many people who have killed." ”

This man smokes on the dripping smoke......

My eyelids jumped.

In the beauty room, I was so stiff, Zhao Banxian shrank in the corner and said nothing, and the two of us watched Boss Ning smoke.

After more than ten minutes of silence, I couldn't sit still, this is special, the two of us can't go back, right?

Is this Ning Que trying to take the two of us to refine oil?

I stubbornly said, "Boss, why don't we see you at the tattoo parlor tomorrow, and I'll think about your illness again and think of a way?" ”

"This matter can't be delayed, and it will be resolved today."

Ning Que took a deep look at me, pressed the cigarette butt, and said viciously: "My problem, I know it myself, what is the origin of that worm, I know it clearly, there is no way to cure it, I just hold on to a glimmer of hope, see if I can save it, now.... Should you save my rotten life, boss, you have the final say! ”

I didn't say anything, his fierce look made me unimaginable.

Ning Que slapped his cheek fiercely, like a madman, and laughed madly and said: "I have never mentioned anything in my life to anyone, in fact, my face, sooner or later, will rot one day, since the time I named it, there has been such a day." ”

I froze.

Suddenly, a word came to mind in my mind: Rather lack, don't rot?

He stood up, opened the small room, the small incense hall, looked at the dried corpses inside, and said feverishly: "Actually, my life is already enough... In my life, I have the purest love in the world, the beauty of spring and snow, and our love is unparalleled in the world. I have some words, I have been holding back for half my life, I want people to know, so that even if I die, I will die without being aggrieved...."

He looked at us calmly again and said, "You just met Xiaoxin, right?" She and I are married. ”

I was silent for a moment.

In the mourning hall, the person who married her was a seven or eight-year-old girl, and he said pure love, he was an adult and a seven or eight-year-old girl? True love?

I inexplicably thought of Brother Sheng.

I feel that things are a little complicated, his smoking appearance is extremely pure, is it really love? Now that he is willing to speak, I have to listen to him, and I have to weigh ......

His illness is not saved.

And my current life, is there still salvation?

As soon as he opened his mouth, I was not calm, he pointed to the corpse of the little girl on the incense hall and said: "She raised me, that is, my adoptive mother, and the person I love the most." ”