I pestered Tracy for a long time, and at first she didn't agree to let me see how she worked. But I couldn't stand the hard work, and finally agreed. Our destination was a funeral home, but there was no one here except for some staff. After all, it's already five o'clock in the afternoon, and it's the staff, and I haven't seen a few here. I asked Tracy and said, "It's all this time, it seems that there is no one here." Tracy said helplessly: "There's no way, I have to prepare a farewell ceremony here tomorrow, it's more urgent, so this makeup must be finished today." I nodded, thinking, "This little girl has a strong sense of responsibility." ”

Walking in an empty funeral home, there is a cold feeling, like suddenly blowing the air conditioner after taking a shower. This is not the most uncomfortable place, the most uncomfortable thing is that it is too quiet here, so quiet that only footsteps can be heard, and there are echoes. Luckily, there's Tracy here, otherwise even I would have been a little scared. Tracy seemed to know where she was going, and I didn't ask too much and just followed her. After walking for a while, we stopped in front of a door, and Tracy looked at me and said, "You better not go in, I'm afraid you'll react when you see the corpse, you may be afraid, and maybe you will have nightmares later." I thought to myself, "That's what happened when my brother was in the morgue and fought against the faceless female corpse." When I saw those directly disfigured corpses in that warehouse, my brother didn't blink his eyelids, and when he was in Xiaoniu Mountain, when my brother reached out to take something from the corpse's mouth, he didn't know how to write the words. Nightmare? Brother feels that since his brother returned to M City here, it has been a nightmare. ”

I smiled and said, "You're not afraid of a girl, what am I afraid of." Let's go, it's okay. Tracy still looked at me worriedly, and wanted to say something, I continued: "It's okay, it's okay, you see it's clear here, you let me be outside, I feel even more scared, it's better to go in and accompany you, at least I can see someone who can move, right?" Trish shook her head, pushed the door open and walked in, and I followed.

The room is small in size, with only a table and a morgue. On the morgue was a corpse covered with a white cloth, and looking at the outline of the white cloth and the hair hanging down, it looked like a woman. Inside, Tracy turned on the light, and the room became brighter. Tracy said to me again, "You should stand here and don't go over." I thought to myself, "How terrible is it, I really think I'm a rookie?" He said, "It's okay, it's all here, I can see everything." Tracy shook her head and said, "Then I don't care about you, I'm going to get to work." I nodded.

I saw Tracy take off the white coat from the door and put it on, then took out a mask from her bag and put it on, and then put on rubber gloves. I thought to myself: "The equipment is really complete, I was so unequipped that I took the flesh with my empty fists, and it seems that when I do it myself, I also need to get some protective equipment or something, at least hygienic, isn't it?" Tracy walked to the morgue with her bag, placed it on the table in front of the morgue, and looked back at me as if she was worried about me. I smiled, and she shook her head again, and lifted the white cloth that covered the corpse, revealing only the corpse's head.

When I saw the corpse's face, I was also shocked. This is a good female corpse, but half of her face seems to have been scraped by something hard, and there is a piece of flesh missing from her right face, and on her bloodless face, there is another bright red wound, and the piece of flesh hangs down on her face, and only a little skin is attached. Half of his lips were half-open, and his white teeth were bared, as if he were smiling. There are countless scratches on the right side of the face, some are deep to the bone, some are turned over the skin, some are turned over the flesh, and there is some bright red in the pale. Tracy looked back at me again, and I smiled awkwardly and said, "It's okay, how did she get the wound on her face?" Tracy said with a mask: "It's a car accident, your mental quality is not bad, I'm really not afraid." I thought to myself, "I'm not afraid, I'm just uncomfortable." He said: "I told you that I was not afraid, and you are still worried about me." Tracy snorted, then began to take out the needle and thread and began to stitch up the wounds.

I asked curiously, "Not only does she have a wound on her face, but you also have stitches on her body?" Tracy said while stitching up the wounds on his face: "I don't care about the wounds on my body, someone stitches them, I'm only in charge of the face, different wounds need to be sutured with different suture techniques, otherwise you won't be able to put on makeup later, if you stitch it casually, even if you put it on, it won't look good." I nodded, I didn't expect there to be this knowledge here, it's really like a mountain. Tracy's movements were brisk and careful, and in just ten minutes, she changed four different models of needles. In particular, it took about 30 minutes to stitch the lips together. At this time, if you look at the face of this corpse, the left side is a normal person, and the right side is like a rag that has been stitched together. I, a layman, can't see any difference in the stitching, maybe the thread used is a little thinner, some places are denser, and some places are looser.

After stitching up the wounds on the corpse's face, Tracy took out another piece of wax, cut a small piece with a knife, and began to fill in the fleshless parts of the corpse's face. Her movements were delicate and careful, and when she had filled in the fleshless parts of the corpse's face, she began to lean back into the wounds that had been stitched up. I asked curiously, "What is this for?" Tracy said lightly: "When you can put on makeup, so as not to affect the beauty of these lines, you have to use something to block it." ”

After Trish did this, I looked at my watch, and it had been more than an hour. At this time, she took out the things she used for makeup and began to make up for the corpse. Applying makeup to a corpse is actually the same as applying makeup to someone, but when dealing with those wounds, Tracy changes more tools and does it very carefully. Just as I was seriously watching Trash put on makeup on the corpse, I suddenly felt a chill in front of me, and I felt that something was wrong, so I first turned out a heavenly thunder talisman and quietly opened the eye of heaven. When I opened my eyes and looked forward, I saw a ghost standing in front of me, with its face facing me, looking down at Tracy putting makeup on the corpse.

When I looked at the ghost, I realized that it was the woman lying on the morgue. And just as I was about to play the Heavenly Thunder Talisman, I hesitated. I thought to myself: "This thing doesn't seem to hurt anyone, it seems to be looking at the makeup of her corpse." If she makes a move now, this thing will definitely not be able to escape, but it will definitely expose the target, and it will attract the attention of Tracy, who now has no idea that there is a ghost standing next to her watching her make up for the corpse. If she makes a move, Tracy will definitely find that she doesn't believe in ghosts in her heart, and if she knows that there are ghosts in the world now, and they are standing by her side, I don't know if she will dare to do this business in the future. ”

I reckon this kind of thing must have happened before, but Tracy herself didn't know it. I watched for a long time, and the ghost still looked down at the makeup of the corpse urging Trash, and there was no movement during the process. I thought: "This thing won't hurt Trash, after all, Tracy is serving her, and she really can't take out that face, but now that she has painted it, this thing won't be mad, right?" "I was still a little worried in my heart, so I replaced the Heavenly Thunder Talisman in my hand with a Soul Suppression Talisman. I've been paying attention to this ghost's every move, and as long as she has any unusual behavior, the soul calming talisman in my hand will be waiting for her first. My mind is now completely on this ghost, and I don't pay attention to Tracy's makeup anymore, and I don't even know until Tracy finishes painting.

"It's done." It was then that I came to my senses, and swept the corpse on the morgue with my peripheral vision, and found that it was completely different from the face I had seen when I had just entered. Although the right side of the face is a little unnatural compared to the left, it is completely unrecognizable that it has been injured. It's just that the right side of the face is a little fatter than the left side, and if you don't look closely, you can't see any difference at all, and now this face is like a bride to be married. I really didn't expect Tracy to have this kind of ghostly workmanship, at least I didn't expect half of my face like rags to be repaired like this. At this time, the ghost standing on the side raised his head and looked at Tracy and me with a smile. I was a little hairy to watch, of course, Tracy didn't know that there was a ghost around her, and I couldn't have let her know about this, otherwise I would have done it a long time ago.

Just when I thought the ghost was about to make the next move, and I was about to make a move, she suddenly disappeared. I glanced around the room, and Tracy saw that I looked a little weird and asked, "What's wrong?" I subconsciously shook my head and said, "I always feel that this place is eerie." Tracy glanced at the corpse's face again, then covered it and said, "It's over, let's go." Tracy wiped off her gloves and washed her hands, and I continued to look around the room, and by the time Tracy had finished packing her things, I still hadn't noticed anything suspicious. I just gave up, and thought: "I guess this ghost came to see Tracy to put on makeup for herself, after all, everyone has a love for beauty, and ghosts are no exception, who wants to die with a rotten face like half a rag?" Even if it goes into a crematorium, it has to be perfect, isn't it? Besides, this corpse will hold a farewell ceremony tomorrow, of course I would like to see my relatives and friends when they see me for the last time, and it is estimated that this ghost is in this kind of heart, so I came back to see it. ”

Thinking of this, I didn't find anything more wrong, so the surname Suo dispelled his guard. By the time we walked out of the room, it was already dark outside, and the dim lighting in the hallway was even more creepy. At this time, Tracy took out the phone and dialed a number, and when it was connected, she said: "The body in the car accident at the funeral home has been painted, you should faint her in the morgue, pay attention not to adjust the temperature too low, otherwise the makeup on her face will fall off." When Tracy hung up the phone, she gave me a thumbs up and said, "You're really good, I didn't expect you to be really afraid." I smiled slightly and said, "There's nothing to be afraid of, after all, they're all dead, can they still cheat the corpse?" Tracy said, "It seems that I have made up your friend, let's go, I'll invite you to dinner." To tell you the truth, I don't have any appetite at all, so I honestly say, "I'm not hungry yet." Tracy was stunned for a moment, as if she had thought of something, and said, "I'm sorry, after all, I've just seen a corpse, and ordinary people who have an appetite, hehe." ”

We walked as we talked, and we had reached the door of the funeral home. When we got into the car, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening, and I said to Tracy, "Let's go, I guess you're tired today, I'll take you home first." Tracy nodded and said, "Since you don't eat, then you might as well send me home." I nodded, and started the car. Tracy's home is in a village on the eastern outskirts, and she drove halfway across the city to get home. The phone numbers we left each other, I didn't enter her house, and we parted outside the gate.

By the time I got home on my own, it was already nine o'clock in the evening. Just as I was about to get the bottle of drink from the fridge, the phone rang, and I looked at the caller ID, since it was Tracy who had just separated from me. I thought to myself, "Is something wrong?" So he hurriedly pressed the answer button, only to hear the other end of the phone say with a crying voice: "Brother Qin, where are you now, something happened, something happened." My heart tightened, and I hurriedly said: "Don't cry, don't cry, if something happens, you say it slowly, don't worry, I'll be there soon." I comforted Tracy as I went into the house and grabbed my shoulder bag and went downstairs. I only heard that Tracy on the other side of the phone was still sobbing and said: "Brother Qin, come and take a look, I really don't have any friends, I really have no choice, so I called you, and I don't know what to do." I went downstairs and said, "Don't worry, what's wrong?" I'll be there right away. "Tracy said with some eagerness, 'I don't know what to say, come and see.'" After hanging up the phone and going downstairs, I drove to Tracy's house again.