Xu Rui waited for me to finish swinging the whip before opening the door of the morgue and walking in on her own......

It seems that Xu Rui and Uncle Liu are not completely alike, at least this is bold, Xu Rui and her father are exactly the same, entering the morgue is the same as entering the office.

Although I was accompanied by a goddess, as soon as I stood at the door of the morgue, I could remember the strange laughter of that day, and my legs were weak and I couldn't take a step.

Xu Rui searched inside for a long time with the list, and finally found Fu Xiaoying's mortuary box, turned around and whispered to me, "Fight, come in quickly, help me pull her out!"

"Good ......" Even if I was afraid, I couldn't lose face in front of the goddess, gritted my teeth, and I still entered the morgue.

The moment I opened the morgue, how glad I hadn't eaten breakfast, or I would have to throw it all up...... Fu Xiaoying had already entered the corpse refining furnace once, and the corpse had been cut by the blade, and none of the swollen body was intact, and most of the internal organs flowed out, which was really disgusting many times more than before.

Xu Rui didn't seem to have anything, but looked at the paper bag in her hand bitterly, and said embarrassedly, "It's hard to put on clothes like this...... I don't know if her family knows about her situation, her body is swollen, and it will be troublesome if the clothes are not the right size. ”

The corpses are already like this, so it's useless to put on makeup, right?

I looked at Xu Rui suspiciously, and asked her, "She's like this, shouldn't she be able to melt?"

"Yes, it will be as beautiful as when I was alive, believe me. Xu Rui threw the paper bag containing the clothes to me, blinked her left eye confidently, and said with a smile, "Let's push it to the dressing room first, now my body is still a little hard, and it is not easy to suture the wound cut by the blade." ”

I really have to admire Xu Rui, she looks like a weak girl, how can she face the corpse so easily......

After the corpse was pushed to the dressing room, Xu Rui put on the white coat she wore for work, put on a mask, and gloves...... Skillfully stuff the internal organs of the deceased back into the stomach little by little...... There was no disgust at all.

Forgive me for not seeing any big scenes, but my stomach is already flooded with turmoil.

I covered my mouth and looked at Xu Rui's hand holding her internal organs with disgust, "Hey, hey, don't you feel evil...... Is it uncomfortable?"

Xu Rui looked at me funny, took out the needle and red thread from the toolbox, put it on carefully, the fine needle quickly and delicately shuttled on the flesh and skin of the corpse, and said casually, "How come, if you want to dress her, you have to sew it up first......

My God, why do I feel that since I entered this crematorium, my three views have been destroyed, and I am afraid that I will not cover my nose when I see a dung truck in the future.

There were too many wounds on the female corpse, and it took Xu Rui nearly two hours to stitch it up, and the corpse was a little oozing out, during which I didn't do much help except for threading needles for her.

I think Xu Rui's level of sewing and mending clothes should be good, looking at the wound she sewed for the female corpse, although it was sewn on the flesh, the stitches were fine and neat, much better than my single dog.

But I didn't understand how to use red thread to stitch up the corpse just now? Isn't there a surgical thread for suturing wounds from Wang Dajun, and the use of red thread is too abrupt...... Now looking at Fu Xiaoying's corpse, I seem to understand a little, Xu Rui did not simply stitch the corpse, but did "embroidery" on the corpse. In addition to the corpse's wounds, which were stitched up, there were also traces of red threads on the rest of the parts that were not wounded, and these parts looked like some strange characters when they were connected......

"How's that, it's beautiful, isn't it?" Xu Rui sighed as if admiring a work of art, looking at Fu Xiaoying's corpse.

Fu Xiaoying's corpse, which was stitched together with red thread, looks like an ugly rag doll full of patches, how can it be beautiful, I have to wonder if there is a huge problem with Xu Rui's aesthetics...... In this case, I don't have a chance, after all, I think I'm still relatively handsome......

I kept a distance of one meter from the corpse, looked at the corpse curiously, and asked, "Anyway, why do you want to sew red threads on places that are not broken?

Xu Rui didn't answer me, mysteriously picked up the needle that had just stitched up the corpse, and pressed it against the corpse's throat, intending to pierce it......

The lights in the morgue suddenly dimmed, and when they were back on, Fu Xiaoying's white and thick hands had already grabbed Xu Rui's neck, and asked sharply, "What do you want to do?"

This scene was extremely thrilling, and I couldn't see the beauty being wronged, so I grabbed the whip in my hand and threw it at Fu Xiaoying......

Almost at the same time, Xu Rui pulled out the red thread on the needle with one hand and quickly wrapped it around Fu Xiaoying's wrist, dragged it back, and the other hand firmly pierced the corpse's throat, and said mischievously, "Give you makeup, make you beautiful!"

Because of Xu Rui's tug, my whip didn't hit Fu Xiaoying's body in the end......

Then in the next second, I began to congratulate myself again that my whip did not fall on Fu Xiaoying, otherwise I would have regretted my death...... I don't know what method Xu Rui used, Fu Xiaoying's ghost changed a lot in an instant, it was exactly the same as the pure and beautiful woman in the previous autopsy list photo, and what made people's blood gush was that she was completely naked!!

As a man, how can you miss such a glamorous picture...... After all, she is a student of the dance art school, Fu Xiaoying's body is like her face, exuding the youthfulness and purity of a girl, her skin is transparent and smooth, her upper peak is delicate and straight, there is no excess fat around her waist, and her two straight long legs are almost perfect......

My gaze wandered uncontrollably on Fu Xiaoying's body, and I sighed from the bottom of my heart, my mother was really lucky to see such a beautiful Dong body.

Fu Xiaoying may not have realized the change in herself at first, probably because she saw the hue of my face, looked down at her body, reacted, and immediately became angry, and the two fingers of her right hand flew towards me in a hook shape, "What are you looking at?

Nima, I forgot that this girl is a ghost, this time she is dead, she is dead, and we hurriedly protect our eyes with one hand......

But after waiting for a while, Fu Xiaoying's ghost claw didn't arrive for a long time, and it was Xu Rui's heavenly voice, "I'm sorry, I forgot to dress you, fight, hurry up and come over and help me help her and change her clothes." ”

I put down my hand and saw Fu Xiaoying's ghost, the two hands were wrapped by Xu Rui with a red thread and couldn't move, the other end of the red line was dragged by Xu Rui, and Xu Rui was waving to me at this time.

"Oh......" I glanced at Fu Xiaoying with palpitations, and was scared when I met her eyes that were about to kill, and took a few steps back, only to say, "I don't dare to ......"

Xu Rui looked at Fu Xiaoying provocatively and threatened, "You don't let him help you dress you, do you want to be a naked female ghost all the time?"

Fu Xiaoying was killed by Xu Ruizhi, even if there was more dissatisfaction in her heart, there was still no way, she had no choice but to glance to the side, and said hatefully, "Hurry up and wear it!"

It's not simple, it's not simple, this Xu Rui also has two brushes, if she helps, I won't be bullied so badly by Fu Xiaoying......

I must curry favor with Xu Rui, so that even if Fu Xiaoying's matter is not done, I will not be able to die.

"You're a makeup artist, and you've got this hand. I hurriedly ran to Xu Rui, stretched out my thumbs, and gave a thumbs up.

Xu Rui took out the skirt from the paper bag, handed it to me, and chuckled, "It's true that I'm a makeup artist, but I don't turn into a corpse or a ghost!"