novelraw Chapter 226 - 227: Mortuary Makeup
Chapter 226 - 227: Mortuary Makeup
Just as Su Nian was frowning, a person of indeterminate gender, wearing a baseball cap and a face mask, walked in.
Their specific features were unclear. They lifted their head slightly, and the eyes visible in the gap between the mask and cap were quite beautiful. Judging by the eyes alone, they must have been a person of exceptional looks.
However, ever since they came in, the foul odor mixed with the room’s fragrance had become more pronounced.
But even under the mask and cap, it was clear that they were very flustered at the moment.
Su Nian looked up slightly, rare for her to put down the peach in her hand. Her gaze swept over the person’s body, and she sniffed the air lightly.
This client was completely entangled in black ghost energy, but upon closer inspection, there were no ghosts following them, which was very strange.
Sensing Su Nian’s gaze, the person lowered their head, and their previously visible eyes could no longer be seen.
"Master, hello Master. My name is Zhang Yang."
His voice was very quiet, as if he subconsciously wanted to hide his identity.
But Su Nian could tell it was the voice of a young man.
’What a weird guy. Why is his voice so quiet?’
’I don’t get it. Why is he bundled up so tightly? Could he be some big shot in disguise?’
’Hah, who knows? Maybe he’s a wanted criminal!’
’Hey, commenter above, show some decency!’
Su Nian’s expression returned to normal, and she casually took another bite of her peach.
"Hello. If you have a problem you need my help with, please scan the code to pay the divination fee first."
"Okay."
After dithering for a while and scanning the code, a long time passed, yet he still hadn’t stated his problem.
Su Nian, in no hurry, continued to nibble on her peach.
Perhaps it was due to insecurity about his body’s strangeness, but he just couldn’t bring himself to speak. He stood there for a long time, composing himself, before he finally managed to calm his emotions.
"Master, you must have smelled the strange odor on me, right?"
"Yes. But isn’t that smell something you put on yourself?"
Seeing Su Nian’s sharp gaze and how she had pinpointed the crux of the matter right away, he finally stopped hesitating. Gritting his teeth, he slowly pulled down his face mask and gently took off his cap.
He revealed a face with strange makeup.
His cheeks were a deep, deep red, just like the Little Ghosts who carry the bridal sedan for a female ghost in the movies.
It had an eerie and cold aura, especially with his skin painted a ghastly white, making him look just like a dead person.
’What’s the meaning of this? Why would he do his makeup like that?!’
’That almost scared me to death!’
’Actually, if you look closely, the guy’s features aren’t bad. If his getup wasn’t so weird, he’d probably be handsome.’
Zhang Yang carefully pointed to his own face, so cautiously that he didn’t even dare to touch it.
But before he could speak, Su Nian spoke up.
"Is that mortuary makeup you’re wearing?"
"Yes, it is."
Hearing Su Nian’s question, Zhang Yang nodded grimly.
’Isn’t that something only dead people wear?’
’Could it be that Zhang Yang is already dead?’
"A few days ago, I started seeing a strange person in the mirror. It felt like he wanted to pull me into the mirror. Someone in my family knows about this sort of thing, and they told me to cover all the mirrors in my house with black cloth."
"It worked at first, and I stopped seeing that strange person. But even after avoiding the mirrors, there are so many other reflective things in my life. I could even see that strange person on the surface of water."
"The scariest part is, he started looking more and more like me, until he was almost my spitting image."
Zhang Yang’s voice trembled as he spoke, his mind on the verge of collapse. "Sometimes, I can even see lots of strange people trying to grab me from reflective surfaces like mirrors, water, or windows, wanting to drag me in!"
’This is a little scary!’
’I’m taking off my makeup in front of a mirror right now!’
’Hearing that, I quickly played a round of rock-paper-scissors with my reflection. Phew, I won. Looks like my mirror probably doesn’t have a ghost in it.’
Su Nian’s expression was very complex, and her tone was indescribably strange.
"So someone suggested that you cover up your scent and alter your appearance?"
"But... haven’t you smelled the reek of corpses emanating from you?"