Yang Xiaoni suddenly asked me.
"do you understand me?"
"I don't know. I only know that you are Master Zhou's master."
Yang Xiaoni took a long time to speak.
"I became blind and couldn't see anything. It was completely dark. That was the second year after I retired. Besides that, I had many other problems. In fact, I was a person who didn't exist. In other words, I was dead when I was 60 years old. I was a dead person."
Yang Xiaoni’s words gave me chills and I stood up immediately. I didn’t believe that she couldn’t see. She clearly walked up to me, looked at me, and then asked who I was. It was obvious that she was looking at me, so how could she say she couldn’t see
"Child, don't be afraid. I look alive, but the others are already dead..."
I slowly backed away step by step, then rushed out of the iron gate and ran. I was so scared. This old lady was so weird. You couldn't see anything at first, but as soon as she spoke, you could feel the terror spreading throughout your body. She was clearly alive, but she was said to be dead.
The next day at work, Master Zhao Juan came and called me out.
"You went to Master Yang's house?"
I nodded.
"I'm telling you, Mingzhe, I'm very unhappy with you for doing this. Don't go there again. That's a dead person who is not alive."
Master Zhao Juan said this and went into the dressing room. I just couldn't believe it. This was true. Master Zhao Juan also said so. It seemed that what Yang Xiaoni said about being a living dead was correct, but she was clearly alive.
When Mao Xiaoli was getting off work, she sent me a text message, telling me that there was an opportunity tomorrow that I must not miss, and that she would create a chance for me to put on makeup alone.
After reading it, I was stunned. I had never agreed to Mao Xiaoli's skin removal, and she hadn't rescued Yinyan. Yinyan had been in the other world for eight days. After seven days, was she still alive? The more anxious I was, the more helpless I was.
I sent a text message back at night to tell Mao Xiaoli that I couldn't do it.
Half an hour later, someone knocked on the door. I didn't say anything, but I knew it was Mao Xiaoli. She sent me a text message saying, "You are at home." I had no choice but to open the door. She came in and she was not angry. She even bought me some fruit.
"Look at how you live alone. I'll introduce you to someone tomorrow."
"Thank you, no thanks, I just love Yinyan."
Mao Xiaoli shook her head and sighed. She mentioned the skin cutting and finally convinced me because she wanted to tell me a lot of things. She also said that Yinyan could definitely be saved. Yinyan could stay in the other world for eight days, or eight years. She should have her own way. If she ceased to exist after seven days, she would come out on that day. I think Mao Xiaoli's analysis makes sense.
I wanted Mao Xiaoli to tell me how to do it first, but she said that after getting the skin, she would tell me, and it was a very effective method.
When Mao Xiaoli left, she gave me a palm-sized box.
"This is the freezer box. After you cut the skin, you put it in there. I've told you how to cut the skin. You have to be careful and meticulous."
Mao Xiaoli left. This strange woman was wearing mourning clothes today. She looked like a ghost wandering around.
I didn't sleep well that night. I got up early and went to the crematorium. My heart was pounding. After changing my clothes, I went into the dressing room. Sitting there, Mao Xiaoli told me about the deceased in freezer number 9.
I sat for a while, lit a cigarette, and strangled it halfway through smoking it. I went into the morgue, and the light of freezer No. 9 was on. I pulled her out, hung her on the hearse, pushed her into the dressing room, put her on the makeup bed, and lifted the shroud. Although the woman was dead, she was still very beautiful. This kind of makeup was easy to apply and could be done in basically twenty minutes. I thought it was a pity. She looked like she was only about twenty years old. A beautiful girl, she died like this. There is no age difference in the road of death. I shook my head.
I started first. I cut a piece of skin on the inner thigh, the size of a fingertip. The scalpel was very sharp. Everything was not as complicated as I had thought. It was done in just four minutes. It took only half an hour to finish everything. I sent the deceased back, feeling uneasy and feeling so sorry for him.
When I was putting makeup on the second deceased, Master Zhao Juan and Zheng Jun came in. They were half an hour late today. I don't know what method Mao Xiaoli used.
"This Mao Xiaoli has a lot to do every day."
Master Zhao Juan said something and sat down to make tea, and Zheng Jun began to work on his dressing bed.
"You didn't sleep well?"
"Yeah, I can't sleep."
"Thinking about Yinyan again?"
Master Zhao Juan heard this and said.
"So much nonsense? Get to work."
Zheng Jun stuck out his tongue.
After finishing the work at noon, I drove out of the crematorium and went to Mao Xiaoli's house. I gave the box to Mao Xiaoli and then looked at her. She smiled at me, took the box to the second floor, and didn't come down for a long time.
She gave me a small cloth bag, which was very small, less than half the size of a palm.
"Take this in your hand. Go to Yang Xiaoni's house in the middle of the night. Here is a black string. Of course, this is not an ordinary string. This is the string in the hands of a makeup artist. When encountering a sudden death, the makeup artist will use this string to tie around the neck of the deceased. This has been used for at least a hundred times. Just tie it around Yang Xiaoni's left foot. She will listen to you."
I started sweating. Whenever Master Zhao Juan encountered someone who died suddenly, she would do the makeup in another dressing room and never let Zheng Jun and I get involved, saying that she was afraid of scaring us. So I didn't know about the black line, and I had no idea why the black line was tied on Yang Xiaoni.
"Why?"
"Don't ask, just do this."
I left Mao Xiaoli's house, went home, opened my bag, and found a piece of black thread. I counted it and found that it was thirteen strands twisted together. I didn't believe these things. Could a piece of black thread have such a big effect? Thinking about it, it was also quite scary. The black thread had been tied around the necks of more than a hundred dead people. I put it in my bag, turned on the TV, drank beer, and planned to go to Yang Xiaoni's house at midnight.
I remembered Master Zhao's scolding of me last time, and I felt a little scared. What would she do if she knew I did it again? I couldn't care less. I had to get Yinyan out. No matter what, I had to get her out this time. If she went in again, I wouldn't care. Yinyan had hurt me. If she really didn't love me, she was just trying to save her life. She had no choice but to stay with me.
I went to Yang Xiaoni's house in the middle of the night. Yang Xiaoni was actually sitting in the yard. It was the middle of the night, which scared me. She didn't seem to feel my arrival. I climbed over the railing and slowly approached from behind. My heart was pounding to the extreme, and I held the black line tightly in my hand, afraid that she would run away.
I slowly squatted down and tied the black thread around Yang Xiaoni's left foot. I didn't know what the consequences would be.
After I tied it, I stepped back and left, running away like crazy. I felt that I had done the most shameful thing.
When I went to work in the morning, Master Zhao Juan didn't say anything and seemed to be in a good mood. It seemed that she didn't know what I did last night.
Mao Xiaoli entered the dressing room. Master Zhao Juan didn't say anything. She looked at me and gestured for me to go out.
After I went out, Mao Xiaoli took me to a place where there was no one around and talked in a low voice.
"You have to solve the problem and remove the black thread and return it to me within three days. It cannot exceed three days, and you cannot let anyone know that your skin cutting skills are better than mine."
Mao Xiaoli smiled at me and left. What a wicked woman, she had led me into such a mess. If my father were alive, how would he scold me? Although he never scolded me when he was alive.
It must be done within three days. I don’t know if I can do it.
It was dark, and I went to Yang Xiaoni's house. She was sitting outside and seemed to be looking at the distant mountains. I stood at the door, and she came over and opened the door. I couldn't believe that she couldn't see with her eyes.
I asked after I went in and sat down.
"Can't you really see?"
"Yes, I can't see, I feel with my soul, so I am dead, and it is my soul that is alive. I feel everything with my soul."
I can’t figure out how a person can still live on with his soul after death. I really don’t know what method he used.
"Save Yinyan."
"Okay, you wait here."
I felt that Yang Xiaoni was not moving. She would not speak when I talked to her. Was her soul out of her body? I thought so. I stood up and hid aside. I waited, anxiously afraid of being discovered. If I was discovered, I would be hard to pass Master Zhou, after all, he was someone else's master.
Just as the sky was getting light, Yang Xiaoni suddenly stood up.
"Go to Yinyan's house."
I untied the black line and ran away, looking back from time to time, but Yang Xiaoni didn't seem to react.
I went to Yinyan's house, and Yinyan was actually at home. She looked at me coldly.
"I have to get myself back."
"I was worried you might die there."
"Ke Mingzhe, you don't have to worry about my affairs anymore. I have nothing to do with you anymore. Remember that."
I stood there in shock. Is this still Yinyan? Is this still my master
I went to the crematorium in disappointment, entered Mao Xiaoli's method room, put down the black line and left. Mao Xiaoli looked at me without saying a word.
I went into the dressing room and sat there in a daze until Master Zhao and Zheng Jun came. Then I changed my clothes and was distracted while putting on makeup, so Master Zhao got angry.
"You need to concentrate when you put on your makeup. If you can't do it today, you can ask for leave."
I calmed down and went drinking with Zheng Jun at noon. I got drunk again. Zheng Jun sent me home that day. I couldn't figure out what had happened to Yinyan. She had nothing to do with me anymore, just like that.
The next day, I woke up and Zheng Jun was beside me. I jumped up and Zheng Jun asked me to go out with a red face. I went to the living room and was stunned. Something bad happened. What did I do last night
I was having breakfast with Zheng Jun at a stall. She kept looking at me and smiling, and blushing from time to time.
"I… "
"It's okay, you can't get pregnant."
I thought it was all over. To be honest, I also liked Zheng Jun. If it weren't for Yinyan, I would have fallen in love with this beautiful girl immediately. Now I'm afraid I can't help loving her. Yinyan doesn't want me anymore. What she said was the truth. She told me it herself when I had the dream.
Zheng Jun and I entered the office together, and Zhao Juan glanced at us and said.
"Are you dating?"
Zheng Jun said with a blushing face.
"master."
Master Zhao Juan was very happy. I don’t know why. In fact, I can’t figure out why Master Zhao Juan was happy.
I didn't expect that when I got off work, Zhang Xiaoxue would come running over. Zheng Jun pulled my arm and Zhang Xiaoxue opened up immediately.
"Don't be shameless, Mingzhe is mine."
"Impossible, you are Yinyan's sister. Although we are not biological sisters, we have a common grandmother. Besides, Mingzhe and I already have a child."
Zheng Jun played very hard on her. Zhang Xiaoxue was stunned. Then she burst into tears and ran away. I felt a little bit sorry for her.
I went to Zheng Jun's house for dinner and the matter was settled. Zheng Jun's parents didn't seem to care who Zheng Jun dated, but my grandfather did care and said that I was a good guy.
My affair with Zheng Jun became public. Zhang Xiaoxue always looked at me from afar with a look that must have been full of resentment. She never thought that I would be with Zheng Jun.
Mao Xiaoli gave me the box again and told me to put it in freezer No. 7. Then she left. I stood there stupidly. (To be continued)