"Papa papa."
"Papa papa."
The originally spooky courtyard and the silent body bag audience added a different kind of humor due to the applause of the two people, and even the blood-red and dim lanterns on both sides also brought a bit of Spring Festival-like festive.
The female ghost on the stage: ...
"First of all, please let me introduce myself. I am tonight's host and announcer, Lu Hua."
The hostess ignored the two of them, she took off her mask and showed a flowery smile.
In all fairness, she is extremely beautiful, and she can be called glamorous. Lin Huai couldn't help saying: "The painter of this painting skin is really good."
Standing on the stage was indeed a genuine painted skin. After looking at it carefully for a while, Chu Tianshu said, "The texture of the paint is quite good... This face was painted by herself? What do you think she looked like when she was bare-faced?"
Lin Huai said: "There should be no eyebrows. You can see that her eyebrows are painted with ink by herself."
Offended Hostess: …
"The first show we're going to perform tonight is—Face Changing." The hostess restrained her desire to punch someone, and smiled, "First of all, let's invite our performers to come on stage!"
Two ghosts with distorted faces pushed a man tied up in a body bag from the audience to the stage. There was a hood covering his face, his body seemed to be still struggling, and he kept making "woo-woo" sounds.
On the originally empty stage, a red chair was moved by the hostess. The man whose face was covered was pushed onto the chair by two ghosts.
"woo woo woo woo!"
Painful and weak muffled sounds came from the hood. He struggled with his feet bound in the body bag, his hem kept swinging and falling, like a dehydrated fish tail.
"Changing faces has always been a special skill of our troupe—" the hostess dragged her tone.
Her gloomy gaze was fixed on the two audience members below the stage. Seeing their pale faces, the corners of her mouth curled up.
"Then let's take a look!"
The white hood was ripped off abruptly. After seeing the face under the hood, Chu Tianshu, who was as knowledgeable as Chu Tianshu, couldn't help but gasped.
"this is… "
"It's quite ruthless." Lin Huai said coolly.
What appeared under the hood was the face of the male college student from before—it was not accurate to say it was a male college student.
because-
His current face is actually crooked!
The human skin on his face seemed to have been peeled off abruptly, and then sewed onto his face with dense thick threads in an extremely crude way. Li Gui's technique was obviously extremely rough and out of alignment, causing a 30° deviation between his face and the fleshy face under the face.
At first glance, he even has four eyes—two black eyeballs, two empty black holes.
"Ah-ah-ah-"
The male college student kept struggling on the seat. He seemed to be dead, reduced to a walking corpse, but he still had to endure this inhuman torture.
He kicked his legs vigorously, but in vain. The ghosts on both sides held him tightly, preventing him from moving.
A ghost in a costume walked up to him.
"Woo... woo woo!"
After the specter arrived, the male college student struggled harder.
"Then the next episode—" the hostess looked at the two people in the audience with a smile, "it's a change of face!"
"what!!"
The screams of weeping blood echoed in the courtyard. That ghost in a costume actually tore off the skin that was sewn onto the male college student's face abruptly!
A bright red, twitching face was "changed"!
He lay on the chair and screamed in vain, his voice was bloody, but he couldn't get out.
—Early after the failure of "Zhou Ying" to identify Huadan, the ghost named Ju here, he has been reduced to the puppet of these ghosts, and fell into the endless abyss of endless pain!
Amidst the screams, the male college student was dragged off the stage by two ghosts, and the second struggling man in the body bag was also dragged up.
"No, no, no!"
A familiar muffled sound came from the body bag. Unlike the male college students who had died before, the people in this bag seemed to be more alive.
When he was about to take the stage, he slammed into the fierce ghost beside him. As the price of his resistance, he was thrown hard onto the stage.
The man in the bag seemed to have been knocked unconscious, panting on the ground. With the assistance of two ghosts, he was roughly thrown onto a chair.
The white hood was torn off, and what appeared under the light was indeed the face of a mixed-race man.
"Bastards!" He seemed to be extremely angry, and cursed, "I'm a ghost and I won't let you go! Ugh..."
Before he could say more angry words, the ghost beside him had already stuffed a ball into his mouth.
"The next face-changing will be carried out with the cooperation of our lucky audience." The hostess deliberately dragged out her tone, "Presumably after watching the previous face-changing, all audiences should know the process of changing faces." ?”
A silver blade appeared in her hand: "Now let's choose the lucky audience who performed the face-changing 'operation' for this guest—"
"Sub-quest 1: Face Changing, has been activated."
"Two players are asked to choose one of them to go on stage to assist the host to complete the 'Face Changing' program. If the program fails, the program guest Fu Liye will be disposed of by the npc and die."
The cold voice of the system appeared in the minds of the two of them.
"Tsk, it's a fun mission..." Lin Huai held his chin and knocked on the wooden table, "Is this asking us to be the executioners ourselves, so that the players can kill each other?"
When he turned his face to Chu Tianshu, Chu Tianshu was about to stand up. Lin Huai half-closed his eyes and said, "You want to go?"
Chu Tianshu raised his eyebrows at him: "I have a bold idea."
"Okay." Lin Huai spread out his hands, "You come to this game, and I will come to the next game."
Chu Tian calmly came to the stage. The hostess saw that he didn't seem to have any ideological struggle to beat his teammates, so he went on stage very smoothly, and was a little stuck for a while.
"It seems this one." She quickly resumed her usual expression, "It's just..."
"Fathers and folks, good evening." Chu Tianshu waved his hands to the audience with a festive tone, "Hey, have you seen brother's handsome face clearly?"
He doesn't look like he's here for a ghost show, but for the Walk of Fame.
Hostess: ...
Among the many body bags under the stage, Lin Huai covered her face, pretending not to see.
He pretended not to see, but Chu Tianshu thought he was secretly missing him. He whistled to Lin Huai, then turned to the hostess: "Hey, good evening beauty."
Hostess: ...
Chu Tianshu: "Don't be so shy, I've been looking at you all the time, especially—"
He pointed to his eyebrows: "Your left and right eyebrows are drawn asymmetrically."
Hostess: ...
"Pfft...boom!"
There was a sudden loud noise from the chair next to him.
The half-breed man is still struggling in the chair. He used too much force and even flipped the seat over. Just as the hostess was about to speak, Chu Tianshu patted her on the shoulder: "It's okay, don't worry, I'll go talk to him first."
Hostess: ...
Chu Tianshu: "I promise not to affect your performance."
Hostess: ... No, wait, your tone... Shouldn't you be trembling with fright? Why are you acting so excited, as if you are the evil spirit who presides over everything...
Under her stunned eyes, Chu Tianshu walked towards the mixed-race man who was rolling on the ground. He lifted up the chair, but he didn't help him. Instead, he squatted on the ground and looked at him: "What happened?"
He easily pulled out the ball from the opponent's mouth.
"Cough, cough cough..." the mixed-race man coughed hard twice. He looked at Chu Tianshu and spoke faster and faster: "Do as they say!"
"What?" Chu Tianshu suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, "Are you shameless?"
"If you don't do what they say, they will kill me with their own hands!" The mixed-race man stared blankly, "Then, you will be tied up and become the next performance prop..."
"Bai Ling..." he whimpered, "in front of me, she was..."
"In short," the mixed-race man gritted his teeth, "if you peel off my face, and pass this game, and take me away before you go...then I still have a chance to survive! If you hesitate and can't do it, we will Nothing! Woo-"
The two ghosts grabbed him again, pressed him on the chair, and put the plastic ball into his mouth again. The mixed-race man stared at Chu Tianshu with bloodshot eyes, almost begging.
"So, are you ready?" The hostess looked at Chu Tianshu with a smile, "Within five minutes, if you fail to complete the performance—"
"—Then, we can only do it." She said slyly.
Chu Tianshu looked at the mixed-race man sitting on the chair, scratched his head and said, "Does it have to be done on this chair? Can you put him on the ground?"
He pointed to the open space in the stage. The female ghost frowned and said, "Is there any difference?"
Chu Tianshu said: "Seeing that his name is Fu Liye, I can't help but want to spread him out."
The hostess looked at the mixed-race man curled up on the seat: …
"If you don't speak, it will be regarded as your acquiescence." Chu Tianshu said quickly.
He grabbed the half-breed man by the neck and threw him to the ground. Then, he looked at the hostess: "You have been standing there for so long, do you want to come and sit?"
His smile was sincere and bright, and the hostess was momentarily confused: "You..."
"Sit down, sit down." Chu Tianshu pressed her shoulders and pushed her onto the seat, "It's all here."
All the ghosts and the body bag didn't understand what Chu Tianshu was going to do, so they could only look at him in bewilderment.
Standing on this stage, Chu Tianshu didn't regard himself as an outsider at all. He took the blade from the female ghost's hand, squatted down, and gesticulated on the mixed-race man's face as if very carefully. The mixed-race man closed his eyes tightly and said softly, "Hurry up."
"I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, kid." Chu Tianshu said.
As he spoke, he took out a bottle of alcohol from the package. He seemed a little nervous, scratching his head: "I'm a little nervous, drink some wine to calm down first."
With that said, he opened the bottle of alcohol and smelled it.
"What on earth do you want to do?!" the hostess said sharply, "The time is almost up!"
"No one said that you can't drink bars on this stage?"
"You still have thirty seconds." The female ghost screamed, "Twenty-nine, twenty-eight..."
"Since you are so eager..." Chu Tianshu stood up, "Honestly speaking, I'm a little embarrassed to do this kind of thing for the first time..."
"Fifteen, fourteen..."
"Hi everyone, audience friends." Chu Tianshu held up the alcohol and smiled at the crowd, "The next step is the face-changing event that everyone has been waiting for for a long time..."
"nineteen… "
"Now," Chu Tianshu narrowed his eyes, "begin to change face!"
Under the stage, Lin Huai blocked her ears with two fingers and opened her eyes.
The next moment, a shrill scream resounded through the entire courtyard.
"Yo." Chu Tianshu threw the empty wine bottle on the ground, and picked up the head of Painted Skin Ghost who was rolling all over the floor, "The effect of removing makeup is quite good."
As he spoke, he held up the other person's head, and handed the oil-painted face to the audience: "Everyone, watch it, change your face."