Enchanter

Chapter No.16 Dripping Blood Avalokitesvara

"It's really hard for you, do you really want to enter this business?" For a moment, Lao Zhao looked at the blue faces of the three of them, and seemed to feel some compassion, and his tone softened a lot.

The three of you looked at me, and you all saw the helplessness in their eyes, but in the end, they still nodded firmly.

"That's good! I respect your decision, take a look at it!" After the old Zhao head glanced at everyone, he didn't say anything more, stroked the copper coin Tang suit on his body, and took off the two sleeves. Faded, the first step of preparation began.

He took out a large bottle of colorless liquid from the bed, unscrewed the cap gently, and said in a low voice, "This is distilled water, and it's used to clean the blood stains on corpses!"

Old Zhao poured out some liquid and put it into the measuring cup beside him, picked up the tweezers and held a cotton ball, dipped in distilled water, and kept wiping the blood and brains on the face of the corpse, and wiped the bloody face in a short time It was clean, but there was still some yellow-brown liquid oozing from the wound. Old Zhao frowned, took out a brown bottle, opened it, and sprinkled some white powder on the wound. Gradually, the body fluid on the wound The exudation became less and less until it stopped.

"What is this?" Shen Feifei asked in confusion, which surprised Yin Hui, who was observing by the side. I have seen a bold girl, but such a bold girl is very rare!Inexplicably, he made a comparison in his heart between Shen Feifei and Tang Yan outside, well, they are both the same kind of people, the ancients said: the most poisonous woman's heart, sincerity does not deceive me.But the comparison is the comparison. As the chief examiner of this interview, he still needs to know everything about the students' questions. Yin Hui smiled lightly and started the live broadcast.

"Oh, this is alkali powder, which will change the pH of the wound, and the acid in the human body will be secreted less and less!"

At work, the old Mr. Zhao didn't blink his eyes, his hands didn't shake, his expression was extremely focused, and his every move was so orderly and logical, without any sign of panic.Especially when Yin Hui was speaking, he seemed to be unable to sense the changes in the outside world, and his movements did not stop at all, and he didn't even lift his head, as if he had entered a kind of peaceful Zen.

I saw that he wiped off the white powder with a cotton ball dipped in a little distilled water, and the face looked much cleaner, but the open wound still made people feel terrible.

"Everyone wants to go clean when they die, so that Lord Yan will like it, and will let you reincarnate into a good family in the next life. If it is fragmented, Lord Yan will not even look at you, and even pull you away. Putting the oil in the pan, it would be miserable. All those who lacked limbs will be buried with their limbs together after death! This is perfect!" Old Zhao took a breath, opened a cloth bag, and took out a sewing kit from it, Shen Feifei Looking at his focused expression, and looking at Yin Hui, I felt very strange in my heart, why everyone who works here has such fatalism coming out of their mouths, and even their bodies exude a three-point coldness and seven-point ghostly aura , is really inexplicable.

Could it be that they have all seen something?Thinking of this, the bold she couldn't help touching Bang Bang's chest, not daring to think about it anymore.

The temperature in the dressing room of the dead body is also much lower than that outside. The temperature outside is only about ten degrees, while the temperature here is close to zero. With the skillful operation of the old Zhao Tou, Shen Feifei can't help feeling the chills all over her body. , although her eyes were very focused on looking at the dilapidated corpse, her thinly clothed body also trembled slightly.

Putting his hands together, Old Zhao's head squeezed the two halves of his head that were about to separate until the deep scars closed together. Then he opened a small box next to it, and the students discovered that the box turned out to be a sewing machine. The box is filled with needles of various thicknesses and sizes, but there is only one kind of thread, which is almost transparent white thread. Needless to say, everyone can understand it. After all, who wants to sew up the dead with colorful threads? yes!

But seeing the old Zhao head pressing the wound with his right hand, he looked at the needles of various sizes and thought for a while, then took out a small needle from the box with his left hand, put the needle in his mouth, picked up the thin thread, The most accurate needle nose was inserted lightly. When the students marveled at his skills, they were also worried about the hygiene of his mouth. Although these needles would be sterilized every time, they must have been in contact with dead people. It's unhygienic!

After the old Zhao finished threading his needle and thread, he nodded to Yin Hui.May noticed some strange expressions of the students, so he smiled nonchalantly: "Don't laugh at the old man, you will get used to it in the future!"

As he spoke, he inserted the needle into the wound of the corpse, and then moved back and forth, as if sewing clothes. After a while, he sewed up the split scalp tightly, and the two halves of the separated face joined together again, deformed. His facial features also seem to have recovered, but the drooping eyeball is still a little difficult to deal with. Old Zhao carefully put the eyeball into the eye socket with his hands, but after a while, the eyeball slowly slipped out of the eye socket again. Coming out, hanging on the side, going back and forth several times, the boy like a strong bull finally couldn't hold it anymore, his throat kept rolling up and down, and he swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, as if he drank a large bowl of undiluted coptis.

Old Zhao Tou seemed a little bored, so he simply pulled out his eyeballs from their sockets with force, and threw them into the trash can under his feet.

"Hey, master, didn't you desecrate the dead?" Seeing this scene, Shen Feifei's complexion changed, her tone doubled for no reason, and she was very dissatisfied.

"It's like this sometimes, there's no way around it." Old Zhao spread his hands and said to her helplessly, "After all, I'm not a surgeon, so I can't connect his nerves properly. I can only make do with it." Already!"

"Didn't you say that you should respect the dead in this business, and try to let them leave as a whole? Isn't that a bit inappropriate?" Shen Feifei continued to shout, although the voice was sharp, but the timbre was very pleasant.

"It doesn't matter, I will put something in his eye sockets to make his face look plump, like this kind of deceased will wear glasses when he holds a memorial service, and his relatives will not find out, and sooner or later he will turn into a A pile of ashes!" After speaking, Old Zhao fumbled around for a long time, took out a black coal ball and stuffed it into the eye socket of the deceased, which looked like a real eyeball.

The students were silent, watching Old Zhao continue to work, he opened a box of something like grease, and suddenly a fragrant smell filled the air, making everyone feel a little nauseous.

"Woo..." At this moment, the old water bottle in the corner was shaking, bubbles of different sizes overflowed from the mouth of the water bottle, and white smoke evaporated. The temperature in the dressing room was below zero. As soon as the hot air met the cold air, they immediately fought and entangled, making half of the room smoky and hazy, making the already weird dressing room even more frightening.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the old man's water is boiling." Old Zhao put down the box, stroked the goatee on his chin, and went to the water bottle with a playful smile to toss alone, watching him unplug the water bottle, I took out a long thing, it turned out to be a few yuan a piece of 'heating fast' on the street stall.Opening the cupboard containing cosmetics, Old Zhao frantically found a dilapidated big tea mug, then carefully took out a paper bag from his pocket, poured some tea into it, and rushed it away. A mug of green tea is boiling.

"Kids, whoever of you is thirsty, come and pour it yourself!" Old Zhao took up the tea cup contentedly, blew a ripple with his mouth, and slowly poured it into his mouth, with an expression of enjoyment.It's not for nothing that the powder room gets cold so quickly.It's just that in the face of this weird fragrance, and the corpse brother who is accompanying him, no one will taste this guy brewed by the old head Zhao himself.

Yin Hui is naturally clear about the virtues of his master, but sometimes he can't figure it out thoroughly. This old gold-collar worker with an annual salary of hundreds of thousands has no debts outside and no children under his knees. Why does he live so frugally? , Are you born a masochist?I really don't know what he thought.But for several years, the leaders of the crematorium have been replaced, and they are almost catching up with the metabolism, but our old Zhaotou is still the same old Zhaotou, and Yin Hui will not be surprised if he comes and goes.And several students peeped at each other, cursing inwardly at the same time: Madman, this old madman!

After about 5 minutes, Yin Hui finally couldn't sit still. No, his task has not been completed yet, so he can't waste his time with the old Zhao head. He coughed awkwardly: "Master, do you think it's okay? , deal with the work at hand first, and then... and then..."

"Hehe, I'm old and useless. I have to rest for an hour after working for a while. How about this? There are not many things left. You can do it for me!" Old Zhao put down his teacup and squinted his eyes. Said.

"Me?" Yin Hui pointed to his nose with a face that looked like he had knocked over a bottle of five flavors, with all kinds of expressions on his face.

"Yeah, to raise a child to guard against old age, and to raise an apprentice, you have to work. Otherwise, why would I take you in for nothing? If so, why not just take in a cat or a dog." Old Zhao didn't budge.

"Examiner, what this teacher said is also reasonable, you can teach us by example!" Shen Feifei also interjected. Although she didn't know what her intention was at the moment, Yin Hui already felt that Xiaoni The person who came from the son was not kind, and he wanted to deliberately run on himself, so that he could not step down.

"Okay...Okay! Isn't it just a corpse? What's the big deal." Yin Hun gritted his teeth and put on rubber gloves, took a deep breath, and treated Old Zhao's direct descendants and relatives who couldn't be beaten After cursing each of them three times, they slowly got into the mood. They hadn't encountered such a horrible corpse in a few weeks, and they were a little slack on hand.

In fact, not everyone can do funeral make-up artist.There are two types of makeup on corpses: normal makeup and special makeup.Normal make-up is relatively simple. First adjust the facial expression of the deceased to be peaceful, then use oil paint to apply primer on the face of the deceased, and then apply some red.In this way, the face of the deceased looks ruddy and shiny, with a natural and peaceful expression.

Special makeup is much more complicated.The objects of special makeup are generally people who have suffered disasters, suffered serious bodily injuries and unfortunately passed away.For such a dead person, it is necessary to clean up first, and then find photos of the dead person when he was alive and try to restore the original appearance as much as possible.

"Cough...cough cough...it's time for makeup now, take care, this may be the key for you to learn, after all, there are not many such damaged corpses!" Yin Hui picked some grease with his fingers, lightly Gently wipe it on the dead man's face, and then keep stroking it until the oil is completely absorbed by the face that has lost all color. Immediately, the withered face seemed to have a trace of life.At this time, Yin Hui suddenly smiled at Shen Feifei: "This is to make a foundation for the face, just like the foundation you girls use!"

Immediately, Shen Feifei's face turned red, but she couldn't say a word of rebuttal, but Yin Hui was happy in her heart, fighting with me, humming.

Opening the powder cake box, Yin Hui dipped a little powder on the face of the dead body with a powder puff and kept applying it. After a while, the whole face turned pale, like a zombie, and the stitched scars on the face were covered. The face looked intact, but it was very scary, especially in this cold room, it made people feel chills.

"Why does every dead person have to paint their faces snow-white, which looks weird?" Wang Jun couldn't get used to the zombie-like outfit.

"Hehe, let me tell you, I don't know. Anyway, it has been like this for thousands of years. When the corpses were stored in the Yizhuang in ancient times, that's how they put makeup on the dead! I also learned it from my master!" Yin Hui pondered for a moment, and replied without breaking the rules. He glanced intentionally or unintentionally at Old Zhao, who was drinking tea next to him, and found that the old man blinked at him, which was very playful.So he painted the eyebrows on the corpse's face and cleaned up other places.

"Are you ready?" said the strong bull with a trembling voice.

"Okay, it's all over!" Yin Hui put down the things in his hands, and said with a trembling corner of his mouth: "It's been a long time since I have dealt with such a complicated corpse. By the way, how do you feel?"

Shen Feifei shook her head expressionlessly, while the other two students, whose entire backs were wet, let out a long breath, as if they finally got rid of the torment.

"Hehe, students, how do you look? You feel okay!" Throwing the rubber gloves into the trash can, Yin Hui patted Ma Tie's shoulder with a smile.

"Woohoo!" The bull-like boy waved his hands at Yin Hui, but couldn't say a word.

"It's okay!" Wang Jun barely said a word.

Only that Shen Feifei didn't say anything, but let out a sigh of relief, and all of their performances naturally fell into Shen Feifei's eyes.

"Thank you, master, I'll take them out first!" Yin Hui ticked off the names of Shen Feifei and Wang Jun, and took the three students out of the dressing room and back to the main hall, where the seats in the corridor In the morning, Tang Yan was playing a mobile game bored and helpless, and when she saw Yin Hui coming out, she winked at him meaningfully, as if to say, it's a lot of suffering, right?Yin Hui shrugged and smiled back.

When he finally walked out of the funeral home, Yin Hui left the contact information of two students, and was about to tell Ma Tie the bad news of the interview failure in a tactful way, but he was surprised to see this strong bull running to the middle of the road with a pale face , stopped a taxi, and flew away from this wilderness.

"It seems that Qiuhu is coming soon." Yin Hui said to Tang Yan.

"Yes, the air conditioner will be turned on in a few days."

In the lounge, Old Zhao put down the teapot, took out three sticks of sandalwood from the drawer, walked to a corner, and gently inserted them into the incense burner among several apples. This is what he must do every day. Decades are like a day.The dim candlelight and the shadow in the corner danced together, illuminating the blank spiritual seat even more ferociously.In the flickering light and darkness, gusts of cold wind blew by, bringing up a slight humming. In contrast, the statue of Guan Erye opposite at this time had white eyes under the alternation of light and dark, and there was a terrifying expression!

Old Zhao Tou sighed, clapped his hands and was about to leave, but suddenly found that the two eyeballs of Guan Erye had turned into two blood holes, and two lines of blood and tears rolled down, turning the drops splashed on the table into ring.

Tick, tick.

"That's it, it's here, it's here again, why? It's been ten years, why is it here again?" Old Zhao's head fell to the ground all of a sudden, and he kept saying some incomprehensible words in his mouth. It is full of deep fear and pain.