Yin Yang Master: My Hades

Chapter 1 - Corpse Makeup

The night was getting darker. The wind blew from the street all the way to the end of the street, sweeping up the fallen leaves on the ground.

In the room, there was a red candle and a red phoenix coronet. The girl's head was slowly lifted within the candle flame, revealing a face that was exactly the same as mine. Suddenly, she revealed a smile towards me!

I was so shocked that I wanted to run away, but I found that my entire body was cold to the extreme. Immediately, a pair of cold hands extended from my back and slowly extended towards my neck …

I heard his breathing in my ear. "You can't escape —"

"No!"

I screamed and woke up from my dream.

With lingering fear, he looked around and found himself in his office. The clock on the wall pointed to 10: 20 PM.

A colleague, Xiao Xia, walked in from outside and turned on the lights on the wall. She said, "There's another corpse, and it's waiting for you to deal with it."

As I put on my coat, I asked, "A man or a woman?"

Xiao Xia looked outside and lowered her voice, saying, "The female is actually the First Miss of the Jiang Family, Jiang Yan. The death wish is a little scary. I don't know how he died, but I guess there's a problem. You have to be careful. "

"Don't worry, I've never seen a corpse before." I patted Xiao Xia's shoulder and carried my makeup bag as I walked out.

My profession is a mortician. I fix the face of the dead, place it in a coffin, and give the dead an eternal beauty.

It's not really a good job for a girl, but I was born with a full yin constitution, and my master said that I was born to deal with the dead.

The few family members calmly pushed the corpse into the dressing room and left as though they were escaping. I couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

However, when I thought about it, this mortuary really isn't a good place to stay, so I didn't think too much about it. The moment I walked in, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew in.

Just as he was about to move, his foot suddenly kicked something. When I looked down, my legs gave out and I fell to the ground.

It was a round female head, and it was obvious that it had not been chopped for long. Her thin, white neck was still covered in skin and flesh, and there was even mottled blood on her broken spine.

My stomach churned. Although I had been in this business for so many years, this kind of death was rare.

Thinking of my responsibilities, I suppressed the throbbing in my throat. I took out the cloth from my bag and carefully wrapped it around the head.

I took out the censer in my bag, lit the incense with practiced skill, and walked around the morgue three times.

There was a saying, one was that when a corpse was brought over there was already a stench, and this fragrance could be used to drive away the stench. The second reason was to make it more convenient for the corpse, so that when you put on makeup for it, it would focus on eating the fragrance and not make things difficult for you.

In our line of work, there are two kinds of situations. One was simply putting on makeup for the dead, so that they would look like they were asleep and not so scary.

The second was that tonight, he had to first restore the corpse to its full human form before putting on makeup.

I took out a box of silver needles and a box of cinnabar. With a sigh, I dipped the needle in the cinnabar three times and put on the flesh-colored threads that matched her skin. Only then did he pick up the woman's head and stitched it together with her broken neck.

After sewing her head, he began to take out the makeup and put it on her face.

By the time it was finished, the incense had burned out. I put the censer in my bag and covered her with a white cloth. After checking again and again that there were no mistakes, he turned around and walked out of the morgue.

He pressed the button for the elevator and looked at the floor after floor. He thought to himself that if he was any later, he would not be able to catch the last bus.

"Ding ~"

Finally, the elevator doors opened and I stepped out, but I sensed something was wrong.

It was pitch black outside the elevator. The dim moonlight illuminated the sign in front of them. There were three words written on it — mortuary.

And I clearly just came down from here!

Thinking about my ability to attract ghosts, I instantly understood that something was wrong. From the corner of my eyes, I could see that the end of the corridor was pitch-black and the temperature was ice-cold.

"You won't be able to escape —"

At that moment, that sigh seemed to come from the sky once again.

F * ck!

My heart palpitated with fear. I immediately closed my eyes and didn't dare to look. However, I clearly remembered that man's appearance. His brows were sword-like and his eyes were bright. His narrow eyes seemed to be even colder than moonlight.

I remember Master said, when you see dirty things, you must not panic. The more flustered you are, the weaker your yang energy is, the more reckless you are with those things.

Thus, I hurriedly took a deep breath and pretended as though nothing had happened as I walked towards the staircase. However, my flustered footsteps betrayed me.

The only sound in the stairwell was my footsteps. I didn't dare stop for a moment, just ran down the stairs.

Just by running, I noticed that something was wrong. I was the only one in the entire empty staircase, but with every step I took, two footsteps sounded at the same time.

One was low and one was relatively sharp.

One was a flat-heeled shoe I was wearing, the other was a high-heeled shoe.

"So, she's behind me …"

The cold came from the bottom of my feet. I gathered my courage and took another step forward. I heard two more footsteps at the same time. However, the sound of high heels was right behind me.

My palms were wet, and I shone the light from my phone onto the ground. Under the white fluorescent light, I saw a headless body sticking closely to my back. Her toes press against my heels. Every step I took, she took.

My heart thumped and I was scared out of my wits. I could no longer care about anything else as I ran.

Who knew that my speed would increase, and the footsteps behind me would also increase, to the point that it was even faster than me. As I ran, I even began to emit hoarse sounds, as though I was pulling on a bellows.

"Wait for me — save me —"

Waiting your head!

I wanted to run away.

But I was too tired to run all the way up the stairs!

"Why did you run?"

Suddenly, the air in front of me turned cold, ghost aura roiled and a pale white face with twisted facial features appeared in front of me. It's Jiang Yan!

"Ahh!"

I took a step back and fell down the stairs.

I watched in horror as Jiang Yan climbed up from below in an extremely bizarre manner, wearing a pair of high heels. Her fingernails drew a sharp ear-piercing sound on the ground.

"If you can see me, why are you running? I died unjustly! "Save me!"

I cried out in grief as I recited the curse I learned from my master in my heart. As I trembled, I said, "We have no enmity with each other in the past few days. Why are you looking for me? Whoever kills you, go find them! "

Because Jiang Yan's death was indeed unsightly!

Thinking about Xiao Xia's words and the expressions of the people of Jiang Family, it seemed that there was something strange about Jiang Yan's death!

"Only you can see me! "You have to help me —"

"How can I help you? A debt can be owed by its owner, go find someone else to do it for you! " I stepped back.

The eerie and evil voice was getting closer and closer. I watched as Jiang Yan crawled towards me, and slowly stood up with a cold smile. She extended a pair of bloodied hands towards me.

"You won't help me …" "All of you, die!"

How unreasonable!

Seeing that two bloodied hands were about to reach towards me without any talismans on them, I shut my eyes in despair.