Giggles The makeup artist shaved the bone powder one by one, Xiao Xilou sat there as if these knives were scraping on his body, it was very uncomfortable, especially when he thought that the foundation he used to make up was this white bone powder, Xiao Xilou felt nauseous and uncomfortable.
Giggles The makeup artist scraped for about five or six minutes, and finally scraped out a handful of white bone powder, the makeup artist found a bowl, poured the bone powder into the bowl, and followed the action, which scared Xiao Xilou again, but this time Xiao Xilou did not scream.
I saw that after the makeup artist put the bone powder into the bowl, he didn't go to find water to melt it, but directly aimed at his bloody neck, and after a while, the blood on his neck filled the bowl.
And just like that, a bowl of foundation made with bone meal and blood was made.
After these were done, the makeup artist took the bowl, found a brush for hooking the face, came to Xiaoxilou and said, "Sir, let's start." ” Xiao Xilou looked at the bowl of special foundation, and the corners of his mouth twitched, but he suppressed the words of refusal, looked at the makeup artist and said, "Well, come on." ” After speaking, Xiao Xilou closed his eyes, looking generous and righteous.
Seeing this, the makeup artist was not polite, took a brush and dipped the bone powder foundation, and drew it on Xiao Xilou's face, stroke by stroke, extremely serious.
Xiao Xilou forced his eyes, the disgusting in his heart, what is this, dead people's bone powder, ghost arterial blood, can these things be mixed together can be called foundation and have to be smeared on his face, is this not fatal Xiao Xilou closed his eyes, the makeup artist sketched the picture, and soon the whole face was finished, then the makeup artist looked at Xiao Xilou and said, "Sir, don't move, I'll give you a little red." ” "Yes, okay."
Xiao Xilou pretended to be calm and said.
The makeup artist nodded when he heard this, got up and rummaged, and found a live big mouse from the cabinet for a while, the makeup artist took a knife and cut open the stomach of the mouse, and suddenly a large amount of mouse blood was left out, the makeup artist took some, and then found a garlic pounder in the cabinet, put the whole mouse into the garlic pounder, and took the stone pestle to overturn for a while, and in an instant I only heard the mouse in the garlic pounder scream twice, and there was no sound, and then there was a puff, puff, and the sound of blurred flesh and blood.
"Vomit" Xiao Xilou looked at everything with his peripheral vision, only to feel very nauseous, and almost vomited.
When I used to put on makeup, I didn't understand my body, I couldn't see ghosts, and I thought that the makeup artist was pounding cinnabar there, but where did I think, this guy was actually pounding a mouse.
Xiao Xilou's chest churned, he wanted to vomit but didn't dare to vomit, so he could only close his eyes and suppress the nausea in his heart.
The make-up artist pounded the whole mouse into a mash for a while, and the make-up artist took a knife to pick out a piece of muddy rat meat from the garlic pounder, took a bite of it, and tasted it as if the chef was tasting the food he had made.
"Yes, that's fine."
The makeup artist muttered.
Take a knife and pull it in the garlic pounder for a while, find the most colorful rotten meat puree and put it in a bowl alone, then pour the rat blood into it, stir it, and the makeup artist nodded with satisfaction.
"Sir, I'm going to paint red, look at my red."
The makeup artist came to Xiao Xilou and showed Xiao Xilou a bowl with rat meat puree.
"Stop" Xiao Xilou looked at the meat puree in the bowl and felt disgusted in his heart, and waved his hand again and again.
"Yes."
When the makeup artist heard this, his hand paused, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and the bowl in his hand tightened.
Xiao Xilou could obviously feel that the atmosphere was wrong, there was no way, Xiao Xilou could only straighten up and say, "Well, it's okay now, it's uncomfortable to sit just now." ” "Yes."
The makeup artist paused his hand, followed by a smile and said, "Okay, I'll draw it for you." ” The makeup artist said, holding the mouse meat puree, and began to paint Xiao Xilou red, Xiao Xilou looked at the broken mouse meat on his face, and wanted to die, this t is too disgusting.
After finishing the painting here, the makeup artist said, "Okay sir, I'll pour you a cup of tea, you take a sip, it's time to play." ” The makeup artist said, there was a cabinet on one side, the makeup artist went over to open the cabinet, and the small west building saw a fat corpse with a fat brain standing inside.
The makeup artist took a knife and cut it on the fat man's stomach, and hurriedly took the cup underneath it, and the next moment he took the knife and began to scrape the fat oil on the fat man's belly, and the layers of fat scraped down, and the little west building was nauseous.
Xiao Xilou will drink a cup of tea every day before singing, this tea is generally given to him by the makeup artist, and he has the impression of the cabinet, which Xiao Xilou remembers that it is a water dispenser, and now Xiao Xilou knows what kind of water dispenser it is, it turned out to be a corpse, and the tea he drank was the corpse oil of this corpse.
Thinking of this, Xiao Xilou couldn't help it, bent down, and kept retching.
"Vomit" "Hey, what's wrong with you, what's wrong with you, sir" The makeup artist saw Xiao Xilou retching, and suddenly asked with concern when he surrounded him with a fake look.
"I, I don't know what's going on, I just feel a little nauseous, nauseous" Xiao Xilou couldn't help but vomit loudly.
"Ah, this, how is this good, you're going to be on stage in a while, by the way, why don't you have a cup of tea first."
The makeup artist said as he handed the cup full of corpse oil to Xiao Xilou.
"Vomit, take it, take it away, I can't drink anything now, take it away and vomit" Xiao Xilou looked at the makeup artist and waved his hand.
Hearing this, the makeup artist continued to persuade: "Sir, you usually like to drink this tea the most, and you will definitely be able to suppress the nausea by taking a sip." ” "Grass, I'll let you take it away and can't hear it, I'll never drink tea again in my life, go out, I want to be alone and quiet, vomit" Xiao Xilou looked at the makeup artist angrily and yelled.
When the makeup artist heard this, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes and he said, "Okay, sir, you rest first, and I'll go out." ” After the makeup artist said this, he turned around and walked out of the house, leaving only the retching Xiao Xilou.
Out of the house, the makeup artist happened to see Pei Lishi guarding the door and said, "My lord, he has realized his body." ” Pei Lishi listened to the makeup artist's words, took the corpse oil held by the makeup artist behind him, and said dryly: "I know, you stabilize him first, and I will go to the official to report the situation." ” "Yes, the little one understands."
The makeup artist bowed in understanding.
Hearing this, Pei Lishi patted the makeup artist's shoulder and said, "I won't forget your credit, by the way, this corpse oil tastes good, you are giving me a cup and leaving it for me to drink back." ” "Yes, sir."
The makeup artist bowed in response.
Here Pelix turned around and walked towards the second floor of the theater, which was the office of the theater owner Hu Derong and the residence of Li Guanling
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