False evidence

Chapter 480 Painted Skin (30)

It's "Painted Skin" again. Now, just hearing that word gives me goosebumps.

I didn't lie to Gao He; I did indeed obtain the soul of ticket seller Wang Xi.

Normally, I wouldn't be able to do this, because Wang Xi's remnant soul was too weak. Once separated from his physical body, it would immediately dissipate.

Who would have thought that at that time, Yin Si, who had been lurking in my body, suddenly appeared out of nowhere and easily captured Wang Xi's remnant soul.

Now, the remnant soul of ticket seller Wang Xi is inside the white fish jade pendant.

I could sense her presence, but her remnant soul was like a severely injured person, her mind and consciousness were very unclear.

Aside from what I told Gao He, Wang Xi's strongest obsession was—to go home.

Of all the experiences I know about Wang Xi, the most terrifying was waking up from a coma after she disappeared.

She didn't know where she was; she only saw several men and women, as if they were performing some kind of ritual.

She couldn't remember the specific details, only that a very beautiful woman slowly walked towards her.

The woman was truly beautiful, with her hair styled in a high bun, exuding elegance and nobility.

The woman was naked, revealing her delicate, alabaster-like skin. Her skin was so exquisite that Wang Xi temporarily forgot his fear and felt a surge of jealousy.

The woman walked up to Wang Xi, stopped, and gradually raised the corners of her mouth to reveal a seemingly very satisfied smile.

Wang Xi was standing there, not bound or restrained, but he couldn't move at all.

As the beautiful woman walked up to him and gave him a strange smile, Wang Xi suddenly moved.

However, the next second, Wang Xi witnessed the most terrifying scene.

The beautiful woman in front of him froze on her face, as if she had been frozen in place, and even the light in her eyes seemed to have been frozen.

Then, the beautiful woman's entire body deflated rapidly, like a ball punctured by a needle, losing two-thirds of its weight in a very short time.

At the same time, a waxy substance rapidly secreted from the surface of the beautiful woman's body. Even her eyes were no exception, covered by the secreted 'wax' and turning into a hazy grayish-white.

Wang Xi watched helplessly as a vibrant and beautiful woman transformed into a 'monster' in a short span of time.

However, she soon fell into another abyss of fear.

She could move, but her body was completely out of her control. Every move she made was dominated by a strange power, and she herself was like a first-person spectator.

She felt that although her body could move, her movements were very stiff.

At the same time, she realized that she was also completely naked.

At this moment, a strangely dressed person walked over, slightly hunched over and with their head down.

Wang Xi was extremely panicked because although the person's clothes were strange, he was clearly a man.

Even women in 'special professions' would feel flustered if they were naked in front of strange men, let alone when there are other people around.

The man walked up to Wang Xi, getting incredibly close, but Wang Xi couldn't recall what his face looked like.

Spending a lot of time with Tong Xiangnan, I was influenced by him and realized that Wang Xi had indeed seen the man's face, but because what happened next was so terrifying, Wang Xi's brain chose to forget the devil's appearance as a form of self-preservation.

The man didn't raise his head until Wang Xi was close enough, and he carefully examined her body from head to toe, circling around her.

Then, the man slowly began to draw on Wang Xi's body with a brush.

The ink on the brush was red, and Wang Xi smelled a strong odor of blood. The person was drawing very carefully and diligently.

Wang Xi never looked down, nor could he look down on his own, so he didn't know what the other person had drawn on him.

All she knew was that as the man's pen moved, her movements became increasingly fluid.

At this moment, Wang Xi suddenly realized something—his inability to move on his own was not because he had been drugged, but because he was possessed by a ghost!
She had heard people back in her hometown say that being possessed by a ghost was what she looked like now. She could see, hear, and smell things, but her body was out of control!

The moment this thought popped into Wang Xi's head, he was utterly terrified.

She wanted to cry, but at that moment, the corners of her mouth involuntarily turned up.

She even heard herself chuckle softly.

When the man stopped drawing on her body, her movements became exactly the same as a normal person's.

She walked naked to a mirror, looked at her body in the mirror, sometimes nodding and smiling as if she were very proud, and sometimes frowning slightly as if she was not satisfied with some details.

Next, the same person who had been drawing on her body, along with another woman who was a little younger than her, brought her clothes and shoes.

She didn't have to move much; she just cooperated and let the two men dress her.

Then, the person who was drawing and writing actually brought some cosmetics such as rouge and face powder.

Wang Xi sat in a very soft and comfortable chair and began to apply makeup to her face in front of the mirror.

She was still a 'spectator', unable to control her actions. All she could see was that her face changed with her movements, becoming very beautiful, but this made Wang Xi feel boundless fear once again.

Because she saw that her face had become exactly the same as the 'wax figure's' face before it shrank!
The painter and the young woman dressed themselves in extremely luxurious ancient costumes. Paired with slightly strange makeup, Wang Xi in the mirror transformed into an ancient beauty.

She was no longer herself; she became someone else.

That person had meticulous care for everything, from food and clothing to shelter and transportation. They lived the best of everything, just like a wealthy socialite, or more accurately, like an imperial concubine in ancient times.

For the next two years, Wang Xi himself remained a first-person observer.

……

Preserved Egg rarely wears makeup, but there are exceptions.

I remember once she didn't know what got into her, she bought a set of cosmetics online. She didn't know how to do makeup, but she ended up making her face look like a monkey's butt.

I suddenly had a whim and told her the story of "Painted Skin".

Of course, it would be boring to simply repeat stories that most people have heard before.

The story I told to Pidan started off similarly to the original, but it ended shortly after I finished telling it.

As mentioned beforehand, the story is similar to "Painted Skin," where a dissolute scholar encounters a woman who flirts with him, and then the scholar dies.

The woman was a ghost, wearing a freshly peeled human skin, with painted eyebrows and eyes.

The female ghost can peel off skin, but she can't put on makeup; she makes herself look even uglier than a ghost.

The scholar was terrified when he first saw her, and when he saw her baring her teeth at him, he was scared to death.

The story is made up.

In reality, I got a severe beating from Pidan. The cosmetics I'd just received were also given to my mother-in-law by her.

(End of this chapter)