My vampire princess wants to repay a debt of gratitude.

The lifeline on her palm had noticeably shortened, and a strand of silver hair had appeared in her jet-black hair.

The Painted Skin Demon's short, brush-like legs began to outline her new features and facial contours.

This process was very slow, taking almost a whole day.

But Lin Mo, Ye Zimo, and Xiao Ju were not sleepy at all. They watched with utmost concentration, not daring to make a sound, for fear of affecting the operation of the Painted Skin Demon.

Just as recorded in the Lich's Correspondence, the Painted Skin Demon kept busy with its hands and mouth, basically recounting the first half of Jiang Chatu's life. By touching her skin, it could know a person's experiences.

Chapter 66 Painted Skin (Part 2)

If her hands and feet weren't bound and her face wasn't anesthetized, preventing her from speaking, Jiang Chatu really wanted to cast a silencing spell to seal the painted-skin demon's mouth.

"All right."

The final touch of the Painted Skin Demon was adding a beauty mark under Jiang Chatu's left eye.

Jiang Chatu's appearance has completely changed. She didn't even need to be bandaged and gauze for a month to become a completely different person. Even her original witch-like temperament has disappeared, and she has become graceful and classical.

But that's not enough. As a professional demon of disguise, completely changing a person's appearance includes changing their body shape.

It cut Jiang Chatu's finger, and a drop of bright red blood detached from her finger, hovering in mid-air before being swallowed by the Painted Skin Demon's gaping maw.

The painted-skin demon's mouth suddenly swelled up, like a frog that had just eaten too many mosquitoes.

Immediately, it spat out a visible demonic script, an abstract symbol resembling its own form, which was imprinted on Jiang Chatu's forehead.

A moment later, the symbol transformed into a stream of green light that enveloped Jiang Chatu's entire body, and her bones began to crack.

Jiang Chatu let out a painful groan, which was similar to bone-breaking surgery without anesthesia, something that not everyone could endure.

"There is no beauty without effort, and this little pain is nothing to change your destiny."

As the painted skin demon spoke, it picked up the human skin it had cut off from the copper basin, smelled it carefully, then cut open its belly again and stuffed it back in.

"Wait another hour, just be patient."

As her bones fractured and reformed, Jiang Chatu curled up in the armchair in agony, her body trembling uncontrollably, cold sweat pouring down her face, and screaming incessantly. Her hands gripped the armrests of the armchair tightly, as if she wanted to crush the seemingly fragile but actually sturdy armrests, her fingernails digging into them until they bled.

Lin Mo and the others finally understood why they had tied Jiang Chatu's hands and feet; it was to prevent her from losing control in pain.

"So, being a masked person is so painful."

"An hour? That would be excruciatingly painful, wouldn't it?"

"..."

Lin Mo and the other two were reluctant to watch, but they had already stood there all day and were just one step away from the final result, so how could they miss it?

One hour later.

Jiang Chatu has completely transformed himself, even his height and build have become exactly the same as the person in the painting.

Of course, the person in the painting is still relatively abstract; she is more concrete, but you can tell at a glance that she is the woman in the portrait.

However, her face was pale, her whole body was soaked in sweat, and there were bloodstains on her palms. She looked quite disheveled.

"Are you done?"

Her voice was also a little hoarse; after all, she had been howling for a whole hour, so it was impossible for it not to be hoarse.

The demon with the painted skin handed her a bronze mirror and told her to look at herself.

Jiang Chatu stared blankly at the woman in the mirror for a long time before two lines of tears streamed down her face.

"It's her, it's her, the only woman who lives in his heart, I've finally become her."

The Painted Skin Demon ignored Jiang Chatu's reaction, put the screen back in his belly, and said to Lin Mo.

“I have kept my promise and fulfilled the agreement. I have finally had no further contact with your wizarding family.”

"Senior, aren't you a friend of my ancestor?"

Lin Mo felt that the Painted Skin Demon's words had a sense of liberation about them, rather than the advice that an old friend would give to his descendants.

"Pah, what kind of friends are you? The old wizard, your ancestor, used to go around challenging monsters to duels. The losers had to leave him their contact information so he could use them in the future. Those powerful monsters who claimed to be his friends were all lying to you, just to save face. The old wizard had no friends; he even tricked his wife into marrying him."

Lin Mo's lips twitched slightly. Judging from the description of the Painted Skin Demon, his ancestor didn't seem like a good person.

And the fact that he tricked his wife into marrying him is a huge revelation.

How did he defeat you?

Ye Zimo asked curiously.

"Don't be fooled by my masterful disguise skills. My combat strength is only 5. If I get caught by a wizard, I can easily be tossed around and flattened."

The painted-skin demon sighed, then suddenly covered his mouth. Oh no, he had exposed his weakness.

It snatched the bronze mirror from Jiang Chatu's hand, disappeared into the crack in the ground, and was never seen again.

Lin Mo shook his head helplessly. It seemed he wouldn't be able to enjoy the fruits of his ancestors' labor.

He opened the Lich's Directory and found that the records and contact information for the Painted Skin Demon had disappeared, and that page was now blank.

The same was true for the Yaksha Demon and Blood Princess he had summoned before; the Nine-Tails' records were still there, but only half of the contact information remained.

It seems that the contact information of monsters who have fulfilled their agreements will disappear completely, while the contact information of monsters who are fulfilling their agreements will disappear by half. Only the contact information of monsters who have not fulfilled their agreements will be fully recorded. This is indeed a debt of favors... Lin Mo thought to himself.

Ye Zimo fell asleep on Xiao Ju's body, continuing to catch up on sleep after a sleepless night.

Jiang Chatu wiped away her tears and looked at Lin Mo.

"I will keep my promise, but I am a little weak right now and need to rest for a day."

Lin Mo nodded. He had witnessed Jiang Chatu's transformation from beginning to end and knew that it hadn't been easy for her, so he wasn't in a hurry to rush her.

Fortunately, a cunning rabbit has three burrows, and Lin Mo's old house is not the only one that can be used.

There's another hotel in the suburbs near the county seat, only 2 kilometers away. I can't possibly stay in a hotel.

As the group arrived at the dilapidated old house, Xiaoju suddenly felt a surge of fighting spirit.

This is a two-story dilapidated building. Moss covers the walls, and the entire back of the house is covered with ivy. It begins to decay in autumn, with only some withered vines stubbornly clinging to the walls, blocking most of the light.

On the wall, which was no longer distinguishable between gray and white or gray and black, the word "demolish" was written in large red paint.

The security gate was rusty, and Lin Mo gently pushed it open.

boom!

The security door collapsed to the ground, officially marking the end of its life.

Lin Mo smiled awkwardly, feeling that staying in a hotel was still the most reliable option.

The old house has become a paradise for spiders, cockroaches, and rats to manage.

When these small animals saw someone come in, they immediately scattered and ran away, squeezing into any hole they could find.

A cockroach, oblivious to its surroundings, darted right under Xiaoju's feet and was mercilessly stomped to death by her.

Spiderwebs were everywhere inside the house. A large spider slowly fell down and landed on Lin Mo's head, seemingly welcoming its owner back.

Apart from these uninvited guests, the tables, chairs, sofas, coffee tables, and even the wooden bed in the bedroom are still there.

There was an old Midea water heater in the toilet and a dilapidated refrigerator in the kitchen; these appliances had long since broken down.

"Hey, let's go to the hotel."

Lin Mo sighed, feeling that this place was no longer suitable for human habitation.

Ye Zimo jumped off Xiao Ju's back, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and thought that the poor lighting in the house was perfect for her.

"Here it is, Xiaoju, please clean it up."

Xiaoju nodded emphatically; seeing such a challenging house, her maid abilities were already overflowing.

With her short legs, she found a broom and a rag in the kitchen and started getting busy.

Even with a maid as skilled as Xiaoju, it took her a full hour and a half to clean the house.

When Lin Mo stepped back into the house, it had been completely renovated.

The removal of cobwebs, dust, rats, cockroaches, poisonous mushrooms in the corners, and other dirty and messy elements gives people the feeling that although the home is poor, it is clean.

"Come in."

Lin Mo invited Ye Zimo, and only then did Ye Zimo step into the room.

Chapter 67 The Conch Girl

The group entered the house and sat down on the bench next to the wooden table.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Four crisp sounds rang out as the chairs neatly fell to the ground, announcing their retirement.

"Um...it seems it's still not safe for people to live here."

Lin Mo reluctantly took out his phone, intending to book a hotel.

"and many more."

Ye Zimo handed her phone to Lin Mo, and the screen was frozen on the tenth chapter of Lin Mo's comic "Monster Contact List," titled "The Conch Girl."

Lin Mo was stunned for a moment, then took out the "Lich's Communication Book" from his pocket and opened the record of the Conch Demon.

[Seashell Fairy: A little fairy who lives in the deep sea.]

[Weaknesses: Obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness, very timid.]

[Strengths: Likes to repay kindness quietly, mainly by helping people build new homes and clean chores; possesses a magical conch shell.]

[Communication Method: Take a basin of clean water, draw the following totem in the water, and summon directly.]

Lin Mo found the washbasin in the kitchen, turned on the tap, and a gurgling sound rang out as rusty-colored tap water flowed out.

Lin Mo left it for a long time, but no clean water came out. He guessed that the inner wall of the water pipe had been completely corroded by rust. This kind of fragile water pipe is most likely to burst in winter. Fortunately, November is still autumn.

I'll just have to make do.

Lin Mo began to carve patterns in the rusty water. The pattern for summoning the conch demon was very simple, just a conch drawn in one stroke.

As soon as Lin Mo finished drawing, a blue light flashed, and a colorful conch emerged from the rust-colored dirty water.