I, the last yin and yang embroidery master

“Huh?”

Su Yu was stunned for a moment.

I was very confused.

A girl with a beautiful face says in front of you that this face is not hers.

It doesn’t matter who it takes.

It’s terrifying.

Su Yu carefully looked at Xia Tong’s face again.

There are no subtle abnormalities, no pinholes or scars, let alone a facelift.

Two fingers lightly tapped on the coffee table and asked in a deep voice.

“I don’t see any obvious problem, why would you suddenly say it’s not your face?”

Xia Tong raised his head slightly, bit his lower lip lightly, and lost his concentration for a moment.

He took out his mobile phone and previous ID photo from his bag and handed it to Su Yu.

Su Yu took the mobile phone and ID photo, and at the same time looked at Xia Tong’s face to compare it, and frowned deeply.

Judging by the situation in mobile phones and ID photos alone.

This is not a person at all.

Except for the incomparably similar body, the whole face is completely different.

If you have to say that this is the same person.

Then it can only be said that it is, a thorough face replacement surgery was performed.

And most critically.

After changing the face, it is not said that it has become good-looking, or that it has become more refined.

It can even be said.

It became a little less impressive than before.

But this is not the end, Xia Tong lowered his head and continued to tremble.

“Master Su, you can look at the next photo of your phone.”

After Su Yu heard Xia Tong’s words, his finger gently swiped to the next picture.

Inside are pictures of different women.

There are youth, maturity, vicissitudes, and even photos of old age.

Su Yu thought of some possibility in an instant, and asked Xia Tong.

“These won’t be…”

Xia Tong put his hands on his knees and nodded a little embarrassed.

“Yes, these are my pictures too.”

“Or you can say that these are the me of yesterday, the day before yesterday, or the day before yesterday.”

Hearing this situation corresponding to the answer in his heart, Su Yu couldn’t help but take a deep breath and asked.

“How long has it been, this situation?”

Xia Tong slowly raised his head, and there was a look of some horror in his eyes.

“Five days, it’s been five days.”

“It’s been five days since I noticed that my face has changed.”

“In these five days, I have changed five different appearances…”

Su Yu put down his mobile phone and ID photo, stared at Xia Tong’s eyes, and asked a little sharply.

“Why have they all appeared for five days, and you are only here now, didn’t you notice the weirdness before?”

This sentence is already a bit questioning.

To know.

Being inexplicably changed faces, such a weird thing.

It doesn’t matter if it’s on anyone.

On the day, everyone will scream in fear.

It will never be like Xia Tong.

It can last for five more days.

Xia Tong took out a jade pendant from his neck and slowly explained.

“This spirit jade was given to me by the third uncle, and it has the effect of driving away evil spirits and taking refuge.”

“At that time, as soon as this situation appeared, I had already asked the third uncle.”

“He asked me to find a senior person to help me see it immediately, but because my work is a little special, the time is not easy to arrange.”

“After the third uncle helped me determine that there would be no major problems, I dared to delay coming for so long.”

Su Yu keenly caught one of Xia Tong’s words just now and asked aloud.

“You said you have something special about your job, what is the situation?”

Heard this question from Su Yu.

Xia Tong’s rare eyes lit up, and he said with some solemnity.

“I’m an undertaker.”

“Rejuvenate the already cold person and give her eternal beauty.”

Undertaker.

These three words suddenly made Su Yu a little impressed.

Undertaker is a relatively modern term.

In ancient times, there was also this profession, which was called funeral master.

If we say that makeup artists, beauticians, etc. are professions that serve the living.

The mortician is a profession that serves the dead.

Let the deceased, regardless of the miserable death, bid farewell to this world with the best face and a quiet attitude.

Because it’s like forensics.

Undertakers are in direct contact with the deceased, so most of these professions are male-dominated.

It can even be said.

A rare female undertaker.

This is also what makes Su Yu a little impressed by Xia Tong.

But this is also very likely to become the scourge of such a strange thing for her.

Xia Tong did not stop talking, but continued to shine with his eyes.

“From the moment I started working as an undertaker, I knew one thing.”

“I was born for this job.”

“Looking at those deceased, in my hands little by little restored to their previous appearance, quiet not like dying, more like sleeping.”

“My heart is full of a sense of accomplishment, it is I who let a person leave this world with both hands.”

“Death may be a door, and death is not the end, but transcendence.”

“Leaving with the best face is the best gift I can give them.”

These words.

Ling Su Yu glanced higher at Xia Tong.

In fact, whether it is a medical examiner or an undertaker, most people just have a work attitude.

Dedication is already the limit of what can be done.

Not to mention making it a mission and a responsibility.

There are even fewer who can reach Xia Tong’s level.

Like that phrase in it.

It is for this job.

Su Yu took a sip of the clear tea and continued to ask.

“So you dragged it out for five days just to put those dead in the funeral?”

Xia Tong still replied brightly.

“More formal burials will have genders.”

“Because only women understand women best and can show true beauty.”

“And in order to be able to work quietly, I have my own studio with a fixed schedule every day.”

“Every funeral of the deceased has an hour, so I can only have time to finish the makeup of those who have already been arranged.”

“Although I was very scared of such a strange thing happening to me, I believe that they will not harm me.”

“Because.”

After Xia Tong was silent for a moment, he spoke with a trill.

“This look on my face.”

“Actually, it’s the appearance of the deceased I went to yesterday…”