Undertaker: an Actor, He Insisted on Asking Me to Paint Dark Makeup

"Just like the boy we met earlier, for him, the world is full of malice, his face is devastated, and there is no beauty at all." "In this situation, he has suffered so much, what is there in the world? The reason is, let him not enter the reincarnation, let him continue to be tortured in the eighteenth hell." Su Yu wiped the dead man's mouth and nose clean, put the white cloth aside, looked sideways at the tool box beside him, and explained.

"More so sometimes."

"Suicide is not an escape, nor is it cowardly, and it proves itself innocent."

"There was once a person who left this sentence: I am not afraid of shattering my body, but I only leave my innocence in the world."

"Heaven and earth have eyes, and good and evil will be rewarded."

"For this kind of person, how can you punish them and make them fall into boundless hell?" Su Yu's heart-warming words.

It made Lao Yang's head nod subconsciously, more like a feeling in his heart.

Just as he turned to look at Su Yu and was about to continue speaking, a strange red light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Look towards the location of the red light.

Old Yang's head suddenly showed a look of horror, and drops of sweat appeared on his forehead, and asked in a trembling and hoarse voice.

"Su Yu, did you use cinnabar just now..."

Su Yu, who was looking for the toolbox, answered without hesitation.

"No." "I'm still arranging the instrument now, so naturally I haven't reached the step of dressing up." Lao Yang swallowed, feeling his legs a little stiff, and asked more and more trembling.

"Su...Su Yu, are you sure?"

"Then have you ever seen a deceased... who shed blood and tears?"

Su Yu, who was still in doubt.

Hearing the words behind Lao Yang's head, he suddenly stood up and looked at the face of the deceased.

Just a glance.

This made Su Yu frown deeply and wrinkle, even more solemn.

The deceased who had just finished sorting out the instrument at this time.

His eyes were tightly closed, and two lines of red blood tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

It's a very strange sight, which makes the scalp numb.

According to common sense.

People die, and the heart stops beating.

All the blood coagulates and loses its activity. It is absolutely impossible to leave blood and tears like this.

Old Yang's face was crowded into a ball, and he looked at Su Yu and said in horror.

"How is this going……"

"Obviously I didn't do anything, why did this happen all of a sudden?"

The dead shed blood and tears.

Such a weird thing.

Not to mention the head of Yang Yang, even if it were someone from the yin, who was not deep in Taoism, they would be too frightened to speak.

Su Yumohua pointed his finger, thought for a moment, and said slowly.

"He is indeed dead."

"When I cleaned his face before, his body was already stiff, and it was even colder without temperature. This is undoubtedly a complete death of the dead."? ...for flowers...

"This situation may be similar to the first suffering master we have seen before."

Old Yang didn't answer, his lips trembled, a little hard to say.

Su Yu sorted out the thoughts in his head, stared at the deceased who left blood and tears, and affirmed.

"The original bitter master was someone who couldn't rest his eyes."

"And now this bitter master has blood and tears in his eyes, and he is extremely unwilling and wronged in his heart."

When Old Yangtou heard these words, he suddenly thought of something and asked Su Yu with wide eyes.

"The coffin masters have always passed down three non-coffins: 1? Those who are in coffins will not be buried. 2? Those who are young and children will not be buried. 3? Those who have been wronged by the sky will not be buried."

"Xiaoxu belongs to the type who has grievances, and there is no way to carry out the funeral. This can..."

Before the old Yangtou finished speaking.

Su Yu shook his head and interrupted his words.

"No no no, not so."

"Whether it's blood and tears in the eyes, or death without resting eyes, it can't be regarded as a monstrous grievance."

"And compared to grievances, it is even more unwilling."

"If you think about it carefully, you are crying blood and tears after you die. How unwilling you are in your heart."

Old Yang was stunned for a moment, and quickly continued to ask.

"Are you unwilling?" "Then what are we going to do now, if we leave it alone, it is estimated that Lao Zhang is here??..."