The old man smiled and said, "It's okay now, your cousin is dead, and once he dies, it is considered one less evil."

The girl nodded, "Yes. Old man, did my aunt really come back just now?"

The old man nodded, "Yes, she is looking for you now, you must be careful."

The girl angrily said, "I'm not afraid of her. It's a big deal to fight with her."

The old man quickly persuaded, "Don't, you fight with her—"

"What? You can't believe me, think I can't beat her, right?"

The old man smiled, "I didn't mean that, I just think she looks at the mountain like the iron tower, and you look delicate and weak, I am worried that you will suffer."

"Heh, don't you still think I will lose to her?"

The old man was stunned, not knowing how to continue the conversation. Seeing the old man's worried look, the girl smiled sweetly.

"Master, it seems that you are on my side and support me."

"Of course I support you, after all, you are a victim."

The old man said that, in fact, as to who the victim is and who the murderer is, there is no way to know, because what he sees at present is only their corpses. Everyone’s death is terrible. As for everyone. He couldn't figure out the cause of death. He said this because he didn't want to offend the girl.

"Master, can you help me do something."

"What's the matter? As long as I can do it, I will help you."

Although the old man is very timid, but he is very kind after all, and when he was very young, his elders have educated him. He must be busy when he is too busy. People will be reincarnated soon, and it is not easy to ask for help. If you can help, you must help.

The girl was very happy when she saw the old man's promise.

"Actually, it's very simple. Just do the work that the makeup artist does during the day and do it again."

The old man was taken aback when he heard it, "Huh? Girl, other busy, my old man can reach out to help. But I really can’t do this makeup. Besides, the makeup artist’s makeup is pretty good. You look at your little face, pink is pink, white is white, so happy, I can’t paint such a pink and jade makeup."

The girl sneered, "Oh, old man, you are laughing so hard at me. I asked you to help, not make you make-up."

The old man frowned, "Oh, this makeup artist does not make up. What else can he do?"

The girl smiled and said, "Master, your head is really stupid. The makeup artist who applies makeup to living people naturally only applies makeup to people. Regardless of other things, the makeup artist who applies makeup to dead people does not only apply makeup to dead people."

"Then what else is he doing?"

"Of course I helped the deceased organize the remains and remains."

"What does it mean to tidy up the remains."

"Oh, my old man, why don't you even understand this? Those who died of normal illness naturally don't need to sort out the remains. But for those unlucky ghosts who died in accidents, such as those who died in a car accident, or Most of the corpses of these unlucky ghosts who died in the war were not whole corpses. Those who lacked arms and legs had to be connected by someone. Those who were missing half of their heads had to be refilled with fillers. Those who lost their heads, Someone has to sew it. Similar to this kind of work, a makeup artist has to do it."

The girl suddenly increased her tone when she said the four words "head off".

The old man shivered, "Girl, don't you want me to help you--"

"Yes, that's right, I just want you to help me sew my head back to my neck."

"Huh? This job? I can't do it."

The old man looked at the girl's head and then at her blood-stained neck, backing away in fright. The old man said in his heart, this work of head-stitching is not a joke.

The girl suddenly changed her face and said sternly, "No, since you have promised me, you must do it."

The old man shook his head vigorously, "But I really haven't done such a complicated job. I really can't do such a difficult job."

The girl pretended to smile easily, "It's nothing complicated, you can sew it with a needle and thread."

"This-girl, this stitching of the head is not a joke, it's really impossible to sew it after a few seconds."

"Master, you are such a waste, stop talking nonsense, and sew me quickly."

After the girl finished speaking, she slapped her head on the table and motioned to the old man to do it quickly. The old man looked at that head and trembled with fright. At this moment, the beautiful eyes on that head fixedly looked at him, wishing to swallow him. But how dare the old man agree to such a request?

"Girl, I really can't do it."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up."

The old man had to stretch out his trembling hand to take the head, and his hand suddenly stopped. His stopping caused the girl's dissatisfaction, so she yelled again.

"What are you doing? Why did you stop? Do you regret it? Don't regret it."

"Girl, it's not that I want to regret it, but I don't have any needles and threads. How can I sew it for you?"

The old man was right, this stitching the head also needs something. Without needles and threads, it would be hard for a clever woman to cook without rice.

The girl frowned, but, soon, her brows opened up, and she shouted impatiently, "Old man, this is a hospital. Will there be a shortage of needles in the hospital? They often perform operations on patients and stitch up wounds. Need to use needle and thread. You go find it, there must be needle and thread."

"Girl, you’re right, but I’m just the guard of the morgue. Now it’s my duty time. I can’t run around. If the nurse sees me, I’ll get a small report. You know, those nurses are all They are long-tongued women. As long as they can't understand anyone, their tongue will be shaken and the one-month bonus will be gone. Girl, you are good, I don't think you will watch me get the bonus deducted."

The girl ignored the old man's pleading.

"No, stop talking nonsense. To you, is my head less important than your bonus?"

"No! I didn't mean that. Don't get me wrong."

"Then you go find it!"

At this time, the old man was completely frightened, and he didn't even react. What did the girl say.

"What are you looking for?"

"Of course it's sewing! Do you think it's barbecued pork buns?"

The girl yelled fiercely, and the old man had to sigh, put down the wine bottle sullenly, and walked towards the gate.

The old man opened the door, walked into the corridor, and sighed dejectedly, "What is this, in the middle of the night, I was caught by a female corpse to help her find a stitch for her head. I really deserved her in my previous life."

As soon as the voice fell, I suddenly heard a sneer from behind, "Master, you are mine."

The old man looked back and saw the door opened. The girl's headless body was holding her head and looking at him with a smile. Then, her face suddenly sank, and he said viciously, "Hurry up and find me a needle and thread, hurry up!"

The old man screamed in fright and ran away. A grinning sneer came from behind him, making him shout louder and run faster. The old man's screams and the young girl's sneer echoed in the corridor.