149: Chapter 149 Encoffining

"Su Qing, are you alright?" Chen Mo helped Su Qing up from the ground.

"I, I'm fine! But Chen Mo..."

Following the direction of Su Qing's finger, they saw three figures sitting upright in front of the gray cement wall.

On the left and right were two palace maids holding huge plantain fans, but these two maids were dressed distinctly differently from the previous ones; they likely belonged to the household.

The two giant plantain fans crossed each other, blocking the person sitting in the center.

Chen Mo's gaze looked toward the gap beneath the plantain fans, revealing a pair of three-inch golden lotuses, wearing green embroidered shoes adorned with exquisite cloud patterns.

Looking further up, the legs were fair, slender, and smooth as grease, without a single hair.

Looking again above the plantain fans, an ancient woman's hair bun was revealed; Chen Mo understood that sitting behind them was likely a wax figure of some ancient young lady.

"Hehehe! The two who arrived today are quite the handsome man and beautiful woman, how delightful!"

Hearing the voice, Chen Mo and Su Qing exchanged a glance, both wearing expressions of confusion.

Why did this voice sound neither male nor female?

When the plantain fans in front were opened, Chen Mo understood why the voice sounded like that.

Su Qing was so frightened that her face turned deathly pale.

The person in the middle was not a young lady at all.

Its face possessed both the rugged lines of a male and the soft contours of a female.

It had long eyelashes and deep eyes, yet they were paired with a pair of sword-like brows.

Its face was painted with exaggerated rouge, and its lips were smeared with a bewitching purple.

Its upper body wore a male robe, while its lower body wore the vibrant long skirt of a dancer.

"Is this an intersex person?"

Seeing the person's bulging breasts, as well as a certain unknown part, it also displayed male characteristics.

Such a perfectly blended hermaphrodite appearing before Chen Mo made him unable to help but want to vomit.

"It's too disgusting!"

Su Qing curled backward twice, hiding behind Chen Mo.

"Today, my Master Dong is going to the countryside to meet with village women, but unfortunately, the makeup from the last time has completely fallen off. You two must be the new makeup artists."

"If you can satisfy my Master Dong, you two will receive a reward."

"And if you cannot satisfy my Master Dong, then stay voluntarily to serve Master Dong in bed tonight!"

Hearing the words of the two palace maids, and looking at Master Dong's ugly face with half-peeled makeup, Chen Mo understood.

This was asking them to apply male makeup to it, the more handsome the better, because it was going out to pluck flowers today.

And if they couldn't satisfy Master Dong, then Chen Mo and Su Qing, one man and one woman, would be reduced to toys for Master Dong to vent its desires upon.

"Damn it! This Thriller Game really has heavy tastes."

"Even if I don't die from failing the task, I'd be losing my first time to an intersex person." Chen Mo felt completely awful.

Upon hearing this, Su Qing's face also turned deathly pale, and Chen Mo could feel her body shivering even more violently.

Turning around to look at Su Qing, Chen Mo patted her shoulders and said, "Little Su, this is all up to you. I know your makeup skills."

"But... Chen Mo, I..."

"Talking so much is useless. Go apply the makeup first. If we fail, rest assured, I will safely lead us both out."

"We can get clues from it," Chen Mo whispered into Su Qing's ear.

Looking at Chen Mo's earnest eyes, Su Qing also clenched her fists and nodded.

She trusted Chen Mo.

She then walked toward Master Dong.

Su Qing rummaged through her small Nurse bag and took out the mortician's rouge box.

Chen Mo's eyes lit up when he saw this; he hadn't expected that Su Qing's Nurse outfit could also carry items.

After holding the rouge box, Master Dong, who had originally intended to take liberties with Su Qing during the makeup process, suddenly became calm, and the lewd look instantly vanished.

This was the passive effect of the rouge box; when applying makeup, it could make ghosts treat you as one of their own.

The group of palace maids blocking the outside opened a small gap between their legs.

Lu Chengfeng and the others crowded forward, looking inside.

They saw Su Qing sitting on Chen Mo's shoulders, with Chen Mo doing his best to hold her steadily.

Master Dong was very tall; even sitting down, it was nearly 2 meters tall. Only by cooperating could Su Qing reach its head.

At this moment, Su Qing was inches away from Master Dong's ugly face.

The mask-like wax face was covered in cracks, and maggots crawled out from those fissures, squirming along Master Dong's face and neck.

Su Qing suppressed her disgust, took out two alcohol disinfectant pads, and gently wiped along Master Dong's face.

When the alcohol cotton pad slid across the cheek, the face that had originally been thickly coated with white powder instantly revealed charred, blackened skin as if burned by fire.

Her fingertips also happened to touch the head of a maggot.

Su Qing couldn't help but want to scream right then and there, immediately covering her mouth.

"What? Is my skin not good?" Master Dong asked.

Su Qing hurriedly shook her head, put on a brilliant smile, and said, "I have never seen such good skin!"

Lu Chengfeng and the others watching from the outside saw this and couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"Damn! Good job, Su Qing! Hang in there!"

After cleaning the face, Su Qing took out a small rouge spoon and gently dipped into the peach-red rouge in the rouge box.

She gently dotted the rouge on the smile muscles, but just after one touch.

Master Dong's eyeballs retracted like a snail's, then bulged out of the eye sockets, squirming up and down in the air.

"It's a bit itchy. My eyes are beautiful, right?" Master Dong asked again.

"Of course, very beautiful," Su Qing replied.

The eyeballs would occasionally approach Su Qing's pupils and even circle along her neck.

Su Qing remained unmoved, picked up the rouge brush, and gently blended the rouge on the face.

In order to alleviate Su Qing's Fear, Chen Mo, who was below, also took the initiative to chat with her.

"You actually know ancient makeup techniques?"

"Yes! After all, to master a skill, one should study its source. Once the principles are learned, various makeup styles become very simple."

Hearing Chen Mo's voice, Su Qing's tense heart also eased quite a bit.

Next came applying lip color, drawing brows, and dusting powder...

"Make it look like a handsome man. Master Dong's background should be from the Song Dynasty; handsome young men were popular back then too!" Chen Mo reminded her.

"Mhm! I know."

Just like that, after half an hour, the makeup was finally finished.

Chen Mo was finally able to release Su Qing's calves and set her back on the ground, feeling his shoulders aching.

"Master Dong, you can go on your tryst now!"

Taking the bronze mirror handed over by the palace maid, and looking at its own beautiful self inside, Master Dong felt as if it had changed its head.

Even Chen Mo was greatly amazed; sure enough, this was the legendary 21st-century head-swapping technique.

Master Dong was very satisfied, rummaged through its robe, took out a small slip of paper and 100 horror coins from inside, and handed them to Su Qing.

The two exchanged a glance, both with the corners of their mouths slightly curled.

However, unexpectedly, Chen Mo also received a reward.

Master Dong took out another one and handed it to Chen Mo, saying.

"You, as a stool, have also worked hard."