The difference between the two photos of the young man was immense.
In the first photo, the young man's skin was a healthy wheat color, his features sharp and defined. Combined with long-term exercise and training, his physique was broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted, exuding vitality.
But the second photo, which the Fated Person must have taken recently, showed a dramatic change.
The other party wore a coat, which completely concealed his body, but his face was covered with thick foundation, even drawn eyebrows and rouged cheeks, making his eyes appear eerily feminine.
"Troublesome..."
Yao Yao's pupils, like crimson lotuses, flickered. She saw layers of greenish human skin, fitting perfectly onto the Fated Person's roommate.
If not for the yin energy on the skin that couldn't be hidden, Yao Yao truly would have overlooked it.
But once a clue was found, with careful digging, these small tricks were nowhere to hide from her eyes.
In the photo, the Fated Person's roommate's body was depleted of vital energy and blood, and his internal organs were decaying. These were conditions that only occurred after death.
Now, appearing eerily on a "living person," there was only one possibility: the one alive was not human, but the "skin."
"Big Brother, besides touching up his makeup, does your friend also spray a lot of strong-smelling perfume?"
Yao Yao paused, then slowly said.
As she spoke, the Fated Person's eyes widened slightly, then he hastily nodded vigorously.
"Yes, yes, yes. He used to smell of sweat, and we often told him to pay attention to hygiene, but he acted very nonchalant about it."
"But ever since we found out he started wearing makeup, he suddenly started spraying perfume instead. And he also got a bunch of fragrances, lighting them every now and then, making the dorm unbearable."
They had tried to give feedback to the other party, but he still went his own way. And because it crossed academies, even looking for an advisor didn't seem to solve the problem.
According to the advisor, lighting fragrances wasn't a major offense, purely a personal hobby. If they felt stuffy, they should just ventilate and not make a big fuss.
The Fated Person knew that university advisors generally didn't like to get involved. If he pursued it further, the problem might not be solved, and he might even leave a bad impression.
He thus swallowed his anger. He usually opened the windows to ventilate when he had nothing to do...
"Master, what kind of situation is this? Why would a person change so drastically? So I suspect he's turned into a pervert!"
The Fated Person's face showed bitterness. If he wasn't sure he couldn't defeat the other party, he would have at least tried to pick a fight.
God knew a 1.9-meter tall guy wearing makeup in the dorm every day—who wouldn't be scared?
"Big Brother, your roommate is a normal person. It's just that, the current him, is not 'him' anymore."
"As for why he suddenly started wearing makeup, it's because he has to cover up the corpse spots on his body, and the stench of decay."
Yao Yao felt this Big Brother was too miserable. His life was taken by the other party, yet he still had to bear such a bad reputation. So she proactively clarified things for him.
As these words came out, the Fated Person's eyes suddenly widened. He had absolutely not expected such an answer.
Then, he thought that he had actually been eating and sleeping with a dead person, and even suspected the dead person had feelings for him...
At this moment, goosebumps uncontrollably erupted all over his body.
However, it didn't end there. He then heard the Master's words immediately follow.
"Big Brother, if I'm not mistaken, your friend has been applying makeup more diligently recently, haven't they?"
Yao Yao tilted her head slightly, her eyes sparkling.
The Fated Person's heart skipped a beat. He knew that the Master asking this was definitely not a good sign, but he didn't deceive himself, slowly nodding in agreement.
"He used to only touch up in the morning and evening, but now he does it at noon too."
This was what he saw. The other party's makeup bottles and jars were all on him. Who knew how many times he did it secretly.
"Master, am I in trouble? You have to save me!"
When something unusual happens, there must be a demon. The Fated Person's throat was a little dry, and he no longer cared about his face, immediately shouting for help.
The speed of his slide-to-kneel was so fast that the netizens, who were originally looking forward to a good show, immediately cursed their bad luck.
They always felt something was off. You know, this was such a good plot for a face-slap, but after thinking carefully, it seemed very reasonable.
Because the Fated Person was a regular in the live stream, and he knew the Master's abilities and methods, how could he lose his intelligence and court death when he knew there was danger?
Such a dramatic, face-slapping contradiction only appeared in novels. Reality wasn't like that.
Yao Yao saw this and nodded. "Don't worry, Big Brother, with Yao Yao here, you'll be fine, but this trouble needs to be resolved!"
"The reason it's clinging to you is because it's eyeing your body. It needs to change its skin."
Yao Yao's voice was light, as if she were merely drinking water, but the truth she revealed made the Fated Person's face turn pale.
He suppressed his fear and asked, "Master, please tell me, what... what exactly is it?"
He was just an ordinary person. For something that coveted his life, he couldn't possibly be completely uninterested.
Yao Yao heard this, her delicate brows furrowing as she said, "It should be a type of corpse-skin ghost."
This type of malevolent ghost, mixed with corpse skin, could evade the arrest of underworld envoys. But to grow, it could only continuously devour flesh, blood, and human skin.
Especially human skin. For every layer it stacked, its cultivation would advance by a large stage.
If it could change its skin ten times in a row, it could enter the level of a great ghost, truly achieving perfection.
Precisely so, with the Fated Person as the key to its success, the latter would absolutely not allow any mistakes.
If she didn't intervene this time, the Fated Person would likely not escape, especially since he was completely unprepared.
Suddenly encountering such a fierce creature that was about to achieve great success, his life was definitely over.
Upon hearing this, the netizens couldn't help but gasp.
[The Fated Person is too tragic. Not only is his mind tormented, but now his life is also targeted. Ahhh, so tragic!]
[Who can deal with such an unreasonable evil ghost?]
[However, to be fair, the most tragic one is still the Fated Person's roommate. He's dead, and his reputation is ruined. This corpse-skin ghost is truly the cancer of the ghost world.]
If other evil spirits harmed people, death would be a quick release, and at least their reputation would remain clean.
This corpse-skin ghost not only harmed people but also used human skin to deceive others, which was simply too terrifying.
The Fated Person nervously swallowed, then carefully asked, "Master, then... should I call him over now?"
Since the Master said she would resolve it, the person had to be present, right?
And as soon as he finished speaking, he saw the Master slowly nod.
"Yes, Big Brother needs to call it back!"
The Fated Person was first delighted to hear this, as the Master was willing to intervene, and he would definitely be rid of the trouble.
But before the excitement fully took hold, he realized something very serious: he actually had to go and deceive a ghost.
Ahhh, ahhh, the mere thought of it was suffocating.
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