Shuo Yue glared at the zombie face in front of him for a long time, so that he could control the wild grass and mud horse and beast deep inside, and bit his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll wash, you lie down, don't go away, so as not to scare the children."

“Hmm.”

The moon stood up, walked back to the water room, the water in the water room still some temperature, will not feel too cold.

She washed her skin with this warm water, washed her, and stopped her hand, and her eyes fell on the "stain" on the white skin.

That was when she had dealt with the female ghost before, the burns were struck out with characters.

The moon was not feeling good in his heart.

At that time, she was only happy, no matter what means to use to kill the skinned girl, so she did not care about anything, and a character hit the skinned female ghost's face.At that time, she was only quiet and quiet was her most hated enemy, so of course, she could hit her face, of course, hit her face, have you ever seen an enemy not punching a face?

But now she regretted it, and in the sight of her quiet dead face, the empty and desperate eyes of the sky, she looked so pitiful.

Even if she can finally successfully sew her quiet face back, I am afraid, quiet is also disfigured.

The moon was a little stunned for a while, the more I thought about it, the more I felt, and finally I didn't want to.Three or two to wash the skin, shake the water beads, this strode back.

One person works alone, and it is not too quiet to let her beat herself up after it is quiet.

She went back and looked at the quiet, quiet eyes are unspeakably poor.She opened her mouth, and finally decided not to say for a while, first put the quiet face back, there are scars on the face, it is better to have no face.

From the bag, the moon put the things that were selected for her before the Chen Xu one by one, and asked the past one by one.

"The glue"

Quietly shake your head.

"Transparent glue"

Quietly shake your head.

"The needle"

He breathed a sigh of relief, and then shook his head quickly.

"The Book Machine"

Quietly shocked: "What the hell is the stapler?"

She shook her head, "I don't know, maybe I can nail your face back like a nail workbook."

Quietly staring at the eyes: "Who is this to tell you that you can do this?"

When the moon looked back, the words of "my master" did not fall, she was speechless, and her irresponsible master had become a black cat, lying on the grass, and showed her a wretched smile.

"In short, my master can do everything and knows everything, and he said that he can use a staple machine."The moon turned back and said nonsense about silence.

Quietly swallowing and mouthing: “Can I trust you?”

The moon nods: "If it doesn't succeed, I'll take my head off and give you a kick."

“Hmm.”In this way, he breathed a sigh of relief and opened his terrible eyes.

Shuo Yue also breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest, and said to himself, fortunately, recently in the uncle's study secretly turned over to a Maoshan secret, there is a magic called flying head, ginger Taigong has used, as long as the mantra, you can take off the head, and can fly to the sky, this secret she has not practiced.

The moon took a hard look at the four things in front of him, so many things, should choose so good?

“You just didn’t choose, so I chose it for you,” asked the moon.

Quietly: “Well, whatever you want.The dead horse is a living horse doctor.”

Shuo Yue picked it up, and finally put her small hand on the glue bottle, she turned to look at the black cat: "Master, can I succeed with glue?"

The black cat got up, pulled out a hammer, and lit out the claws a little longer and grinded it.

“Well, try it.”

The moon swallowed the water, looked at the quiet zombie face, well, tried the sky fell down and Master was facing it.

She unscrewed the glue cover and applied the glue to her quiet face.

“Ah”

When a drop of glue drips into the quiet face, the quiet and painfully cried out the pink fresh meat that had lost the protection of the skin became very fragile, even if there was a breeze, it was like thousands of knives in the cutting of the silence, not to mention the glue containing chemicals.

She did not understand her pain and said, “It’s okay, it’s okay, hold on, until I can put my face back on when I apply the glue.”If there is no glue, the skin will not stick back, and it may fall down.”

When he heard it quietly, he bit his lips with tears and “um” in pain.

The fingers of the glue were smeared on the quiet lips, paused, and said, “You release your mouth, you don’t want your mouth.”

Then he let go of his lips, and pain and despair appeared in his eyes.

Shuo Yue carefully painted the glue to the quiet face, confirmed that there was no missing, quickly opened the washed skin and carefully posted it back.

Of course, the quiet is painful, but the moon said that you can't shed tears, first-class tears, the glue will turn on, so there is no effect.So she can only endure, even if the pain is intolerable, she also has to endure.

The moon put the skin flat and pushed the face away with his fingers, leaving no folds.

She said softly to Wen Jing quietly: "My neighbor's sister told me that girls must spread the mask, can not leave a little bubble in the crack, can not let the mask leave a mark, otherwise, the skin will easily leave wrinkles."I'm trying to smooth your skin, so that I won't let you leave a little wrinkle later, or if you crooked it, it's not good."

“Hmm.”She could not speak in silence, and the consolation of the moon was a hope in her pain.

Her face was covered with glue, and the tender flesh and sensitive facial nerves were all like burning pain, and she turned her eyes several times, but the gentle comforting sound of the moon came from her ears, which seemed to be the sound of heaven from heaven, which made her continue to have the courage to bear all this pain in the future.

She was very satisfied with the quiet, and she never made the mask as carefully as this time.

She looked at the quiet, pulled out the paper towel, while wiping her fingers on the glue, she said to the quiet: "Wait, wait, wait until the glue is dry, your face will go back."

"Hm" quietly nodded, she clenched her fist and waited for the moment when the glue dried.

When the glue is dry, can a quiet face really grow back?