Doodles
Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
The stench of blood assaulted her nostrils. Feng Jiu, who was walking towards the light, felt someone painting her face with something dirty and wet, and that unbearable feeling made her reach out her hand and slap.
"Pow!"
The slap, which landed on her own face, brought her back to consciousness but also left her befuddled.
"What are you doing?"
She knew without even having to look at it that her face was appallingly ugly. She looked at Wanyan Shansan and saw that the other person was also staring at her blankly, with blood on his finger and a pose that looked like he was about to paint on her face. When she saw that, the corner of her lips twitched.
"Awake? Wanyan Shisan gave her a disgusted look. "You look so ugly."
"What did you draw with blood on my face?" Feng Jiu frowned and looked around in amazement. Did he solve all those ghosts so quickly?