Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 616 Dressing Mirror

"I only chose you because you're good-looking and clever. Otherwise, if you had been chosen by those other customers, you would have been in deep trouble."

The female customer said.

"...That's because you're kind-hearted, Madam, hehe."

Xu Han racked his brains to flatter her: "You are indeed good-looking and kind-hearted. I'm so lucky, so lucky."

"is it?"

The female guest's face, with its indistinct features, slowly turned around, her gentle voice soft and delicate, like a sheep in a good mood.

"Look at my face, am I really that good-looking?"

Xu Han: "..."

His legs went weak, but he suppressed his fear and kept his head down, whispering:

"Madam, um, um, am I... am I unable to lift my head?"

"What's wrong with looking up?"

The female customer, turning her head, said, "If I tell you to look up, then you can look up."

Xu Han's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, his hands and feet were trembling, and his mind was in complete chaos.

Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! If I look up, I hope I don't see some gruesome scene of a man with a crooked mouth, slanted eyes, blood streaming from all seven orifices, and a neck twisted and turned over 390 degrees! Holy crap!

"You promised to be obedient—"

"lady!"

Xu Han, who had just pulled out his life-saving item, suddenly looked up, opened his eyes wide, and shouted:

"You are indeed very beautiful!"

The startled female customer: "..."

Xu Han, upon seeing a woman's face with blurred features, was speechless.

Seeing that there was no bloody scene as he had imagined, Xu Han breathed a sigh of relief, and the fear in his eyes dissipated considerably.

He silently put away the props in his hand and continued to smile ingratiatingly:

"Madam, would you like your hair combed again? Let me comb it for you, your hair is so beautiful..."

Actually it is not.

The female guest's hair was very curly, thick, and heavy. Xu Han had to put in a lot of effort to comb it out, and he broke out in a sweat after a while.

This time, it wasn't a cold sweat from being scared; it was genuine sweat from being busy.

"Ugh."

After forcing him to look at her face, the female customer turned away and sighed in front of the vanity mirror.

"What's the use of having beautiful hair? I'm already old. When you're old, you become useless. When you're old, you'll be abandoned prematurely..."

Xu Han didn't quite understand what she was saying. While struggling with the other person's curly hair, he grinned and said:

"No, no! Madam, you look so young! Look how thick your hair is, it's even thicker than a teenage girl's hair!"

Xu Han remembered that An Jie and He Lingling didn't have much hair. Every time He Lingling washed her hair, she would sigh and say that she was going to go bald... Sure enough, women in their twenties lose the most hair. Wait, An Jie should be almost thirty, right?

Once Xu Han's fear subsided, he began to let his imagination run wild. While replying to the female guest's "self-pity," he also secretly looked around the various corners of his room.

The rooms on the second floor all looked pretty much the same, almost identical to the room of the woman who was searching for her head on the floor. The placement of the bed, wardrobe, and dressing table was exactly the same—wait a minute!

Xu Han's hand, which was fighting with his hair, trembled slightly.

He glanced cautiously at the empty, flat "goatskin" on the bed, his throat bobbing several times.

Good heavens... This female guest's room also had a "goatskin"...

Xu Han swallowed hard, her movements as she combed her hair becoming stiff and trembling involuntarily, yet she dared not stop.

He's not stupid; if he stops, the female customer will notice something's wrong...

As for the "goatskin" on the bed... Xu Han was fine at first because he didn't see it, but now that he does, he feels a chill down his spine, as if the "goatskin" is staring at him with wide eyes.

Xu Han secretly groaned, wishing he could run out of this dangerous room as soon as possible.

...You can't have a "goatskin" in every room, can you? Good heavens, if you really do, wouldn't the number of "goatskin" monsters in front of them increase?

Even someone as oblivious as Xu Han could sense the danger that would arise once the "ball" began tonight.

During the day, these guests driven by "goatskin" don't seem to be very aggressive (just a guess)... but what about at night? Are they still not very aggressive at night?

Xu Han didn't dare to think too deeply about it.

Upon thinking this, Xu Han's hand trembled, and he accidentally increased the force, grabbing a strand of hair and pulling it downwards.

"!"

Xu Han was so frightened that he forgot to breathe and quickly apologized repeatedly:

"Madam, I'm so sorry! I used too much force! I didn't mean to, I really didn't mean to!"

"fine."

The female customer's gentle voice came from behind, "Just be more careful next time, don't be so scared, I'm not going to eat you."

"Thank you, thank you, madam."

Xu Han raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her face, and inadvertently glanced at the dressing mirror in front of her—froze on the spot once again.

In the dressing mirror, the female guest, whose features should not have been clearly visible, was now covered in blood, with bulging eyes, blood seeping from her mouth and nose, and a pale, bluish-purple complexion... she was even missing an ear.

Even more horrifying, Xu Han also saw that in the center of the female guest's head, a hole as thick as an arm was constantly gushing out black blood. The foul-smelling, rotting liquid kept flowing out with the black blood, staining the female guest, who looked like she had been tortured to death, with a thick layer of blood...

Gudong.

Xu Han's salivary glands produced even more saliva due to the image reflected in the dressing mirror.

He swallowed with difficulty, his eyes wide open, trying to move his hands and feet, but due to extreme fear, he could only move his fingers tremblingly.

"what happened?"

The woman covered in blood in the dressing mirror looked up. She smiled gently, revealing sharp teeth between her crimson flesh.

"What are you looking at?"

Thump—thump thump—thump thump thump—

Xu Han heard his heart pounding like thunder in his ears. He tried to control his fear, opened his mouth, and a huge bead of cold sweat dripped down his cheek.

Tick.

Cold sweat dripped onto the female customer's head. The female customer, whose face was completely different in the dressing mirror, slowly raised her head. She tilted her head in confusion, and her rotten and broken neck made a squelching sound.

"what happened?"

The female customer asked softly again, "Are you crying? What are you crying about?"

"..." Xu Han was almost scared out of his wits. He tried to force a smile, revealing a twisted and ferocious "smile".

"No, no, really nothing, nothing at all..."

"Oh."

The female customer asked hesitantly, "So you cried?"

"No, nothing." Xu Han, having regained his normal voice, pinched his palm hard, the stinging pain making his voice a little louder.

"That's sweat, it's sweat, it's my sweat... hahaha..."