The ghouls of the Baili family were chatting happily.
Xie Qiao finally stopped when it was almost noon the next day. When she stood up, she shook her head and wiped her forehead with a confused look.
A big piece of makeup fell off.
Baili Ji and the others were shocked.
Her skin fell off?
"Is her face fake?!" Some ghouls could not help but exclaim, "It's so scary. She's a Taoist master. Could she be the kind of evil that will absorb essence energy and change her skin to keep it young forever?"
Baili Ji rolled his eyes at his useless grandson. "It's just a simple disguise. Why are you panicking?"
"The old ancestor is right..." the ghouls nodded obediently.
They all sneakily hid next to the cabinet, their voices as soft as mosquitoes.
That piece of skin had fallen too much. Xie Qiao also noticed it, so she got someone to bring a basin of water and washed up briefly.
