"What? Your painting catches fire?"
Sitting in the gazebo feeding the fish, Zhou Lingyi tossed the fish food into the pond after hearing this and wiped her hands with a towel.
"Where's Master?" Zhou Xuan hadn't seen Yuan Buyu since he went to the dining hall that morning.
"Your master is in a daze again. His incense is too high; it takes him a long time to stabilize."
Zhou Lingyi just noticed Little Fuzi putting out the opera costumes to dry, so she said, "Fuzi, go find Fifth Brother, have him bring a piece of human skin here, along with a paintbrush and cinnabar. The skin shouldn't be too big."
The Zhou Family's Troupe offers corpse purification services. Some clients die tragically from fires or car accidents. If they want the bodies to look decent after purification, patches of skin sometimes need to be stitched on.
The human skin was purchased by the Zhou Family's Troupe through connections. It's not cheap, but they always keep some in stock.
Before long,
