Weird Face Carver: My Mask Can Become a God When I Wear It

"Comrade police, help! Someone is skinning me!" Following Shen Yi's call to the police, the richest man involved in organized crime thousands of miles away actually knelt in front of the mirror, smiled and cut off his own features with a knife. With a perfect alibi, Shen Yi opened a "Qianmian Pavilion" in a bustling downtown. He sells masks and desires. Want to be extremely beautiful? Wearing this "painted skin", you will be a flower of wealth in the world. Want immense power? Wear this "Judge" and you will be the god in the dark night. But remember, Shen Yi's mask is alive. They do not eat grains, only sinful flesh and blood. "This guest, since you put on the mask, you can't take it off." Shen Yi pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and smiled gently: "Because... It has grown into your bones." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.