In Face

My name is Pei Du, and I grew up in Wanmian Pawnshop. In this world, face is currency—behind a face is a life. If you use face, you have to live out your life for that person. The government says that faces are given by heaven, and each person has one face, but every man in the city is secretly changing faces, buying substitutes to ward off disasters, and buying other people's happiness in life. I have never had a face in my life, and because of this, there is no face in the world that I cannot wear. Anyone can act, including playing a good guy—acting better than a good guy and getting paid. Qingtian Grand Master Cao Mian offered a dead man's face in exchange for his life, so I borrowed a living face, stood in front of him, and settled the deal on his behalf in public. Jin Scale said, don't touch the dead warehouse. But I saw that jade face in the crack of the door, the outline of which matched my face shape perfectly. Seventeen years ago, someone took away my face on the night I was born. Then I will redeem it one level at a time: from the pawn shop to the registration department, from the Jiaopu to the imperial city. In this world where faces are used as money, I will make it impossible for them to use their faces as money. Want to define me with a face? I misjudged myself first. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.