The middle-aged monk's tense face almost cracked, and he smiled bitterly: "Old man Hong, these are guests who have come from afar to see the world, so I will bring them over to have a look." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

is still a little guy, he is a lot older, and he is also a calling existence outside, how many people don't sell his face?

Even if there are people with higher status, but because he represents a jeweled building behind him, not to mention that everyone should be polite to him, but he will not deliberately show his face.

Right now...... If you don't turn your head, you can feel a few strange sights.

Is......

This face is all lost.

The old man's face changed.

It's true that his face has changed.

The smiling face on his mask, at a speed visible to the naked eye, slowly twisted into a face that was seriously observing them.

But because the face is drawn with a few simple strokes, it looks ...... It's not serious, it's just an extremely weird state.

"What the hell are you guys here for?"

Old Man Hong is an old man, and in his own words, he has seen more strange things than living people, so he immediately heard the problem in the words of the middle-aged monk.

He didn't explicitly say that it was a guest, but said that he would bring it to see, so it undoubtedly said that these people were ...... The comer is not good!

Qiye didn't answer his question, but looked at the old man's face, or rather his strange mask, and asked out loud, "...... The Phantom of Life and Death?"

The old man's face changed suddenly, and a look of shock, shock, and even fear appeared on the face of a strange mask.

"Who are you?!"

His screams almost pierced people's eardrums.

"You know me?!"

The old man stood up from the chair, his eyes bulging, staring at Qiye deadly, as if he had seen something incredible or human.

Seven nights lazily and arrogantly returned: "Who are you? Why should I know you?"

Even Qingqiu has a feeling of being slapped and a little painful......

This person, it's better to be polite when you speak. It's really a good hand at pulling hatred, you are going to the black market now, and you will offend the people guarding the door, and at first glance you are a perverted old man who is not easy to mess with, this is really ......

But what is that illusion of life and death?

The reaction of this red old man is like a mouse seeing a cat, the fear of a natural enemy or a danger that cannot be resisted.

The old man's face stiffened slightly, but soon the huge anticipation in his heart overshadowed the offended emotions, and his hands began to tremble like swings.

"You...... It doesn't matter if you don't know me, it doesn't matter. The old man's mask smiled, probably in sync with his expression, and said almost flatteringly, "Do you know, this thing on my face?"

He pointed his finger at his face as he spoke, and the look of anticipation on his face really didn't hurt him.

But Seven Nights is clearly not among the sympathetic kinds.

The uncle didn't speak, but his eyes motioned for people to get out of the way, he just looked at the legendary mask...... No, it shouldn't be called a mask surprised, and now there is no mood and no obligation to answer a passerby's question.

The aura around the old man Hong's body became more and more depressed, and his eyes were particularly gloomy when he looked at Qiye, but he had been tortured by this strange thing on his face for too many years, and he was about to drive himself crazy.

He didn't know how many years he hadn't seen his own face, ten, a hundred years, or ...... A thousand years?

I can't remember.

It's been a long, long time anyway.

It was so long that he almost felt that he was about to decay.

Now, however, someone pointed to his mask and said...... Phantom of life and death.

It looks like he knows about this thing.

No one knows how surprised and expectant he is, just like no one knows how desperate and hated he was.

He remembered that when he had been put on such an unknown ghost in that damn tomb, he saw the eight words engraved on the tombstone next to him...... Life and death are impermanent, and illusion is also true!

Just when the old man couldn't help but make a move, Ning Qingqiu coughed, and Qiye looked over in response.

She said: "Seven nights, don't sell it, old man Hong, right? Since he wants to know, you can help others and tell us what you know, and then it will be convenient for people to let us pass and go to the trading market, otherwise, it will be too late......

Qiye snorted, and then turned to the old man red without waves, with a slightly strange emotion in it.

"Do you really want to know?"

Nonsense!

All of them silently said in their hearts.

Seeing that people are almost eager to pounce on you and pinch your neck, you still have the leisure to ask if people want to know?

Isn't that funny for you!

The old man Hong still held his breath, and his voice trembled and said: "I won't tell you, this ghost thing has been following me for I don't know how many years, when I was still a little monk in the Qi cultivation period, I strayed into a forbidden place, and when I didn't know it, I felt that my eyes were dark, and then this thing never left my face." ”

All of them felt a chill all over their bodies.

He smiled bitterly and said: "I don't know what this ghost thing is, it seems to grow on my face, I tried all my ways to peel it off, but I can't do it, every time it makes me feel like I have been tortured by a knife mountain fire and sea oil pot, so I can only find another way later." ”

"However, no matter what kind of method, no matter how powerful the magic weapon, no one can help me, or even recognize what this ghost thing is......

"After so many years, I have lost hope, but I didn't expect it...... This boy, if you can tell me how to take this thing off, it's been so long that I have forgotten what I look like, and I want to see myself again...... If you don't know the method, you just need to tell me what it is, and if Childe can tell me, I will be grateful, and I will never stop you from entering the black market!"

"In the future, wherever the black market is carried out, several of them will be guests of the black market. ”

Old Man Hong is an old man at the black market fair, and he has been a gatekeeper for nearly a hundred years, so he also has a lot of authority, so it is indeed a matter of his words about the qualifications of Qiye and others.

"It's called the Phantom of Life and Death. Qiye said lightly, "It's normal that you haven't heard of it, it's an ancient relic, and basically even the classic records about it have disappeared, so not many monks can recognize this thing." ”

Hong Xiao muttered, it was indeed an ancient thing.

Otherwise, it would not have become the burial object of the ancient power.

I only blamed him for being greedy, but he didn't expect it......

"It replaces all the expressions of the monk with the face of the mask, and can substitute for speech, even thinking, driving the actions of human beings, controlling their will......"

The expression on the old man's mask gradually solidified, and Qingqiu and they were terrified, looking at the mask with extremely strange eyes. (To be continued.) )