"This is your trophy?"

"Yes, sir. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

I raised my eyebrows, waiting for the skull to continue, since he had taken out this thing at this time, it must have been of some use to find the vampire monster.

"My lord, although the ghost face just now is not the youkai we are looking for, this vampire monster is related to him......"

According to what the skull said, the name of the ghost-faced monster just now is Thousand Illusions, and he is the master of this Umon Forest, and he rules all the monsters in this forest.

His only interest is to collect all kinds of faces to make masks. Anyone he was interested in or a youkai, beautiful or ugly, murderous or terrifying, he would rub everything that the owner of the face had onto a single mask.

The moment he puts on the mask, he can receive all that this face has to and transform into another person or youkai perfectly.

Half a year ago, he had several masks stolen. And the youkai who stole these masks are likely to use the masks to disguise themselves as other people or youkai and hunt smoothly without being detected.

"So with this mask, you can find the youkai who stole the mask, and that youkai is the vampire youkai you are looking for?"

"Yes, sir."

"Well done, Skull, but I'm curious how you got these clues. What happened to you in the half-hour that you and the ghost face were gone? ”

"As a deacon, I naturally know everything I want to know, but before that, my lord, please call me Bruce Skull."

"That is, if I can't correct what I call you, then you won't tell me the truth, will you?"

"Your Excellency is wise."

I don't think I'm wise, it's clear that I'm being led by your nose!

I glanced at the skull, met his flaming eyes, and suddenly stopped asking.

"I think the name of the skull is good, it's a good name, and I'm not going to change it."

The flames in the skull's eye sockets suddenly burned high, and then suddenly dimmed. I knew that I probably won this game, and he would always tell me the truth because he couldn't hold back.

The skull with the mask in his hand walked in front and led the way for me.

It's also quite amazing to say, the skull threw the mask in his hand into the air, and the mask spontaneously suspended in midair, emitting a burst of black light, the light faded, and a map gradually formed in midair. And the place where the map is located is where the vampire monsters are located.

With this living map, it didn't take us long to get to the hole of that youkai.

I suddenly became a little nervous.

Is that youkai really in there?

What should I do in the face of the culprit of this series of things?

"Boom" a sound of footsteps came from the cave, and my heart was lifted high.

Is that youkai out?

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and through the faint moonlight, I saw a tall figure that looked like a human being.

It wasn't until the monster reached the entrance of the cave that I could see his face clearly that I was surprised.

"Zhang Tong, why are you here?"

Yes, the one who appeared at the entrance of the cave was the policeman named Zhang Tong. I've met him many times. He was still wearing a long trench coat and a beret, and a white kitten peeked out of his neckline, revealing a head and tugging at the clothes on his chest.

"As a police officer, it is my duty to arrest criminals, and I am here, of course, for my job, but you, why are you here?"

"Meow?"

"Eat after a meal."

"You really like to use that excuse. It's 108,000 miles from the city, and you have the courage to choose this place as a place to eat after a meal. Hopefully next time you can find a decent excuse. ”

"Meow!"

"If you know it's an excuse, why bother so much."

"That's right."

"Meow."

Zhang Tong passed me with his cat, and was about to leave.

"Wait, can I ask if there's anything I found?"

"I can't."

I suspect that his veto was in retaliation for me and my repeated perfunctory answers to his questions.

Although I didn't know if he could see the skull, I took the mask from behind my back and handed it to him.

"Do you recognize this mask?"

"Toys for small children? It's ugly. ”

"I'll give it to you, can you take it?"

"I can't."

"Why? Is it a weak heart? ”

"What do you mean?"

Literally. To be clear, youkai, don't pretend. ”

As soon as my voice fell, Zhang Tong flashed ten meters away, this speed, where can ordinary people do?

Seeing that he was about to escape, the skull immediately caught up, and a dodge stopped in front of him. The skull picked up the mask and threw it at Zhang Tong, the mask hovered above Zhang Tong's head, and the black qi floated, imprisoning him firmly in place.

Zhang Tong's expression began to distort, and that face kept switching, from Zhang Tong to Yangshuo, and from Yangshuo to Northern Europe, and many unfamiliar faces, which looked more surprising than the Peking Opera face.

I think the reason why he changed his face was probably because he stole the mask of the Ghostface Youkai.

The green tendons on his hands began to burst out, and his face was gradually covered with lines. He crouched on the ground in pain with his head clutched, trembling and whimpering like a beast coming out of his mouth.

At this time, the mask began to rotate, and it turned faster and faster, and finally swooped into the top of Zhang Tong's head.

Zhang Tong seemed to have some kind of mechanism turned off, and it was quiet all of a sudden. Gradually, he stood up, the shadows of the trees behind him, intertwined with his shadows, like terrifying ghosts, stretching out their sharp claws.

Now Zhang Tong's body is filled with an eerie aura, and without the cover of human aura, his monster nature begins to be exposed.

Suddenly, he looked up at me with a straight look.

What a horrible face that is!

His left eyeball bulged out, and only some musculature held the eyeball to its socket, swaying as if it would fall off at any moment. The eye socket on the right was empty and bloody.

He had a huge scar on his forehead that cracked from the top of his forehead to his chin, like a terrifying centipede splitting his face in half. Without ears and only half a mouth, such a face can no longer be called a face.

was unmasked, and there was no way to escape, Zhang Tong stood still and did not move, but I knew that he could go berserk at any time.

"How? Is this face still good-looking? Hahaha-"

"Why don't you speak? You speak! ”

"Scared? yes, with such an ugly face, of course you will be scared. ”