Dark Blade's attitude towards Uncle Ke didn't seem strange, and after sitting back on the sofa, he smiled, "Okay." Uncle Ke, let us see these masks you've collected. You mask lover, you can't be reluctant. ”

Holding the black delicate box in his hand, Uncle Ke pulled the upper lip whisker on one side with one hand, and said, "Hey, see that your kid didn't reveal more fire-cut saltpeter to the king's legs." Uncle Ke, I'll teach you such a trick today. ”

"Then I'll listen to you." Darkblade smiled. The Imperial Minister of Okifang gave a slightly calm look.

In fact, Fang Yuchen was not in a hurry. At the moment, the most anxious thing to say is the fat third person, he is more unhappy in his heart.

It is true that the guilds participating in the war have three chances to die, and it is nothing to be destroyed once in the early stage. But in fact, from this point of view, it is more important to see that there are many aspects of Seibu's problems.

At this point, he will talk to Fat San when he turns around.

During this time, Uncle Ke did not shy away from Fang Yuchen, shrunk into the sofa and stretched out his hand, and said with a comfortable face: "Do you know why I like masks so much? ”

"You say." The Darkblade was still smiling.

"Hmm." Uncle Ke seemed to be satisfied with the humble attitude of the Dark Blade, and he nodded and said, "That's a long story. This mask has a long history. Back in the beginning, this was not one of the protective measures used as a martial artist. It's a status symbol for the ancient tribes. There is a saying, even a thought. The mask is made from the paint on the face, and it is more convenient to take than the face paint. Being on the face at the same time can make people notice the identity of the person wearing the mask at first glance, and even a kind of inner meaning that can be revealed without words. ”

Speaking of this, Fang Yuchen's heart suddenly moved. He leaned back on the sofa, narrowed his eyes, and smirked, "Oh? What do you think a person wearing a pale mask wants to express? ”

Uncle Ke seemed a little surprised by his question, but still responded, "Pale Mask? Well...... What kind of pale mask do you mean? ”

Fang Yuchen's mind suddenly flashed the scene at that time.

In the dead silence of the mist, the dwarf appeared silently, wearing a pale mask, a white robe and a hood......

Then he jumped again, and the lonely and short figure on the shore of the backwater-like misty lake, silently looking up in the distance......

Of course, in the end, it all turned into the prismatic cold light that continued to expand in his sight......

Nightstrike's mask didn't seem to speak, but all he revealed was the emotion in his eyes. A moment of arrogance and disdain, a moment of loneliness.

It's not that long, but a lot has already happened. However, although Fang Yuchen was not as angry and suppressed as he was at that time, he did not intend to turn the page.

Even this character, who is dubbed the "virtual god" by players, may just turn his head and forget who he killed in the game.

No, perhaps more accurately. It is this kind of attitude that inadvertently is like stepping on an ant, but he is unaware of it, that makes Fang Yuchen extremely angry every time he thinks about it.

"Nothing." Fang Yuchen smirked, and suddenly skipped this paragraph lightly.

Uncle Ke glanced at him a little strangely and suspiciously, and then didn't ask any more questions, and continued with a smile on his face: "In the past, those Wu tribes, they used masks as a status symbol within the clan. For example, in the sacrificial rites, their masks are red on the cheeks, cyan in the middle, and there is a black stove on the forehead. Well, it's very intuitive. ”

What Fang Yuchen and Uncle Ke didn't notice while they were talking, the dark blade on one side glanced at Fang Yuchen with some confusion in his eyes, and he didn't speak after thinking about it.

As if talking about his own interest, Uncle Ke shook the sleeves of his velvet coat and said, "And when it comes to this self-evident inner meaning, I have to mention the kingdom's 'Tieyun Flying Rider'." Back then, His Royal Highness the Cloud King stumbled upon a group of wild griffins in the deep valley at the bottom of the Yuncheng Peak. This griffin is a powerful flying beast. The head of the sphin, with two wings on its back. Later, the kingdom collected a large number of beast language magicians, animal tamers, and hunters to constantly observe the habits of this beast, and eventually domesticated the beast. At that time, after using this beast to establish an elite cavalry unit, His Royal Highness the Cloud King here thought about it, and always felt that something was missing. ”

Uncle Ke said, his eyes widened, and he got up from the sofa with a grunt. He put the box on the sofa behind him, patted the back of his hand, shook his head like a storyteller, and said, "What is missing?" He thinks about this highness. Riding a gun? Battle armor? No, it's already perfect. Huh! Don't say it, one time later, the kingdom's research team found a quaint carved stone slab during an investigation! At that time, the ministers sent it to His Highness for reference, and His Highness took a look! Suddenly slapped his thigh! Pregnant! ”

The Dark Blade smiled wryly and gave Imperial Ministers Fang an indecipherable look as he was quietly drinking black tea. As if to roughly say - Uncle Ke, that's it.

Here, Uncle Ke had already picked up the black box with a smile on his face, sat back on the sofa, took a sip of black tea, and said with a smile: "That carved stone slab depicts the details of the scene of a certain tribe's sacrifice." His Highness's eyes were as bright as light, and at a glance he saw the priest with the torch in the slate, and his face was not a mask as hideous as a beast. Later, the kingdom made a batch of masks for these griffin knights. With the martial red as the main material, the forehead is a large and two small stream of cloud patterns inlaid with gold thread, symbolizing the Bianyun royal family and the blue wolf family and the black warrior family who followed the founding of the royal family. On both cheeks is a black lance and a griffin with wings outstretched. The two companions that symbolize the 'Iron Cloud Flying Rider'. Outsiders only need to look at it to intuitively understand that this is a samurai and loyal to the Bianyun royal family. ”

"Oh. It turns out that there is something else going on behind this. The Dark Blade was accompanied by a look of sudden realization.

But Fang Yuchen was holding a teacup in one hand and drinking quietly. Without saying a word, I don't know what I'm thinking.

Uncle Ke looked at the Dark Blade and said with a smile, "This is not what I want to tell you. ”

As he spoke, he placed the black box on the table, and then reached into the thick fleece jacket and began to fumble with it. Soon, a black strip with a large number of straight cylinders on it was pulled out by him.

Darkblade had apparently never seen anything like this, leaning on his knees with his arms propped up slightly, and asked, "Is this ......?"

(End of chapter)