Wang Yang followed the Faceling for a long time, and the atmosphere was a little weird, but the Faceling didn't seem to stop at all, and walked aimlessly.

"Hey! Hello, maybe I can help you? Wang Yang, who couldn't help it, ran up and stopped the faceling.

The Faceling slowly turned around, his bare face a little frightening, and he didn't know where to make a low voice: "Help me?" My face is gone......"

"Do you remember where it didn't see?" Wang Yang pretended to be calm and tried to slow down his tone.

"Where...... Yes!? Suddenly, the faceling was holding his head and screaming wildly, and his faceless face could not see any expression.

Suddenly, the faceless man rushed towards Wang Yang, grabbed his face with one hand, and said something in his mouth: "Give me back my face......

Although the incident happened suddenly, the speed of the faceling was not fast, Wang Yang grabbed his outstretched hand with his dark right palm, his eyes were cold, and he said angrily: "I helped you find your face, but you want to take my face?" ”

Then the Faceling quickly withdrew his outstretched hand, crouched on the ground and muttered, "Face...... Where is the face......"

"What a hassle......

Wang Yang looked at the faceless man squatting on the ground, this person seemed to be unable to communicate normally, and his brain was also a little problematic, although it was a little weird, but it seemed to be a living person, not a spirit, which made me where to find his face......

"You really can't remember it at all? A little bit is fine, huh? Wang Yang didn't want to give up and asked.

"Face...... Face...... Waxwork. The Faceling suddenly uttered a word that shocked Wang Yang.

"Wax figures!?" This reminded Wang Yang of his experience in Shanghai, the Madame Tussauds, could it be that this person lost his face there? Or is this clown mask his face!?

Wang Yang was stunned in place, pondered for a long time, and secretly made a decision, pulled up the faceless man who was squatting on the ground and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to a wax museum!" ”

In this way, Wang Yang dragged the Faceling Man to the door of the grocery store under the surprised gaze of passers-by, and he held the doorknob with his dark right hand.

"Huh?"

The door turned out to be open, Wang Yang changed to his left hand and gently pushed the door open, and the inside of the grocery store swept away the desolation before, and it was cleaned very clean and tidy, did someone rent this grocery store? Looks like I'll have to find a way to get this one out next time......

Wang Yang didn't think much about it, held the doorknob with his dark right hand, and slowly opened the door of the grocery store.

The drone floated in the sky with an eerie red light and did not follow.

"It's been a long time...... Wang Yang looked up at the place where the shadow had been left behind, and there seemed to be no change from before, and there was a lifelike wax figure standing inside, and the faceling seemed to suddenly feel uneasy.

"Let's go! Get in. Wang Yang pulled the shivering faceling man into the wax museum, and as soon as he came in, the air around him was cold, and the air conditioner was turned on very cold, which was a familiar feeling......

Wang Yang was a little puzzled, the clown mask was already on his face, there should be no more abnormalities in it, but all this was a bit abnormal. He grabbed the Faceling and looked around cautiously, occasionally asking him, "How's it going?" Anything comes to mind? ”

"Kill...... Murder ......," the Faceling shook violently, mumbling in his arms.

Wang Yang's mind was full of questions, at this time they had already gone deep into the innermost place, and suddenly the lights of the entire wax museum went out, and it fell into darkness, and the faceless man suddenly shouted frantically: "Ahhhhhhhhh Killed!! ”

Then he shook off Wang Yang's hand and ran towards the top of the building, Wang Yang hurriedly chased after him, and there was a feeling of uneasiness in his heart, all of which seemed familiar......

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the iron door on the roof of the building was closed, the faceless man ran to the outside of the roof, Wang Yang was locked on the stairs, hearing the man outside kept screaming wildly, Wang Yang hit the iron door hard, once, twice, the iron door on the roof of the building was relatively thin, and he was knocked out of shape.

At this time, after Wang Yang's unremitting efforts, he finally smashed open the shattered iron door for the last time, and the faceling sat on the ground not far away, constantly retreating, and shouted frantically: "Don't come...... The clown kills! ”

"Are you alright? It's me......" Wang Yang slowly walked over and stretched out his hand.

"The clown has killed someone!" Suddenly, the Faceling scrambled to his feet, jumped over the railing, and jumped from the roof.

"it!" Wang Yang hurriedly rushed to the railing and looked down, the body of the faceling was gone? What the hell is going on? It's kind of weird......

"Stepping on ......"

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps on the stairs, Wang Yang turned his head in shock, nervously looking at the door that was broken by him, and a familiar figure slowly walked from the darkness.

"Doesn't that sound familiar......" the Faceling said in a deep voice as he stepped out of the darkness.

Wang Yang's brain was thinking quickly, the situation just now was very similar to what happened to him here at that time, but the result was different, he didn't jump from here in fright, but tore off his mask......

"You're the clown?" Wang Yang calmed down and looked at the faceless man cautiously, now he is no longer the weak self he was at that time, the mountain axe, the pitch-black palm, the ghost mirror, he has a way to deal with this guy.

"You took my face, and I even lost many of my memories...... I've had a lot of hard work to find you......"

"Is my face still good? It's time to come back! The Facelings grew louder and louder, and Wang Yang even felt a ringing in his ears.

Suddenly, Wang Yang involuntarily walked towards the faceling, his whole body was uncontrollable, this strange feeling made him very uncomfortable, and his face was even more frightened: "What's the matter!" ”

A cold hand grabbed Wang Yang's face, then fell in, pulled violently, and made a "tearing" sound, Wang Yang screamed: "Ah!! "My face hurts hotly.

Wang Yang took out the mirror in horror and looked at his face, there was no imaginary scene of blurred flesh and blood, it was still his own face, and the black teardrop pattern had disappeared.

"Ah...... After searching for so long, I finally got my face back! The Faceling held a piece of flesh-colored skin in his hand, covering his bare face, and then slowly merging together.

In the end, it turned out to be Wang Yang's appearance, the only difference between the two is their eyes, Wang Yang's eyes are warm and firm, and his eyes are cruel and cold, coupled with the black teardrops in the corners of his eyes, he looks particularly mad.

"There are some strange memories...... White Dreams? Drone? The black-robed faceling clutched his head in pain, seemingly haunted by memories that didn't belong to him.