I was taken aback, I didn't expect Xiao Sui to be an iron mask, and I couldn't digest this fact.

The third uncle said: "Any mage who has achieved great success, whether he is black or white, has to go through many trials and tribulations. Iron Mask can become like this, from a woman to a man, covering the face, which must have experienced a fate that we can't imagine. Seriously, I admire him. But then again...... "He looked at me.

The third uncle said: "I wonder about one thing, I have heard a little about the method of the ghost mystery of the iron mask, and I have also practiced the séance, so I know a little about the tricks in it. Did you know that he used the method of ghost mystery, and the one who descended could only fall into the illusion of his own memory? ”

I shook my head and said I didn't understand.

The third uncle explained: "If the ghost method is applied to an American who was born and raised in New York, then the illusion that the American sees will only happen in the scene he remembers, and there will never be a mountain village in Africa." It's like a person dreaming, you can't dream of things beyond your own cognition, as the saying goes, southerners don't dream of horses, northerners don't dream of boats. However, this time, Iron Face cast a spell on you, but there was an exception, you actually broke the limitations of your memory in the illusion, entered his memory, and entered the childhood world hidden in the bottom of Iron Mask! ”

"Isn't that weird?" I asked.

The third uncle looked straight at me and said, "At least I can't analyze the mystery and cause and effect. ”

I felt so proud that my third uncle didn't understand the reason.

The third uncle snorted: "Don't be complacent, since I can see this matter, Tie Mian, as a party involved, knows it even more, be careful that he will trouble you in the future." ”

Iron Mask once had a blood drop under my palm, and he said that he made a mark on my body, could it be that he began to mark me at that time?

I want to tell my third uncle about this, but seeing that he looks tired, just think about it, and tell him again when I have a chance in the future, today I have two fights in a row, and the opponents are all the best wizards in Southeast Asia, he must be tired, let him rest and rest.

It was getting late, and the third uncle couldn't open his eyelids, and there was no interest in talking, so I came out of the house and went back to my room.

I went through a lot of this day, and I was a little tired and fell asleep lying down.

I woke up early the next morning, couldn't sleep well, and went to the backyard to visit my third uncle first. Who knew that the door was closed, and there were notes and keys on the handle. I picked up the note and read it, it said, Qiangzi, I received a message last night that Chou Shishen had arrived in the town and asked me to fight. If I don't come back for three days, you can open the door and there will be a box of treasures and money that I have accumulated over the years under the bed, which can be used to supplement the family.

I was anxious as soon as I saw it, the third uncle was fighting, this note is equivalent to a last word, if he doesn't come back, leave a box of money for our family.

I want to show the note to my mother, but forget it, we can't take care of the third uncle's affairs, and we can't manage it. Let my mother know, it's just to add to the trouble.

The third uncle just left silently. I stayed in the backyard for a moment, sighed, and came out of the house to see Zhang Hong.

Zhang Hongzheng was half lying on the bed in a daze, his medicine had been unraveled, but the sequelae were still there, and his face, neck, and hands were full of pus and waste skin after wilting.

The room was filled with a foul smell, and the windows were hung with thick curtains, and almost no light could come in, and it was suffocating.

I pulled up a chair and sat on the edge of the bed, and we were relatively silent.

"Hadron, is there any smoke?" It took a long time for Zhang Hong to speak.

I hurriedly took out a pack of cigarettes and handed them all to him: "In your case, can you smoke?" ”

Zhang Hong sighed, took the cigarette, lit it with a lighter, and Meimei took a puff.

After this serious illness, I found that Zhang Hong had changed a little and became taciturn. However, this is also easy to explain, after recovering from a serious illness, I rolled around in the ghost gate, and no matter how talkative people were, they also learned to be silent.

I said, "You can't see the light of day these days, so I'll bring you food." You have a good rest. ”

Zhang Hong nodded.

I felt a little bored, and looked around: "Where's the iron mask?" Let's go? ”

"Gone." Zhang Hong said: "He left last night. Before leaving, he told me something. ”

I asked what was going on.

Zhang Hong said: "He wants to take me as an apprentice." ”

"What?" I was taken aback, my brain couldn't keep up, and it took a long time before I said, "You, aren't you the apprentice of the third uncle?" ”

Zhang Hong nodded: "The master inheritance in the witchcraft world is not as strict as that of traditional martial arts, an apprentice can worship several masters, and the ghost king of Malaysia once worshiped five or six black-clothed Azan back then." ”

"This is what Iron Mask told you?" I asked.

Zhang Hong said: "We talked all night last night. ”

He cherishes words like gold, and there are no superfluous words, and I itch to hear them.

Although Zhang Hong suffered a great calamity, he took advantage of the opportunity to have crossed paths with two top mages.

"Do you want to worship Iron Mask as a teacher?" I say.

Zhang Hong said quietly: "Qiangzi, when the disease is completely cured, I will not stay in the village." ”

"And where are you going?" I asked.

"I want to go to Thailand, to Burma, to Cambodia," Mr. Zhang said, "and I want to learn first-class black magic." But before I go, there's one more thing to do. ”

I looked at him like I didn't know him.

He leaned against the dark bedside, the cigarette butt lit and extinguished, reflecting his pockmarked face, like a ghost.

"What's the matter?" I asked softly.

He turned his head, smiled at me, and didn't speak.

When I came out of his house, I was extremely depressed.

The third uncle is gone, Zhang Hong has become like this again, I have no decline in my heart, and I can't do anything.

I lay lazily, staring at the ceiling, my mind full of whims. After thinking about it for a while, I sat up and looked at the fragment left by my grandfather, I have redefined the value of this manuscript these days, and now I look at it hungrily, time flies, and it is dark in the blink of an eye.

At dinner in the evening, I asked my sister to set aside an extra portion, pack it in the lunch box, and prepare to send it to Zhang Hong for a while.

At the dinner table, my sister said one thing like a chatter, she said that when she came back from work, a group of their workers passed by the entrance of the village and smelled a strange smell, a little fishy and smelly, not to say what came out, the whole village was full.

My mother said: "Maybe someone is taking out the garbage at the entrance of the village, it's so hot, the garbage stinks like that." ”

My sister snorted angrily and said: "When Lao Lei Tou is the director of this village, he knows how to benefit his family, and he never cares about such things." ”

After eating, I brought a lunch box to Zhang Hong, and bought another bottle of wine by the way. Zhang Hong is not very interested in rice, the amount of food is very small, but he doesn't want to see the wine, and he doesn't let me, he opens the bottle and blows on the bottle.

This is liquor. I asked him to drink slowly, Zhang Hong waved his hand, took a sip of wine in his mouth, and sprayed it on his arm.

The liquor was sprinkled on the pustule on his arm, and it immediately reacted, making a hissing sound. Zhang Hong hummed comfortably: "Damn, it hurts and itchy, it's enjoyable." As he spoke, he tore the pustule from his arm with his hand.

I was so frightened that I hurriedly stopped: "Zhang Hong, don't fool around." ”

"You know, this is what the Iron Mask Master asked me to do." Zhang Hong hummed.

He tore off one and threw it beside the bed, and in a short time he picked up a pile of old skins, like the skin of a foot scraped off his heel.

I was dumbfounded, disgusted, and amused, and it was truly an indescribable pleasure to watch him tear his skin.

After a short time, the old skin of half of his arm was torn off, revealing pink flesh underneath.

I swallowed and said, "You have to tear all the skin off your body, isn't this the same as a snake molting?" ”

Zhang Hong came to the spirit: "Yes, this is called rebirth." ”

He tore off his arm, lifted the quilt, and began to tear what was on his body, and asked me to move the mirror over, and tore my neck and stomach.

I saw that my whole body was numb, and the situation had exceeded the limit of what I could bear, so I quickly said goodbye and said that I would come back early.

When I got home, my mother and sister were watching TV, and my mother said, "Qiangzi, you are not home until midnight, what are you busy with, can you talk to your mother?" ”

I sat on the sofa, and my nose was still filled with the smell of Zhang Hong's family. There was a potato chip advertisement on TV, and I thought about Zhang Hong tearing the skin just now, and I was in a trance for a while, and I was still immersed in that scene and couldn't get out.

My sister kicked me: "Brother, Mom is talking to you." “

I relieved myself: "Mom, don't worry about it, you know what kind of person the third uncle is, I am with him, you should rest assured." We're not doing anything lawless. ”

The old mother looked at the dark backyard and whispered: "After all, the third uncle recognized the door relatively late, and he only came to our house for a few days, and he didn't say what he had been doing all these years." Although he is my brother and a relative of our family, you also have to be careful. ”

I coped with it and said I got it.

There was little pastime in the countryside at night, and it was dark outside at nine or ten o'clock, and only the occasional dog barking could be heard in the streets. My sister and mother went to rest, and I was not sleepy, lying on the sofa, watching TV boredly, constantly changing the channel.

I don't know when I fell asleep, and when I was in a daze, I suddenly heard a howl, like a wolf's howl.

I woke up with a thrill and the TV was still on. I looked at my watch, and it was already one o'clock in the middle of the night.

Outside, another wolf howl rang out through the night sky.