One of the things that scares me the most about intersecting with old creatures is that they always give me a sense of unreality.

There is no way to distinguish between truth and falsehood, and there is no way to distinguish reality from illusion.

Truth and falsehood, reality and fiction, all seem to merge together at this moment, there is no absolute truth, and there is no absolute illusion.

The space I am in should not exist in the world, it should only exist in nightmares.

The temple is not upside down, it is us who are really upside down.

Directly above our heads, at the entrance where we first came down, the old monk was still sitting cross-legged on the side, constantly fiddling with the rosary, as if he was reciting scriptures, and his voice could be faintly heard.

On the other side, there is a seated statue of Shakyamuni Buddha, which is also upside down in our eyes, with the top of its head facing us, and the entire seated statue is fixed to the "ceiling", as if it will fall down at any time.

The feeling of oppression from the top of Mount Tai made me can't help but move my steps.

"Where's Erbi?" I asked He Xigong in a low voice, and there was obvious fear in my tone, and the whole sentence was asked with trembling.

The evil man standing beside me seemed to be shocked by this scene, and his body trembled uncontrollably, looking at the old monk above his head for a while, and then at the seated statue of Sakyamuni next to him, and there was a sense of humanized chaos in his eyes.

"Right there." He Xigong leaned into my ear, and his voice was very thin, as if he didn't dare to amplify the volume, for fear of waking up the monster I couldn't see.

He said, and raised his finger.

He Xigong refers to the upper left of us, which is one of the two darkest corners of Suo Po Temple, where there are fewer oil lamps, and there is no one in the back position, and there is no black press, and nothing can be seen.

But at this time, I still clearly felt an indescribable sense of danger.

In the darkness where we couldn't see our fingers, there seemed to be something lurking there, but it was shrouded in darkness and not directly seen by us.

"What do you want? Where did you put it?? I asked a little anxiously, "Let's take it and leave, don't waste time here, it's too dangerous!" ”

He Xigong snorted and looked left and right, as if he was looking for a trace of the Law Seal.

In the process, I never took my eyes off him, and my vigilance against him was raised to the highest level.

What he said was true or false, and now it should be time to expose some clues.

After looking for a long time, He Xigong suddenly sighed, his expression was very helpless: "That magic seal is blocked by its qi, just like a ghost covering its eyes, it is not visible at all!" ”

"Invisible?" I was stunned and looked at him with some vigilance: "You can't lie to me, right?" ”

"It's all at this juncture, do I need to lie to you?" He Xigong said helplessly, and no longer explained, lowered his head and rummaged in his bag for a while, and suddenly took out two masks.

That's right, it's supposed to be a mask, but it's the same one I've seen.

In Longwang Village, Hainan, Yang Jiusheng seems to have such a mask, and in the end it was taken away by Situ, I don't know whether to use it as evidence or to do research, anyway, I think this mask is quite ordinary.

The mask was snow-white, with no other patterns or colors, and it should have been made of plaster, at least it looked like that.

Monotony, only monotony and dullness are enough to describe this mask.

It seems to be made according to the facial features, but there is only one outline, the details are not depicted at all, and even the edges of the facial features are blurred.

But it is undeniable that those deep-set eye sockets did make me a little uncomfortable and feel hairy in my heart.

I just felt that something was hiding behind the mask, quietly observing the outside world and us through those two sunken eye sockets.

"Put it on." He Xigong said in a low voice: "The middle layer of this mask hides the qi veins, which are made according to some totems from the old days, and after wearing them, you can see those invisible things. ”

I took the mask handed over by He Xigong, didn't put it on immediately, and looked at him with some vigilance.

"If I'm going to kill you, I don't have to go to such trouble." He Xigong said in a low voice: "I just want to achieve my own goals, there is no conflict of interest between us, understand?" ”

"I've seen this mask, and there should be a ....... for raising nine lives," I frowned and asked in disbelief, "What the hell is this?" Is it a ritual weapon? ”

"Algorithms, but not all, most of them are used when doing rituals, which has the same meaning as Taoist robes." He Xigong explained.

According to He Xigong, there are many names for this mask, at least within their old religion, many believers have various names for this mask.

Some people call it "faceless", while others call it "pale face" or "faceless face".

This mask is based on the belief of the king of black robes, and it can be seen from the three words "faceless", not to mention the appearance of this mask..... It is indeed worthy of the word "faceless".

In most cases, this mask was an ornament, and almost everyone in the Old Religion had one.

But only a few prophets are qualified to have a mask that truly possesses some of the power of the creatures of the past, and the masks possessed by the rest of the believers are just the most ordinary masks.

They had no power, they could only be used as decoration, and they would wear them during sacrifices or gatherings.

Masks like the one He Xigong handed me seem to have some connection to the creatures of the past, so that the creatures of the past think that we are of our kind, or that we are the most loyal believers.

Only in this way will the qi it emitted and the illusions it creates disappear one by one.

Although I don't know the bottom in my heart, I can't think of any other way now, so I can only try it according to what He Xigong said.

Touching my conscience, I hate this mask a lot, especially when I hold it in my hand, I feel that cold touch, and I want to throw it aside, and I can't say how disgusted it is.

"It's okay, wear it." He Xigong advised: "Put on this mask, and you will be able to see those things." ”

I didn't squeak, I carefully put the mask on my face, my movements were extremely slow, and my heart was lifted.

The closer this faceless pale mask came to my face, the more obvious the sense of attachment that came from it.

It was like a magnet meeting an iron nail, and my face was constantly sucked by it, and before I could react, there was a snap, and the whole mask was covered on my face.

No wonder this mask has no rope....... That's how I wore it........

I muttered to myself, although the moment I was absorbed was a little scary, but I quickly relented, opened my eyes bravely, and looked around.

This cold look really scared me.

I don't know if what I see now is an illusion or a reality, but the scene has changed in all directions, the upside-down temple has completely disappeared, and the location we are in has become a huge cave in the ground.

At the edge of the cavern, there was something resembling an oil lamp, but I didn't see the lamp, only the faint green flames.

Maybe it's because the scenery around you has changed, and so has the smell here, and everywhere you are, there is a pungent and unpleasant smell of blood.

The fishy, smelly, and greasy smell is disgusting.

In the position that He Xigong pointed to earlier, I also saw something different.

The invisible monster has unconsciously revealed its physical body and its true face.

As the old monk described to me.

The monster was three or four stories tall, blackened, and resembled a ball in shape, except that the surface was covered with many long black thorns.

In the middle of its body, there was a dividing line, there were no long spines, and if I remember correctly, that circle should be where the monster's eyes were.

It's breathing, I can feel it.

"Isn't this thing scary.......," I muttered, relieved to see the monster's true face, "It's not a brain-monster that looks scary....... Isn't this a sea urchin spirit? ”

He Xigong should have heard my words, so he grabbed me violently and covered my mouth tightly with his hand.

"Be quiet!! If you want to die, don't pull me!! He Xigong said tremblingly, his voice was very low, almost in my ear, and I couldn't hear it clearly if I didn't listen carefully.

I patted the back of his hand, indicating that I knew, and I would lower the volume, and then asked him, where is the Dharma seal you are looking for?

He Xigong pointed to the location of the monster and said.

"There."