Chapter 9: The Rakshasa of the Evil Face
I cursed in fright, and took a step back to see that it wasn't a real face, but a mask.
To be precise, it's like a mask from an opera.
It's just that the paint outline of that mask is too vivid, and its painful and hideous expression.
Like a very angry ghost.
"What's that?"
Zhang Lingchuan's inquiry came from the front hall.
I took a deep breath, stabilized my mind a little, gritted my teeth and took out the thing inside, and walked quickly to Zhang Lingchuan.
"Boss, it's an opera mask."
"But, it feels weird."
It's not like the Guan Gong Zhang Fei masks we see on weekdays, but the whole expression is evil, which makes people very uncomfortable.
The mask was soft to the touch, and when I held it in my hand, it always felt slippery and greasy, like catching an earthworm.
Zhang Lingchuan took the mask and glanced at it, and with a slight pinch, the grimace burned itself without fire.
"Is it weird? This is a skin peeled off a human face! ”
Cheeky?
The slippery feeling of my right hand came back to my heart, and I couldn't help but feel nauseous, and I hurriedly rubbed my hand on my trouser leg.
What's even more strange is that the face was burned by the talisman fire, and it actually jumped violently in the fire.
The scarlet eyes widened even more.
There was a creaking sound from the fire, and I was so frightened that I moved in the direction of Zhang Lingchuan.
He ignored this terrifying movement, but quietly collected the funeral for the Xuanqing Dao Chief.
"Xuanqing Dao Elder is so good, who is going to kill him!"
After hearing this, Zhang Lingchuan closed his eyes in pain: "They didn't want to kill him, but they wanted to make him a grimace rakshasa . ”
Grimace Rakshasa?
I looked horrified at the grimace mask that had been burned to ashes.
Peel human skin off your face and make it into a ritual weapon?
What kind of crazy people are in this circle!
I was in a state of extreme nervousness, and I felt that there was a figure outside.
But when I listened closely, I sensed something was wrong.
There were really a lot of footsteps outside!
"Boss—" I hurriedly reminded Zhang Lingchuan.
"I hear you."
Zhang Lingchuan's tone was cold, and he raised his head and looked coldly at the door of Qingfeng Guan.
Outside, there were people in Taoist robes, all holding weapons in their hands, and they were menacing.
The leader is a man in a suit.
He was about thirty years old, and his face was full of anger, and he hurried into the main hall.
"Zhang Lingchuan, you raised ghosts and killed people, and you were so mad that you killed the Xuanqing Daoist!"
"Fence them up and take them back!"
The man pointed at us and roared, and in the middle of a few words, he poured the sewage that killed the Xuanqing Daoist on us.
I was so angry that I was about to rush up to theorize, but I was stopped by Zhang Lingchuan.
"Zhao Cheng, let me ask you, where were you when the Dao Chief was killed?"
There is only one small mountain road from the bottom of the mountain to the Taoist temple, and it is extremely dangerous to walk at night.
What's more, in order to pick up the female corpse, it rained heavily.
Zhang Lingchuan and I came here on mud.
But their shoes were clean, and there was not a shred of dirt!
I felt a chill in my back, and suddenly realized that Zhang Lingchuan and I were very likely to be played by someone.
Before Zhao Cheng could answer, the Taoist priest beside him rushed to answer.
"After we received the secret order for help from the Xuanqing Daoist, we didn't slack off at all, and hurried over, but we didn't expect the Daoist to be killed by you!"
But Zhang Lingchuan didn't look at the Taoist priest, but glared at Zhao Cheng directly.
"You and I are friends of life and death, I want you to look me in the eyes and say."
Zhao Chengmian did not change: "As Shanjin said." ”
Shan Jin must be the little Taoist priest who rushed to answer just now.
When Zhang Lingchuan heard this, he was silent for a long time, and suddenly raised his head and laughed, and said three good words in a row.
There were tears in his eyes, and his hands trembled in fists.
"Zhao Cheng, you have to remember that Daoist Xuanqing is not only my benefactor, he is also your life-saving benefactor!"
"The things you are doing now are intolerable!"
Zhao Cheng ignored Zhang Lingchuan's anger, but his eyes were full of pity: "Zhang Lingchuan, I cherish my talents, and I originally wanted to recruit you into the Dao League." ”
"I didn't expect you to be so bad at heart, everyone can really punish you!"
I couldn't help myself: "You talk nonsense! What proof is there that we killed the chief? ”
Zhao Cheng sneered: "In the village at the foot of the mountain, the whole village died in the hands of the female corpse, but you didn't stop it. And you say, yes or no? ”
"And Xuanqing Daoist died from the lotus aversion spell, who can compare to you Zhang Lingchuan?"
I was at a loss, and I didn't know what to do.
Then he said, "I have seen it under a dozen of my subordinates, and you are arsoning with ghosts and hurting people, and you are really - not tolerated by the righteous path!" ”
When the words fell, Zhao Cheng shouted violently, and the rest of the Taoist priests rushed up.
Where have I ever seen this battle, and I hurriedly turned my head to look at Zhang Lingchuan.
Unexpectedly, he still took a cigarette out of the cigarette box and lit it slowly.
"Zhang Lingchuan, you have clubbing in your brain, when is this happening, and you are still caring about being handsome!"
However, it was I who did not know enough about Zhang Lingchuan's methods.
His eyes fell on the cigarette: "You want to catch me?" You're not qualified enough, find someone higher to talk to me. ”
After a few seconds, the Taoist priests didn't even touch my clothes, and all of them went limp and fainted.
There's something wrong with that smoke!
Zhao Cheng frowned slightly: "You dare to go against the Dao Alliance?" ”
Zhang Lingchuan stuffed the cigarette into his mouth and smoked it with relish: "Daomeng, in my eyes, it's a fart!" ”
Just when Zhang Lingchuan rushed up to catch Zhao Cheng, his whole person was like a silkworm chrysalis, and suddenly the whole person disappeared!
At the same time, I saw a grimace mask flash outside the temple.
"Boss, what about Zhao Cheng?"
Zhang Lingchuan stretched out two fingers and pinched the suit left by Zhao Cheng, his eyes were dark: "The golden cicada is out of its shell!" ”
Golden cicada shelling?
I've heard this idiom story.
It is about the Three Kingdoms period, Zhuge Liang instructed Jiang Wei'an to use a dummy to deceive the enemy army and retreat before his death.
But in reality, the golden cicada is out of its shell, and it is the first time I have seen it.
"Boss, are we going to chase?"
Zhang Lingchuan turned his head back and picked up Daoist Xuanqing, and then instructed me: "You take that pair of sons and mothers, let's go!" ”
I looked at the pile of Taoist priests lying on the ground.
Zhang Lingchuan said: "It's just an ordinary drug, and they will wake up after the strength of the drug." ”
Seeing Zhang Lingchuan's hurried appearance, I didn't ask any more, gritted my teeth and picked up the pair of oil bottles and followed him.
"Behind Zhao Cheng is the entire Dao Alliance, and if he escapes, it will definitely cause trouble."
"I'm not afraid of trouble, but I don't want the body of Daoist Xuanqing to fall into their hands!"
I nodded in understanding.
"The Taoist has a chivalrous life, we should let him go into the ground for peace."
But I thought of Zhao Cheng who ran away again.
"Then after Zhao Cheng runs back, he will definitely make up nonsense and wronged us!"
Who knows, Zhang Lingchuan doesn't care.
He told me that it is normal to be misunderstood by rumors.
People live in the world, and they don't have to gossip in the unexpected world.
It's important that we know what we're doing.