Intersections with old creatures, what scares me the most 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 between reality and illusion.

Truth and falsehood, true and false, seem to be fused together at this moment, with no absolute truth and no absolute illusion.

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

The temple is not turned upside down, and it is we who are really turned upside down.

Right above our heads, the entrance to which we first came down, the old monk sat cross-legged, constantly mingling with rosary beads, seemingly chanting scriptures, and vaguely hearing his voice.

On the other side, it is the sitting image of Buddha Shakyamuni, which is also upside down in our eyes, and the whole sitting image is fixed to the "ceiling", as if it will fall at any time.

That feeling of the pressure of Tarzan's top, I can't help but move away.

“Where is Erby?”I whispered to ask what, the sound of fear was obvious in the tone, and the whole sentence was trembling and asked.

Standing next to me, the evil son seemed to be shocked by this scene, and his body trembled, looking at the old monk on his head for a while, and then looking at the Sakyamuni sitting image next to him, there was a sense of human confusion in his eyes.

"Right there."What kind of interest came to my ear, the sound was very thin, it seemed that I did not dare to enlarge the volume, for fear of waking up the monster I could not see.

He said, raising his finger.

He Yiguo refers to the top left of us, that is, one of the two most dark corners of the temple, there are fewer oil lamps nearby, and the position behind is not one, the black pressure is a piece, nothing can be seen.

But at this time, I still felt a sense of danger that could not be said.

In that darkness, which reached out and did not see the five fingers, it seemed that something was lurking there, but it was covered with darkness and not directly seen by us.

“What do you want for the printing?I asked in a hurry, “Let’s take it and go, don’t waste your time here, it’s too dangerous!”

He said, looking to the left and right, as if looking for a trace of Fa-print.

In the process, my eyes have not been removed from him, and his vigilance has also mentioned the highest.

What he said is true and false, and now it should reveal some clues.

Looking for half a day, He Yi Gong suddenly sighed, and the expression was very helpless: "That French seal is blocked by its air, just like ghosts covering your eyes, it is invisible at all!" 」

“Invisible?”I looked at him with some vigilance: “You’re not lying to me, are you?”

“I’m on this, do I have to lie to you?”He Yi Gong was helpless, and no longer explained, bowed his head in the bag for a while, and suddenly took out two masks.

Yes, it must be a mask, but it’s something I’ve seen.

In the Longwang Village in Hainan, Jiu Sheng seems to have such a mask, and finally was taken away by the disciples, I don't know whether to get the evidence or engage in research, anyway, I think this mask is quite ordinary.

The mask is white, there is no other pattern, there is no other color, it should be made of plaster, at least it seems so.

Monotony, only monotonous and dull enough to describe the mask.

It seems to be made according to the five senses of the human face, but there is only one outline, the details are not half-dented, and even the edges of the five senses are very blurred.

But it is undeniable that the deep eyelids really make me a little uncomfortable, feel hairy in my heart.

I just felt that something was hiding behind the mask, passing through the two deep-dwell eyes, quietly observing the outside world and watching us.

“Put on.”He Yigong said in a low voice, "The middle layer of this mask hides the air veins, which are made from some totems of the old period, and after wearing it, you can see the invisible things."

I took the mask, did not put it on immediately, and looked at him with some vigilance.

"If I'm going to kill you, there's no need for that."He said in a low voice, “I just want to achieve my own purpose, there is no conflict of interest between us, okay?”

“I have seen this mask, there should be one of the nines...” I frowned and asked in half-doubt: “What is this?”Is it a tool?”

"Algorithm device, but not all, mostly used in the ceremony, with the Taoist robe one meaning."What an interest explained.

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

Some gentlemen call it "faceless", and some ordinary believers call it "pale face" or "faceless face".

This mask is based on the belief of the king of black robes, from the faceless three words can be seen, not to mention the appearance of the mask ... is indeed worthy of the three words "no face".

In most cases, this mask is a decoration, and almost one in the old religion.

But the mask that really possessed a little power of the old creatures, only a few prophets qualified to possess it, and the mask that the rest of the believers possessed were but the most ordinary mask.

There is no power, it can only be used as a decoration, and they will wear it when they carry out sacrifices or gatherings.

This mask, like what he handed me, seems to have a certain connection with the old creature, so that the old creature thinks that we are the same kind, or that we are the most loyal believers.

Only in this way will the illusions that it dissipates, the illusions that are created, disappear one by one.

Although I have no bottom in my heart, I can't think of other ways, I can only try it according to the method that He Yiguang said.

Touching my conscience, I hate this mask, especially in my hands, feel that cold touch, but also want to throw it aside, can not say the disgust.

“It’s okay, wear it.”He said, "Put on this mask and you'll see those things."

I did not squeak, carefully put the mask on the face, the movement was extremely slow, the heart was all lifted.

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

Like a magnet met the nail, my face was constantly sucked by it, did not wait for me to react, snapped, the whole mask was covered in my face.

No wonder the mask doesn’t have a rope... it’s so worn.

I muttered in my heart, although the one that had just been adsorbed was a little scary, but I quickly slowed down, boldly opened my eyes, and looked around.

This cold look really scared me.

I don't know if what I see now is an illusion or a real thing, the scene on all sides has changed, the inverted temple has completely disappeared, and our position has become a huge cavern in the ground.

On the edge of the cave, there is something similar to the oil lamp, but I did not see the lamp, but I could only vaguely see the green fire.

Perhaps because the surrounding scenery has changed, the smell here has changed, no matter where it is, there is a pungent smell of blood.

That fishy and stinky smell is particularly greasy, which is disgusting.

In the position I mentioned earlier, I also saw something different.

The invisible monster has unknowingly revealed its body, its true face, completely.

Just like the old man described.

The monster was three or four stories high, black, and the overall shape resembled a ball, but the surface was full of many black thorns.

In the middle of its body, there is a similar existence to a dividing line, where there is no long thorn, and if I remember correctly, the circle should be where the monster's eyes are.

It was breathing, I could feel it.

“This thing is not scary to look at...” I muttered, seeing the real face of the monster, and couldn’t help but relax: “The brain is not yet scary... isn’t this a sea urchin!”

He should have heard my words, jerked me, and held my mouth tightly with his hand.

Do not pull me if you want to die! 🙂 trembling, the voice is very low, almost to my ears, not to hear can not hear.

I clapped the back of his hand, said I know, will put down the volume, and then asked him, what is the French seal you are looking for?

He pointed to the location where the monster was, said.

“There.”