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292 [Mask]


Net permanent URL, please keep in mind Zhan Zhao waited at the gate of the Kubei Temple, but found that the temple door was closed.

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Pang Yu ran forward and smashed the door, and after a while, the door was opened with a "creak", and a little monk ran out and made a joke, "Amitabha, several donors, this temple does not accept pilgrims today, please come back another day." ” Pang Yu was puzzled, "Why don't you receive pilgrims?"

"Uh" The little monk seemed to be a little embarrassed, "This little monk can't tell me" When everyone saw the little monk spitting and spitting, they knew that something was probably going on.

Zhan Zhao took out the waist card of Kaifeng Mansion and showed it to him.

"Ah" The little monk was stunned for a moment and raised his head, "The adult is an official" Zhan Zhao nodded, "Kaifeng Mansion Zhan Zhao." ” Everyone squinted their eyes silently.

Zhanzhao is still very reliable when he is not a foodie, especially when he flashes his waist card and says, "Kaifeng Mansion Zhanzhao".

The little fourth son holds his face, "the cat is so handsome" Zhao Pu was a little surprised, and looked at him, "I'm not handsome."

The little fourth son hurriedly hugged his neck to remedy, "Jiujiu is also handsome, Jiujiu is the most handsome" Zhao Pu nodded very really, that meant something about the same.

Gongsun glanced at the little fourth son, how come there is no principle at all Zhao Pu also glanced at Gongsun, which means that it would be good if you were as well-behaved as him.

"Lord Zhan" After the little monk saw the waist card, the tone of Zhan Zhao turned out to be surprised and delighted, and grabbed his sleeve, "Help, Lord Zhan" Zhan Zhao was slightly stunned.

Bai Yutang frowned, because it noticed that the little monk raised his hand, and a sleeve under his hand was stained with a lot of blood.

Bai Yutang pointed to his sleeve, "What is this?"

"A few adults will come with the little monk to take a look."

As he spoke, the little monk opened the door and led everyone in.

Everyone walked all the way, and inexplicably had some bad premonitions, should the next classmate who suffered, that is, Master Xuanning, that is, Wan Fangan Following the little monk through the dark corridor and passing through the two main halls in the temple, everyone couldn't help frowning, this Temple of Bitter Sorrow is scary enough The two halls are round, and there are a circle of arhats and bodhisattvas sitting around them, and it is strange to say that these bodhisattvas are not kind and kind-eyed, but have hideous faces, and their eyes are looking straight at the middle of the main hall, looking down at several figures standing on the ground.

These figures are even more terrifying, they seem to be both men and women, in various forms and different clothes, but in the same place, they all wear a ghost mask.

These ghost faces come in different colors and appearances.

After Bai Yutang and Zhanzhao looked around, they suddenly reached out together to get the same mask.

It was a white ghost mask, the same one that the Ghost Face wore that night.

But Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang glanced at each other, how to describe it "Wow" Pang Yu couldn't help frowning, "It looks like it should be the same mask, how do you feel that this one is so much scary than the one that the ghost-faced man wore that night?"

Pang Yu said everyone's thoughts in one sentence, indeed, this mask feels so evil, although the overall structure and appearance are not bad, but it just feels evil.

"What kind of mask is this," Zhan Zhao couldn't help but ask the little monk.

"Well, I can't tell you for a while."

The little monk seemed to be in a hurry, "Lord Zhan, you come with me first" Zhan Zhao had no choice but to follow, Pang Yu had an extra heart and took off the mask.

Under the mask, it was found that the original portrait was just an ordinary scholar, Pang Yu frowned, how could a scholar wear such a scary mask Zhao Pu went to look at the other masks and said to himself, "The farmer's mask is black, the soldier's mask is red, the scholar is white, the ruffian is yellow, and the greased and powdered one looks like a kiln sister, blue."

Bao Yan was curious, "Is it worn casually, or is there a certain pattern?"

At this time, Zhanzhao and the others had already walked away with the little monk, and Xiao Liangzi dragged Tianzun who was about to run around with one hand, and turned around and waved to everyone.

Everyone walked out, and Bao Yan couldn't help but say, "Why is the feeling of this temple so scary?"

The little fourth son also looked up at them, feeling that those Buddha statues were indeed staring at them fiercely, so he hugged Zhao Pu tightly.

Zhao Pu subconsciously quickened his pace and took the little fourth son out of here.

Behind him, Pang Yu took the white mask and went to get the green one, because this green mask was exactly the same as the ghost mask that Adong found for him that day, which proves that Adong should have gotten the mask here Pang Yu was staring at the green mask in a daze, and the woman wearing the green mask was a woman, looking at a particularly normal kind of ladylike beauty, and a little bookish "Hey."

At this time, Bao Yan tugged him.

Pang Yu came back to his senses and looked up.

"Let's go."

Bao Yan called Pang Yu, and Pang Yu realized that everyone was gone, and they were the only ones left in the hall.

In an instant, a gloomy feeling came up from the ground, and the two hurriedly ran out, rushed out of the main hall, and saw Zhao Pu and Xiao Sizi in the courtyard, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"These monks are sick, it's no wonder that they don't die by burning incense here every day" Pang Yu wiped his sweat, and saw Bao Yan on the side looking at Zhao Pu, who coaxed the fourth son.

The little fourth son was probably scared, Zhao Pu was teasing him.

Bao Yan hugged his arm and rubbed Pang Yu, "Little crab, look." ” Pang Yu was puzzled, "what to see" "Tsk."

Bao Yan looked yearning, "I originally thought that only Brother Zhan was very easy-going, and Bai Wuye and Jiuwang were serious people, but I didn't expect that the big hero also had a gentle side." ” The corners of Pang Yu's mouth twitched, shaking his head and being a fool.

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang also had their grandsons, and followed the little monk to the backyard of the Kubei Temple, and saw several monks sitting in the courtyard, some old and some young, reciting the scriptures.

And not far in front of them, sat a man.

Looking at the dress, he is also a monk, but this monk wears a ghost mask.

Bai Yutang frowned slightly, what he was wearing was the same style he had seen in the main hall before, a white ghost mask.

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The little monk ran to an elderly monk and whispered a few words.

The monk stood up and made fun of Zhan Zhao and the others, shaking his head and chanting the Buddha.

Zhan Zhao asked, "What is the name of the master?"

"The poor monk's law is called enlightenment."

The great monk said, "It is the presiding officer of the Kubei Temple." ” "Wuxin" Bai Yutang felt that this monk was a little familiar, so he asked, "Do you know Wuzen?"

"Wu Chan is the senior brother of a poor monk."

The great monk said, looked up at a few people, looked a little puzzled, but didn't say anything.

Zhan Zhao pointed to the masked monk and asked, "What's going on?"

"Xuqing, go and take off your uncle's mask."

Wuxin instructed the little monk just now.

Xuqing ran over and took off the mask of the monk who was sitting, and as soon as he took off the mask, everyone was shocked.

Beneath the mask was a distorted face, a pale face, godless eyes, and a dead monk with a mouth wide open and covered with blood.

Even Zhanzhao, who was used to seeing dead people, couldn't help frowning, and his death was really terrifying.

"This is the monk Xuanning in this temple" The abbot said a word, Zhan Zhao and the others looked at each other, it can be said that it was unexpected, but it seemed to be reasonable, and sure enough, another one died.

What Zhan Zhao wants to do now is to hurry up and find the other few left, I don't know if the shadow guards are fast enough, otherwise this speed will be dead "Is his original name Wan Fang'an?"

Zhan Zhao asked Wuxin.

Wuxin was stunned and shook his head, "Well, the poor monk doesn't know. ” Everyone was a little surprised.

"The poor monk has just come here to host for less than a year."

Enlightenment explained.

Zhan Zhao nodded and asked, "When did Xuan Ning die, why didn't you report to the official and sit here and recite the scriptures?"

Wuxin's appearance seemed to be very difficult, and after thinking for a while, he sighed, "Xuan Ning died too strangely, and this mask" Everyone stared at the great monk for a while, and Zhan Zhao asked tentatively, "The master has been opening the seal before."

Wuxin presided over the nod, "Amitabha, Lord Zhan, I must have heard Bao Xiangye say the origin of this mask."

Zhan Zhao frowned, "Master, why do you have a ghost mask in the temple?"

The great monk shook his head vigorously, "No, no, no."

"Master Zhan, this mask is not from our temple" Xuqing interjected, "It's true that scholars all wear white masks, but the previous white masks are not this" As he spoke, a little monk had already come over with a set of masks.

Bai Yutang saw that this set was in seven colors, the white one and the green one, which was very different from the one in Pang Yu's hand, and the others were the same as those seen in the hall, so it was transferred "Huh" Pang Yu took out the white mask and green mask he just took out and compared it with the mask in the original temple that the little monk took, and was surprised, "Green and white are different."

"We were puzzled by how these two masks came to be this morning," Xuqing explained.

"Let's talk about the specifics in detail."

Zhan Zhao felt headless.

"That's right."

A few little monks talked about what happened.

It turned out that after everyone had finished their morning class early this morning, they were ready to open the door to welcome the pilgrims as before.

But when he was cleaning the courtyard as usual, he suddenly heard a scream from Xuan Ning, who was preparing incense wax in the meditation hall.

A few little monks rushed to the front hall to take a look, and saw Xuan Ning sitting on the ground in fright, looking at several figures in the middle of the main hall.

Everyone took a look, only to find that the masks of the genius and the beauty were changed by whom, and they changed two particularly terrifying probably because of this, Xuan Ning was scared.

At that time, a few little monks did have some doubts, although it was quite scary, but Xuan Ning was not so frightened that he couldn't stand up Everyone originally wanted to take off the two ghost faces, but at this time, Master Wuxin happened to enter the hall and saw it, stopping everyone.

Master Wuxin asked Xuqing to close the door, and then called someone to invite Wuchan, and the two discussed for a morning, and then Master Wuzen left.

Wuxin told Zhanzhao, "Maybe I missed it with you, I told Wucicada, this matter must not be quiet, he quietly went to find Master Bao, but he hasn't come back yet."

Only then did Zhan Zhao understand why Master Wuxin was a little confused just now.

He probably thought they were sent by Master Bao, but as soon as they opened their mouths, they didn't know what was going on, so he was a little puzzled.

After thinking about it again, it became clear that Master Bao might be asking the Dou family about Wang Yueming.

"But since Xuan Ning returned to the meditation room, the whole person has become very wrong," Wuxin said, "He couldn't keep his soul and locked himself up." ” "He didn't say why," Zhan Zhao asked.

Xuqing shook his head, "The host asked me to look at Uncle Shi, but Uncle Shi lost his temper and hid strangely and locked the door, just now, we heard him scream again" Everyone frowned, this monk is quite capable.

"It's none of my business that he told you to go away in the meditation room."

Xu Qingdao, "I was very emotional, we knocked on the door and he didn't let us in, and then we couldn't go to the host."

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But the sound was gone, and the doors and windows were locked. ” "That's right," another little monk also said, "We filmed the door for a long time, and we were about to crash in, when we heard Uncle Shi suddenly say, I want to be alone and quiet." ” "That tone, now that I think about it, is indeed strange."

Xuqing said, "I was panicked just now, but I was very calm again in a blink of an eye."

"Are you sure it's Xuan Ning's voice," Bai Yutang asked.

Xuqing nodded, looked at a few other little monks, and a few others also nodded, "Uncle Xuanning's voice is very hoarse, it's easy to recognize."

"After that, we all dispersed."

"But just now" Wuxin also recited the Buddha, "Just now, the poor monk and Xuqing passed by here, and saw Xuan Ning sitting with a mask, and called him without responding. ” Xuqing showed everyone the blood on his sleeve, "I went over and pushed Uncle Shi, who knew that it was stained with blood in his sleeve, I opened his mask and took a look, and I was almost scared to death" "So," Zhanzhao asked Wuxin, "You are waiting for Wucicada to come with Master Bao, so you didn't report to the official, right?"

Wuxin nodded and sighed, "This white ghost face, people of this grade of Zhan adults don't know, but at my age, I have a deep memory, and the past is unbearable.

Now that it is finally peaceful and prosperous, this matter must be handled carefully, otherwise, Kaifeng will definitely be panicked."

As he spoke, a group of monks said, "Amitabha." ” Gongsun preliminarily examined Xuan Ning's body, walked to Zhan Zhao's side, and said to everyone, "Xuan Ning was killed by someone. ” Everyone looked at Xuan Ning's corpse and nodded their heads to see that people shouldn't be able to make themselves like that.

"How did he die?"

Zhan Zhao wondered, "Why did the face become like this" Bai Yutang glanced at the distorted corpse with a mouth full of blood, and felt that he didn't have to eat again in the past few days.

"That's right."

Gongsun grabbed Xiao Liangzi with his hand, gently pressed his head with one hand, gently held his chin with the other, and made a twisting motion to the side, "Just like that, the whole neck is broken, and then the chin is torn off, and the inside of the mouth is all torn, so there is so much blood." ” Everyone's brows furrowed a little.

Bai Yutang couldn't stand it anymore, so he went to the side to stand, and saw Tianzun and Xiao Sizi at the stone table, studying the row of seven masks with their own characteristics.

Bai Yutang stretched out his hand, picked up a white mask that the portrait should have worn, looked at it, and asked a monk on the side, "Master, these masks are different colors, do you have any explanation?"

"Yes."

The monk explained to Bai Yutang, "The farmer is black, the martial artist is red, the merchant is purple, the talented man is white, the beauty is green, the ruffian is yellow, and the kiln sister is blue." ” "Then what do these masks represent?"

Bai Yutang was puzzled.

"Each color mask represents a ghost in the heart, in fact, it does not mean that there is a specific ghost in the heart of a specific person, but it comes from some Buddhist legends."

The monk held a white mask and said, "The scholar's mask is all white, which describes scheming, competitive, and narrow-minded.

And the ladies who know books and etiquette are green, describing pampering, jealousy, and pretending. ” Bai Yutang looked carefully at the group of masks, although these masks didn't feel very good, but compared to the white and green masks, they were nothing more than a drop in the bucket.

Pang Yu was a little troubled, "So, this green mask is not from your temple."

All the monks shook their heads, indicating that they had never seen them before.

"Then where did Adong get it," Pang Yu was puzzled, "and how could he be here." ” As he spoke, Ochre Shadow jumped in from outside the courtyard and saluted Zhao Pu.

Zhao Pu looked at him and asked, "How is it?"

"Returning to the prince, the original students of Taixue, except for a few who died, there are currently a total of eight people still left in Kaifeng," he said, he glanced at Xuan Ning's corpse, "It should be seven people now." ” "What about those people," Zhao Pu asked.

"We all found it, Xuan Ning took some time to change his name because he became a monk, and he only found it now, it's a step too late."

Ochre said, "At present, the remaining seven people have been protected and are in good condition. ” Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Pu nodded, "Send more people, watch it tightly" "Yes" Ochre Ying nodded, ready to leave to do something, but seemed to remember something, and said to Zhao Pu in a low voice, "Lord Wang, Taixue had another accident just now." ” They all pouted.

Pang Yu couldn't help but say, "Taixue is just closed, what's the situation?"

Everyone nodded along with it, after all, there was no need to read when the door was closed.

Thinking of this stubble, everyone subconsciously raised their faces and looked at the sky, at this time it was almost evening, indicating that it would be dark in a blink of an eye, and then it would be tomorrow as soon as the sky dawned Tomorrow they will go to Taixue to study, and they can't cry or laugh when they think about it "What's wrong?"

Bao Yan asked.

"Two students from Taixue didn't know what to do, and one of them stabbed the other."

Ochre Ying said, "The person has just been sent to Kaifeng Mansion to be dealt with by Lord Bao, and Ziying has inquired about the specific situation." ” "Isn't this too learned to be all nerds, don't you throw books at each other and use knives" Zhao Pu was startled, and Gongsun on the side glared at him several times.

"It's suspicious."

Ochre Ying then said, "These two scholars and Shi Ye are classmates, and the one who was stabbed is a roommate who lives in the same dormitory as Shi Ye." ” Everyone couldn't help frowning, what the hell are those scholars in Taixue doing, they really should check it out: