Chapter 20 Monster, where are you running from
? Xue Ling has not thought that a small place like Luo City actually has a black market.
But the so-called black market is not as dark as Xue Ling thought.
She was taken all the way to a large house by Fang Bie. On the house was a plaque with the words "hundred rivers flowing into the sea" written on it. At the same time, when the two young men came to the door, the concierge came up to them and said, "What are you doing here? "
Before Xue Ling could speak, Fang Bie took out a wooden sign from his arms and waved it in front of the two of them. The concierge's attitude instantly became respectful: "You two, please come in." Please come in
?
Xue Ling continued to follow Fang Bie, walked to the door of this large mansion, and followed Fang Bie into a small penthouse in a familiar way.
On the walls inside the ear room, various masks of various sizes are hung. The materials are different and the things carved on the masks are also different.
"Choose a mask first." Fang Bie said quietly.
"You first?" Xue Ling said. Due to her lack of experience, Xue Ling was happy to let Fang Bu give her an example.
Fang Bie nodded, raised his hand to take a monkey-face mask of Sun Wukong and put it on himself, and raised his hand to get Zhu Bajie's mask for Xue Ling.
Fortunately, Xue Ling had quick eyesight and quick hands, and had already grabbed a wooden mask of a green fox in his hand in advance: "I want this, I want this." Fang Bie shook his head, looking uninterested, but raised his head again
. He took off a black blouse and handed it to Xue Ling: "Put this on again."
Xue Ling nodded and took it.
With the mask fastened on the face and the blouse put on, not only the appearance of the person is hidden, but also the body shape and even gender are blurred.
Since leaving Yanjing City, Xue Ling has never put on any rouge and gouache, so she doesn't have the slightest bit of feminine rouge or powder on her body. She has just taken a shower, so her originally light body odor has become insignificant.
Xue Ling looked at Fang Bie opposite, and saw Fang Bie wearing a Monkey King mask with a playful smile. He was wrapped in black clothes. He looked a bit funny. Xue Ling couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Don't laugh, and don't speak with your original voice." Fang Bie said this, and at the same time reached out to help Xue Ling straighten the mask on her face. The girl's mask was a green fox face with a sharp mouth, and the shape was quite exaggerated.
"Think of a code name for yourself. When we go in later, we will all call each other by our code names. Don't call each other by their real names." Fang Bie quietly warned him. His voice was a somewhat rich baritone, which was different from his usual clean voice. The clear teenage voice was completely different. Xue Ling had also seen Fang Bie's hoarse teenage voice when he was at the Mountain Temple, and was already a little surprised by Fang Bie's ability to imitate amplification.
"Me?" Xue Ling thought for a moment: "Then call me Qinghu."
Fang Bie smiled: "Okay, Qinghu, then you can call me Brother Monkey."
"Brother Monkey?" Ling was stunned.
"Yes, Brother Monkey." Fang Bie confirmed: "Brother Monkey, Brother Monkey, you are really amazing."
After saying this, Fang Bie continued to hold Xue Ling's hand and pushed the door open.
Only one door away, Xue Ling felt like she was in a completely new situation.
When you came in, this place was a dark-looking courtyard, but now, in a space close to the main hall, as far as you can see, there are people in black robes wearing various masks walking in front of the stalls. The stall owners also wore masks of various monsters, and for a moment it felt like a group of demons were dancing around.
However, there are clearly more than a hundred "demon" gathered in the hall in front of you, but there is no loud noise. Everyone's conversation is in a whisper, and it is almost inaudible when it is more than one foot away. There are burning lights above the head. The blazing flames provide illumination, and there is also a kind of strange incense in the air, which makes people feel inexplicably energetic as soon as they enter this place.
"That's a special kind of ambergris." Fang Bi's rich baritone voice came to Xue Ling's ears: "It's not poisonous, but it has some stimulating effects on the nerves. Do some internal breathing and breathe less. That's good."
Upon hearing this, Xue Ling quickly activated her Emei Internal Skill, and instantly felt that her agitated heart slowly calmed down.
As for the Zi Qi Dong Lai of her own Kung Fu, Xue Ling still didn't dare to show it.
She could only follow Fang Bing while peeking at everything around her.
Under the wooden green fox mask, Xue Ling's dark eyes were exposed, but the other people he saw were really just masks of various kinds. Almost everyone here was breathing with concentration. Taking it in, obviously not wanting to inhale too much ambergris aroma, Xue Ling looked up towards the main hall and saw a tall man in red standing there, wearing a ferocious dragon king mask, looking very majestic. .
"Who is that person?" Xue Ling pulled the corner of Fang Bian's clothes. Although the action of pulling the corner of his clothes was more embarrassing, in this situation, not pulling the corner of his clothes would not bring him a sense of security.
Without turning around, Xue Ling pointed at the man in red standing at the top of the hall.
"Dragon King." Fang Bie said quietly: "This is the Dragon King gathering in Luo City. The Dragon King is the person who presides over this gathering. It is said that his cultivation is unfathomable and he has the realm of a first-class master." Xue Ling seemed to understand the location
. nod.
"In short, this is the realm of the Dragon King, and everyone is protected by the Dragon King." Fang Bie continued.
"Then who is the Dragon King?" Xue Ling asked.
Fang Bie couldn't help but smile: "The reason why the Dragon King is the Dragon King is just like we are the Monkey Brother and the Green Fox. They are code names when it is inconvenient for others to know our true identity." "In this Dragon King gathering, no matter what you are
, Anyone with any identity can come in, exchange what they have, and get what they need, as long as they have the strength and identity recognized by the Dragon King." "
Of course, the Dragon King himself is also a big shot in both black and white. There are many speculations about his identity, but , but few are accurate."
Fang Bie's implication may be that he knows the true identity of the Dragon King.
Xue Ling just felt that the Dragon King gave her a slightly strange feeling, but she couldn't tell what was so strange.
At this moment, a heartbreaking scream suddenly came from the front. Ten steps away from them, a man in black wearing a canopy marshal mask suddenly grabbed his neck with both hands and struggled and screamed on the spot. It looked like he was It's like he wants to strangle himself.
Xue Ling was taken aback, and her first reaction was to go over to check for rescue, but Fang Bie grabbed her wrist and covered her eyes.
"Don't look."
Fang Bie's rich baritone voice felt particularly reliable for some reason at this time.
Xue Ling only heard a soft snapping sound.
Fang Bie put down his hand, and Xue Ling saw that Marshal Peng was lying limply on the ground that day, his mask fell off, and it was the face of a young man who looked to be no more than twenty years old. At the same time, a man in red walked through the crowd, Grab his feet and drag them outward on the solid wood floor.
"What happened?" Xue Ling couldn't help but ask.
"I inhaled too much ambergris, and I hallucinated and went crazy." Fang Bie said calmly.
Xue Ling held her breath for a moment.
(End of chapter)