Chapter 184 The Original Mask

Yang Ming and others were immediately extremely nervous when they saw this scene, and they all put on fighting postures, as if they were going to fight the final BOSS to the death. ♦♦  ♦♦

Fang Xiu slowly restored his original appearance, but it was useless. No one believed it at all.

Instead, I feel like it’s fake now.

"I have deceived the guard into being weird. Please open the door."

No one dared to move and continued to stare at Fang Xiu nervously.

"Are you the dean or Fang Xiu?" Ma Xingbang asked nervously.

Facing the distrustful looks of everyone, Fang Xiu did not explain, because explanations were useless.

The dean will not explain, and neither will the real Fang Xiu.

"Don't ask stupid questions like this."

"What is a stupid question? Aren't you going to explain it?" Ma Xingbang whispered.

Ever since he knew that Fang Xiu was suspected of being the dean, he never dared to speak louder again.

"Is there any difference?" Fang Xiu asked.

"Of course there is a difference!" Ma Xingbang looked a little excited.

Fang Xiu shook his head: "Actually, there is no difference in the result. Assume that I am the dean, and if I ask you to open the door, will you not open it?"

Everyone looked a little ugly. Although they didn't say anything, they basically acquiesced. Faced with a mysterious existence like the dean, to be honest, they definitely couldn't defeat him. If they were asked to open the door, they would have to open it no matter what.

"If I were Fang Xiu, and I asked you to open the door, would you not open it?"

Two questions directly blocked everyone.

Because Fang Xiu was telling the truth, no matter who he was, he would not be refused if he asked to open the door.

"So, no matter who I am, the result is the same, open the door."

Yang Ming hesitated again and again, and finally asked: "Are you really Brother Xiu?"

Fang Xiu nodded.

"I don't believe it. Unless you return the two thousand spirit coins that you blackmailed me for, I will believe you."

Whoosh!

Fang Xiu's right hand naturally drooped, and a scalpel flashing with cold light appeared in his hand.

Yang Ming hurriedly smiled: "Just a joke, just a joke, don't get excited."

Then, he hurriedly opened the bronze door with the bronze key.

When everyone walked out, they saw a gloomy corridor with candlelight hanging on both sides.

Yang Ming quickly turned around and closed the bronze door.

"No need to close the door." Fang Xiu said calmly.

"What if we don't close the door? What if Kangkang, the five-meter-tall kid, finds out that he has been cheated and gets him back?"

"It can't come back."

Fang Xiu was very sure, how could he come back alive if he went to challenge Taotie.

"Why can't you come back?" Yang Ming asked in surprise.

"I've seen the future."

One sentence directly solves all problems.

"Now I can be sure that you are the real Brother Xiu. Your indifferent eyes, calm posture, and determined tone cannot be imitated by ordinary people."

Fang Xiu ignored Yang Ming's flattery and walked towards the passage on his own.

The passage was very long, and everyone walked very slowly, for fear of encountering some trap at the last moment and overturning the car.

In fact, after this period of time, the mood calmed down, and when the shock dissipated, the clever IQ occupied the high ground again.

Everyone slowly realized that the person in front of them could only be Fang Xiu, not the dean.

If Fang Xiu is pretending to be the dean, why should he play with you? Are you kidding a fool?

But Ma Xingbang smartly realized that even if Fang Xiu was not the dean, he was still closely related to him.

Otherwise, why would Fang Xiu know what the dean looks like? Do you know so much about Dean?

If you say that these two people don't know each other, then who will believe it.

Ma Xingbang's eyes flickered, and he suddenly said: "Fang Xiu, how do you know the dean's appearance and some of his circumstances? Don't use precognition to prevaricate me. What you just lied to Kangkang said, but it happened in the past, not future."

"Do you think I am not the dean, so you think you are good enough?"

"Don't change the subject. I seriously doubt your identity now. Many things can no longer be explained by prediction. And as we all know, the more powerful the ability, the greater the cost of using it. You are just a second-level Yulingling division.

But how many things have you predicted along the way? Is this something a second-level spiritual master can do? "

"Just because you can't do it, doesn't mean others can't."

"Hmph, if I'm not wrong, you don't have the ability to predict the future at all, but you have a magic weapon that can predict the future, right? That's why I can't plagiarize, and that's why you can use the ability to predict the future many times.

If you use too many magic weapons, your mind will be polluted, but you are not afraid of this. I am afraid that this is related to the strange power in you. "Ma Xingbang looked like he had seen through everything.

"Well, everything you said is right."

"You!" Ma Xingbang never expected that Fang Xiu would react like this. How would a normal person react so blandly when his secret is revealed?

Yang Ming was surprised and said: "No way, no way, these days there are still people who use magic weapons to pollute their souls?"

Ma Xingbang: "..."

Bai Qi: "......"

Being interrupted by Yang Ming, Ma Xingbang didn't know what to say next.

At this moment, a light appeared at the end of the corridor.

Everyone walked over and entered a very wide hall.

As soon as they entered the hall, everyone immediately took a breath of cold air. They saw thousands of masks floating densely in the center of the hall.

These masks have different shapes, but they all have a common feature, that is, they are very ferocious and weird.

It's like there are thousands of fake faces floating around.

"What's going on with this mask? It's so leaky!" Yang Ming couldn't help but shudder.

It wasn't that he was scared, but the temperature in the hall was extremely low, as if it had already reached subzero.

Everyone knew that this was caused by the strange power on the mask.

"Here's a piece of parchment!" Bai Qi suddenly pointed to the side and said.

Everyone hurriedly walked over and saw what was written on the parchment: "My friend, these masks were originally among these. Follow your inner feelings and choose. If you choose wrongly, it may cause some bad consequences. Please be careful. ”

Signed: Zhou Qingfeng

"Made, I get annoyed when I see this name now. Who taught you how to give gifts like this?" Yang Ming cursed angrily.

In his opinion, Dean Zhou Qingfeng is definitely sick. If you really want to give a gift, just give it directly. Why go through all the twists and turns?

Fang Xiu had some vague suspicions about the dean's actions.

If the other side invades this world, this world will definitely resist and reject it, so Destiny comes into being, and its purpose is naturally to save the world.

But the dean wants to pollute the destiny, which is definitely not allowed.

Therefore, in order to achieve his goal, the dean adopts a curved strategy to save the country, setting up numerous checkpoints and packaging the original mask into opportunities so that the destiny can be obtained.

This trip to Qingshan Mental Hospital is very much like a secret realm in a fantasy novel. The protagonist goes through many dangers and finally gets a chance.

If the dean forcibly puts on a mask for Tianming, it will inevitably lead to various unpredictable consequences.

Just like the villain in a fantasy novel, even if he is much more powerful than the protagonist, he cannot kill the protagonist before he has grown up.

Only then will the feces be wrapped in honey and fed to Tianming.

As soon as he thought about this, Fang Xiu suddenly thought of an incredible guess.

The dean is plotting destiny, will destiny be plotted obediently?

Although Yang Ming looks stupid, it is destiny.

The dean wanted to make Yang Ming weird, but Tianming didn't want to...

No matter what the process is, judging from the results, has destiny become strange?

Fang Xiu looked at Yang Ming, who was scratching his head in front of thousands of masks, thoughtfully.

With him here, he would definitely not allow Yang Ming to obtain the original.

So the question is, did he save Tianming, or was this all Tianming's self-saving? And I am just a pawn in one of them?

If it is the latter, then the power of destiny is really unimaginable, and it has reached the point of controlling destiny.

After thinking for a moment, Fang Xiu stopped thinking about it. When he was weak, no matter how much he thought about it, it was useless. When he was strong, there was no need to think about anything.

He moved his gaze to the thousands of masks with a deep gaze.

I don’t know how bad the dean said about the bad consequences of making the wrong choice.

If it's the kind that's going to kill you, then maybe you'll die this time.

"Brother Xiu, among these masks, which one is real? Why don't you give us a prediction?" Yang Ming came over with a mean look on his face.

"Didn't Zhou Qingfeng say, follow your inner feelings and choose."

Fang Xiu planned to wait for Yang Ming to pick him out before cutting off his beard.

Yang Ming scratched his head: "Then I really made a choice."

As he spoke, he circled around the mask twice and finally locked on a skull mask.

It's not that this skull mask is so unique, it's mainly that Yang Ming looks cooler when he looks at it.

Just when Yang Ming was about to get the skull mask, whoosh!

A figure flashed past quickly, holding the skull mask in his hand.

It was Ma Xingbang.

"That's what I saw first!"