I did not experience a mysterious revival!

Chapter 84 The Mask That Shouldn't Exist

face?

This is the changing room and lounge area. There's a large floor-length mirror, presumably for the staff to tidy themselves up.

Lin Yuan turned his head and saw himself in the mirror.

The image of "Lin Yuan" in the mirror overlapped with another figure, appearing somewhat blurry, but Lin Yuan could clearly sense the coldness and resentment emanating from that figure.

Mirror Actress!

It had indeed been watching it the whole time, but unfortunately, those ghost servants hadn't had much of an effect on it.

On Lin Yuan's face, besides the Great Sage mask that he had deliberately maintained and which only covered the left side of his face, a blurry mask could also be seen.

The style of this mask is exactly the same as that of the ghost slaves.

The facial features on the mask were intricate and chaotic, making it impossible to discern what they depicted. Yet, after just one glance, Lin Yuan subconsciously understood what they represented:

angry!

哀！

Lin Yuan raised his hand to touch his face; it was cold and wrinkled, and he couldn't feel the blurry mask at all. "Another curse? Or is this the real curse, affecting my emotions, making me easily angry and easily sad?"

"Are you... are you alright?" Li Fei asked cautiously.

Lin Yuan shook his head. "It's alright. Let's go. I'll take you out first, and then I'll deal with the ghosts here."

"I can stay and help. Just get her out of here first." Li Fei was clearly a little scared, but he was still prepared to stay. "My strength is weak, but I just tried to familiarize myself with my power. At least I can help you and hold off those ghosts and ghost slaves."

He had heard this word from Lin Yuan.

"You're too weak; staying here will only hold us back."

Lin Yuan turned and left without hesitation. "You're still useful to me, you can't die here. If you really want to help me, then live on. There's no need to risk your life to get my help."

Li Fei's previously dead heart came back to life, and he picked up Zhang Xiao and followed.

As soon as Lin Yuan stepped out of the hotel, the ghost slaves who were "playing" on the street stopped abruptly, turned their heads and stared straight at him, then pounced on him all at once.

There are at least three or four hundred people here.

This number may not sound like much, but when you put them all together in the same spot, it looks like a huge, dense mass.

It's especially terrifying when it rushes towards you.

"B-Uncle, there are too many of these ghostly things, we..."

Li Fei followed behind, his legs went weak when he saw so many ghost slaves rushing over, but the next moment, he saw Lin Yuan take out a small bell and shake it gently.

He heard no sound, but the group of ghost slaves in front of him fell down like wheat being harvested, and even the masks on their faces disappeared, leaving only incomplete faces, as if parts of them had been erased.

Some are missing mouths, some are missing eyes, some are missing noses...

"Let's go."

Lin Yuan walked forward expressionlessly. Li Fei wondered if it was just his imagination, but he felt that Lin Yuan seemed to have aged two years, and the blurry mask seemed to have become clearer.

But he dared not argue, and hurriedly followed after Zhang Xiao with him in his arms.

After leaving the street, all around was silent. There was no ghost servant in sight, not even a passerby.

It's already very late; most people are asleep, so it's normal not to see anyone.

But it was too quiet all around.

The streets of Taiping Ancient Town are lined with shops, hotels, and inns. Even in the dead of night, there are still a considerable number of streetlights illuminating the surroundings.

Despite the strangeness, we didn't encounter any danger along the way.

Soon the two arrived at the entrance to Taiping Ancient Town, where there was a tall archway. Once they walked out of here, they could leave Taiping Ancient Town completely.

Lin Yuan suddenly stopped, his movement so abrupt that Li Fei, who was right behind him, almost bumped into him. "Uncle, what happened?"

Lin Yuan pointed in a direction and asked, "What's there?"

He pointed to a stone pillar on the archway. Li Fei observed it carefully for a while, then shook his head and said, "It's just a stone pillar, nothing else."

Is there nothing there?

In Lin Yuan's view, there was a stall there, a stall filled with a dense array of masks.

"You all go out first, I'll deal with the ghosts here before I leave."

"Okay, I'll wait for you outside."

Li Fei nodded, decisively picked up Zhang Xiao and walked out of the archway. However, the moment he stepped out of the archway, he disappeared from Lin Yuan's sight.

"As expected, this is no longer reality. What terrible luck I've had! I always have to face these ghosts with ghostly realms, and I've already dealt with one and a half of them, but I haven't even touched the edge of the ghostly realm yet."

Lin Yuan's voice was cold, but the messy face on that illusory mask turned into a face containing "anger," but soon, the "anger" turned into "sorrow."

His voice carried an undisguised sadness, "What a pity. After traveling for so long, I didn't die fighting a vengeful ghost, but instead, I'm going to die of old age. But it's alright, at least I've learned more about this world. Next time I have the chance, I'll turn this mess up..."

As Lin Yuan's emotions changed, the facial features on the blurry mask also kept changing.

Anger, sorrow, joy...

Lin Yuan, seemingly oblivious, walked to the stone pillar under the archway and reached out to grab a mask from the mask stall, just as he had done in Ghost Street before.

But his hand passed right through the mask stall and he grabbed nothing.

Hallucination?

Lin Yuan chuckled and took out a white ghost candle from his pocket and lit it. The black candlelight instantly covered the surroundings, along with the densely packed colorful theatrical patterns on the bluestone slab.

Even without the Ghost Domain, the Pseudo Ghost Domain works just as well.

In the darkness, Lin Yuan looked to his left. The theatrical patterns spread on the ground there were being dispelled by an unknown supernatural influence, accompanied by heavy footsteps. "Ghosts eat candles. Next time, we should ask for more white candles."

The footsteps drew closer, and the patterns on the face were gradually dispelled.

Soon, the owner of the footsteps reached within half a meter of the white ghost candle. At that moment, Lin Yuan shook the ghost bell forcefully and extinguished the white ghost candle.

As the darkness dissipated, the streetlights in the distance shone down, illuminating the figures in the darkness.

Tall stature...

Old clothes...

A blank, featureless human skin covered the face...

After seeing everything clearly, Lin Yuan's face, hidden behind the blurry mask, revealed a look of surprise. "How could it be... a faceless man?"