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Chapter 231 "Faceless"

The mirror and sink in the men's bathroom of the teaching building were on the corridor side, so Mao Feiyang saw himself in the mirror almost at that moment.

At this moment, a strange and cool wave merged with the chilly night breeze, appearing out of nowhere, and the next moment it spread across the entire campus silently like a ripple.

When this wave pushed past the teaching building, it was like a pair of invisible and dexterous hands, quietly lifting the edge of Mao Feiyang's dark green hood.

The scale of time seemed to be infinitely magnified at this moment. At the moment when the brim of the hood was slightly blown up, Mao Feiyang's sight seemed to penetrate the dim distance and he clearly saw himself in the mirror.

“Gudong!”

Mao Feiyang's heart seemed to skip a beat, and his pupils instantly swelled into a white dot.

“H-What…?!”

Mao Feiyang's body was stiff, as if frozen in place. His eyes were staring straight ahead with a dull expression, as if he was experiencing an unspeakable inner shock.

“Gulp…”

He swallowed, feeling his Adam's apple rolling slightly, and then he slowly calmed down a little...

He tried to touch his face with his stiff hands. At this moment, his body began to tremble uncontrollably, his face turned pale, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, as if he had been struck by lightning.

He...didn't touch his lips!!
His hands moved slowly...

I can't even touch my nose!

The eyes can't even touch it!!
Eyebrows, ears, hair...

Can’t touch it!!

Still can’t touch it!!

Can't even touch it!!!
From his perspective, the "self" in the mirror also replicated his movements, but the "self" in the mirror... had no face!

From the neck up, it is a bare duck egg-like ellipsoid!

No facial features, no hair!
Nothing at all! !
Chaos Without Face

"This... me?"

"I...?!" Mao Feiyang was shocked. "Is it because I lost my 'identity'?! I am Mao Fei... No, wait! No!"

In the critical moment, Mao Feiyang's dog power was all transformed into enlightenment. With the explosion of enlightenment, he vaguely realized that the key to the problem lies in his own identity!

"I am not 'Mao Feiyang' now, and I cannot be 'Mao Feiyang'!"

"I have no identity... so... I have no face!"

"I don't have a face, and I can't have a face!!"

"I can't anchor back to myself. If I anchor back to myself, I will conflict with the fake person!"

"I can't be anchored into any other appearance, because I am not someone else! I am just 'not myself' now, I can't be someone else!"

"I am not 'me' now..."

"I am now... 'Faceless'!"

"'Faceless Man'!"

When these storms of enlightenment arose in Mao Feiyang's mind, these voices also echoed in Lin Yi's heart like thunder!

Mao Feiyang reached out and pulled down the brim of his hat, and withdrew his "gaze" from the mirror.

However, Mao Feiyang in the mirror seemed to be a beat slower and slowly lowered his head.

"Xiao Mao! Why are you walking so slowly? Are you tired? Let me tell you, don't rest yet. It won't be too late to rest after we return to the Art Building!" At this time, Mu Daxian's voice sounded at the right time. It was difficult to tell whether he was talking to the fake Mao Feiyang, or... deliberately reminding Mao Feiyang loudly.

In this situation, he absolutely cannot issue any directional commands to Mao Feiyang's body. He can only use "range control". If he can release it, then he will release it. If he can't... then there is really no other way.

Is it possible to guide Mao Feiyang in front of the smiling angel?
Wouldn't that mean all the efforts would be in vain?

Fortunately, Mao Feiyang caught up.

Mu Daxian secretly breathed a sigh of relief and decided to go back to the Art Building to work on this trick, as he almost failed at the critical moment.

However, Lin Yi's attention was not on Mao Feiyang. He stared at the male guard's mirror.

Men’s bathroom…there is indeed a mirror, but that position doesn’t seem to be a mirror!
That seems to be... a glass window!

When he thought of this scene, the "mirror" really changed between light and shadow, and gradually turned from a "mirror" into a piece of glass!
However, the "faceless, hairy" figure in the "mirror" did not disappear, but remained standing there with his head lowered!
In the dim moonlight, the faceless creature with flying hair looked like a sculpture that had lost all vitality.

Gradually, it seemed to sink into a quagmire, and its body slowly merged into the void below, and finally its face disappeared at the bottom of the glass...

On the other side, Mu Daxian had already brought the fake human Mao Feiyang to the elevator.

"The timing is just right..." Mu Daxian whispered, not knowing who he was talking to. His words were full of confidence as soon as he opened his mouth. "If we are lucky, there may not be any accidents."

Lin Yi's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this——

"Just the Right Time"

"Did I misunderstand? It was just past midnight? That wave... could it be the wave when the lights in the dormitory building are turned off at midnight?"

“So, just now…”

Old people always say, don’t look in the mirror at midnight…

And Mao Feiyang just now...

hiss……

Why is there such an inexplicable, strange and weird feeling of evil folk customs?
Lin Yi couldn't help but shiver and felt as if goose bumps appeared on his arms.

When he looked away, he saw Mu Daxian reaching out and pressing the "↑" button on the elevator.

"Ding!"

The elevator was already parked on the first floor, and as soon as the button was pressed, it immediately made a crisp response sound.

“Bang—”

The elevator door opened like a shutter, as if opening up a closed world.

However, at the moment when the elevator opened a crack, it was as if an electric net covered Mu Daxian, Mao Feiyang, and Lin Yi at the same time, causing their bodies to stiffen. The elevator door opened completely, and a spacious and bright empty elevator car appeared in front of them.

The elevator was working fine and the lights were on.

However, the atmosphere was not right. Based on the "perception" of the art students, an invisible and strange dark cloud spread out from it like thousands of threads, entangled with them...

Mu Daxian took a deep breath, maintained his original breathing rhythm, and slowly entered the elevator with his pseudo-human hair flying...

Mao Feiyang gritted his teeth and followed him in.

"Xiao Mao, press the elevator button and go back to the Art Building...you know what to do." Mu Daxian's voice suddenly became extremely magnetic, as if it carried some kind of magic, like a puppeteer's whisper in the ear.

The pseudo-human Mao Feiyang froze for a moment, his empty eyes fell on the button row, and then he raised his arm stiffly, and then, as if he had some muscle memory, he used his hand to open the red glass cover above the button row and pressed the "↑" button.

The elevator shook slightly, and the elevator doors on both sides quickly opened and closed like a giant's mouth.

The moment the elevator closed, Mao Feiyang suddenly covered his chest and squatted down in pain.

He felt very stuffy and uncomfortable, as if he was being swallowed by a giant, like an explorer stuck in a crevice between rocks, with no way out...

At the same time, as the elevator started, the lights inside the car flickered.

At the moment when the lights flickered, Lin Yi saw the angel with a strange smile standing at the door of the elevator.

The two angels with strange smiles stood there silently, with their hands as if they were covering their faces but not actually covering their faces. The evil smiles on their mouths stretched to their ears. They stared at the fake man Mao Feiyang, their eyes full of greed.

And in the four corners of the elevator car, there were indeed four angels with strange smiles, facing the wall.

This situation is exactly the same as yesterday!
And this was the fundamental reason why Mu Daxian and the others trembled at the moment the elevator door opened!

What was different from the last time was that this time, Mu Daxian went against the current despite the difficulties, "escorted" the fake person Mao Feiyang, and brought Mao Feiyang into the elevator.

The four angels with strange smiles all bent forward, covering their faces with their hands, facing the corner of the elevator.

Mao Feiyang squatted on the ground, breathing heavily. As his eyes drifted, he had the feeling that no matter from which angle he looked, there was an angel with a creepy smile hitting him with its butt.

He felt even worse, as if he was suffocating.

He also discovered that the feathers of these angels squatting in the elevator with eerie smiles were all covered with water droplets, and there was a layer of unknown faint glow floating on the feathers.

Some of them were empty-handed, while others were holding stone-carved hourglasses...

But no matter what, the sand in the hourglass showed no signs of flowing, as if it had been frozen by time.

As the lights in the elevator flickered, the four angels with strange smiles began to turn around stiffly, and then moved slowly.

Six Laughing Angels, plus Mu Daxian and his three companions, almost filled the entire elevator. Some of the Laughing Angels even penetrated the pseudo-human's hairy body in a semi-illusory posture, like the masked man Obito with the Sharingan opened.

Six angels with strange smiles entangled around the pseudo-human Mao Feiyang like a group of snakes, greedily sucking the extraordinary power from the pseudo-human Mao Feiyang's body.

Mu Daxian didn't dare to breathe, his eyes just fixed on the elevator floor sign, as if he was silently calculating the passage of time in his heart.

"I... I feel... so weak..." The fake human Mao Feiyang didn't understand and made a hoarse voice.

Mu Daxian quickly helped it up so that it could fit more perfectly with the six smiling angels to prevent any of them from getting burned. "It's normal to get dizzy in an elevator. Just hold on. We'll be back soon."

"Uh... OK..." The pseudo-human Mao Feiyang nodded, but he didn't realize that his skin color had turned blue-gray and was beginning to become whiter and whiter...

When it nodded, some cracks appeared on its neck, as if the skin was cracked due to dehydration.

When Mu Daxian saw the crack, his heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help but say, "Fuck... It's really hard to fight tanks with Xiaomi and rifles... Not to mention there are 6 fucking tanks..."

"I don't know how long I can hold out..."

"Hold on, Xiaomao!" he encouraged.

"Okay, okay..." The pseudo-human Mao Feiyang nodded again, which intensified the spread of the cracks.

Mu Daxian's heart jumped to his throat: "Brother, it's enough for you to know, don't nod your head, brother, don't..."

"Okay, I know, I know..." The fake man Mao Feiyang nodded as if he had no brains, as if by muscle memory, and then with a "click", he finally clicked his head off...

"Oh my god!" Mu Daxian cursed inwardly and quickly tried to support the head. Unexpectedly, an angel with a weird smile floated out like a ghost, and Mu Daxian was so scared that he quickly retracted his hand.

The head of the fake person Mao Feiyang rolled down and landed at Mao Feiyang's feet with a thud.

Mao Feiyang took a look subconsciously, and unfortunately his face was face to face with the wax sculpture-like "his own face".

For a moment, it seemed as if some strange cognition had shattered in front of him, and in a trance, he actually had the illusion that he was burying himself...

He subconsciously touched his neck, and then he was horrified to find that the place where his hand touched seemed to have cracks...

“Oh no…!”

Mao Feiyang's heart trembled violently.

Before he could react, he saw another angel with a strange smile falling down like catkins, and leaned down like a diver after smelling the scent of the head...

This eerily smiling angel was shrouded in a thin layer of water vapor, like a sculpture that was constantly being beaten by wind and rain in a dislocated time and space. Its feathers had the texture of stone sculptures, but gave people a sticky feeling.

Its face was filled with greed as it sucked the extraordinary power emanating from the broken head of the pseudo-human Mao Feiyang. It was strange and terrifying, as if it was chasing after a soul and taking its life.

"I... I feel something is wrong... I seem to... not be able to feel my body..." The empty expression on the face of the pseudo-human Mao Feiyang finally changed slightly, and he began to show some fear.

Mu Daxian quickly used his feet to peel off its face to prevent it from seeing its own "body" and causing cognitive distortion at the critical moment.

"Xiao Mao, you are just tired. Don't worry, we will be there soon." Mu Daxian said quickly, "Do you still remember your identity information? Quickly recite it silently!"

"Okay, okay... I'm Mao Feiyang, my art student number is... X02305070323... I'm Mao Feiyang, I..."

The head began to repeat Mao Feiyang's identity information, and at the same time suddenly woke Mao Feiyang up.

He suddenly clenched the student commemorative coin in his pocket and thought fiercely in his heart: "Yes, I am - no, I am not! I am not yet!"

Mao Feiyang's mind turned rapidly, and at the moment when he was about to anchor his identity, he forced himself to turn it around.

The reason he was able to do this was not only because he had a quick reaction, but also because he saw the wings of the Smirking Angel seemed to tremble...

He didn’t know if it was an illusion, but at that moment, he seemed to feel... that something was glancing at him.

Thanks to the book friend "usjdnshhs" for the reward! !
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