Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 204: Did I give you face?
Xing grabbed the picture frame and turned it over.

"Klein? Klein, are you in there?"

It was a portrait, but the person in the painting was not Klein, but a young man with a smile on his face.

Xing knew him, Amon.

As the picture frame was turned over, a wind suddenly blew up inside the sealed mausoleum, blowing away the invisible confinement and silence.

The candles on the iron lampstands burned rapidly and became extremely bright, but soon came to the end of their lives and melted away.

The old corpses on the ground were rotting rapidly, emitting a foul stench.

Even Xing herself was affected, and for a moment, she felt as if a force was trying to steal something from her body.

then.

Click.

This is the sound of a picture frame breaking.

The frame cracked in several places, and the image of Amon in the painting suddenly broke apart as if it had been pulled hard.

Irregular cracks cut across the entire painting diagonally, just separating the monocle on Amon's face. It looked as if the monocle had suddenly shattered.

Xing touched his chest innocently. This was where the star core was stored.

Xing couldn't help but let out an exclamation, then put the picture frame back in its place and started clapping.

This is the core of a star, the "cancer of all worlds", something that countless civilizations have no time to hide from, yet this painting actually comes up to snatch it.

Amazing!
The frame was completely cracked, and the painting inside was divided into two uneven parts and fell to the left and right.

Paji.

A time worm fell out of the painting and landed on the ground in front of Xing.

Xing looked down and saw that the insect moved, as if trying to escape.

Then, Xing stepped on it.

"How disgusting." She muttered.

Xing hates bugs because they would snatch her treasures from the trash can, and sometimes she would be frightened by these little bugs when she was in the closet.

She stepped harder, then turned her attention to the murals around her that made her feel awe-inspiring.

Most of the murals have been weathered, and the only one that is still relatively intact is the one located above the head.

Xing looked up and saw a huge cross.

It was a majestic and continuous mountain range. On the highest peak, stood a huge cross that was taller than the mountain.

A majestic and tall figure is vaguely visible in front of it, and the mountains are like pets crawling at its feet.

Xing's gaze focused on the tall figure's hands.

Well, no holes.

It was Hong Xiuquan.

Looking down, there are two angels holding babies.

The two babies have one black hair and one blonde hair.

Ok.

It’s Haier Brothers.

I understand. Xing felt that he understood the meaning of this mural.

That is to say, after Hong Xiuquan established the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom in this world, he went down the mountain to travel and met the Haier Brothers.

As we all know, because Jesus had a hole in his hand, he could not stop the priest from bullying the little boy. But Hong Xiuquan was different, he did not have a hole in his hand.

So he could bully the little boy himself.

So, he sent two of his angels to capture the Haier brothers...

Finally, skipping some small processes, he created human civilization.

That's it. Retracting his gaze, Xing began to search for the treasure chest here.

A few minutes later, she found an ominous stone door in the corner.

Through the stone gate, Xing could see a scene that was so real that it seemed he could touch it directly.

Deep blue waves surged forward, a thick black mist that seemed almost liquid. A jagged mountain peak protruded from the mist, oozing slime.

Beyond this mountain, the black mist stretched endlessly, with no end in sight. Its bottom was equally boundless; the deeper one looked, the deeper it seemed, as if once something fell, it would continue to fall forever.

Looking at the stone gate, Xing picked up a stone from the ground and threw it over.

The stone went straight into the mist, fell down and disappeared.

The next second, the scene appearing on the stone gate became extremely clear in an instant, and a decadent and filthy aura spread out, as if luring her into the abyss in front of her.

He tilted his head and thought for a few seconds, blinked, and took out his cell phone.

Open Settings and click on Image Quality Adjustment.

Lower the resolution, reduce transparency, reduce scene details, and turn off special effects.

When I looked up again, there was only a gray mist left on the door.

That's it?

Xing put his hands on his hips and let out a cool "humph".

Although she likes adventure, she will still avoid things that are obviously wrong.

What if a long and boring task suddenly pops up and asks her to find the 76-fanlan door?
But this door seemed to have self-awareness and was still unwilling to let Xing go.

A bewitching voice came from behind the door, trying to pull her in.

Xing dug her ears and suddenly pulled out a bazooka from under her four-dimensional skirt.

Hanu Brothers' Bazooka.

Did I give you face?

boom!
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Backlund, near the World's End Tavern.

With Padomeow standing on his shoulder, Klein lowered his head and looked at Serris, who was squatting in the corner, wanting to say something but stopping himself. If it weren't for the phone call, Klein would never have thought that the person in front of him was Serris.

After a few seconds, he couldn't help but ask.

"What kind of look do you have?"

"I want to see the attitudes of the major churches towards the homeless people in the East District. This is my social research." Serris answered seriously.

He now had a different face, blue hair, and a mean-spirited expression. His clothes were tattered and covered in dust. He sat against the wall, holding a sign in his hand with a few bowls in front of him.

Each bowl had a sticky note on it with the name of each church written on it. The sign in their hands read:

“Which church cares most about the homeless!”

Klein looked down at the bowls. "It seems you've already come to a conclusion."

Since this block is under the jurisdiction of the Storm Church, the amount of gold pounds in the bowl with "Storm Church" written on it is obviously higher than that in the other bowls.

"Yes." Serris stood up and dusted off his legs. "It's obvious that the people of the Church of Storms are the most stupid."

As he spoke, Cerus took a step forward, completely ignoring the money on the ground. He took out something that looked like a koala's brain in front of Klein. Its appearance was similar to that of a human brain, but the main body was as smooth as jade, without a single wrinkle.

"Look, this is their brain." Serris' tone was serious, without a trace of sarcasm in it, just a tone of stating facts.

Padmeow on Klein's shoulder looked at this "brain" and thought for a long time. Finally, he frowned and tilted his head: "Isn't this a drum?"

She can always easily see through the essence of things.

The two were chatting when a voice interrupted.

"Finally I found you, Detective Sherlock. I have something I want to consult you about."

(End of this chapter)