The shop wasn't big, but it looked like an alley.
Especially under the dim light that alternated between light and dark, it looked very deep.
Chen Zhao walked into the shop. There were many masks on both sides of the shop.
But looking at the masks, Chen Zhao found them rather strange.
Chen Zhao picked up a mask and tried it on his face.
But he could still feel faint magic from the mask.
This wasn't a normal shop.
Chen Zhao didn't know what the mask was for.
He didn't dare to let Gerlyn play with it.
The masks looked very creepy.
Who knew if there would be something bad?
Chen Zhao looked around and realized that there was someone in the corner of the shop.
The person was sharpening a mask with a file.
He also had faint magic on him.
His tools and materials were all messily placed. He wore a pair of thick glasses.
There were also a dozen different masks hanging on his waist.
When he saw Chen Zhao, he was first stunned.
Then he looked at the mask in Chen Zhao's hand.
"Spiritualist?" the person asked uncertainly.
Chen Zhao nodded. "You too?"
"Sort of."
"What do you mean sort of?" Chen Zhao asked. "I can feel the magic on you."
"I'm not a traditional sorcerer or sorcerer. It's only because my ancestors have mastered a special skill that I was able to come into contact with the supernatural world. However, I don't know any magic or sorcery. We call ourselves the Mask Sorcerers."
"Special skill? Are you talking about this mask? "
"Yes," the masker said.
"What's the use of this mask?"
"To change one's aura," the masker said. "It's like what we often say. Some superstar has a strong aura, or someone has a good aura."
With that, the masker held the half-finished mask in front of Chen Zhao.
Suddenly, Chen Zhao felt that the person behind the mask was a cultured professor.
But the mess on him made him look like he'd just finished an experiment in the lab.
The Masked Master put down the mask in his hand. In an instant, his unique aura disappeared.
He turned back into the unkempt craftsman.
"Papa, Papa, I want that. Give it to me." Gerlyn pointed at the mask hanging on the wall excitedly.
"Even children can wear it?"
"This isn't meant to be worn, it's effective as long as it's on the person's body. The one in my hand is a half-finished product. As for children … this mask only changes the person's temperament. It won't change anything else, so it's meaningless to children. Because a person's first sense is their vision, when people see a child, they take it for granted that the person is a child. When their first sense can't determine the person's identity, their feelings will take over. This mask is misleading, not a scam."
"Fine. Apart from scamming, I can't think of any other use for this mask." Chen Zhao shrugged with a smile.
The Masked Master shrugged casually. "If you insist, then there's nothing I can do."
"Papa … I want …" Gerlyn looked at Chen Zhao, feeling wronged.
Chen Zhao completely ignored her request.
"Fine. How much is this mask?" Chen Zhao took a mask off the wall.
This mask was very characteristic of China. It looked like a fox.
"This mask isn't suitable for children. Take that one." The masker pointed to a mask not far away. "Buy that one. It's 50 NIS."
Chen Zhao saw the mask artist pointing at a cartoon mask.
"Darling, do you like that one?"
"Not really, but I'll take it. And that one, that one …" Gerlyn didn't reject anything.
It seemed like even children couldn't resist cartoons.
It was the same for Little Gerlyn. The masks she chose were all cartoon masks.
"Are these magic masks too?"
"No, those are normal masks. My shop isn't just open to spiritualists."
"I'll take all of them. How much are they?"
"I'll give you 200 NIS."
After paying the bill, Chen Zhao carried Gerlyn out.
However, Chen Zhao felt a bit awkward.
He didn't know what it was, but it was just awkward.
Gerlyn, on the other hand, was quite satisfied with the masks she'd gotten.
She even wore a Conan mask.
Chen Zhao turned back to look at the shop.
He couldn't figure out what exactly was awkward.
However, not long after, he saw a large group of police officers appear in front of him.
The police officers were blocking and isolating the market. At the same time, they came over.
Of course, they weren't here for Chen Zhao.
Instead, they went to the mask shop.
Then the police cordoned off the entrance of the shop.
Chen Zhao stopped and looked at the shop.
Chen Zhao also covered the shop with his senses.
However, he realized that his senses couldn't penetrate deep into the shop.
Not long after, more than ten spiritualists arrived at the scene.
The dozen or so spiritualists seemed to be related to the government. They took out their identification and showed it to the police, and the police left.
Then, the spiritualists took over the scene.
They should be similar to the Supernatural Organization and had deep connections with the local government.
Two of them set up a barrier around the cordoned area.
The barrier could prevent normal people from seeing what was going on inside.
However, it was useless against Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao saw the spiritualists carry a few corpses out.
They gave Chen Zhao the feeling that they were normal people.
They didn't have any magical aura.
Even if they were dead, if they were spiritualists, there would still be some magic left in them a few days after they died.
However, the corpses didn't show any signs of decomposition. They should have died in one or two days.
However, they didn't have any magical power, so they should be normal people.
What made Chen Zhao very uncomfortable was that the faces of the corpses were all bloody. It looked like they'd been skinned.
Chen Zhao immediately had a bad feeling. He took off Gerlyn's mask.
Gerlyn was young, but she was smart.
She'd also learned a lot by following Chen Zhao.
Therefore, she seemed to have thought of something, and she looked unhappy.
Gerlyn was unhappy, but Chen Zhao was even more unhappy.
There were very few things that could make Chen Zhao lose.
This time, the father and daughter had clearly been tricked by the masker.
Damn it, don't let that asshole fall into my hands.
Chen Zhao was filled with hatred. He made up his mind. If he met the masker again, he would pull out his tendons and skin him alive.
Just then, another group of people came.
Chen Zhao was quite familiar with the leader of this group.
The 23rd Blood Mary!
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