Although this shop is small, the overall layout is somewhat like an alley.

Especially in the dim light with alternating light and darkness, it looks very deep.

Chen Yan walked into the shop, with many masks on both sides of the shop.

However, Chen Yan looked at these masks and looked slightly weird.

Chen Huan took a mask and tried it on his face.

However Chen still felt a touch of magic from his mask.

This is not an ordinary shop.

Chen Ye didn't know what the mask was for.

Chen Yun didn't dare to give the mask to Xiao Gelin at will.

These masks look very evil.

Who knows if there are any bad things.

Chen Yan looked around and found that there was still a person nesting in the corner of the shop.

The man was grinding a mask with a file.

The body is also with a touch of magic.

The man's tools and materials were cluttered, wearing a pair of thick glasses.

There are more than a dozen different masks hanging on the waist.

When I saw Chen Yan, I was a little confused.

Then he set his eyes on the mask of Chen Yong's hand.

"The psychic?" The man asked, uncertainly.

Chen Zheng nodded: "You too?"

"It's true."

"What is it? I can feel the magic in you." Chen Yan said.

"I'm not a wizard or magician in the traditional sense. I have access to the spiritual realm just because my ancestors have mastered a special skill, but I don't know any magic or witchcraft. We call ourselves maskers. "

"Special skill? Are you talking about this mask?"

"Well," said the mask maker.

"What's the use of this side?"

"Change the temperament of a person," said the masker. "It's like we often say that a certain big star has a strong field, or who has a good temper."

With that said, the masker held the semi-finished product in his hand in front of himself.

Suddenly, Chen Yan felt that the man behind the mask was a cultural professor.

The mess on his body seemed to have just completed an experiment from the laboratory.

The masker put down the mask in his hand again, and suddenly his unique temperament disappeared again.

It turned into the original craftsman who didn't trim the edge.

"Oh, oh, I want that, give it to me." Xiao Gelin pointed at the mask on the wall excitedly.

"Can children wear it?"

"This is not for wearing, but it is effective when put on my body. This one in my hand is a semi-finished product. As for children ... this mask just changes the temperament of the person, and no other external conditions will change. So it doesn't make any sense to children, because people's first sense is the field of vision, so when people see a child, they naturally take it as a child. When the first sense cannot determine the identity of the other person, they feel dominant Location, this mask is misleading, not fraud. "

"Well, I can't think of other uses for this mask besides scams." Chen Yan shrugged with a smile.

The maskist also shrugged casually: "If you have to think so, I can't help it."

"Well ... I think ..." Xiao Gelin looked at Chen Wei with some grievances.

Chen Qian's request was completely ignored.

"Well, how much is this mask?" Chen Yan took off a mask on the wall.

This mask is very Chinese-style and looks like a fox.

"This mask is not suitable for children. Take that." The maskist pointed to a mask not far away: "Buy that, 50 Lira."

Chen Ye saw that the mask master pointed out that it was a cartoon mask.

"Dear, do you like that?"

"I usually like it, but I also want it, and there, that ..."

It seems that children are unable to resist cartoon characters.

The same is true of Xiao Gelin, the ones she chose are also cartoon masks.

"Are these also magic masks?"

"No, those are ordinary masks. My point is not just open to psychics."

"I have all these masks. How much is it?"

"Count your 200 new lira."

After paying the bill, Chen Yun went out with Xiao Gelin in her arms.

But Chen Yi's heart was a little awkward.

I don't know where it is awkward, it is awkward anyway.

Little Ge Lin was quite satisfied with the masks she got.

There was also a Conan mask on his face.

Chen Ye looked back at the shop.

I didn't want to understand exactly what was awkward.

However, shortly after walking, I saw a large number of policemen appearing in front.

These police cards are closing and isolating the market, and they are coming this way.

Of course, these police officers were not directed at Chen Ye.

Instead, head towards that mask shop.

A cordon was drawn at the entrance of the mask shop.

Chen Yan stopped and looked at the mask shop.

Chen Yan will also perceive the mask shop.

But Chen Yan found that he could not penetrate the mask shop.

It didn't take long before a dozen psychics came to the scene.

The dozen or so psychics seemed to have a relationship with the government. They gave the police a shake and the police evacuated.

The psychics then took over the scene.

These psychics should be similar to the Paranormal Society and have a deep relationship with the local government.

Two of the psychics placed an enchantment around the cordon.

This enchantment can prevent ordinary people from seeing what's inside.

However, this kind of enchantment is useless to Chen Yi.

Chen Ye saw the psychic carrying several bodies out.

These corpses gave Chen Yan the feeling of being an ordinary person.

There was no magic breath on them.

Even if they are dead, if they are psychics, there will still be some magic in the days after death.

But these corpses did not show any signs of high decay, and the time of death should be within these two days.

But there is no magic, so it should be ordinary people.

However, what makes Chen Yan very uncomfortable is that the faces of these corpses are all blood and flesh, and it looks like they have been skinned.

Chen Min immediately had bad associations and immediately took off the mask worn by Xiao Gelin.

Although little Ge Lin was young, she was smart.

Moreover, he has gained a lot of insights when he followed Chen Yan.

So she probably thought something, and she didn't look happy.

Xiao Gelin was unhappy, and Chen Yun was even more unhappy.

Few things can make Chen Yan eat.

This time, the father and daughter were apparently pitted by the mask master.

Horse eggs, don't let that **** fall into your own hands.

Chen Yan secretly hated, and determined in his heart that if he meets the mask master next time, he will cramp his skin.

Just then, another wave of people came.

The head of this group of Chen Chen is quite familiar.

Twenty-three blood Mary!