Fang Shanshui bought a good train ticket and cleaned everything up. At the time of the Youth hour, he waited outside Fang Yuanqing Gate.

Soon, the door was pushed open from the inside. When Fang Yuanqing walked out wearing a hat, Fang Shanshui was suddenly shocked.

When Fang Shanshui was young, he often saw this hat with Fang Yuanqing to drive away the corpse. It was a vine-woven hat worn on the head of a dead corpse to prevent the body from being exposed to the sun.

Fang Shanshui: "Master..."

"Let's go." The voice came from under the curtain of the hat, dull and stiff, and it was not like the sound of a living person, completely different from Fang Yuanqing a few hours ago.

Apart from the word "彩", Fang Yuanqing said nothing.

Fang Shanshui knew that the master was gone at this time. In his heart, he felt sad, as if he had returned to the scene when he met his master for the last time in the hall a few hours ago.

[Advisor, the deadline for being a teacher is too sudden, and you have to send this last journey. The first thing I told you is to return to the roots of fallen leaves.]

[Because before midnight, I have to stay in a place with extremely strong yang energy, so we have to take the train first. When the yang energy at the hour of You is about to be exhausted, and when we arrive in Huaiyun Town, the most dangerous moment at midnight is almost over. After getting off the train, you take me away. Remember, after this, you can't talk to me, and don't look back at me.]

[You must rush to the Taoist temple overnight before dawn. In the Langya Cave behind the Taoist temple, the master has prepared a coffin for yourself. You will be in front of the coffin for your master, and then you must say to the master first, "When you get home, be careful of the threshold." When I enter the coffin, you will take down the hat on my head and quickly close the lid of the coffin...]

Thinking of Fang Yuanqing's explanation just now, Fang Shanshui suddenly felt sour in his heart. He held Fang Yuanqing's arm, as if he was afraid of disturbing something, and said indifferently, "Master, let's go, my disciple will take you home. I have been with you for thirteen years. There is nothing that can be repayed by unfilial disciples. I will definitely complete your last instructions properly."

Fang Shanshui helped Fang Yuanqing out. When he saw their figures, he made a detour and made a detour. Most people dared not look at it and walked their own way without looking at it, but occasionally there were one or two stops and two people who were far away to watch.

The setting sun shone on Fang Shanshui and Fang Yuanqing whom he was holding, making their figures look even more strange, as if they were wearing a slight shady smell of rust, slowly coming from the depressed air, making people feel furious...

The pedestrians who stopped did not dare to look at them anymore and speeded up their pace to leave.

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People came and went in the train station, and they were all surprised to see Fang Yuanqing wearing a hat.

What era is this? Some people are wearing such ancient pointed veil hats, and there is a masked man standing next to this hat man, which is like a crowd of weird people.

When the ticket checking entered the station, the ticket inspector looked at Fang Yuanqing and his apprentice with the ticket up and down, left and right. If there weren't many people checking the ticket, she would probably be very happy to use a magnifying glass to study.

After entering the carriage, Fang Shanshui quickly found a seat and protected the master all the way to the seat.

Fang Shanshui obviously felt that his master's hands were getting colder and his skin gradually lost its blood. Fang Shanshui felt uncomfortable but had no choice. This feeling of powerlessness made people desperate.

Many people around were staring at Fang Shanshui, the master and apprentice, especially the fat man sitting opposite Fang Yuanqing before the train was about to leave. If his father hadn't stopped him, his head would have reached into Fang Yuanqing's hat.

The little fat man looked at Fang Yuanqing with a hat and Fang Shanshui with a mask, which was very novel.

"Why are you wearing a mask? Why do he wear a mask? Is it fun to wear a mask? Just play with me." The fat man who was stopped in his father's arms was still as quiet as a jumping bean. He shouted for a long time to see the masked man and the masked man ignored him, and then started to mess with his father, "Dad, if you ask him to give me a mask, I will wear it too. I want a mask, I want a hero. Dad, I want a mask, I want a mask, you ask him to give it to me, I also want a hat, I want!"

"Don't move when you get off the car. I'll buy it for you. Don't ask for other people's things." The fat man's father scolded the fat man, but obviously he didn't have much weight. The fat man didn't take his words seriously at all.

The little fat man yelled at his father and said, "I don't want to wait until I get off the car, I want it now, now! Give me a hat and a mask, and you buy it for me now!"

The fat man shouted louder and louder. Seeing that his father was still resisting, he started to scream immediately, his voice was so sharp that everyone in the carriage couldn't help but frown.

The fat father helplessly said to Fang Shanshui: "Little brother, look at this. I'm so embarrassed. This child has been spoiled by my family. Don't mind. Look, can you borrow the child to play for a while? I'll let him return it to you later. Don't worry."

Fang Shanshui nodded, took down the mask, and looked at the fat man who was excited to reach out to the other side.

"Ah—!!!!!" The little fat father screamed shrillly, shaking the glass of the entire carriage buzzed.

Fatty man facing Fang Shanshui reached out to hold the mask, fainted without even humming.

The little fat father pulled the little fat man back in fear like a pig, and he was still dying while retreating.

Under Fang Shanshui's mask was a very terrifying face. The place where he was originally covered by the mask was covered with rotten flesh and black-death scars on his face one by one. There was no complete part, as if it was melted into this way by something high temperature or corrosive. His right eye was also covered with melted flesh and could not be opened at all.

Fang Shanshui is usually cold and cold, covering most of her face with a mask, revealing her fair and handsome left face. Although it is strange and gloomy, it is not disgusting.

But now that he suddenly took off his mask, Fang Shanshui was like an evil ghost coming to the world, and the rotten zombies crawled up from the soil.

I was unlucky to see Fang Shanshui's true face before, and even some strange legends have spread, saying that if I glanced at Fang Shanshui's face, I would have a nightmare for ten days, which is very evil.

This rumor is widely circulated in the neighboring areas of Qingyueguan, and the more he spreads, the more evil it becomes. Some paparazzi media in the Feng Shui world even joked in tabloids that Fang Shanshui, who was from Qingyueguan, practiced the Zhong Kui technique, and that face was specially cultivated to scare ghosts and gods. Mortals would inevitably suffer from nightmares when they looked at it.

It is well-written.

The fat father's screams raised up attracted the attention of nearby passengers. Many people swept Fang Shanshui's face while watching from both sides. They were all so scared that they were out of their minds and left their seats!

For a moment, Fang Shanshui seemed to have become the source of disaster, causing panic to spread, screams, and mixed with the crying of children, and the entire carriage was in chaos.

The people who sat far away and didn't know the truth were also a little panicked. They left their seats and looked around in a panic, asking people around without thinking about what was wrong and what was going on.

Fang Shanshui slowly put the mask back, nodded to the person nearby who was still looking at him in a daze and said, "Sorry, I'm scared you."

"I was burned by fire when I was young, so I kept wearing a mask. I didn't know that my face was so scary. I'm so sorry."

Fang Shanshui, who was wearing a mask, instantly evolved from a rotten zombie into a handsome young man. His voice as clear as a stream and mountain stream quietly flowed through the frightened and lively hearts of everyone, which was very soothing.

The carriage became quiet. After hearing the sound, the conductor who came to find out the situation, he could not see Fang Shanshui's face and felt that the fat man and son who were making fun of it was too fussy, which caused riots.

The conductor comforted and scolded him a few words without caring about it, and told Fang Shanshui not to take off his mask again, and then persuaded everyone back to his seat.

The fat man's father was persuaded by the conductor and hesitated to go back, but the awakened little fat man refused to do so.

"He is a ghost, he is an evil ghost! Take him away quickly, he will eat people! Ah!"

The little fat man screaming at the conductor suddenly saw Fang Shanshui glance at him lightly, and suddenly choked up and did not dare to scold him again, but burst into tears, "Wow" and his sharp voice made the whole train's brain hurt.

The two young men watching the fun in the row in the left front hurriedly said to the fat man’s father: “Brother, let’s change with you. Take the fat man… uh kid, come to our place, let’s go to your place.”

The little fat father didn't dare to hesitate, so he pulled the little fat man up and thanked him repeatedly and walked towards the two guys' seats.

After changing the seats, the tired little fat man calmed down.

Fang Shanshui's face could not be seen, but knew that Fang Shanshui was not far away. The little fat man knew that he could only do this, so he hurried in his father's arms and didn't dare to say anything. Finally, a trace of tranquility came back in the train compartment.

The two young men who exchanged looked about the same age as Fang Shanshui. They looked eighteen or nineteen years old. Although they were not very handsome, they were cheerful and kind-hearted. At first glance, they liked to run around and make friends.

Such people are naturally curious, otherwise they would not have specially exchanged them to Fang Shanshui when others avoid it.

The two young men were obviously very curious about Fang Shanshui's mask and hat combination, but they were not as direct as the little fat man. Instead, they were approaching Fang Shanshui in different ways. They invited Fang Shanshui to eat a fruit, and then called him a bowl of instant noodles. The brothers shouted, as if they were very close to each other.

The two of them looked for various topics from time to time, and pulled Fang Shanshui to talk about this and that, looking sincere and earnest. In fact, to put it bluntly, they were still curious.

Fang Shanshui didn't want to pay attention to these two people, but when he thought that his master would be worried about his introverted personality before his death, he felt uncomfortable and simply stopped refusing to chat with these two people with curiosity.

However, Fang Shanshui's life circle has always been very small and is completely unfamiliar with this kind of ordinary social interaction. The two guys were full of enthusiasm for talking, but Fang Shanshui responded very stiffly.

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