12dz Chapter 65 Truth and Falsehood in Distinguishable, the Demon-Revealing Mirror Malfunctions
Chapter 65 Truth and Falsehood in Distinguishable, the Demon-Revealing Mirror Malfunctions
Sun Wukong stood between two iron cages, his golden cudgel held horizontally.
The monkey demon on the left is still shouting.
"Brother, it really is me, I am Liu Er!"
He shouted urgently, his face covered in tears and snot, and even his tail was tucked in, as if he was terrified to the bone.
The one on the right didn't bark.
He leaned against the cage post, half his face covered in blood, his eyes fixed on the left.
"Kill him first."
The four words were hammered out like nails.
The Bull Demon King frowned: "Do I even need to look? That guy on the left is such a good actor."
Rolling Curtain didn't reply, but her hand had already reached for the demon-slaying staff.
Red Boy squatted in front of the cage, squinted at it for a long time, and suddenly blurted out, "That's not right."
"What's wrong?"
"None of them are correct."
Upon hearing this, even Chen Fan turned his head to glance at him.
Red Boy raised his hand and pointed to the left.
"This guy's crying looks so real."
It also refers to the right side.
"This guy's hatred seems genuine."
"If someone really wants to put on an act, to be able to do it this well is no ordinary feat."
Sun Wukong grinned, but didn't actually laugh.
He had fought against Liu Er.
I've also witnessed those bald guys from Lingshan using underhanded tactics.
This place is the Dark Realm of Sumeru; who knows what kind of monsters are imprisoned inside?
Chen Fan didn't rush to choose.
The system only gave a warning, not a response.
That means this level isn't determined by the system randomly selecting names.
You have to disassemble it yourself.
He walked to the left cage and stared into the monkey demon's eyes.
"You said you are Liu Er."
"Yes, yes!" The one on the left nodded vigorously. "I've been to all seventy-two caves of Huaguo Mountain where heroes gather. The year the Great Sage Equaling Heaven got married, I even stole his wine jar and was chased by the Old Ox for three days."
The Bull Demon King's brow twitched.
"Bullshit! Who dared to steal my wine the year I got married?"
The monkey demon on the left quickly corrected himself: "It's not a wedding, it's taking a concubine, it's the time to take the Jade Face as a concubine!"
The Bull Demon King's face immediately darkened.
Red Boy almost burst out laughing, his shoulders shaking as he tried to hold it in.
Seeing that he had guessed correctly, the monkey demon, as if grasping at a lifeline, quickly continued, "And there's the Jiao Demon King, who likes to hug a pillar and call for his mother when he's drunk. The Peng Demon King hates it when people touch his feathers. The Yu Rong King has a scar behind his left ear, from when he fought for the mountain stronghold."
One sentence after another.
It's all old news.
As the Bull Demon King listened, his expression changed.
These are things that outsiders may not know.
The one on the right sneered, a trickle of blood appearing at the corner of its mouth.
"this one?"
He looked up at Sun Wukong.
"The Seven Great Sages' messy affairs are worthless no matter how many times you tell them. If you're really capable, tell me about that dark path at the foot of Mount Ling."
Now, everyone's eyes were on his face.
Chen Fan's eyelids twitched.
Even they have only just scratched the surface of the matter concerning the Dark Realm of Mount Ling.
The one on the right stared at everyone, its voice hoarse.
"The base of Mount Sumeru has three hollow layers. The upper layer contains a platform for listening to sutras, the middle layer is a well for burning incense, and the lowest layer contains a monkey cage and a pit of corpses. The gatekeepers are not monks, but puppets. The real monks are all in the back keeping accounts. Who has gone mad, who is still usable, and who needs to be dismembered—the accounts are all settled."
The curtain rolled up, and he paused in his breathing.
These words perfectly matched the clues he provided.
The one on the left got anxious, banging on its cage and shouting, "I know all that! I also know there are six walls next to the listening platform, all carved with Buddhist scriptures. Anyone who looks at them for too long will get confused!"
The one on the right immediately chimed in: "The sixth page isn't a Buddhist scripture; it's a list."
"What's written on the list?" Chen Fan asked.
The one on the right grins, its smile sinister.
"Write about who should become a Buddha, who should be a dog, and who should die on the way."
The air suddenly became compressed.
The veins on the back of Sun Wukong's hand bulged out.
He hates this kind of thing the most.
On the surface, they talk about compassion, but behind the scenes, they've already made clear arrangements for everyone.
The Bull Demon King muttered under his breath, "Damn it, these two look so real."
Chen Fan didn't speak, but simply flipped his hand over.
A bronze mirror fell into his palm.
The mirror wasn't large, but the frame was very antique, covered with fine, enchanting patterns.
A demon-revealing mirror.
These are things they found in the secondary warehouse before, specifically designed to expose disguises. One scan, and no matter how many layers of disguise you have, your true identity will be revealed.
The one on the left barked even louder when it saw the mirror.
"Take a picture! A quick snapshot! I'm not afraid!"
The one on the right also raised its head.
"Just take the picture. It'll save us from arguing."
Sun Wukong looked at Chen Fan: "Was it useful?"
"Give it a try."
Chen Fan channeled his spiritual power, and the mirror suddenly lit up.
The first ray of light landed on the monkey demon on the left.
hum.
A monkey's silhouette appeared in the mirror.
With a hairy face and a thunderous mouth, its six ears trembled slightly, and its demonic aura was frighteningly pure; it was definitely not a fake, hybrid demon.
The Bull Demon King's pupils contracted.
"The aura of a true ape."
Red Boy sat up straight as well.
Before everyone could react, a second beam of light shone on the one on the right.
With a buzzing sound.
Another ape's shadow appeared in the mirror.
The same.
Even the demonic markings behind the ears were identical.
Rolling up the curtain was so shocked it made his scalp tingle: "This is impossible."
Chen Fan stared at the mirror, his face darkening.
The demon-revealing mirror will not make a mistake.
What it reflects is the fundamental essence.
Currently, both of them are of ape lineage, and from the purest lineage at that.
In other words, this is not a simple disguise.
At least one of these two was truly made into a "six-eared" creature from the root.
Seeing this, the one on the left cried out even louder.
"See that?! I'm for real!"
The one on the right chuckled softly, its mouth full of blood.
"Those Buddhist monks are the best at this. They'll dismantle your bones, grind your soul, and then mold another person into your likeness. You could look in a mirror and never tell the difference, even until you die."
Sun Wukong suddenly turned his head to look at him.
How did you know?
The one on the right stared at him, speaking slowly and deliberately.
"Because I've been through it."
These words hit me like a ton of bricks.
Even the one on the left paused for a moment.
Chen Fan suddenly took a step forward.
He stopped looking at faces and stopped listening to who was shouting the same thing.
He started looking at other things.
The one on the left, with a strong will to survive, is crying out, "Big brother, save me!"
The one on the right, from beginning to end, didn't seek to live; it only sought to kill the other one first.
That's not right.
If someone has been imprisoned for so long and can still remain this calm, then what's holding them back must be even stronger.
Chen Fan stared at the one on the right: "You said you were beaten. What were you beaten?"
The right one rolled its throat and spat out a mouthful of black blood.
"Want to hear the truth?"
"explain."
"The Buddha himself crushed me once."
As soon as those words were spoken, the face on the left turned deathly pale.
Both the Bull Demon King and the Curtain looked at him at the same time.
Sun Wukong's gaze deepened.
The one on the left quickly interjected, "I've been pressed too! Me too—"
"Shut up," Chen Fan snapped.
The one on the left choked.
Chen Fan turned his head to look at the one on the right.
"Where's the evidence?"
The one on the right didn't say anything.
He raised his hand, his fingernails digging directly into his forehead.
With a soft "poof".
Blood flowed down the bridge of his nose.
The next moment, a sliver of dark golden light was forcibly pulled out from between his eyebrows.
That was neither blood nor soul fire.
It was like a piece of memory that had been torn apart.
As soon as the fragments of light appeared, the entire cage trembled slightly.
Despite his right arm trembling violently, he still managed to hand the small amount of food to Chen Fan.
"Take a look."
"This is what I've kept until now."
"After you read this, you'll know who wants to overturn Mount Ling more."
Sun Wukong raised his hand, intending to shield Chen Fan.
Chen Fan accepted the answer directly.
The moment the shattered light touched his hand, his head went blank.
The screen suddenly exploded.
A magnificent golden palace.
There was no sound of chanting in the main hall, only screams of agony.
A circle of golden Buddha statues stood around, their faces obscured, each with its head bowed, like wooden stakes.
A monkey is kneeling in the middle.
It's not Sun Wukong.
Its ears were longer than those of a normal ape, its whole body was nailed down by Buddhist seals, and its back was almost beaten to a pulp.
He's still struggling, still cursing.
"You all say all beings are equal, so why am I born to be a substitute?!"
Above the main hall, a giant hand slowly descended.
The palm lines are full of the character "经" (jing).
With every inch of pressure applied, a piece of bone on the monkey's body shattered.
Finally, a voice came from the screen.
It's very light.
It was so bland, it was like saying what to eat today.
"Wukong needs a mirror."
If the mirror is not smooth, polish it until it is.
boom!
The memory is cut off.
Chen Fan's back was covered in cold sweat, and the tiny glint of light in his hand dimmed.
When he looked up, Sun Wukong was already standing ramrod straight.
The stick was gripped tighter and tighter.
He didn't ask Chen Fan what he had seen.
He could tell it wasn't fake just by looking at Chen Fan's expression.
If the mirror is not smooth, polish it until it is.
Sun Wukong repeated the sentence, his voice growing softer and softer.
Finally, he managed to squeeze out just one word through his teeth.
"it is good."
The one on the left finally panicked.
He pounded on the cage and yelled, "It's fake! It's fake! Memories can be faked! If they can do it, so can I!"
Chen Fan looked at him: "You can do that too?"
The one on the left opened its mouth, then suddenly got stuck.
Chen Fan's heart tightened instantly.
It's not about identity.
It's not about identity.
Since the Buddhist sect can grind both of them into six ears, it means that they never intended for people to distinguish them in the first place.
At this point, asking who is the real one is pointless.
The important thing is who will be on their side.
Who would rather tear Mount Ling apart?
Chen Fan turned to look at Sun Wukong, his voice low but steady.
"Don't ask who's telling the truth and who's lying."
"Who hates Buddhism more?"
The Bull Demon King was taken aback: "This works?"
That's enough.
Chen Fan stared at the two monkey demons.
"Left side, let me ask you this: If we released you right now, what would be the first thing you'd do?"
The one on the left blurted out, "Run! Run away first! I'm going to Flower Fruit Mountain too, I'm going to find my brothers, I'm going too—"
He spoke quickly, and the more he talked, the more incoherent it became.
Chen Fan then looked to his right.
"And you?"
The one on the right leaned against the cage and slowly raised its head.
"I'm going to the foot of Ling Mountain too."
"Crush the hand that's pressing down on me, finger by finger."
It was quiet inside the cage.
This statement is not fancy.
But it struck like a hammer, making everyone's chest feel heavy.
Sun Wukong suddenly laughed.
There was no warmth in her smile.
"I like this."
The face on the left was completely twisted, and it roared at the face on the right, "What are you pretending for! You think they'll believe you just because you talk tough? You're nothing but a piece of trash! You're being bullied like a dog and you're still wagging your tail!"
He didn't even blink his right eye.
He only looked at Sun Wukong.
"If you're going to release it, hurry up."
"If you won't let go, kill the one on the left first."
"This guy never tells the truth."
Just as Chen Fan was about to speak, the ground beneath his feet suddenly sank.
boom!
The entire Dark Realm suddenly shook.
A crack appeared in the black rocks above.
A string of blue sparks fell from the crack.
Roller Curtain's expression changed: "Someone's here!"
next moment.
In the open space in front of the cage, the paving stones were bulging up one by one.
It looked like some giant beast was arching upwards from below.
The Bull Demon King grabbed Red Boy and pulled him behind him.
Sun Wukong held his staff horizontally in front of him, his eyes blazing with golden light.
Chen Fan also took a half step back, looking up and staring intently ahead.
boom!
The ground exploded.
Pebbles flew everywhere.
A giant, bluish-green claw emerged first, its tip pressing against the ground and carving out five deep trenches.
Next up was a huge lion's head.
Its fangs protrude outwards, and its breath is like thunder.
The thing slowly crawled out of the ground, its body covered in chains, but a string of Buddhist prayer beads hung around its neck.
When he stood up straight, the entire prison cell seemed shorter.
When the roller shutter finally saw the face clearly, its voice went hoarse.
"The Green Lion King..."
Even the Bull Demon King changed color.
"The one under Manjushri?"
The blue lion shook its neck, and the chains rattled.
His golden eyes swept over the crowd, finally landing on the two cages, and he grinned.
"Have you made enough of a scene?"
"My master had foreseen that someone would come to steal it."
"Perfect."
"We'll wipe them all out today."
After saying that, he raised his paw, but instead of slapping Chen Fan and the others.
Instead, it lunged directly at the cage on the right.