The Love of Mingya in the Fox Spirit

"Tch, you dare to embarrass yourself with your naming skills? Genius Squad? I think you should just call it the Wind and Thunder Organization."

"Why should we hand it over to the Stone Organization?"

"Deng Qiyue, do you want a beating?"

"Come on, do you think I'm afraid of you?"

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Looking at the children arguing and chattering around him, Zhuge Ming sighed and rubbed his forehead. "They're just kids," he thought.

"I think we should call it 'Mask,' because our goal is to unveil the mask of this world!"

Wang Quanba, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up.

"A mask?" the crowd murmured.

“Okay, I’ll do whatever you say, boss!” Li Quzhuo was the first to agree.

“I agree, it sounds much better than ‘Genius Squad’,” Mu Shenqi agreed.

"agree!"

……

"Very well, I hereby declare that the 'Mask' organization is officially established from this day forward. I swear by this sword that we will definitely unveil the mask of this world!"

Wang Quanba took out his immortal sword, raised his right hand high, and shouted in a loud voice.

"Oh!!!!"

Looking at this group of spirited, immature teenagers, Zhuge Ming suddenly felt a warm feeling in his heart.

"Perhaps I shouldn't have stopped them?"

Chapter Ninety-Three: "The Ridiculous Laughter"

"Now that the organization is established, let's first discuss some rules, because nothing can be accomplished without rules," Wang Quanba said, putting down his immortal sword.

Everyone nodded, indicating that they had no objections.

"First of all, once the Mask is established, as members of the Mask, what we do will have nothing to do with our original selves. We must not rely on any of the family's power, and no matter what situation we are in, we must not expose the organization."

“Hey, boss, since our organization is called Masks, why don’t we all wear masks? Wouldn’t that better conceal our identities?” Li Quzhuo raised his hand and said.

"That's a good idea. How can the Masked Organization be without masks? Haha, Li Quzhuo, you've finally come up with a more normal suggestion," Mu Shenqi laughed.

"Hey, Mu Shenqi, what do you mean by this? Was my previous suggestion abnormal? If you don't explain yourself clearly today, I'm not done with you."

Li Quzhuo rolled up his sleeves and angrily prepared to pounce on Mu Shenqi.

Mu Shenqi glanced at Li Quzhuo, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Even the usually taciturn Zhang Zheng nodded in agreement, though it was unclear whether he was agreeing with Mu Shenqi's words or Li Quzhuo's suggestion.

Wang Quanba nodded slightly, agreeing that this was also a good idea.

"Okay, then let's disperse for now and regroup here in an hour, each of you prepare your masks."

"good!!!!"

Watching the others excitedly scatter to find their own masks, Wang Quanba smiled slightly and prepared to leave to prepare his own mask as well.

"Hmm? Kongming, aren't you going to prepare the mask?"

Seeing that Zhuge Ming, who had remained silent from the beginning, was unmoved, Wang Quan Baye stopped and asked in confusion.

"Huh? You don't need to worry about me. My mask is already prepared. As for you, I strongly suggest you choose yours carefully, just don't go for something outrageous..."

Zhuge Ming waved his hand, indicating to Wang Quanba Ye that he didn't need to worry about him; he had already figured out how to prepare for the mask.

Wang Quanba glanced at Zhuge Ming with a puzzled look. He didn't know what Zhuge Ming was talking about. He shook his head and flew away to prepare his mask.

Watching Wang Quanba's departing figure, Zhuge Ming sighed.

"Sigh, what a hassle. These kids are all so arrogant and haughty. It's impossible for them to integrate into their group based on that little incident alone. Looks like I'll have to make some arrangements..."

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An hour later, almost all the masks except for Wang Quan Ba ​​Ye had been chosen. At this moment, Zhuge Ming felt as if he were in a costume party from his previous life.

"Haha, Mu Shenqi, are you going to open a zoo? And you're even wearing a lion's head? Haha, that's hilarious." Li Quzhuo laughed heartily while wearing a funny mask.

"Hmph! You're no better than me. Are you trying to go to the opera with this?" Mu Shenqi retorted defiantly.

"What!!"

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From Zhuge Ming's perspective, one can only say that their aesthetic sense was quite good; the masks each person chose actually suited their own temperament.

Yang Yitan's mask was a white mask that covered the upper half of his face, and the purple third eye on his forehead added a touch of sinister charm to his already aloof demeanor.

Li Zizai chose a simple mask that covered half of his face at an angle, while Li Quzhuo went even further, his mask making him look like a Peking Opera actor, giving off a comical vibe.

In addition, there is Aoki Hime's veil, Maki's lion head, and so on.

"Speaking of which, the boss hasn't arrived yet. I wonder what kind of mask he'll be wearing?"

"Hey, the boss is so strong, the mask he chose must be better than ours."

Just as everyone was arguing, a person wearing a baby-faced mask slowly walked up to them.

"Alright, now that everyone has chosen their masks, they can't change them arbitrarily, and they can't take off their masks when they go out."

Suddenly, the atmosphere fell silent, as if the air had frozen. Although everyone was wearing masks and their expressions were hidden, Zhuge Ming was certain that their expressions at that moment must have been quite something.

"What's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything? Where were we?"

Wang Quanba was completely unaware of the visual impact his mask had on everyone present, and continued to prepare to talk about the rules of the Masked Organization that he had just thought of.

Zhuge Ming touched his face; it seemed that despite all his reminders, this guy still chose this mask...

However, looking at this baby-faced mask, Zhuge Ming suddenly had a bold idea.

Zhuge Ming pulled out a pen from the Qiankun Fan and activated the "Close to the World" technique. Suddenly, he appeared in front of Wang Quan Baye and, before Wang Quan Baye could react, he made a stroke on his mask!

"Hmm, that looks much better." Zhuge Ming nodded in satisfaction and tossed the pen back into the Qiankun Fan.

"Pfft, hahahahahahahahaha!!!"

Upon seeing Zhuge Ming's "masterpiece," everyone present burst into laughter. Even the usually taciturn Yang Yitan and Zhang Zheng abandoned their previous aloof demeanor.

At this moment, Wang Quanba's already somewhat comical mask was transformed into a grotesque mask after Zhuge Ming added a touch, making it a perfect match for Wang Quanba's face. Zhuge Ming's move was definitely the finishing touch.

Wang Quanba quickly took off the mask and put it in his hand. Upon seeing it, his face instantly turned purplish-red. Although he had a severe case of aesthetic skepticism, it didn't mean he couldn't understand the expression.

"Kongming, you!" Wang Quanba was so angry that he trembled all over, pointing his trembling finger at Zhuge Ming.

"Sigh~, Young Master Ba Ye, you are the leader of our Masked Organization, how can you not wear your mask properly? You just emphasized that the mask cannot be taken off casually."

Zhuge Ming suppressed a laugh and lectured him in a serious tone.

"Yeah, boss, you can't break the law!" Li Quzhuo teased from behind, barely suppressing his smile, and the others nodded in agreement.

Wang Quanba reluctantly lowered his fingers, and with great difficulty, as if in slow motion, put the mask on his face. He said helplessly, "Alright, let's continue..."

Seeing Wang Quan Ba ​​Ye suffer a setback, the masked figures could no longer suppress their laughter, and laughter echoed throughout the forest, filling it with a joyful atmosphere.

Chapter Ninety-Four: "Zhuge Ming's Mask"

In the woods, looking at the masks that had finally stopped laughing, Wang Quanba was speechless. There was nothing he could do; after all, he was the one who set the rules.

"Ahem, have you had enough? If you have, let me finish what I have to say."

Upon hearing that Wang Quanba was about to get down to business, everyone quickly quieted down and waited for him to continue.

Wang Quanba took a deep breath to calm his agitated mood, glared fiercely at Zhuge Ming who was pretending to be innocent, and suddenly seemed to think of something, asking Zhuge Ming in an unfriendly tone:

"Kongming, where's your mask? I haven't seen you wearing it."

“Yes, Kongming never wore a mask from the beginning,” Deng Qiyue chimed in.

Having no other choice, Zhuge Ming could only put on the mask he had prepared beforehand.

"………………………"

The moment Zhuge Ming put on the mask, it felt as if a million crows were flying through the hearts of the masks.

"This mask really is..."

"All that I have ever seen in my life!"

"Shocking!"

"Unique!"

……

One adjective after another poured out of Wang Quanba and his men's mouths; the mask had become so formidable that they were speechless with admiration.

It was a simple triangular wooden board with strange, crooked graffiti drawn on it, which could be barely made out to be a human face with bared teeth.

Zhuge Ming gently removed the mask and carefully placed it in his hand, looking at it tenderly, but his thoughts had already traveled through time and space to a certain little fox demon.

……

Outside Tushan, Tushan Yaya stopped Zhuge Ming, who was about to leave, and threw a piece of wood at him.

"Hey, you idiot, got something for you?"

"Huh? What's this? Ugh, what an ugly mask!" Zhuge Ming quickly took it and examined it for a while before he could barely recognize that it was a mask.

"...Damn it, that stinky cockroach actually lied to me and said it looked really good!!" Tu Shan Ya Ya exclaimed in frustration.

This is a mask she specially prepared for herself to sneak out, and it has a "masterpiece" drawn by Tu Shan Ya Ya herself.

She was afraid that Dongfang Yuechu wouldn't tell the truth, so she stepped on him and asked him seriously several times. She didn't expect that this stinky cockroach would still lie to her.

"I'll kill this stinky cockroach when I get back!!" Tu Shan Ya Ya shouted in her heart.

"Why did you suddenly decide to give me this?"

Playing with the piece of "wood" in his hand, which seemed to still carry the unique fragrance of Tu Shan Ya Ya, Zhuge Ming asked with amusement.

"Hmph! Of course, I want you to inherit my title of Great Envoy of Punishment of Evil, so that no one will dare to bully you after you go out..."

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Ming was both amused and exasperated.