Non-White Yaoguai Chiefs
Location
Near the Mindfulness Cliff shrine in the Valley of Ecstasy area.
Description
In the Village of Tuoluo, there was a small opera troupe of about a dozen members. Watching their performances was considered the most luxurious entertainment within miles.
Among the troupe was an actor who specialized in playing the jester. He always painted his face white, and the villagers would snicker whenever they saw him. The jester was deeply frustrated. Since childhood, he had dreamed of playing a heroic role on stage. To join the troupe, he had worked as an unpaid servant for the troupe leader for a year. He trained tirelessly, regardless of the weather or his health. Yet, he ended up being the subject of ridicule.
The jester suggested a role switch. However, everyone said he lacked the righteous aura needed for such a heroic role.
Disbelieving their words, the jester took on the role of the hero without notifying the cast during the performance, and beat up the hero on stage. The audience was furious; they destroyed the stage and left without paying.
The jester was condemned by the troupe, while the beaten hero was comforted. In a fit of rage, the troupe leader expelled the jester from the group. Despite much reflection, the jester couldn’t understand why he suffered such reprimand. Eventually, he concluded that it was his appearance that was the problem. Thus, with two poisoned daggers, he waited in an alley and killed the hero actor. He peeled the man’s face and wore it, hoping to take over his life.
The next day, when it was time for the hero to appear on stage, the jester, wearing the actor’s face, stepped forward and sang passionately.
Initially, the audience was deceived, but later they were horrified. Believing the jester had gone mad, they tied him up and sent him to a temple a thousand miles away for seclusion. Upon seeing him, the abbot of the temple was overjoyed. He named the jester “
Non-White” and even created a unique practicing technique combining poison and frost for him.
The abbot told him that a Destined One would come and help him master the technique, and he could become a true hero if he could wear the face of the Destined One.
From the day on, no one dared to walk the mountain path guarded by Non-White, fearing they might encounter him wearing someone else’s face.
Poetry
A jester’s face with powder white,
A cunning form, both sly and slight.
Boldly plays the leading role,
Yet remains an actor, lost in the whole.
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