"Why are there patrolmen here?" Chiba Cheng was puzzled. The small temple was more than a thousand meters deep into the forest and there was no one living around it. Why were the patrolmen riding bicycles here? It couldn't be to patrol the small temple. Bar?
No way? No way!
Chiba Cheng was distressed when he suddenly heard someone behind him shouting: "Wait a minute."
You don't need to listen to the voice to identify people, you can use your duodenum to think that the only one shouting is the patrolman. Chiba Cheng, who had just climbed to the top of the slope, turned around in confusion. He didn't understand what he was calling him. He had just checked his identity. ?
Turning around, I saw the gray-haired police officer walking over expressionlessly, without pushing his white-painted police bicycle, and said as he walked: "I'll tell you what you want to know. "
"I?" Chiba Cheng was stunned by this title. Then he thought of something. His eyes widened, his mouth opened slightly, and he said in shock: "No way!"
The patrolman who was over fifty years old walked steadily towards Qianye Cheng quickly, causing Qianye Cheng to take two steps back and said: "Wait a minute..."
As soon as the words came out, the patrolman suddenly shouted, kicked his feet, rushed forward, quickly pulled out the baton from his waist, held the baton in both hands, and made a horizontal slashing motion.
Chiba Makoto, who had already felt that something was wrong, hurriedly backed away when the patrolman rushed over. In the panic, he did not pay attention to his steps, tripped on a tree root, and fell to the ground with an 'ouch' sound, causing the baton he swung to miss. .
'boom! 'With a sound, it hit the trunk of the tree, causing the big tree as thick as a bucket to tremble, which shows how strong the force is. Seeing this, Qianye Cheng took a breath. If this hit him, the broken muscles and bones would be minor. If there was any hatred or hatred, he would kill him whenever he met.
"What are you doing?" Chiba Makoto, whose clothes were stained with branches and leaves, quickly got up, picked up a branch, and pointed at the patrol opposite... no, Ida Iryu.
He was a patrolman who was over fifty years old just now. When he stood up and looked again, he had turned into a middle-aged man wearing a blue retro costume called "裃". He had a Chinese character face and a carefully groomed beard. He looked very upper class at first glance. , of course, the baton in his hand is still a baton. If it were replaced by a samurai sword, it would probably be more powerful.
Opposite me, Ida Jingryu frowned. In his field of vision, the whole body of the 'person' in front of him was shrouded in strong light. Although he was holding a non-threatening dead branch, it still gave him a feeling of palpitations. It is more dangerous than the Suna ghost sealed in the mountain.
"What is it, Your Excellency?"
"Huh?" Chiba Cheng was confused about this question. What does 'what am I' mean?
Ida Iryu's eyes were fixed on Chiba Makoto, and he said to himself: "It's not a human, but if you can't feel resentment, then it's not a ghost, and there is such a strong light..."
"Light?" Chiba Makoto heard Ida Iryu muttering loudly to himself. He lowered his head and looked at the white short-sleeved shirt and jeans. There was no LED installed. How could there be light?
Wait, Ida Iryu can see the light in himself? So can Kirialodians also see light? Ultraman's human body is like a big light bulb, and any alien with some sense can see it.
But think about it, can't Chiba Makoto himself also see the true face of non-human creatures such as space people and ghosts, and predict the location of monsters? These days, if you don’t order ‘special powers’, you’d be too embarrassed to hang out.
Seeing Chiba Makoto like this, Ida Iryu asked strangely: "Don't you know, Your Excellency? You are the light in your body."
"If it's light, I know it, but I don't know that it can be seen by others."
Seemingly feeling that Chiba Makoto had no ill intentions, Ida Iryu put down the baton in his hand and asked again: "Then what are you doing here?"
Qianye Cheng pointed to Suna Mountain on the right and said: "Prevent the Suna ghost buried in the mountain from returning..."
"Don't call his name." Ida Jingryu shouted, trying to stop Chiba Cheng from calling out Su Nagui's name, but it was a tenth of a second too late. Inida Jingryu was very nervous and immediately turned to look at Su. At that mountain, Qianye Cheng, who was confused, also turned his head and looked at Suna Mountain.
Under the gaze of Chiba Makoto, the originally lush mountains appeared vaguely with several distortions in different distributions, which gave Chiba Makoto an inexplicable feeling of disgust. This was probably the burial of Suna whose body was divided into several parts and sealed. Damn it.
"Why can't you call him by his name?" Chiba Cheng desperately wanted to know the answer to this question. The Kiriarod people were like this before, and they also said that they would be known by Gatanjie. At that time, Chiba Cheng thought it was Kiriai. The Lode people are pretending to be gods, but now Ida Iryu also says so. Is it true? But why is this?
Compared with Chiba Makoto's confusion, Ida Iryu was even more confused and said: "Didn't your master teach you?"
"Master-father?" Chiba Cheng shook his head, feeling that Ida Iryu's thinking was still stuck in the Warring States Period, and explained: "In today's human society, ghosts and gods are almost extinct, and they are all regarded as fairy tales. Your words, Probably only the nearby villages still have your legend, but not many people believe it."
"That's it." Ida Jingryu nodded, not disappointed, but rather happy, saying: "So no one taught you, no wonder you don't know this."
"What do you know?" Qianye Cheng still doesn't know what he should know.
Ida Iryu said extremely seriously: "Don't shout out the real names of those ghosts and gods, especially people like you and me. The stronger the strength, the greater the impact on the ghosts and gods, and it may wake them up."
"Uh..." Qianye Cheng thought hard and said uncertainly: "Can I understand it this way? The stronger the person, the louder the shout, the easier it is to wake up the sleeping ghosts and gods."
"Absolutely." Ida Jingryu didn't hesitate here. He looked at Suna Mountain again and said, "Let's leave first. It's too dangerous for you to be here."
"Danger? Me? Why?" Chiba Cheng felt that he had become a hundred thousand whys. The generation gap between the two was as big as the Pacific Ocean, and he didn't understand anything.
"Because the light on you is too strong." Ida Iryu said, inserting the baton back into his waist, turning back to lock the door, push the bicycle, and strictly ordered Chiba Makoto to go out first and not get closer to Suna Mountain.
"So why?" Chiba Makoto stood there in despair, looking at Ida Iryu who returned to his 'home'. Can't you explain why? What do you mean the light on me is too strong? Is this the answer? Then can't I explain by the way, why is it dangerous if the light on my body is strong?
If you talk like this, you only speak half of it, and you will be single for the rest of your life.
