"This is too weird..."
Crow subconsciously wanted to escape, but her body still couldn't control it.
The man came over. The further you go, the more deadly the aura of death becomes on your body.
Crow held his breath, his heart pounding, feeling that he was only a hair away from death - where on earth is this, is it the legendary and weird [Dead Realm]?
Crow has never seen this kind of place with his own eyes, and no other weird investigator in the entire country has ever seen it.
Crow had seen relevant articles in the top-secret weird journal published within the National Police Agency. It seemed that no living person had ever been able to escape from the [Death Zone]. As for the content in the article, part of it comes from the conversation between the psychic and the dead soul, and more of it is the author's conjecture.
Is this the fate of a weird investigator... Even death must be as weird as possible.
"What are you afraid of?"
A voice suddenly appeared in her mind: "You were led to this ghost place by God. The [Death Zone] has no effect on you. At this time, just enjoy the pleasure of mindlessly avoiding the rules."
"Who are you?"
Crow asked subconsciously.
"Don't ask, you can't understand it with your wisdom," the voice continued: "I can only tell you that God is very concerned about you, so don't let down His high expectations."
"God? You said... God is paying attention to me?"
The voice in my head stopped talking.
Is God... the phantom that he made a deal with just now?
This thought flashed through Crow's mind, and he almost ignored it when the man walked up to him.
When she came to her senses, the man had already passed by her, and the corpse spots on his face were clearly visible.
The crow's gaze slowly followed the man.
The man walked under the banyan tree, and the dense aerial roots overwhelmed his head.
The thick dead vines wrapped around the tree trunk suddenly rolled towards the man, entangled him, jerked him, and hung his body upside down on the treetop - exactly the same way the crow had hung the man on the tree before.
The next moment, a bird covered in darkness appeared strangely at the top of the banyan tree. It looks a bit like a crow, and is much larger than an ordinary crow.
The black bird opened its mouth and seemed to scream.
The moment it opened its mouth, the air around the blackbird was obviously distorted. Based on the crow's experience, it was inferred that this cry probably contained some kind of terrible rules.
Normally, Crow would have prepared a suicide note after hearing it, but at this moment, her ears were filled with heavy metal music and she could not hear it at all. Is this... the sense of security brought by God's guidance?
The black birds stopped chirping, and the bloody moonlight poured down. Hundreds of corpses were hung on the branches of the banyan tree, swaying rhythmically as the cold wind blew.
The middle-aged man became one of the corpses, his completely white eyes staring at the crow.
A chill ran down the crow's spine as he subconsciously called out to the voice just now, but there was no response.
She thought to herself: What are you afraid of, Nobuko Mizutani, you are the one chosen by God, and God is watching you.
Thinking about it this way, I actually felt a little more at ease, as if God was really protecting me.
The black bird called several times. Seeing that the crow was indifferent, as if it had not fallen into its own rules at all, it suddenly flapped its wings and flew up.
Then, it flew towards the crow's head.
Under the red moon, its shadow is like a ghost, moving rapidly on the ground, and the light flashes wherever it passes. Apparently, the shadows also contain terrifying and grotesque rules.
God will bless you...
This thought flashed through Crow's mind again, and her body dodged towards the other side, leaving only a shadow in place.
The blackbird flew across the sky, its shadow streaking across the ground, the shadow shattering.
The blackbird turned its head, staring at the crow with its dark eyes, and flew towards the crow's head again.
The crow was about to dodge to the other side when the dead vines of the banyan tree rolled towards her like lightning.
Never get caught up in it. she thought to herself.
His body rolled forward uncontrollably, avoiding the withered vines.
The blackbird saw the opportunity and swooped down, its shadow sweeping towards the crow.
"This is this moment." The voice in his mind rang again, "Remember this moment, this is God's guidance and blessing." The crow bent its legs, flicked upward, twisted its body into an incredible arc, and fell upside down in mid-air. He turned somersaults and narrowly avoided the shadow cast by the black bird.
After another somersault, the crow appeared above the black bird, looking down at the black bird.
For the first time... since Daqiao realized that this was a world shrouded in grotesque clouds, this was the first time that she felt that these monstrosities with terrifying rules running in her body didn't seem so... so worth fearing.
"God said," said the voice in your head, "You can now take hold of it with your hands."
The crow was so confident that he reached out and actually caught the black bird.
The black bird opened its mouth wide, howled miserably, and flapped its wings fiercely.
But the crow's ears are full of heavy metal rock.
"Weird? Is this weird?"
The crow looked at the struggling black bird in his hand, and felt an extremely strange and strange feeling in his heart——
It turns out...it turns out that those grotesque things that were once able to deprive human lives of human beings like the God of Death will one day be easily caught in his hands. How absurd, how ridiculous, and how...happy.
Is this God? Is this God’s guidance?
Crow's whole scalp was numb and goosebumps appeared all over his body.
At this time, a deathly aura emanated from the black bird and eroded the crow's palm.
The flesh and blood on his hands quickly disappeared, leaving only the white bones.
But it seemed that because of God's guidance, she didn't have any fear in her heart, and she was just waiting for the endless surprises that God would bring to her.
"Now," the voice said again, "eat it!"
Eating...eating weirdness...something more terrifying than swallowing lava alive, Crow never even dared to think about it before.
But at this moment, Crow felt an inexplicable enthusiasm in his heart.
What would the weirdness...the weirdness taste like?
Conditions don't quite allow it, otherwise we can stew it in a pot, or set up a grill and sprinkle with cumin and pepper... That would be considered enjoyable.
She was thinking this in her mind, but she kept grabbing the black bird in her hand and stuffing it into her mouth.
The black bird was very big, but when it was caught near its mouth, it turned into a mass of blackness and got into the crow's mouth.
The crow felt death rolling through his esophagus, and wherever it passed, flesh and blood were cut off. But, really, she wasn't afraid at all.
Under the red moon, the sky was gloomy, and the crow fainted on the ground.
The crow is dreaming again——
In the evening, in the small town, it was drizzling. A man wearing a bamboo hat stood at the door of the courtyard and knocked on the door.
She opened the courtyard door and saw a blurry face.
The man in the bamboo hat said: "Night is approaching, the road is long with rain, and the cold wind is howling. It is not suitable to travel far. Excuse me, can I stay overnight?"
The crow woke up from his dream.
Looking around——
The warm sun is shining, the sky is blue and the clouds are white.
The stream is gurgling in the distance, the bluestone bridge casts its reflection, and the smoke from every household is lingering.
The banyan trees are as dense as ever, and their branches are as green as if they had been washed by heavy rain.
Birds with colorful feathers danced on the branches and chirped loudly.
Everything seemed like a dream, and the horrific scene seemed to be just an illusion.
Crow lowered his head and stretched out his palm. His palm was white, and the flesh and blood that had disappeared completely recovered.
"Dark Crow..."
She murmured, and the terrifying black bird slowly appeared in her palm, staring at her with a pair of dark eyes, as if it was embedded in her palm alive.
"It turns out that there really is a god..."
And she was chosen by God... and she has never been abandoned by this world.
…
Nara apartment basement.
The live broadcast ends.
"Those words that are being muttered," Gu Xing looked at the note speechlessly, "are the voices in the crow's mind all caused by you, right?"
[How about it, just tell me if you are creative? He coaxed that little girl into a daze]
【Do you want to try it? Super interesting]
[Actually, you are more suitable for this than me]
[After entering the plot of accommodating weirdness, my power can only say a few words in the head of the triggerer, but you can directly affect the plot of the accommodation stage]
[If you are interested, let the crow put the dusky crow on the grill in the dead zone, or even boil the water and stew it to eat... Of course, the premise is that the woman does not trigger the dusky crow's death rules...]
"What's the point of doing all this... I'm a little curious, why can't the weird traders help the trigger person directly accommodate the weirdness, but also guide the trigger person to engage in such a plot of accommodation...?"
[How do I know that kind of advanced and weird thoughts. But...don't you think that in this way, accommodating this matter will become more ritualistic? Haha...The person chosen by God is so awesome]
Gu Xing was speechless again.
"By the way, what is that weird dead zone?"
【You are so boring】
[The so-called grotesque dead zone is usually something that can only be created by grotesques who have reached C level. The power of the grotesque rules in their own dead zone will be increased. In short, it is very powerful]
"C-Class? You mean, the crow houses a C-class freak?"
[It’s not that easy... you’ll understand when you go to the bookshelf and look at it]
"Huh?"
Gu Xing raised his head and looked at the bookshelf - Fujino, who was wearing a suit and sunglasses and was laying on the floor in the corner, walked over to the bookshelf at some point and picked up a new book in his hand to read.
Bastard... Gu Xing hasn't read it yet. When he was in school, what he couldn't bear the most was that the new books he bought were read by others first.
Gu Xing walked over.
Gu Xing picked up the book.
The cover of the book shows the image of a fallen angel, with dark wings and gloomy eyes, staring at the world.
On the side of the cover, "Lucifer's Bizarre Trading Stories Collection" is printed.
The title of the first volume of the book is: The Crow and the Dusky Crow.
Preface: Withered vines and old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people's homes, west wind and thin horses on the ancient road. Sunset, heartbroken people in the horizon.
The main part of the first volume records the whole process of Crow from triggering the grotesque to accommodating the grotesque. The description is very detailed.
There are a few blank pages at the front of the first volume. Gu Xing speculates that this book may be waiting for the opportunity to complete the story. After all, Dusk Crow's backstory is still blank.
The notes at the end of the first volume contain brief information about the Dusky Crow.
【Dark Crow】
Currently, it has been downgraded to a D-class grotesque (it was a C-class grotesque before containment, with a dead zone). The rules can be supplemented and perfected. It lives on the branches of a death banyan tree entangled with dead vines. It is now taken into custody by Crow, a grotesque investigator from the Lido City Police Headquarters.
Rule 1: When the crow cries, the creature will lose its soul (rule level E+).
Rule 2: When cast by the shadow of the dusky crow, a creature will lose its soul (rule level D-).
Rule 3: The Dusk Crow stands on a death banyan tree entangled with withered vines. Any creature cast by its shadow will lose its soul (D+).
There is a set of standards used around the world regarding levels of weirdness and regularity. Specific content indicators are cumbersome.
Xiaodong gave Gu Xing a brief introduction before. They were roughly divided into EDCBAS, with E-level being the lowest and S-level being the highest.
Each rule level is slightly subdivided, such as D-\D\D+, among which D- is the lowest and D+ is the highest.
"According to what you said before," Gu Xing asked Xiaodong: "Can I borrow these three rules?"
[Of course, but it’s not unlimited. You have to rest for a while after each borrowing. Moreover, you need to pay a price, but it is much cheaper and more convenient than exchanging weirdness from me. After all, no one is competing with you to borrow it, haha]
"Downgrade to accommodate..."
Gu Xing closed the book and put it on the bookshelf. The name on the cover of the book changed to "Pawn Shop No. 8"... which is a bit interesting.
"After taking in this weirdo, can Crow really deal with that knocker? It won't be another trap, right?"
[According to the promise of the weird trader, at least there is a chance at the rules level. The rest depends on how she uses the rules. Of course, luck is also important. Maybe one day, Dusk Crow becomes a C-class monster again, and that will be awesome]
No more confusion. After all, it's the crow's own business.
"sleep!"
Gu Xing lay down on the bed - it was strange, at least a day and a night had passed on the crow's side, but only more than an hour had passed on Gu Xing's side, and it was still late at night.
In other words, since Crow left the office, has she entered another time and space? The small hole cannot be explained clearly.
After Gu Xing lay on the bed, Fujino ran to the bookshelf to read again, taking notes while reading. A weirdo can love learning so much, how can it be embarrassing for those students who don't study hard every day...
Wait...that's not right...
"Hey," Gu Xing frowned, "Don't draw random things in my book. Find a notebook yourself." This kind of weirdness is really annoying.
Gu Xing and Xiaodong discussed the matter of Fujino living at home for a long time in the future.
Gu Xing was worried that others would see him, but Xiaodong said that as long as the rules were not enforced, no one could see Fujino except Gu Xing... This was fine.
In addition, as long as he does not continue to kill people, Fujino will have no chance to improve the level of the rules, there will be no possibility of creating a dead zone, and he will not make his home spooky...
That's okay.
There is no inconvenience except that there will be an extra person on the floor at home, and there will always be a weirdo reading seriously standing next to the bookshelf.
Gu Xing squinted at Fujino who was rummaging for his notebook in the drawer, and fell asleep unconsciously.
Early the next morning, Anda called:
"Gu Xingjun, have you heard?"
"Um?"
"Something happened to Yinglang."
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