Monsters are evil creatures.
They haunt the dark places, the horns of filth.
Don't look at the many small monsters floating in the air. They are weak in strength and huge in number. They can never be killed. They are like maggots in an endless stream.
So how were they born? Viviparous or oviparous? Or does it reproduce by itself or by hatching like a snail...?
Xia Youyuanluo once tried to figure this out, but still couldn't figure it out.
Because the impact on human society/groups was very weak, these little monsters floating in the air and clinging to people were not completely strangled.
Those powerful monsters, on the other hand, were rarely encountered by Xia Youyuanluo (compared to smaller monsters), and they were probably dealt with by special people.
Maybe...he should really find some opportunities to gain book knowledge from the isolated 'over there world'.
One of mankind's greatest inventions is paper, which makes the transmission of knowledge simple.
Instead of chasing blind people everywhere, why not pick the fruit when the answer is clearly right in front of you.
Although his original intention was to reduce his exposure rate, people will leave traces whenever they appear. Based on this, he has not taken any action.
Not long ago, he found the body of a special person in the alley, and obtained a prop that could hide his face from the body. Xia Youyuanluo actually had an idea at that time, but he never realized it due to various concerns.
Should you continue to hide it carefully, or boldly seek the knowledge you desire?
Putting back his wandering thoughts, Xia Youyuanluo found his target with the help of his clear vision.
...
The gap between the two houses forms a dark alley that no one cares about.
The pipes clung to the wall like creepers.
The windows on the first floor were sealed with cement from the inside, and the shell of the abandoned air conditioner turned yellow.
The trash can was stained with oil, and the brown objects surrounding it were an indistinguishable mixture, attracting flies to buzz around above.
The air was filled with the stench of decay.
"Gujiu... Gujiu..."
The creepy chewing sound came from the depths of the dark alley.
A strange shadow was projected on the wall, and it was vaguely visible as a monster that looked like a human, but with a long and narrow head and reversely long limbs.
The monster bit into the food in front of him, blood splattering everywhere.
While it was enjoying its flesh and blood, a red light flashed past, and then its head fell off.
The world in his eyes was spinning, and he clearly felt the danger, but he couldn't move.
He rolled his eyes hard and saw his body flopping to the ground.
A pair of feet walked up to it and squatted down.
The monster saw a ferocious red face with angry eyes and thick raised eyebrows, looking majestic and formidable.
...and then it lost consciousness.
Looking at the monster that turned into ashes after death, Xia Youyuanluo fell into deep thought.
Accidentally, it became a conditioned reflex.
He originally wanted to leave the monster behind to force Asakura Kaoru, but after seeing the monster eating people, for some reason, his body suddenly became one step ahead of his brain and he took action.
Standing up, Xia Youyuanluo turned to look at the corpse that had been chewed to pieces. I'm afraid they'll all rot until they are discovered by nature.
One good deed a day is enough.
Xia Youyuanluo took out a piece of paper and pen from his pocket, wrote down the address, and quietly ran to the nearest police station.
Under his deliberate control, the paper floated smoothly to the desk of the policeman on duty.
After doing all this, Xia Youyuan lowered the brim of her hat, found a high place, and continued to search for her target.
*
Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie were very puzzled because they let go three days ago, the magician who killed the special curse spirit before them. This confusion continues to this day.
"Sure enough, I still can't figure it out. I clearly saw him running over there, why did he suddenly disappear?" Gojo Satoru was lying on the sofa on the second floor of the dormitory, staring at the ceiling with his ethereal blue eyes, looking like he was recalling carefully. appearance.
Xia Youjie was lying on the table, staring at the paper in front of him without turning his eyes. He was writing a review quickly and said perfunctorily: "Everyone makes mistakes sometimes, so don't worry about it."
"This is not a question I have to deal with!" Gojo Satoru suddenly sat up from the sofa and pressed Xia Youjie's shoulders with both hands. "Others may make mistakes, but I! Absolutely not!"
"Why?"
"I have six eyes."
It's not that Gojo Satoru is arrogant. Many times he simply states the facts. However, words that are too direct sound harsh to others. The number of people who have been stabbed by Gojo Satoru is not only hundreds but dozens, so even though he is handsome, anyone who has had a little contact with him will be mercilessly smashed. After applying the filter, you will either turn from pink to black, or turn from pink to black...
The only person who can insist on being a fan of Wutiao Satori is true love.
Currently, this true fan has not appeared yet.
"But you have to admit that people are not machines, and machines can make mistakes, let alone people." Xia Youjie really felt that the six eyes were just easier to use than normal people's eyes.
In the eyes of others, Gojo Satoru is a high-ranking son of God, a powerful special class, and the young head of the Gojo family who is now the head of the Gosan family. He has inherited the power of the Six Eyes to revive the glory of the family... countless titles have been crowned on him.
Only he himself is not there.
But in the eyes of his teacher Ye Mo Zhengdao, in the eyes of his contemporaries, and in the eyes of his friends, he is who he is, not someone else, and he doesn't have so many fancy identities.
so,
"It's just a mistake in judgment. Why are you so resentful?" Xia Youjie sighed, felt in his pocket, took out a fruit candy, threw it backwards, and accurately landed on Wu Jiao Satori's head. superior.
Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand to take the candy out of his hair, looked at the packaging of the candy, and said in a suspicious tone: "Is this the candy I gave you last time?"
"Um."
"Huh? How long has it been and you still haven't eaten!"
"I'm not you, sweet as hell."
"What do you mean?"
"Means nothing."
"Okay, are you looking down on my love for sweets?"
What are you doing, being unreasonable and unforgiving?
Xia Youjie stopped the pen in his hand, turned to meet his friend's eyes, and saw the burning fighting spirit in them.
It's because I'm depressed and I want to pick a fight with him.
Xia Youjie raised his eyebrows and said in a long tone with a half-smile, "If I deny it, you won't believe it."
"Let's fight, Jie!" Gojo Satoru withdrew his hand from Xia Youjie's shoulder, "Whoever loses will give the winner a week's worth of running."
Because they wanted to vent the frustration in their hearts, the two of them tacitly agreed not to use spells, but to fight with fists and kicks.
Coming from the playground, the passer-by Kairi Glass saw the window on the second floor of the boys' dormitory exploded and let out an ooh-and-ah.
If I remember correctly, these two guys were punished to write a self-criticism again. The self-criticism was in the morning, and the quarrel started again in the evening? Poor Noctua, the hair on his head has become sparse recently. If this continues, the Mediterranean Sea will be just around the corner.
*
Nine p.m.
After wandering outside for a while, Xia Youyuanluo returned without success.
He only found one target that met the requirements, and accidentally clicked it.
After changing his clothes, putting away his mask and putting down his bangs, Xia Youyuanluo climbed onto the bed, crossed his legs and closed his eyes to start his daily meditation.
As he exhaled and inhaled, Xia Youyuanluo's breathing entered a very steady and long state.
From the beginning, I breathed in and out every five seconds, then every ten seconds. The time gradually lengthened, and I only breathed in and out every five minutes.
Although there was no one to guide him, Xia Youyuanluo still consciously practiced the breathing method by accident.
About a thousand years ago, creatures called ghosts appeared in the world.
They feed on humans and are extremely numerous. At one time, they were more famous than the curse spirits.
And those capable beings look down on ghosts. In their eyes, ghosts are weak and useless. They can just ignore them, as long as they don't dance in front of them.
In front of humans, ordinary people cannot resist the invasion of ghosts, and magicians and onmyoji rarely encounter ghosts.
The IQ of ghosts is much higher than that of curse spirits, and they know which people can be offended and which people cannot be offended.
They often hang out in remote areas and never wander around in prosperous places.
The information in ancient times was blocked, which resulted in the ghosts successfully surviving the most splendid Heian-kyo era when a hundred flowers bloomed.
Countless gods and monsters perished in that huge war.
After losing his 'natural enemy' and his boss, Gui Ze jumped to the top of the food chain.
He just committed evil and had a carnival for more than four hundred years.
One day, in a human city called Jiguo, a woman gave birth to twins.
As the younger brother, it seems that he has been dedicated to destroying evil spirits from the moment he was born. He was born with a clear understanding of the world. When he held a sword for the first time at the age of four, he defeated a samurai who had been training for decades - with just one move.
He is like a born warrior, born for the sword.
Without anyone to teach him, he could use the sword spontaneously.
Without any guidance, I created my own breathing method.
His breathing method has allowed humans to increase their winning and survival rates in the battle against ghosts. From accumulating victory with human lives to turning defeat into victory, all of this is inseparable from his guidance.
When the Ghost King saw him, it was as if he had returned to five hundred years ago, an era that he didn't want to recall.
Frightened and angry, but had to hide with his tail between his legs.
Fortunately, human lifespan is short, so the Ghost King relies on hiding until the incredibly powerful person dies.
What makes the Ghost King dare not show up even when that person has entered old age and his body functions have declined - Tsukuni Enichi.
That peak is at birth, the ceiling of human combat power.
At the age of over eighty years old, he can still easily defeat the most powerful collaborator around the Ghost King.
That is the psychological shadow of the ghost king's life.
...
Consciousness falls deeper and deeper into the abyss of consciousness with meditation.
At a certain moment, Xia Youyuanluo heard someone talking.
["That child...don't kill him..."
"I am willing...to take him...no longer close..."]
The dark space gradually became brighter.
Xia Youyuan Luo vaguely 'saw' a woman wearing a kimono holding a baby in her arms and coaxing her gently.
For some reason, Xia Youyuanluo suddenly wanted to see that child. So he 'walked' over, and there was a flaming birthmark on the forehead of the baby who was sleeping peacefully in his swaddling clothes.
Before Xia Youyuanluo could connect this familiar birthmark with someone, the baby opened his eyes.
Although he was just a baby, Xia Youyuanluo saw in his eyes the indifference that had accumulated over the years.
