"Muda!"
A roar rang in Lily Hua's ears, and then she saw in horror that the disgusting one-eyed monster was punched away by a phantom!
Simple and direct, as if it was half of what only appeared in animations, the pudgy one-eyed monster just flew in the air, his eyeballs exploded, and the brain and tissue fluid also sprayed out along with the blood.
No, it wasn't just tissue fluid. His body was like a watermelon that had been roughly smashed by a giant hammer. Not only the juice, but also the pulp and skin were disintegrated.
The internal organs, flesh and blood, and even the dirty monk's robe were all shattered by this punch, and by the time they flew about five meters away, they had completely turned into fly ash.
"What's going on?" Lily Hua was stunned by the scene before her and stared blankly, but the strong hunger in her belly forced her to wake up from the shock.
So hungry!
So hungry!
So hungry!
Thinking of the legend of "hungry ghosts" that Rinka had said before, Yurihua couldn't help but touch her front bumper, and after confirming that the size had not changed, she picked up the bread Rinhua left for her and swallowed it in big mouthfuls.
After eating one piece of bread, the hunger in her belly was slightly relieved. Lily Hua tore open the package of the second piece of bread and slowed down her eating speed.
While chewing the food in small bites, she began to think about everything that happened in the flash of light. After a brief silence, she roughly sorted out something.
"The one with one eye should be Kaidan... um, Ichimoku Monk or something like that. It will attack people who can see it, and then it found out that I can see it, so it wants to attack me."
Bai Hehua made a simple guess based on the existing information, and then...
What is that figure shouting "useless"?
Just when Bai Hehua's thoughts were confused, a burst of footsteps that sounded unusually uncoordinated came. She turned her head slightly and found that all the classmates in the infirmary looked unresponsive. She immediately realized that this might be another strange story. He immediately lowered his head and pretended to concentrate on the bread in his hand.
Soon, the sound of footsteps approached, and several strange-looking monsters rushed in and began to search around.
Some of these monsters have heads as big as buckets, some have necks longer than giraffes, and some look like a sarcoma with arms and legs. Each one looks weird in its own way.
Seeing these strange stories jumping up and down while rummaging through the room, Lily Hua tensed up her nerves and nibbled on the bread in small bites, feeling her stomach churn.
The excessive tension made her want to vomit, but her hunger urged her not to stop eating.
"No!" The monster with a long neck, probably the legendary "wheel head" twisted his neck and made a confused sound with his head that had just been pulled out from under the bed.
The sarcoma-like monster blinked its green bean-like eyes and said doubtfully:
"This is indeed the place where the [knowledge] of one glance into the Tao is most intense. Why is there no trace at all?"
"That guy has the ability to beg for mercy. He can't be wiped out without any movement." The monster with a head so big that people worry about whether his neck can bear it kept scanning the layout of the infirmary and frowned. :
"And there are no traces of fighting here at all!"
"But Lord Hundred Eyes Ghost can't be wrong! The aura of Ichimoku no Dao has disappeared!"
The turtle head twisted its tentacle-like neck, stared at the ordinary students in the infirmary and said:
"These people didn't react at all. If they really met that Kamen Rider, they would probably be in a commotion. Can't all these dozen students be Kamen Riders? I didn't find the Kamen Rider belt and [ The breath of knowledge!”
"So it's not in this room?" The big-headed monster squeezed his head through the window and looked both ways——
"Ichimoku can be eliminated without even having time to beg for mercy, and ordinary people can't see it. I'm afraid this is not a Kamen Rider, but some other weird story."
"Impossible. There are no other traces here except the [knowledge] that can be seen with one glance. There is absolutely no ghost story that has done anything here." The blood vessels on the sarcoma monster's body began to squirm quickly, and the rook shook his neck like a skipping rope. :
"That means Ichimoku entered another place by himself and was processed somewhere else?"
"I can only think this way, well, don't those Kamen Riders of the Eastern Kingdom collect [consciousness] after death? Maybe the remaining [consciousness] of Ichimoku Dao has been taken away..."
"Then there are no clues?"
"Isn't it good that I don't have any clues? I don't want to fight the Kamen Rider! Hurry up and report the situation here!"
…
The three monsters exchanged ideas while exiting the infirmary. Lily Hua finally breathed a sigh of relief. As the bell rang, the door became lively.
"Sayuri! I brought the baked biscuits I made in home economics class. You can try them!" Linhua's voice came from outside the door. Lilyhua's mood finally improved a lot. She did not take the biscuits, but trembled. He climbed up from the bed. A place like the infirmary was too scary. A classroom with more people seemed safer.
…
It was hard to stay up until school was over, but Lily Hua's mood did not improve at all, because she found that there were far more strange stories on the streets than in school!
"What is this! Have I always lived in such a world before?" Lily Hua almost collapsed looking at the monsters coming and going, watching them baring their teeth and claws at passers-by from time to time, and her whole body felt like The feeling of sanity plummeting.
I almost ran for my life and broke into a convenience store on the side of the road. I avoided the "ghost" who seemed to be patrolling the store and put all the pads on the shelf into the shopping cart as if scanning for goods. Although I wasn't even on my period yet, today's The experience made her understand that she might not be able to live without this...
So, not long after, a girl appeared in front of the checkout counter, pushing a cart full of pads and various high-calorie snacks as if buying new year's goods, which made the salesperson even a little confused for a moment.
"Check out!" Seeing the ghost walking around in the store walking toward her, Lily Hua tried to calm down and warned in a tone that sounded like robbing a bank, almost angrily.
The salesperson immediately realized his gaffe, and immediately carried forward Dongguo's craftsmanship spirit, bowed and apologized, and quickly scanned the QR code.
This large purchase cost Yurika several Fukuzawa Yukichi, but for her, these were necessary expenses. Although she didn't understand what happened yet, after a day of thinking, she could at least conclude that , whether it was the sudden ability to see strange stories or the figure that shattered Ichimoku, it was directly related to his suddenly growing appetite!
But compared to the money spent, what is more painful is actually how to put these big bags of things...
"Eh? Not heavy?"
A hint of surprise flashed across Lily Hua's already aware face. The thing, which weighed more than ten kilograms at least, was carried in her hand as easily as a balloon.
But this kind of physical relaxation did not make Bai Hehua feel happy at all, but instead made her whole person feel more and more sad——
"There is indeed a big problem with my body!"
Regarding spiritual confrontation, some readers may have a misunderstanding.
What it fights against is not the "spirit of the ancestral ghost talk", or it is not just.
Didn’t you use that folder merging example before?
If an ancestor's ghost story has four powers [1], [2], [3], and [4] (of course there are settings, accompanying illusions, tags, etc., powers are used here just because they are the most representative), and The Kaidan entry you get through playing has only three powers: [1], [2], and [3]. Then when you devour the Ancestor Kaitan, [4] is pollution to you.
What you have to fight against with your spirit is the mental remnant of [4] and the strange talk with the ancestor.
However, most of the time, as an innate ghost story, the mental state of the Ancestral Ghost Story is closer to that of an intelligent program than a living thing, so the "self" is not very strong and it is not difficult to fight against it. The real trouble is those "files" that you don't have.
After all, labels are the embodiment of real people's "cognition" of ghost stories. Fighting against labels means you are fighting against the people who know this ghost story.
Let’s take the Slit Girl as an example. The Slit Girl has different killing techniques such as “stabbing with scissors” and “cutting the throat”. Depending on the version played, she may obtain different powers such as “Puncture” and “Cutting”.
If you are playing the role of a Rift Girl with the power of [cutting], when devouring the Ancestor Kaidan, you have to fight against the Kaidan's cognitive perception of "The Rift Girl should pierce".
In short, it’s the confrontation between “what I think I am” and “what others think I am.”
If you cannot accurately understand yourself, you will lose yourself and become a bad omen.
(End of chapter)
