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Ling also heard a dog barking, and there was a white dog on the snow. It was probably a dog, even if it was another species, she couldn't tell it apart.
The white dog stretched its neck and howled at her at first, the sound was unusually loud, but after it caught Lingye's eye, it immediately became obedient, ran around her twice with its tail erect, and soon disappeared into the snow fir forest.
Then Ling also saw that 'person'.
Let's call it a human, because compared to other animals, its body shape is the closest to that of a human. It can even speak.
"Are you from the TAC team?"
He asked and Ling shook her head.
"Yes, of course you are not. The TAC team doesn't have such a young child. So let me guess, are you the little brat from that orphanage?"
"I'm not a kid from an orphanage."
"No? Then I can't guess. But I think the adults should have told you that children should not go out alone at night, especially on a snowy night like this, otherwise, you will meet people like me."
He said as he came closer, revealing his face.
What a face that was! The eyes were like copper bells, the whole body was covered with hair, and the face was as red as a demon.
No, not like, he is an evil ghost. He has two horns on his head, just like the monsters in the story, as if he walked out of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons.
"Uncle, who are you?"
"Can't you see? I'm a monster." he said viciously.
"Monster? But even if it's a monster, it should have a name, right?"
He was a little surprised, because he thought the girl would burst into tears after revealing her true face. The crying of a child was his favorite thing. But she didn't cry. Not only did she not cry, she even asked his name.
It's really depressing. Isn't he scary?
"Don't speak the name of a monster casually. Once people know the real name, even their fate will be controlled by them. Little girl, aren't you afraid of me?" He deliberately walked closer, wanting to scare the girl, but his foot suddenly stopped and he took a step back instead.
It was so strange that at that moment, he was actually a little scared.
What a joke, monsters are born out of fear, how could they be afraid?
"Uncle Monster, did you call the snowstorm here?"
"It's not me, it's the Snow Girl." He quickly covered his mouth, his eyes gleaming with anger. He actually answered, and he was telling the truth. This should never have happened.
How could he tell the truth? He is a monster made of lies. He has never told the truth in his life and he will never tell the truth!
"Who are you?" This is what the girl asked before, and now he wants to ask the girl.
Because he vaguely sensed danger.
It was strange that a monster could sense danger, and of course, he was the monster himself.
"My name is Oshima Reiya, and I'm in the fourth grade at Tomoeda Elementary School. I'll be in the fifth grade after the spring. Look, I told you my name, so you should tell me yours, too. It's polite."
"I am... slap!" He slapped himself hard.
Here it comes again, his mouth opened involuntarily, wanting to answer the girl's words. But he didn't want to, absolutely didn't want to!
What a joke, if you tell the real name of a monster, if the other party is an Onmyoji, then he will be at your mercy. This is not a big deal, but if the other party is a witch who can break the demon, then you are simply throwing away your life.
So the monster pulled out his wakizashi, a short sword only as long as his forearm, which looked very old, and it was an antique left over from who knows when. He quickly attacked the girl.
Wakizashi was fast, but his knife was easily blocked by the girl's hand, or more precisely, by the light from her hand.
"You are Ultraman!"
I see. Now I understand.
Even he had heard of aliens from the Land of Light who had visited Earth in recent years.
"Ha, I knew you would come. Don't worry, I found a good opponent for you. Don't you want to know who caused the blizzard? Come out, Snowkilan, and smash that orphanage for me! I will make those little brats who betrayed their ancestors and believed in the foreign Christianity pay for their karma!"
Christmas, what the hell Christmas.
Over the past thousands of years, so many traditions have been forgotten, and we have begun to believe in Western religions and celebrate Western festivals.
This kind of thing must never be allowed.
【Xiaotian】
In a trance, he seemed to hear that voice again, but the owner of the voice was no longer there.
General, and everyone.
Crow Tengu, Kurodabo, Mao Changji, Aoandon, Aoandon.
Because humans have forgotten, forgotten their ancestors, forgotten history, and forgotten all the legends of the past, the monsters have lost their faith and fear, and disappeared one after another.
One day he will disappear. The reason why he still exists is probably because people in this world still like to lie. They lie with a smile, they lie with tears, they lie to friends, they lie to relatives.
He is born of lies and lives on fear.
However, without the fear of humans, the day when he disappears probably won’t be too far away.
But he was unwilling to accept it. He was unwilling to accept it!
These Christians who had offended the local faith were unforgivable. He wanted to smash the church and the welfare home that believed in Christianity. Those children would surely become hateful pagans when they grew up, so he would let them become the nourishment of fear.
It's time for the world to feel it again——
Even if everyone is gone, even if he is the only one left.
It is also to make people remember, recall once again the fear they once had, and remember the fear of monsters.
The thousand-year-old demon capital, hundreds of demons roaming at night!
Chapter 191 Snow Monster
The huge snowman in front of the orphanage suddenly split in the middle with a crackling sound.
The sound is not loud, but it is very clear if you listen carefully.
Beidou, who was on guard in the yard, noticed the abnormality at the first moment. A black shadow taller than an ordinary man flashed by.
Beidou subconsciously touched his waist and found that he didn't have a TAC gun. Because he was wearing casual clothes at the time, he and Nan Xizi took leave to attend the concert and came directly to the welfare home. He didn't have any equipment or weapons with him.
He could only shout loudly to alert the people in the house.
The first to rush out was Shanzhong.
"What's wrong, Beidou!"
"The plastic snowman in the middle of the courtyard just cracked open and something seemed to have come out."
Beidou said as he looked around, it was all white and he couldn't see what it was at the moment.
"The snowman?"
He walked up to the snowman in the mountain. The snowman, which was taller than a man, had split in the middle. The middle was hollow. He leaned over and took a closer look. There was a little sticky liquid similar to animal body fluid left inside. When exposed to the cold air, it quickly solidified into ice.
Shanzhong broke it hard and thought it was a plastic snowman, but it was not. The shell of the "snowman" was more like some kind of eggshell.
"I see. Well done Beidou. Thanks to you for being alert this time."
Yamanaka pulled out his TAC gun. He was used to shooting with both hands, so he had two TAC guns specially equipped. He handed one to Beidou.
"Here, protect the children in the house. I'll go check it out."
"In the mountains, should I go?"
"What nonsense! Don't you know how many troubles you have caused? I am the senior. I will be satisfied if you can be more sober and protect everyone."
What people say in the mountains is always unpleasant, but he is always the first to rush forward when there is any danger.
Beidou wanted to argue a few more words, but Shanzhong's face changed slightly, he raised his gun and fired two shots in front of him.
The sound of the gunshot was drowned out by the whistling wind and the bullet missed.
"What is that, a giant iguana?"
"Can't see clearly."
Beidou was somewhat envious of Lingye, as the Light of Gaia seemed to have given him many abilities. However, Ace did not give his human body too many privileges. (Except for being able to jump three stories high and perform a graceful two-and-a-half-week mid-air rotation with Nan Xizi)
His eyesight and hearing are similar to those of ordinary people.
The monster was very fast. Yamanaka was a famous marksman, but the speed of his bullet could not catch up with the other party. Even if he confirmed that he was aiming before the bullet was fired, it was easily avoided after it was fired. In this case, no matter how good his marksmanship was, it was useless.
The monster was gray, about the same color as the snow, and it was hard to tell what it looked like.
"Bodou, you and Konno go guard over there in the house and don't let the monster get close to the child."
"But it's too dangerous for you to be alone."
"Listen, Beidou! I will call the captain for reinforcements. Now the monster's target is most likely the orphanage. Otherwise, the enemy would not have placed it in the courtyard of the orphanage. I heard that it was delivered by a guy dressed as Santa Claus. That is the enemy behind the scenes. This means that there are other enemies. Be careful in everything, understand?"
Yamanaka was right, and Beidou also believed that there were other enemies.
At the same time, he knew that Ling was probably going to look for the "other enemy". He didn't know if she had found him.
Ling did find it.
This person who calls himself a monster is indeed a monster. He is unwilling to reveal his real name, as it seems that it is taboo for monsters to reveal their real names.
He is not an alien, but also a member of the Earth.
Monsters can be considered as enemies of humans, after all, they are always like this in stories. They create terror, chaos, and even feed on humans. It is natural for humans to be afraid of monsters. Since the birth of humans, they have been afraid of the night, and the fear is engraved in their bones.
But why is he so sad?
Can monsters be sad too?
"You know, in the Heian-kyō era a thousand years ago, when night fell, we monsters were the masters of this land. Humans could only curl up and tremble at home. Even the Onmyoji didn't dare to be enemies with all the monsters."
Hundreds of ghosts are parading at night, all the way from Luocheng (Sheng) Gate to Zhuque Gate. Ghosts and monsters are marching all over Zhuque Street. Living people avoid them, but ghosts are rampant.
No one dared to stand in the way of their team, not even the Son of God, not even Abe Haruaki. During the day, Heian-kyō belonged to humans, and at night, it was their world.
"Of course you don't know. What do you aliens know?"
Now, he is the only one left.
Snowkilan, the former snow girl, was also in a daze, and only the residue was left. He made these residues into monsters, and before disappearing, let them make a big fuss.
Let humans see that we once existed on this earth!
It’s not a story or a legend, it really existed.
Shanzhong fired again, and this time he saw the monster clearly. Its body was silver-white, breathing in the wind and blizzard, like a monster incarnated by the wind and snow.