I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

The extraordinary system of this world seems to be based on the shrine maiden's prayer as the core, such as the enchantment, Lu Kizuna and Hongye rushed out of the fog and returned to the mountain trail full of torii gates.

The fog was still circling on the top of the mountain, like a beast. Lu Bian even saw the ups and downs of the fog like breathing, but most of the fog quickly gathered up and disappeared soon.

The gleam on Hong Ye's body disappeared, she coughed for a while, spit out a few mouthfuls of dark blood, turned her head and saw that Lu Bian was already lying on the ground.

"cough cough, cough cough"

Lu Bian kept coughing, the sound was like tearing his throat. This persistent and violent cough was enough to make the muscles in his back cramp. He curled up into a ball. When Hongye approached, he saw Lu Bian's eyes, nose, and mouth. The ears were all dripping with dark blood.

"Erosion is the erosion of filth"

Hongye did not expect that the Wajima Shrine here has been completely occupied, and even the witch in charge has died, which means that the shrine of Utashima is completely paralyzed. Facing the influence of the filth on the sea, the ordinary people on the island There will be no confrontational force.

No, maybe she should have thought that when she saw the monster mixed with flesh and blood rushing down the street, Hongye should have understood that the island had undergone unimaginable changes, but at the beginning, those who were responsible for the investigation carried out the rule of letting go. She relaxed her vigilance. After all, as a witch of Wajima Shrine, Momiji clearly knew how difficult it would be to control an island shrine.

She couldn't imagine in her dreams that the Wajima Shrine, which she was proud of, was so vulnerable in front of the mighty force who didn't know her true body yet.

But now is not the time to be entangled in beliefs, Hongye stretched out his hand and was about to use the purification technique to treat Lu Kan, when he saw the man's cough turned into vomiting, he bent down and spat out a cloud of filthy and pitch-black things. .

That thing slapped the palm of the hand and was startling, causing Hongye's eyelids to jump.

If it erodes to this extent, I am afraid that Lu Kian's life will also be lost.

When she took a closer look and tried to identify what internal organ it was, she found that the dirty thing was a mass of grass.

Just like a lump of grass eaten by a cow and regurgitated, that sticky disgusting thing is really a lump of grass.

Lu Bian vomited the second group, the third group, until he vomited the tenth group, coughing and vomiting, and the violent body tremors subsided a little.

Hongye saw that Lu Bian's arm was pierced by thorns, and he was climbing on the grass like an ivy. In his mouth, several branches hung like saliva at the corner of his mouth.

"What are you doing back?"

Seeing that the Miko suddenly took a few steps back, Lu Bian asked with a guarded gesture.

"Are you alright?"

Hongye asked in a deep voice, staring at Lu Bian slightly vigilantly.

This appearance has far exceeded the degree of erosion, and it is no different from those humanoid monsters that have been seriously polluted and alienated. If it goes further, it is probably the real filth.

Hongye has seen her parents, villagers she knows, and friends she knows become monsters under the contamination and erosion of that filth, begging her to kill herself desperately. , his own dream, the picture of people who lived an ordinary life and became irrational monsters because of the inadvertent passing of natural disasters.

Seeing Lu Bian's appearance at this moment, Hongye's heart was turbulent, but it was suppressed immediately.

"No problem, but unfortunately there is no sun now, otherwise it will be better faster."

Lu Bian said, and pulled out the branches from his mouth one by one. Those branches were very long, as if they were flowing backwards from the stomach, mixed with gastric juice and black dirty blood.

"Don't worry, I'm just an ordinary person, these are friends who help me with digestion, you know, just like chickens eat stones to help themselves grind their feed, turtles eat stones to help with digestion, that's the kind of thing."

He explained earnestly.

"You call this an ordinary person?"

Hongye glanced at the branches on the ground that were still trembling and crawling like worms.

"By the way, are you alright?"

Lu Bian remembered something and looked aside again.

This made Hongye take another half step back, because there was no one by Lu Bian's side!

"who are you talking to?"

Hongye asked immediately.

"My air friend, doesn't everyone on the island have air friends?"

Lu Bian asked back.

"Who told you that?"

A cold sweat broke out from Hongye's forehead. She pondered her words and looked at the void beside Lu Ban. With the power of the witch, she concentrated and was able to see the nothingness.

It was the silhouette of a person standing beside Lu Kian, not interested in the existence of the witch, just standing there.

"The air friend in Hedao is a kind of filth that exists in a strange talk. It usually comes from one of the twins who died early, or the obsession left after the death of a close friend. Its existence is itself a kind of pollution!!! "

Hongye saw that the outline beside Lu Bian suddenly changed.

It seemed to turn its head to look at the red leaves, and then grinned.

The mouth, split from the shoulder, spanned the chest and abdomen, and ended at the other shoulder.

It noticed red leaves!

===105. Your friend is amazing ===

For a moment, Hongye felt some kind of illusion of being stared at by predators. She saw that the air friend with a big mouth opened in her chest seemed to smell her own taste and came closer.

It was not moving with two feet, but like a teleportation, it came to a close distance in the blink of an eye.

For a time, Hongye couldn't move.

All he could see was the huge mouth that opened slowly approaching him.

Then, sticking out her invisible tongue, she licked the back of Momiji's hand.

The air friend suddenly became excited, jumped left and right, and licked the back of Hongye's hand again.

""

Hongye suddenly had a very strange feeling, she raised her hand and touched the position of the air friend's head.

Since the air friend's form is very vague, Hongye doesn't know where his head really is, and only hopes that there is no strange place inserted.

Immediately, Hongye saw that the air friend bent over meekly and rubbed his hand with his head that he could not see clearly, like a dog?

"sit down?"

Hongye couldn't help remembering what Lu Bian had said to him earlier.

The air friend immediately sat down obediently, his huge and hideous mouth opened and closed, as if he was sticking out his tongue.

"What are you doing?"

Lu Bian glanced at the red leaves strangely.

"Your air friends don't seem to be the same as anywhere else."

The red leaves were a little messy for a while.

Although she has not dealt with the events related to Air Friends, but according to the description in the dossier, the strange talk of Air Friends will be attached to the host, and then continue to absorb the life force of the host. Although it is invisible at first, it will gradually affect the host. Consciousness, in the end, the host will fall into madness and will be swallowed by the air friend, and the air friend will become a real bodily filth, and even replace the host.

But now?

What is this dog-like air friend?

And Lu Bian didn't seem to be able to see it yet. He should be an air friend in the primary stage, but the sense of oppression displayed was even more frightening than some powerful filth.

"Huh? Can you see him? Sure enough, the witches of Kazushima have such powers?"

Lu Bian suddenly became curious.

"Your air friend is, well, awesome."

Hongye pondered the words, and the air friend in front of her jumped up excitedly after hearing this sentence.

"Yeah, he sometimes talks to me, and can give first aid when I'm in danger. Speaking of what you can see from him, how does he look? He was exposed to the fog just now, I don't know if he was injured or not. ?"

Lu Bian asked with concern.

"he's good."

Hongye thinks that this air friend can beat three of her, which is very good.

"That's fine, hey, let's not talk about the air friends, do you have any clues about the fog just now, is it also some weird talk, filth?"

Lu Bian asked.

"Like a fog of uncertainty, but I'm not sure."

Momiji looked back at the shrine on the top of the mountain with a lingering fear.

Immediately, she saw a man in a witch costume standing on the roof of the shrine, seemingly looking at this side.

Hongye blinked, and the man disappeared again.

"Did you see it?"

she asked.

"This is very similar to the person I saw on this road. She is the witch of misfortune?"

Lu Bian naturally saw the same thing.

"It shouldn't be that Utashima is relatively remote and far away from Wajima Taisha Shrine. Candidates for the Son of God like us usually don't work here. Going back, there may only be one three or four hundred years ago."

Hongye thought.

"Then now we need to figure out a few questions. First, the priests of Wajima Shrine and the shrine practitioners are dead. Who are the shrine practitioners in Anxinyuan now? Second, what is the cause of the death of these witches? If it is the fog of uncertainty, where is the fog of uncertainty now, and finally, who is in charge of this island right now."

Lu Bian briefly summed it up, and he took out the bottle that had been filled with mist earlier.

There was nothing in the bottle and it looked like it was empty.

"This fog doesn't look like a fog of uncertainty."

In Lu Bian's field of vision, the system word did not appear, which means that he did not get the sigh of the Uncertain Mist, and the bottle in front of him was naturally not the Uncertain Mist.

He opened the bottle.

I waved my hand over the bottle, and there was no smell in the air, and there was no such weird particle-like mist, which naturally did not cause a burning sensation in the respiratory tract and lungs.

"Can you identify?"

Hong Ye was slightly surprised.

"It's just that the fog of uncertainty can be distinguished. I suspect that the fog is some kind of living creature, but it only takes the form of fog."

Lu Bian simply said something.

In the quiet place, the concept of "creature" has been greatly expanded. Plants and trees can grow wildly, and fog can also exist as a form of life.