My golden finger is not right

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Abuna often said that I was the strangest human being he had ever seen in his monster career.

In fact, I also want to change a few words of this sentence and send it back.

Because as a big monster who once "dominated" the kindergarten for many years (it is said), its first appearance is strictly speaking quite interesting.

That was the second month I had just entered kindergarten, and it was scorching hot.In the countryside where the power system is not yet perfect, round fans have become a common summer product.

Watching the little devil in the same class stumble and use the small tuanfan under the guidance of the teacher, as an IQ who can crush all the students in the same period, it is a good way to opportunistically.

My opportunistic trick was to sneak into a cool, deserted room behind the kindergarten.

Compared with the kind of education in the city that wants to tie the children to the side, the country's laissez-faire is quite to my liking.As long as you have to stay with the teacher obediently during lunch and after school, you can appear anywhere in the kindergarten at other times.

Except for the run-down room behind the nap room.

The person who said this was the current child king of our class, Yamashita-kun.

A few days ago, with the electric toys his father brought back from abroad, he successfully defeated Mr. Sawada, who is very good at playing marbles, and became the new king of kids in our class.

When he shared the stories he had heard from adults with others, I, who was sitting nearby reading a book, also listened to him by the way.

It is also because of him that I know such a "summer resort".

Although when he mentioned this house, he explained it in the tone of telling a horror story.

Carefully bypassing a few little boys pretending to be housewine, I quickly found the house favored by the ivy.

Although the house was locked with big chains, the gap between the two doors was just big enough for a child my age to get in.

It will be locked with a lock, usually a terrible secret.

In other words, because nozuonodie was educated not to be too curious, I didn't even want to observe the situation inside through that gap.

I looked at the locked door and sighed, and wanted to turn around and leave, but a creepy feeling suddenly spread down my back and spread all over my body.

"poopoopoopoo..."

Something dangerous is approaching.

My mind froze a bit because my mind was so full of escape thoughts.

Fortunately, my intuition quickly gave me an instruction - go in.

Then the next moment, I got into the gap on my hands and feet.

I covered my mouth and tried to slow down my breathing, because I could feel that the thing that terrified me just now had arrived outside the door.

If it is too loud, it will be detected.

My intuition didn't hurt me. Although it wasn't sure if there was anyone in the room, it really didn't come in.

Even just bending down to take a peek at the interior of the house.

Just fumbled around the house for a while and left.

It wasn't until the weird "poopooo" sound completely disappeared that I breathed a sigh of relief and completely collapsed on the ground.

If I didn't guess wrong, the thing outside the door just now was probably Hachisha-sama. In the strange book I once read, it was considered a very aggressive monster.

So if nothing else happens, this year will be a "bad year" for Hachisha-sama to find a companion.

I calmed down a bit, only to find that the place where I am now is an abandoned infirmary, inside which there are decent medicine cabinets, and even the iron frame bed has not been removed.

But what caught my attention the most was a mirror hanging on the wall.

A mirror with an obviously wrong style.

The wooden frame extends with intricate decorations like branches, outlining a diamond-shaped mirror surface.It looks very special and tall.

But it's too clean.

The kind of clean without any dust.

This is extremely inconsistent with the cobwebs and thick dust everywhere.

More importantly, when I glanced at the mirror, I could clearly see that the person reflected in it was obviously not me.

Just when I realized that the mirror on the wall was not quite right, and wanted to leave quickly, a burst of cheerful melody to a bit silly music rang in my ears.

Then the next moment, I saw something clearly in the mirror—a teddy-bear-like thing with a mosaic on its face.

It's like when you watch a horror movie and see the climax, and when you feel extremely tense, you suddenly find that the horror scene in it is made of special effects for [-] cents, and the sound effectist obviously absent-mindedly added an overly cheerful sound like "X Apple". music.

You'll just be forced to laugh out of breath by this sudden reversal, without the slightest bit of fear or discomfort.

So the next moment, I was very rude and laughed.

My unreasonable playing of cards obviously stunned the thing in the mirror. With a mosaic face on it, it said to me a sentence that I still remember: "This kid must have been scared stupid by me... "

This is my first encounter with it.

Sometimes I often think that if I am not so bad that I am hated by God, then I am lucky enough to be blessed by God.

Because with my new birth, I seem to be endowed with some special abilities.At least as I learned from him later, this extremely terrifying-looking monster is just a Teddy with a mosaic in my eyes.

It's a pity that the little thing in the mirror doesn't know this, and it will only have an expression of shame and indignation like "this must not be my problem" when I obviously lose face.

Well, strictly speaking, this is really not its problem.

After I calmed down my sense of humor, it was no longer seen in the mirror, and it never appeared again until I left the room.

It’s just that the erratic music in my ears tells me that it is probably still hiding behind the mirror, secretly watching my every move.

On my way home, I noticed yellow paper with strange symbols on the doors of every house.Later, after asking Ms. Huizi, I found out that doing this is a custom that has been passed down here for many years-that is, at the end of February every ten years, every household must paste this special yellow paper on the door to pray for good weather, and During this period, it is best to go out with multiple people, so that good luck will not miss everyone.

From this point of view, although the horrific facts have long been covered up by time, the methods of coping have unexpectedly been retained.

After all, it is better to think of it as a beautiful wish than to know that it is to drive away dangerous monsters...

It's a pity that although Hachisha-sama couldn't enter the room, he didn't return to the place where it should stay.The occasional hallucination-like "poopoo" sound reminds me that it is still wandering in the countryside, looking for a favorite companion.

For many days after that, I would take the book to that abandoned room to read in the kindergarten, not because I was not afraid of being alone, I would meet Mrs. Hachisha here again, but from that strange book I knew that this world Although ghosts are prevalent, each monster has its own territory and rules, as well as its corresponding strength suppression.

Obviously, the monster in the mirror is stronger than Hachisha-sama, and this room is probably the sphere of influence it controls.

So staying in this house where monsters live is actually the safest way right now.

Of course, in return, every time I leave, I leave a triangular onigiri behind, and always come back the next day to find the onigiri gone.

Since there are no wild cats around here, I can only guess secretly that my existence is probably acquiesced by it.

The only regret is that every time I look in the mirror, what appears in it is my own appearance.

It's like what I saw and heard that day was just my dream.

But I could always feel that I was not alone in that room.

The author has something to say:

Baidu results: Hachichi-sama is a Japanese urban legend. Just like the name, it is uniformly described as a tall woman with a masculine "popopo" smile. According to different records, it seems that different people see different clothes. For example, what some people see is white mourning clothes.People who are deceived by Lord Hachisha will die within a few days, and children are usually easily deceived.

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