I survive in a high-risk world by writing essays

I remembered this incident.

And it was at the same time that Jiao reminded me that I, who had no sense of the surroundings before, suddenly noticed something while breathing.

It was as if the transparent film that had previously covered my perception was suddenly lifted.I didn't look back, but felt a familiar yet unfamiliar sense of being watched.

It was similar to the feeling of being watched before I discovered the reef, but it was stronger and more dangerous than that.

Like wet and sticky water vapor, it surrounded me with interesting and malicious gazes, as if they were going to penetrate my pores.

The light of the screen reflected on my irises dimmed, and at this time the movie had come to the end and began to broadcast information such as the starring director. The moment the screen went black, I immediately grabbed Yoshino's arm and pulled He ran in the direction of the exit.

The boy was taken aback, but after the initial stagger, he still managed to adjust his steps to keep up with me, and asked me during the run:

"Mr. Kuroshio, what's wrong?!"

"Don't ask, just follow me!" I said hastily, and ran out of the auditorium with Yoshino.

The long aisle outside the screening hall is also black, probably to create an atmosphere for watching movies.There will be a small yellow light every two or three meters. I identify the direction, turn around and run towards the exit without stopping.

There seemed to be something unknown moving in the darkness, making rustling noises. Yoshino, who was passively being dragged away by me, also felt the atmosphere of suddenly straying into a horror movie set, and became a little nervous.

The bright colored square in front is getting bigger and bigger, and it becomes the ticket outlet of the movie theater.

But there is not only an exit in front, but also two weird silhouettes swaying against the light.

As we approached the exit, the two shaky figures also spotted us and turned around wobbly.

I can barely see the appearance of these two figures... Although they are figures, there are actually very few parts that look like people in appearance. One of them has scattered fleshy wings on the back, and the upper body is very long. Its eight short legs support its elongated body.The other is like a bouncing ball, its chubby body occupies most of the aisle.

The first time I saw it, I subconsciously thought of reformed people in some heavy-mouthed movies and the like.

Those are two alien-like creatures, but I vaguely feel that the danger is not in these two aliens, but in another, worse, existence that has not appeared until now.

"Jiao!" Seeing that the exit was in front of me, I called out without hesitation.

The reef moved in response to the sound, and we reached the position near the exit first, and knocked the slender alien away. The slender alien was hit by the round alien, and a piece of the round alien was sunken.

Yoshino and I took advantage of this gap to sneak through the small gap next to the chubby alien.

"Keep running." I took a breath, and when I was about to run out of the cinema, I looked back at the aliens who couldn't stand at the two stations and fell into a ball.

Weird...that's what I can see.

Isn't it a curse?Or did I trigger the [close to death] buff again?

I only had time to think for a moment, then turned around and continued to run outside the cinema.The sense of staring and danger like tarsal gangrene did not disappear, but became more intense. I could almost hear the violent beating of my heart in my chest.

But my mind was surprisingly calm.

The moment I stepped out of the aisle of the cinema, my eyes turned from dark to bright, and the presence of sunlight outside suddenly became stronger. I subconsciously tilted my head to avoid the glare of the light, and was about to look left and right to confirm which way to run It was better, when suddenly I heard a soft and pleasant young voice from the left.

"Guest, did you enjoy watching the movie~"

...

[thumping]

This is the sound of the heart beating.

The moment I heard this voice, I felt a sense of darkness.

The source of that gaze, the source of malice.

Appeared.

I turned my head following the sound, and saw that the place where the conductor was originally staying was changed.

The person sitting here is not the middle-aged female conductor from before, but a person with blue and white hair, between a youth and a teenager.

The most eye-catching thing is the stitching marks that are displayed horizontally and vertically on the face, which can be viewed as a coordinate axis. There are also such stitching marks on the neck and other parts of the body.

The man put one hand on the table, resting his face and chin on his arm, swinging a metal watch in the other hand, with a wicked smile on his face.

I noticed that the metal watch was the same watch that the middle-aged female conductor had been wearing when she handed me the movie ticket.

"Yoshino, run to the right, just run." I didn't look back, and stared closely at the obviously wrong person.

Maybe it's not humans, but a curse.

This sense of danger and disobedience, as well as the human-like form, are obviously very different from the curse I encountered in Akihabara.Based on Xia Youjie's popular science during this period, I can more or less judge that this is not someone the reef can deal with, and it is very likely that he will not be able to run away.

"Mr. Kuroshio, this person..." Yoshino finally came to his senses, his eyes widened slightly.

This stupid kid doesn't even know how to run!

Facing the curse of the blue-haired and sutured face, I backed away a little bit, trying to let Yoshino run first again, but my eyes blurred, and the figure in the ticket booth disappeared. In contrast, a soft and pleasant voice appeared behind me .

"Then, first ask, do you think there is a soul or a body first."

"..."

"Flesh-body." I answered cautiously.

"Wrong answer! In any case, the soul is before the body, and the shape of the body will be affected by the shape of the soul." The voice behind him moved closer, with a falsely disappointed tone, "It's a pity~"

It's too close, far beyond the dangerous distance of the safe distance. At this distance, there is no time to react.

I made up my mind and stood here without making any easy moves, "I advocate materialism in which matter is primary and spirit is secondary. The origin of the world is matter, and spirit is the projection and reflection of matter. Since denying My claim is that consciousness determines matter, so I will present an argument.”

"Humans evolved from simple life, and they were paramecia at the beginning. If you say so, then is it possible that the soul of a human being is a paramecium at the beginning?"

I majored in human studies in college.

This is a major that explores the question of "what is a human being", which seems to be a dawdling subject.But in terms of research direction, cultural studies, psychology, philosophy, folklore, pedagogy and other things are included in it. If he wants to talk, I can still delay time by saying something based on what I have learned.

The debate between materialism and idealism can lead to the end of the world.

But although I feel that the other party is very interested in chatting, I don't know why there is no debate.

"It's so interesting, you're not a conjurer." The voice that had calmed down regained its interested tone, even a little whispered, "Ordinary people will die soon after changing their forms, but I will Be gentle with you~"

My nerves were tense for a moment, and I yelled at the same time as the other party's voice fell, and the sign standing at the entrance of the cinema fell down, temporarily separating me from the curse, and led me away from the original place.

In the next second, the magnified face with the corners of the mouth almost reaching the ears followed easily, and the hands with many stitches were stretched out towards my face.

high speed.

At this moment, an unknown object shot from another direction, hitting the blue-white hand that was sewing the face, and piercing a hole in that hand.

The other party stopped and shook his hand with a puzzled expression.

"It's really not that I feel wrong."

The sound came from the side of the road.

A man dressed in black and with a black hood on his head stopped by the side of the road on a bicycle, with his hands still folded in front of him, as if he had used some kind of trick.