In cos, the post-dimensional wall is cracked

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After playing with Dazai in the snow for a while, I went back to my room to change clothes.The good clothes were soaked by snow water, so I had to change them again.

After breakfast at the hotel, we went outside to ask if there were any unusual things around, such as people missing for no reason or rumors of ogres at night.

Originally, if I still wanted to have ghosts, maybe I could cheat first, and then get paid.But one sentence from Dazai made me give up this idea: "Ghosts are so poor that they can only eat people secretly instead of buying people to eat. How much do you expect him to have?"

Although Dazai's words are reasonable, I can't help but refute: "Don't treat people as if they are called pork, and buy and sell at will. And stealing and buying, for ghosts, they will definitely choose to steal!"

Dazai chuckled lightly: "Chuya, don't you think that people are just a so-called commodity? In the final analysis, people are just a reference to creatures. As long as there are enough benefits, people become commodities."

I know that's not the case, but I can't find anything to refute it for a while.I sighed and said, "Dazai, be optimistic once in a while."

Dazai shook his head with a frivolous tone: "The people in the slums are commodities, and the people in Yoshiwara are also commodities. People are like this. There are differences in status and status. Those who are high are people, and those who are low are commodities. It's not that I am not optimistic, but That’s the truth, that’s the way the world is.”

I slapped Dazai on the forehead with a slap: "Don't take a bite out of each product, what you say is like a villain's declaration, shut up, you. Sometimes you should have some hope, the world is not as bad as you think, you open your eyes Take a good look at the protection of the companions in the slums, and the mutual support in Yoshiwara. No matter what, they are all working hard to survive, as long as they still hold the hope of life and their human nature is immortal, they are still human beings, not commodities."

Dazai curled his lips and said, "It's hard for me to live with hope!"

I looked at Dazai and said, "Dazai, you promise me one thing."

Dazai looked at me suspiciously and asked.

"Don't die on your own."

Dazai was taken aback for a moment, and then said with a smile: "What, Chuya, aren't you embarrassing me? I am Dazai!"

I don't want him to skip this sentence and stare at Dazai: "Dazai, promise me."

Dazai's smile froze on his face, like wearing a funny mask.

I sighed in my heart and said to him: "At the same time, I also assure you that I will die behind you and will not leave you alone."

Dazai's lips moved, and he was silent for a while.

I couldn't see Dazai like this, and said, "Just let me live longer, can you not die so early?"

Dazai exhaled lightly, and said with a playful smile, "Chuya, are you going to die for love with me?"

"Sacrificing love!"

Dazai pursed his lips and muttered: "Obviously Chuya said so, doesn't it mean that if I die, you will die with me? Isn't this a martyrdom or something?"

I rolled my eyes: "I mean I died after you! Don't talk too much, give me a promise!"

Dazai said unwillingly: "Yes, I promise not to die without authorization. Really, Chuya, this is too difficult for me! You are depriving me of my dream!"

I cut it and said, "Dream shit! If you can't live, just look at me, as long as I'm going on, keep going, and one day you'll find reason and meaning. I promise you .” After speaking, I looked at Dazai seriously.

Dazai looked at me, and suddenly said something inexplicable: "It's so bright, it's really warm light."

Light?What light?

I turned to look at the sky, the sun?

I was a little angry, but fortunately I was still so serious, so Dazai's thoughts went to the sky.

Dazai suddenly looked at me seriously and said, "Chuya, you really are not human."

???

I shouldn't have talked to Dazai too much.

grass (a plant)

"However, I seem to have found the reason and meaning, right?" Dazai said these words in a very soft voice, as if he was about to float in the air.If it weren't for my good ears, I might have missed it.

I looked at Dazai suspiciously and said, "Why do you look like a mackerel floating in the air? Isn't it great that you found it?"

Dazai shouted: "What kind of expression is the mackerel floating in the air! How could such an expression exist?!"

I pointed at Dazai's face: "It's your expression just now."

The corner of Dazai's mouth twitched slightly and said, "Let's inquire about ghosts first."

Ha, it's rare for Dazai to be so speechless by me, he's a little happy.

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We inquired along the way, and finally found out that a family living at the foot of a hill next to the town had traces of being haunted by ghosts.

Dazai and I first went to visit that family, and I acted as a bodyguard, standing behind Dazai and watching him chatting with the owner of the house. At first, the owner of the house looked at us like liars, but gradually passed and When Dazai talked, he became convinced of us.

Such a powerful mouth, I can't help admiring it.

The owner of this house is Masahiro Murakami, and the person being harassed is Eko Murakami, his youngest daughter.

I noticed that there were some wisterias planted in front of Murakami Zhizi's house, no wonder she was still being harassed by ghosts, it turned out that these wisterias temporarily saved her life.But it seems that it won't last long, the traces of the ghost breaking in are getting closer and closer, and it will take a few days to completely break in and slaughter.

Masahiro Murakami invited us to stay for dinner and stay here at night to catch that nasty villain.The head of the family who was troubled didn't know that his house had been targeted by a ghost, and he simply thought that it was a villain who coveted his daughter's appearance.

After Dazai and I had dinner, we stayed until the usual ogre appeared.We hid in the shadows in front of Murakami's house, waiting quietly.

I yawned boredly, and urged that nasty ghost to come quickly in my heart, so that I could settle it early and go to bed early.

Just as I was whispering in my heart, there was movement from the wall.A thin black shadow slid along the wall from the outside to the front of the house, sneakily.

After reaching the ground, the black shadow slowly began to swell, taking on a human form.He walked slowly towards the house, and I could even hear his spit splattering on the floor.

Kind of disgusting.

I twisted my neck, ready to see how the special power of this world is.

I came out of the shadows and used gravity to fix the ghost. I thought the ghost would break free immediately and fight me, but I didn't expect it to be so useless, and it was fixed on me. No matter how hard I struggled, I couldn't struggle. Disappointed.

Isn't this too weak? !

I stepped forward to look at the appearance of the so-called ghost, just as the moon broke free from the clouds and gave me light.

As soon as I looked up, I was so ugly that I covered my eyes.

It's too ugly, isn't it? !

There are long fangs on the mouth, and saliva flows out along the teeth in puddles. The eyes are blood red, and the eyeballs protrude outward, as if they are about to fall off.The limbs are twisted like twists, and there are many cracks in the skin, and the bloody texture can be seen through those cracks.

Isn't this ghost called a ghost because it looks like this?I thought of the ghost king. To become the king of this kind of ghost clan, he must look even more brilliant.

I tried to imagine it, and shuddered, how ugly it was.