i lied to the whole world

First of all, to clear up the clues, to make people believe this lie is actually simple and easy to say, but it is also difficult to say.

The simple thing is that since Buddhism was introduced to Japan in ancient times, there have been countless and detailed records about hell, but the difficulty is that modern people do not believe that there really is hell.

Moreover, the Lengche of the Ghost Lamp is a daily drama with a hellish flavor. What do you mean, this drama is not like Inuyasha or Bungo Stray Dogs, at least it has the two connection points of the jade of the four souls or [book].

It is pure and unpretentious, showing the life pictures of people in hell, being tortured in various hells, what kind of punishment, the daily life of jailers and so on.

It is very trivial and has no key points. It can be called a documentary about life in hell, but even so, Husheng Xingluo still stubbornly circled a key point.

That is, all daily life revolves around hell.

[... Listening to what you say is like listening to what you say. 】The system made precise complaints.

'Don't make noise, I can only sum it up like this,' Fox Sheng Xingluo was depressed, 'this drama is too trivial, since it's about life, then we just let others believe that hell is like this. '

[How to make people believe it?Will there be a documentary? ] The system told a bad joke that wasn't funny.

'There is nothing more intense than love and hate, and nothing more impressive than pain. ' Husheng Xingluo smiled.

……

The woman entered the house with a star, and the name of Tamura was written on the door plate of the apartment. There lived Mie Tamura and Masakata Tamura, a couple, and a child.

Tamura Meihui closed the door, and after turning on the TV, Xingxing consciously sat on the sofa to pass the time. Meihui kissed Xingxing's forehead and went to the back of the kitchen to prepare today's dinner.

The lively and lovely dubbing of the cartoons on the TV, the smell of the food, everything is so warm, after Mei Hui cooked the meal for three people, she first put one portion out to keep warm, and then took the rest to eat with her son, during the Asking about the school situation from time to time, Xingxing repeated it obediently, probably because he was praised by the teacher for his homework today, but the boy at the same table was very annoying, so he bumped into him in physical education class.

"Where did you get hit? Were you injured?" Mei Hui's expression changed.

"No, I hid quickly." Xingxing raised his chin triumphantly, "He missed me, and was scolded by the teacher."

"That's good." Mei Hui breathed a sigh of relief, and stroked the boy's fine hair.

In the following time, Meihui finished washing the dishes and began to tutor her son's homework. Xingxing was only in the first grade, and the homework was not very heavy, but there were a lot of crafts that parents needed to do together. After Xingxing finished playing and finished, time It's almost 10 o'clock.

Meihui glanced at the time, her face changed slightly, she hurriedly pushed Xingxing to wash up, and went back to her room to sleep.

"Go to sleep, you have to go to school tomorrow."

"But I still want to watch TV."

"No," Mei Hui smiled awkwardly. She, who loves her son normally, refused without hesitation at this moment, "Hey, let's see tomorrow."

Xing Xing pursed her lips in grievance: "My mother promised to watch it after finishing my homework. The cartoon I want to watch will be broadcast at 11 o'clock, and it will be gone tomorrow."

"Then mom will help you record it and watch it tomorrow."

"Well, I really can't do anything about you." After being rejected twice in a row, Xing Xing insisted without losing his temper. He patted the back of his mother's hand like a little adult, turned around, changed into pajamas and climbed onto the bed.

Mei Hui put on her smile again and hummed softly beside the bed.

She didn't leave the room lightly until the boy closed his eyes.

As soon as Mei Hui closed the door of Xing Xing's room, she heard the sound of a key opening the door, her face changed.

"Uh, what broke the door." A familiar murmur sounded from outside the door, but Mei Hui did not let out a sigh of relief. Instead, a trace of nervousness and fear welled up in her heart, and she quickly stepped forward and turned the doorknob to open the door.

As soon as the door was opened, the strong smell of alcohol rushed into the tip of her nose, Mei Hui's heart sank, before she had time to say anything, the man slapped her on the face forcefully: "Why is it driving so slowly?"

Meihui's face hurt, her back hit the wall, she covered her face and couldn't make a sound for a long time. The man ignored her presence, walked into the house swaggeringly, and sat down on the sofa: "I'm hungry, hurry up and get some What to eat, hiccup."

Mei Hui quickly ran into the kitchen with her head down, heated up the previously cooked food, and served it up.

However, the man took a bite and spat it out, angrily pulling Meihui's hair: "Why is it so unpalatable, can you cook?"

"sorry Sorry."

"Is it useful to say I'm sorry? I work so hard to support you all. Is that how you treat me?"

Beating, scolding, throwing bowls, Meihui is used to these things, she thought about divorce before, but every time the man wakes up, he looks ashamed and hugs Meihui's waist and keeps apologizing, saying that he just I was confused for a moment, and I promise that I will never do it again next time.

However, once drunk, there will be a second time, and a third time.

The pressure of going to work, the scolding by the leader, and the friction between colleagues have accumulated on weekdays. During the day, I greet people with a smile, but when I go home drunk, I face my family with a different face.

I don't know when the man who smiled and knelt down on one knee to propose to her has disappeared, and now there is only a drunken demon.

Mei Hui huddled in a corner, trying to reduce her sense of existence, and waited until the man staggered back to the bedroom, and there was a snoring sound from the door, before she carefully cleaned up the broken dishes on the floor.

However, there was a pair of eyes that saw everything through the open door without knowing when.

The next day, Husheng Xingluo went to school with his bag. It was not necessary at first, but it seemed strange not to go to school at his age.

Just after getting off the apartment building, he happened to see the woman in front of her, holding a garbage bag in her hand, who seemed to be coming down to take out the garbage. He greeted him from behind, but he didn't expect the woman to almost jump up on the spot.

"...Ah, it's the resident who came yesterday. I'm really sorry, I was distracted just now." Mei Hui showed a weak smile and nodded to him.

"It's okay," Husheng Xingluo glanced at the garbage bag in her hand, and shook it, the gap was full of various medicines, "Are you okay?"

Mei Hui froze for a moment, smiled and shook her head.

"That's good, please take care of yourself." Hu Shengxing Luo nodded and walked past Mei Hui.

The high school he attended this time was Yokohama No. [-] High School. The difference was that this time there were no bad rumors. Other students didn’t have any special reaction to this new transfer student. At most, it was because of his excellent appearance. Eye.

During class, there was no sign of borrowing textbooks, because Hu Sheng Xingluo was well prepared, spread out the draft paper, and lowered his head to draw on the blank paper while the Chinese teacher was teaching on it.

Soon, the image of a young girl with a Ji-style hairstyle, a delicate and beautiful face like a doll, and blood-red eyes slowly took shape in his pen.

Hell girl Enma Ai.

This is the method he came up with after thinking about it. Nothing is more convincing than personal experience. What is the most distinctive feature of hell, of course, is the various punishments, so how to send people to hell?

At this time, what Husheng Xingluo subconsciously thought of was the drama called Hell Girl that he had seen in his previous life. If you name the person, you will see the hell girl, get a scarecrow, tear off the red rope on the scarecrow, and send the person to hell.

Hurting others will eventually harm oneself. The person who sent the letter will have an extra mark on his body after the person he hates goes to hell, and he will also go to hell after death.

Of course, this series does not specifically describe what hell looks like, and there are no tasks in this world in the fusion world.

It is similar to the urban legend lie that was once spread, but unlike that time, the hell girl is only used as a lead to lead out hell, and maybe even monsters.

…Shouldn’t there be any more curse spirits, as the system said last time, it’s just an extremely coincidental incident.

Oh, speaking of it, as a conjurer, Noumenon seems to have never exorcised a curse spirit by himself.

(Karazawa sneezes suddenly.)

Husheng Xingluo shook his head, and turned his thoughts back. The point is not the urban legend of the hell girl, but the introduction of hell, making people believe that the concept of hell exists, and how to simulate the effect of the hell girl...

Thinking about this, Husheng Xingluo was distracted by memorizing the notes of Chinese class, while constantly perfecting his plan in his mind.

In the blink of an eye, the get out of class was over, and the boy sitting at the same table as Husheng Xingluo patted him on the shoulder: "Hey, I will probably be your tablemate in the next three years. Please give me your advice. I am Sato Kazumon."

"Fox Sheng Xingluo, please give me more advice."

"Your surname is Fox? It's a very rare surname." Sato Kazumon looked strange.

"Yes." Hu Shengxing Luo twitched the corner of his mouth.

Needless to say, this name was also made by DIY. The other two vests and the body each came up with a word. Yes, it was so sloppy. He doubted that there was no such thing as a surname in Japan.

After a brief exchange, it was time for class again. Hu Sheng Xingluo rarely spent the day like an ordinary high school student. As soon as the bell rang when school was over, Hu Sheng started to pack his schoolbag when he saw a girl in his class rushing away. go out.

"Ah, that's Maki Asada, the No. [-] part-timer in our class. I heard that there are three part-timers a day, and they rush out as soon as class is over." Seeing that Husheng Xingluo kept staring at the girl who ran out just now, After a while, Sato, who was familiar with himself, said casually.

Fox Sheng Xingluo nodded. It is quite common for high school students in Japan to work part-time jobs, but this is the first time I have seen them working three jobs a day.

Is there something unspeakable about the economy?

He shook his head, didn't care about this kind of thing, picked up his schoolbag and went home.

Along the way, he was still thinking about the urban legend about how to build the hell girl.

At present, the vest of Husheng Xingluo only has the future vision that all vests can use, and the various basic psychic techniques taught by Tao in the past few months, which also means that he cannot be like a real hell girl. The same wide-scale spread, but to use the current combination of abilities to achieve the original effect, it is enough to be famous in a small area.

Japan originally had very detailed hell legends, or the Lengche of the ghost lamp itself has been further extended in folklore, so as long as some people believe in hell and search for various punishments about hell on the Internet, they should be able to Completion of fraud conditions.

But here comes the problem, he has only one person, unlike the Hell Girl in the original book, who has a team, how can he use the conditions at hand to achieve the process of sending people to hell.

He was thinking about it, when he happened to pass by the small park next to the apartment, a boy was sitting alone on the swing in a daze, Husheng Xingluo recognized that this was the kid named Xingxing that he had just met yesterday.

Husheng Xingluo looked around but didn't find the figure of the adult. After thinking about it, he came to the park and sat on another swing: "Stars?"

The little boy raised his head blankly, saw that it was Husheng Xingluo, and shivered subconsciously.

Husheng Xingluo: ...Wait, is it that scary?

"The big brother in the elevator yesterday..." Xing Xing left half of his buttocks off the swing, looking like he wanted to leave.

"Sorry for scaring you yesterday."

"Xing Xing is not afraid, Xing Xing is very courageous!" The boy sat back down again and said loudly.

"Well, Xingxing is very brave," Husheng Xingluo couldn't help but laugh, "Where is your mother, why are you sitting here alone?"

"Mom... Dad is at home today, and my mother asked me to come out to play by myself, but I can't leave the confines of the apartment building." Xing Xing pursed his lips, and Hu Sheng noticed that he was wearing an anti-lost watch on his wrist.

"... Isn't Xing Xing happy?"

"Well, mom has been crying at night lately." Xing Xing said lowly, "Mom said it was because dad was in a bad mood, so when will he be in a good mood?"

Husheng Xingluo could only remain silent. According to his observation, domestic violence will only lead to the abyss, and it is difficult to turn back.

He sat here for a while, and saw the woman he had seen in the apartment building rushing over, and saw that Hu Sheng Xing Luo was there, he was stunned for a moment, seemed to understand something, and nodded slightly at him: " Sorry to trouble you here."

"No, it's a neighbor anyway, and I just happened to pass by, and rest here by the way."

Hu Shengxing Luo's gaze swept across her right eye which was covered with a medical eyepatch, her smile paused, but she didn't say anything, watching Mei Hui take the child's hand and leave.

That night, he checked the information on the computer and began to prepare for the construction of the hell communication website.

The progress of Litao's side is also fast, and it is estimated that he will come over in a few weeks, but now he is alone, so the scale of hell communication should be controlled within a certain range at the beginning.

And, although it was inspired by the drama Hell Girl, it is impossible to copy it completely because of the different circumstances.

There is a very serious problem in the legend of the Hell Girl. Those who are resented will go to hell, but this method is easy to be exploited, because in this way sharks will not be convicted. Even if they go to hell after death, many people have The idea of ​​being lucky, or simply killing someone and then living happily through the days of life.

In fact, in the later stage of this drama, the hell girl did go berserk and was used by people with intentions. A large number of people disappeared in a city. No matter good or bad, as long as they are hated, they will all go to hell.

Sometimes while walking on the road, the friend next to me suddenly disappears. Is this scary?There are even people who are afraid of being sent to hell by others, so they simply act first. Sometimes it is really easy for people to feel resentment...

In fact, according to the rules of hell in the ghost lamp, living people are not allowed to go to hell, and all sins will be settled after death.

Therefore, Husheng Xingluo needs to change the rules of Hell Girl here a little bit, anyway, he doesn't integrate into this world.

Soon, the website was built according to his ideas, but not everyone could open the website. In the original book, people with deep resentment could log in, but here Husheng Xingluo couldn't tell who had more resentment, so he A Trojan horse was quietly buried in the website.

As long as there are people who log on to this website, Husheng Xingluo can obtain their IP addresses, and after he investigates with divination, he will decide whether to open it to them.

Although the efficiency of doing this is very low, it doesn't matter. It is not suitable for making troubles at first. Anyway, as long as he can see the hell girl, both the resentful and the resented will believe in the existence of hell. Simply put, to realize hell, he just has to It is enough to send people to 'hell' 250 times.

Hope the plan goes well.

After building the website almost as in the original book, Xingluo Husheng began to spread rumors about Hell Girl in various ghost talk forums.

At 12 midnight, just log on to a website called Hell Communication and write the name of the person who hates you, and the hell girl will help you make that person experience the pain of hell.Note 1

The author has something to say: Note 1: The fan drama "Hell Girl" is pretty good, but it is a little dark