i lied to the whole world

The monster in front of him opened his mouth wide open, and the storyteller knew he couldn't escape, so he sighed and closed his eyes.

The pain never came.

The storyteller opened his eyes hesitantly, but found that he was no longer where he was.

"Yo, are you okay?" Hua Piao waved her hand in front of him with a playful smile, seeing that he didn't respond, she tilted her head, "Are you scared out of your mind?"

"Ah, Xiaosheng... Xiaosheng is fine." The storyteller came back to his senses before realizing that he had been rescued, and bowed to Hua Piao in a daze, "Thank you very much for your helping hand."

"Huh? I didn't save you. Although I'm not reconciled, my illusion has not been able to confuse so many big monsters," Hua Piao pouted down, "No, look."

Only then did the storyteller realize that he had landed behind an eaves at some point, and the monster below unknowingly held up a figure exactly like him, and tore it to pieces on the spot. The smell of flesh and blood stimulated other monsters, like flesh Pieces that fall into the piranha nest are generally eaten by monsters.

The big demons are not very interested in this kind of primitive activity, only Kidomaru seems to feel some strange evil spirit, but there are too many evil spirits mixed in the hundred ghosts, he can't tell the difference at all, even shaking his head care.

After the monsters blocking the way were eaten up, the team of all ghosts continued to move forward.

The storyteller saw the appearance of 'himself' being exhausted by time sharing, subconsciously swallowed, a trace of fear emerged in his heart, he could even smell the lifelike smell of blood at the tip of his nose, if he was not standing here by himself, he would definitely be deceived .

At this time, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly found a figure standing beside him, and he was so frightened that he almost jumped up on the spot.

"Don't get excited, be careful to be discovered by the monsters below, this time it will really tear you apart." Hu Sheng Xing Luo pressed his hand on the storyteller's shoulder to calm him down.

"Yes, you saved me? Thank you very much." The storyteller bowed quickly.

"It's nothing, it's just a matter of little effort." Husheng Xingluo ignored Hua Piao's eyes full of "Look, I knew you would protect the monster" behind him, and asked, "Do you have any plans for the future?"

"Are you planning... probably to leave Heianjing," the storyteller said bitterly, "Since I have been 'killed', I will definitely not be able to appear here again, and I will look for other materials again."

It's quite sensible, if he insists on staying in Ping'an capital, he probably won't be able to escape death.

But Husheng Xingluo saved him not just out of kindness.

"How far can you go for your story?" he asked suddenly.

The storyteller was confused: "What?"

Husheng Xingluo looked at this monster who was no different from a human being except for the faint demonic aura. Since he could calmly think about the fate of staying in Heianjing, he should also know that impulsively stopping a Hyakki Night Walk in progress can basically be compared with Suicide is equated.

And it doesn't look like the type of person who wants to die.

...Let's try it a little bit.

"I mean, if you could write the perfect story you have in mind, but it would cost you everything, would you?"

The storyteller was about to open his mouth, but was stopped by Husheng Xingluo: "Don't answer so quickly."

"Think about it"

"Killed, mutilated into ten thousand pieces, died without a trace, and fell into Shura Hell after death." Husheng Xingluo opened his eyes and looked at him. In his eyes, the illusion unfolded silently, and a demonic aura rushed towards the storyteller. People came and broke the bandages wrapped around his eyes, revealing the scars and a pair of dark eyes underneath.

The storyteller directly met Husheng Xingluo's eyes, and his sanity was pulled into the phantom-shaped Shura hell almost in the next second, as if someone had completely and deeply dissected him. He felt the deepest secret in his heart fully exposed under these eyes.

The storyteller was an ordinary storyteller before, of course he did not make any money, it was purely out of interest and his restless soul.

He was constantly looking for wonderful stories, and at some point he started to go deep into those dangerous places, and was killed by monsters.

It's massacre, the monster seems to like to taste the fear of human beings, in order to ensure that he can last long enough, he specially cuts the knife from a non-lethal place.

One knife one knife one knife one knife one knife

It was very painful, very painful, and the severe pain tormented him all the time. In the end, the storyteller couldn't make a sound, and his eyes were destroyed long ago, and he ushered in his end in the darkness.

"Eh? That's not enough, it's so boring."

It is said that when people are approaching the end, a lantern will flash in front of them.

However, it may be too painful, the storyteller did not see anything like a revolving door, or it may be that there is nothing worth looking back on in his barren life.

The only regret is that he has not found a story that satisfies him.

I don't know if this regret has evolved into a kind of obsession.

When he opened his eyes again,

The human storyteller is dead, and the one who survives is the ghost storyteller obsessed with witnessing wonderful stories.

Now someone asks him, are you willing to give your all for a wonderful story?

The answer, of course, is——

"That will be the happiest thing for me." The storyteller said blushingly.

Ah, he was born for this,

Hypnosis.

This is an ability that Husheng Xingluo has obtained before, but he rarely uses it, mainly because the strength of this ability is not strong enough, and it can only be used to deal with some ordinary people or weak monsters.

Because he doubted the timing of the storyteller's appearance, he specially used this ability to test him.

The results were unexpected.

This is really a treasure.

The last piece of the puzzle of the plan has appeared. Originally, Xingluo Husheng was still thinking about who would tell this fabricated story after completing the final stage.

The most suitable monster has appeared.

"What a weirdo, you." Hua Piao looked at the storyteller with interest while resting her chin, and suggested, "Do you want to join my Hyakki Night Walk?"

"You?" After the hypnosis was lifted, the storyteller recovered from that trance state, and gave him a surprised look after hearing Hua Piao's proposal, "It's unlikely."

Slider: "...Hi!"

"I can only die in pursuit of a wonderful story. Although the story of the little monster becoming the lord of ghosts is very inspirational, the possibility is too small." The storyteller muttered, "And this story...can't excite me, I need stories that get me excited."

"I came to Heian-kyo just to pursue wonderful stories!"

"How about we just throw this monster down?" Hua Piao suggested to Hu Sheng Xing Luo's ear.

"It's not good." Husheng Xingluo replied subconsciously, he still needs to use this monster.

He looked at the storyteller: "Can you describe your [Fear] ability in detail?"

The [fear] of monsters is their essence in a sense, just like the illusion of slippery ghosts and the freezing of snow girls.

And the fear of the storyteller made him very concerned.

The storyteller said without hesitation: "My ability is to tell stories. People will be attracted by my stories, and they will unconsciously immerse themselves in the stories... that's all." , but in the monster society where the weak prey on the strong, this ability is undoubtedly basically useless.

But Husheng Xingluo didn't think so.

Other monsters may not be aware of it, or in this traditional era, there is no similar concept of marketing.

Now there is only one way for monsters to become stronger, to become stronger by training yourself, and to control other monsters through strength, which is for Hyakki Yakō, and when their power reaches a certain level, the scale of Hyakki Yakō will also increase. The bigger it is, the more fear it will cause people, and the more [fear] will gather on the monster.

The essence of Hyakki Night Walk in a certain sense is that there are many monsters and powerful people. The more monsters there are, the more people are afraid. The more feared, the more the reputation of monsters will be spread, and the monsters will become stronger. It's very simple. reason.

And the monsters that have formed a powerful force will naturally become the masters of the world's demons and monsters.

In other words, the current brain circuit of monsters is actually, become stronger - control the group of ghosts - famous - stronger - the master of ghosts and monsters

But in fact, there is a simpler way, not to become strong first and then become famous, but to become famous first, and then borrow the power of human fear to become stronger.

The Hyakumongatari group in the later era is like this. They created ghost stories from scratch, and then let monsters slaughter humans, and spread the legend more with the help of terror. In a sense, it can be regarded as an innovation in the way of becoming stronger. .

But after Husheng Xingluo saw through the nature of monsters and plundering fear, he had a strange idea.

The essence of [Fear] seems to fit well with marketing.

We all know that nothing understands marketing better than humans.

The storyteller's ability is weak at first glance. Not only does he have no attack power, but he doesn't even have the ability to assist and control him. What can he do?Do you have fun for everyone?

But Xingluo Husheng saw something frightening. He dared to say that if this ability is combined with the ability of the Hundred Story group in the future, it will be a perfect circular chain.

Tell stories to make it more attractive, and then spread in the modern era where entertainment is paramount, and more people chase ghost stories, then more and stronger monsters will be born.

The more attractive the story, the more and stronger monsters will be born.

Thinking carefully about fear, in a sense, it fits too well with the essence of monsters' fear. He can pull up an army of monsters by himself with a hundred ghosts.

Of course, the most important thing is that his ability will become an important part of Husheng Xingluo's plan.

The storyteller was uncomfortable with Husheng Xingluo's fiery eyes. After he got out of hypnosis, he didn't have that weird look of fanatical pursuit of stories, but when he remembered what Husheng Xingluo said to him before, he couldn't bear it anymore. I couldn't help feeling hot inside, and said in a low voice: "That, that, do you keep your word? Will there really be such a wonderful story?"

Hu Shengxingluo immediately showed a friendly business smile: "Of course, I promise, as long as you give everything to me, I will also present you an extremely wonderful story."