[Silver Soul Earth Silver] Demon World Chaos-A Hundred Ghost Story

In the depths of the forest, the shoulder-length reeds are pushed aside, and the eyes suddenly open up.Where there are towering trees, there is only one river, the water is clear and bottomless.

Two little ghosts as big as palms took banana leaves to make a boat, crossed their knees, and muttered something.They have small gourds tied around their waists and braids on their heads, like porcelain dolls, very lovable.

"Hey, we're going to cross the bridge..."

They stood up and scrambled to run on the banana leaves.The leaf, which didn't carry much weight, moved forward steadily, and the edge of the leaf drew ripples, slapping the river surface, scaring away a few fish.

Speaking of which, there is no such thing as paddling. They sat on the banana leaves and drifted with the current. Fortunately, the wind is blowing now. If it is as usual, they who love to be lazy will be depressed for a while.One of them raised his head, looked at the bridge pier in front of him, and muttered softly, "I don't know if that one is here today..."

Their home is in the south of the forest. People say that it is strange for monsters to make a nest, but if they don't live together, there is really no place to go.There are too many residents in the demon world, and their reproductive capacity alone is very high. For this reason, other monsters specially wrote a petition and handed it to the leader, saying whether they want to control the production.

Whenever this time they are not happy.Hmph, when it comes to reproductive rate, aren't the ants the highest?

"Hey, we're going to cross the bridge..."

Knowing that his mind was drifting away, his companion raised his voice to remind him.

The bridge seemed to be older than them, with moss growing all over the bridge, sawdust falling off the bridge, and many scars could be seen.It has probably encountered violent storms, or lightning and hail, and the cracked gaps have hidden the wind for many years, and once it blows, there is a gloomy coolness.

They stroked the goose bumps on their arms, looked at each other for a moment, and found the same answer in each other's eyes.

There are people in the world, and a portrait of a woman must be pasted on the bridge. The woman is tall and beautiful, and she loves the bridge as much as her life.There are also people in the world. When a bridge is built, there must be a portrait of a woman. That woman likes to wear red clothes and guards the bridge day and night, just to catch a glimpse of her sweetheart.There are people in the world...

"Who is crossing the bridge?" It was the voice described by the world, clear and sweet, coming from the bridge.

The two of them sat on the banana leaves, thinking that it was really difficult to go out, and they encountered this after crossing the bridge for a while.One of them blinked and said loudly: "Little gourd monk!"

The voice paused for a moment, and then said again: "Didn't you drift in the gourd on weekdays, what are you doing crossing the bridge today?"

It seems that this is deliberately trying to embarrass them.So even if you are a monster, there are some existences that you don't want to deal with, and this is one of them.However, the gourd monks are too small to pose any threat.They were already prepared, but they were still frightened by the woman flying down from the bridge hole.

In addition to my own hands, there are also several pairs of phantom hands, no flesh and blood but bones, all white, with a few bugs scurrying there.Now these hands are playing the sky braids of the two of them, looking very happy.The man grinned his bleeding mouth and said with a chuckle: "It's rare to cross the bridge, it's a pity to just go like this."

Before they went out, they had to be together because they were timid, and two were better than one.But if they accidentally encountered this resentful monster, they were afraid that their lives would be lost.So, one of them lay down on the leaves and shouted: "Qiao Ji, we won't pass this bridge next time!"

Seeing the two little monsters trembling with fright, Qiao Ji suddenly became malicious.She picked up the banana leaf and tilted it. The gourd monk sitting on it immediately opened his arms and tried his best to keep his balance for fear of falling into the river.A few little bean washes sang "wash the little beans, catch people to eat, swipe, swipe..." and looked at them at the bottom of the river, their mouths were drooling, and it seemed that they hadn't eaten for several days.

The little gourd monk was anxious, and asked his companion, "Hey, why is Xiaodouxi in the water!"

"He has learned how to swim... Ah, isn't Qiao Ji even scarier now!"

The gourd monk then said unwillingly: "We are all monsters, Qiao Ji, if you want to attack, you have to attack humans too!"

Qiao Ji frowned, and snorted, "How many people have I seen since I moved to the forest? All the people coming and going are monsters. Who is responsible if my mother starves to death?"

They scratched their heads and said seriously: "You are dead."

Qiao Ji stared at them angrily, the resentment around her body rose from the previous light gray to a strong black, and her eyes sunken even more.She stretched out her hands, grabbed one of the gourd monks, raised her eyebrows and said: "Little guy, come into my belly, I will treat you well."

"Ehhh..."

The mantra of the gourd monks seems useless now, not even calling for help.The one caught in Qiao Ji's hands was thumping, and the gourd on his back fell into the water, and Xiao Douxi caught him straight.The one sitting on the leaf was so anxious that he jumped up and down, trying to grab the hem of the kimono of the woman hanging from the bridge hole.

There is a family motto in the gourd monk family, don't provoke resentful ghosts in everything.There is always a difference between a demon and a ghost. Although there are all demons and ghosts in Qiao Ji, if you encounter a ghost-like Qiao Ji one day, you will be in bad luck.Especially for ordinary monsters like them who are short and have no magic power, they are in great misfortune.

"call out--"

The sound of something falling into the water came from the right ear.The gourd monk on the banana leaf escaped the sound and looked over, seeing it with mixed surprises.I don't know when a man sat on the shore and was fishing. The fishing rod was probably picked up at random, and it was uneven, with small flowers blooming on it.There was no fishing rod tied with any line, and it just entered the water directly.

The fish in the water glared at the man angrily, and swam away one after another, ignoring the fishing rod without bait and not even the slightest standard.

The man propped his elbows lazily, his eyes were sleepy, and he seemed to have just woken up.He and Little Calabash Monk looked at each other for a while, the former tilted his head probably wondering who it was, the latter almost wanted to clap his hands and jump up.

"Ah." He noticed the fighting situation over there, and saw that the captured gourd monk was still fighting bravely, so he said lightly, "Good morning, Qiao Ji."

Qiao Ji panicked, her resentment was completely messed up.She let go of her hand, and the gourd monk who was still unable to breathe suddenly fell from the air and landed firmly on the banana leaf.His companion stepped forward to support him, patted his shoulder and pointed to the opposite side for him to see.

Qiao Ji lost her arrogance and arrogance just now, she walked from the bridge, walked up to the man and bowed her head.They are often asked who is the superior who commands all the demons and ghosts, and they never know how to answer.If you talk about the first glance, you will definitely feel that he is no different from ordinary people, with a lot of shortcomings, and he rarely stays in the resting place, but walks back and forth.

But after all, I have followed all the way, from that place before to the deep mountain now.

Seemingly guessing what she wanted to ask, the man chuckled to himself, "Waiting for someone."

Not far away, Yagi, who had just heard the story about Qiao Ji from the Snake Bone Woman, looked around and wondered, "Did I go to the wrong place?"

The Snake Bone Woman flicked her sleeves, "If any human can break in, this place should be smoked."

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