After over-consumption of 5t5, I became the mother of the nine signs of the cursed fetus

At the end of the year, Fanye finally learned from Liangmiansu Nuo that she had only three years left.

There is a sense of dust settling.

"You won't lie to me, will you?" Fan Ye stared at the lazy "beauty" suspiciously, and her hatred and anger were almost shaken by her beauty.

"People say that the more beautiful a woman is, the more she will deceive people."

Su Nuo doesn't care about the gender change, "My promise is always valid."

A promise to turn her into a curse spirit?

You don't have to.

The two talked about the two-faced pagoda again. Su Nuo didn't know the purpose of Wang Ye, but he didn't think it was to please him like others.

He was a little curious.

"Ten meters have been built, and soon there will be 30 meters, 50 meters, and 100 meters. Have you seen the world from such a high place?"

"Ah, I saw something called a world map."

Damn, God can't talk.

Two-faced Su Nuo didn't care about anything, she didn't believe it, and couldn't make a crack.

Lu Ye is not discouraged, he used to be a human being, he must have human bad roots.

At the end of the year, the stupa on both sides rose to 110 meters.

In September of the following year, 200 meters.

In March of the following year, 270 meters.

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As the two-faced pagoda continued to rise, the life of Wang Ye kept slipping away, and soon she was lingering on the sick bed like Guiwu Tsuji.

On the contrary is the increasing wealth, and now she has stood at the top of the world pyramid.

She is the food fairy in the world's catering industry.

She single-handedly built the Eternal Lady of the Diamond Empire.

She is the fairy godmother to Lady Pearl, queen of fashion trends.

One of the founders of modern science and medicine.

Renye Karasuma, the world's richest man and investment god in the 20th century, is the only teacher.

The top [-] (documentary) beauties on the silver screen.

The eternal beauty god in the hearts of neon people.

Creator of the Miracle Tower.

The most enigmatic woman in modern history.

Everyone in the world has seen the scene before her death. It was the first day after the Miracle Tower was completed. Thousands of square meters around it were occupied by construction sites. There are two pagodas.

She wore a scarlet dress and came to the top of the tower.

The top of the tower is covered with the strongest gun/powder barrels at that time.

In 188x, the black-and-white footage failed to see what she ate, and then she played "Fate" alone on the top of the tower. Accompanied by the passionate music, the explosive barrels were detonated in unison, and the ground was collapsing. She stood still.

The world's tallest wonder, which had just been completed, was crushed together with all its owners.

The pagodas on both sides collapsed in an instant, and it is said that a large amount of explosives were placed on each floor.

No one knew what she was doing.

This legendary figure with immeasurable wealth and magical beauty has become an immortal legend together with the Miracle Tower.

100 years after the death of this beauty, the Japanese government and the chaebol family jointly funded the restoration of the two pagodas.

Also known as the Two-Faced Pagoda, it has also become the most prestigious building in Kyoto.

The tower is full of portraits and photos of this stunning beauty of an era and several generations to come, most of which were donated by the rich man Karasuma Renye, donated by the Ubuyashiki family, and successively from private collectors Buy at a high price.

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"These photos and portraits are almost all from the last three years of Ms. Wanye's life... This immortal beauty will stay at the age of 27 forever," the tour guide introduced to tourists from all over the world with emotion.

Among the crowd was a black-haired boy who had sneaked in without buying a ticket, about twelve or thirteen years old, listening to the lecture given by the tour guide with great interest.

"Did she die alone?"

"It's definitely not," there was an admirer of Ms. Fanye in the crowd, who immediately jumped out to object, "She must have died in love with someone...Damn it! I'm so envious!"

Tour guide: "Our country has a special love for death since ancient times. Scholars who specialize in the study of Ms. Banye claim that after 1880, the suicide rate of Neon has increased year by year. There is a certain relationship between death and the disillusionment of life. Even Ms. Wanye who had everything people wanted was able to die resolutely, and those desperate people may be inspired by it."

Dazai, a runaway boy, couldn't stop nodding. When he was in his hometown, his father always locked a precious photo in the room and watched it repeatedly. No one from his mother or brothers could enter that room.

He was curious.

He taught himself how to pick a lock, and sneaked in one day when his father was away. He saw countless portraits drawn by his father, each of which was scratched by a knife.

He thought viciously, his father wanted to draw the beauty of an unspeakable lady, even if he painted it very realistically, it was not enough to make her walk off the paper.

When he was playing in his father's secret room, his father came back. The angry father beat him up and locked him in a small black room.

His brothers asked him what he saw, but he mocked them badly for not having the guts to go in.

Now he has finally escaped from his hometown!

He lingered in the [-]-story Miracle Tower, and met a short man on the top floor. This short man was an adult but not as tall as him. He stared at a pair of emerald green cat eyes and argued with the tourists who walked with him before that the lady was not a martyr. "Are you all idiots? She looks like she is fighting!"

"You are the fool! There are only scenes of her playing the piano and dancing in the video, where is the enemy, there must be a limit to making up random things!"

"What Master Ranbu said is true. Since the enemy cannot see, there is only one truth—the enemy cannot be seen!"

The man snorted, "That's enough, there must be a limit to idiots, don't you believe in the existence of demons?"

"Of course demons exist!"

The people around shook their heads and turned away one after another. No one wanted to argue with the innocent and dreamy young man. Luanbu who was struggling in the goldfish bowl was not feeling well anymore, obviously what he said was true.

On the restored rooftop are the remains of a piano, covered with a glass safe, melted finish, carbonized wood, fragments of goblets on the keys, and a whole intact wine bottle, which is the most valuable in the world The bottle of Neon, an unknown winery, became famous for it.

The owner of the wine shop had a father who was addicted to alcohol when he was young. By chance, he learned how to make wine. Restoration experts used modern technology to capture half a line of poetry engraved in the wine bottle, "The bright moon is like my heart".The letter produced by the posterity also has the seal of Ms. Wang Ye, who named the first batch of wine from Purgatory Winery - Mrs. Xiangshe.

There are less than ten bottles of this batch of wine left in the world. The Kaitou Kidd has missed several times, and his status in the world is not guaranteed.

Kidd didn't understand why a liquor seller was so good at beating, and he was almost captured alive.

Just as Osamu Dazai was going to take a look at the edge of the roof, he was suddenly stopped by the green-eyed little vagrant, "Did you run away from home? You don't have a place to live, right? You've spent all your money, right? From the Miracle Tower?"

Osamu Dazai: Even though he is a stray, he is very smart.

"I was also kicked out of the school, but a kind person took me in. Would you like to go with me? I heard that the owner of that house likes beautiful boys under the age of 14,"

"Sounds like a strange place."

"Yeah, the leaves will move by themselves, and the broom will also move by itself. No one cleans it but it's always clean. Do you want to go?"

"Is it a haunted house?" Then he must be going!

Osamu Dazai never imagined that the place that the little wanderer mentioned turned out to be the largest shrine in Kyoto... the back mountain of Inari Taisha...they came to a dilapidated shrine along an inaccessible forest path. The vermilion gate wall has faded for many years , the traces of the last renovation have long since disappeared.

"It's so dilapidated." Osamu Dazai looked around, "Why is there such a dilapidated small shrine in Inari Shrine?"

Edogawa pinched his waist in random steps, very proud, "Haha, that's because the god here and Inari God were friends a long time ago."

"Then why is it so dilapidated here?"

"Because God disappeared."

"There is only a lonely envoy and a god living here."

"The god who lives here is not the original one, but a new god." His short and short hair reflected the rays of light, "Although I didn't believe it at first! You will know soon after staying here."

Osamu Dazai was very curious and stayed.

At night, they slept in the shrine, under the weathered statue of the god, who couldn't see the original face clearly, lit a bonfire in random steps, and warmed themselves by the fire wearing old quilts.

This is too difficult!

Why is it necessary to live so hard with Edogawa Ranpo's mental power? Osamu Dazai thought.

Moreover, the shrine is ventilated everywhere, so it will be very cold at night.

"Where did the quilt come from?"

"The gods lent it to me." Edogawa Ranpo said as he pulled out the roasted sweet potatoes from the fire and distributed them to Dazai, and the two peeled the sweet potatoes by the fire.

Soon it was late at night, and Edogawa Ranpo was already sound asleep, but Dazai Osamu did not feel sleepy at all. He had never slept on such a hard floor with straw mats, and besides the fire, it seemed like he was going back to sleep all at once. To the Warring States period.

His thoughts were confused, until one or two o'clock in the middle of the night, a light wind blew in, Dazai closed his eyes, and heard the rustling of footsteps.

The footsteps were very light, like some kind of small animal. Osamu Dazai sketched the appearance of the small animal in his mind, maybe it was a squirrel... No, it was a little bigger than a squirrel, a wild cat?

He opened a slit of his eyes, through the moonlight coming in through the hole in the roof and the unextinguished bonfire, Dazai clearly saw a fox with a human face, or a little boy with open ears and a big fluffy tail on his buttocks, About five or six years old, it is generally yellow in color, with some black and white hairs on the back of the ears and the tip of the tail.

This kind of fox with different colors is called miscellaneous fox. It is a kind of fox that can't be seen on the stage. Therefore, it is not favored by hunters. The chance of survival is much higher than that of white fox or red fox and black fox.

Let's say it's a monster... Osamu Dazai thought.

He watched the little fox use all four feet to climb the mountain steps, and first ran to Zhengxiang's little wandering Luanpo who was sleeping sprawled, and tucked him the four corners of the quilt. The fox was so frightened that its tail fur stood up, and it landed on all fours, ready to run away at any time.

... Edogawa Ranpo should not be able to see him.

Osamu Dazai predicted it.

Otherwise, with his brain power, he would definitely find that "someone" sneaked over at night.

Is this fox the god Edogawa talked about?

No.

It's an angel.

Osamu Dazai's brain spun rapidly and made a judgment.

It's just that using this kind of weak miscellaneous fox as an envoy... the gods here are really pitiful.

Presumably there is no supernatural power.

Maybe it's about to die out.

If Edogawa Ranpo's judgment is correct, this fox has already changed the god it serves.

Poor little thing.

It's about to lose its second owner.

The little fox, who was sure that Edogawa would not wake up, turned around and prepared to leave, but before leaving, he had to add firewood to the bonfire, and then use his weak spiritual power to ensure that the firewood would burn until dawn.

As soon as he turned around, he saw a person lying on the other side of the campfire!

A strange human being!

This time not only the tail hair stood up, but even the beard came out, standing on end.

"Who is this guy?"

"Are you injured with a bandage?"

"This guy Luanbu brought it back?"

"It's very difficult to take care of him alone! It's really going to cause me trouble!" The little fox added firewood to the bonfire indignantly, digging out his instinct to avoid humans, and then he remembered that humans couldn't see him.

After adding firewood, the little fox cautiously moved in front of Osamu Dazai, breathing almost onto his face. Osamu Dazai felt his face was wet and itchy, but did not respond.

He pretended so well that the little fox didn't realize that he was actually awake.

"There is no bloody smell, what bandages are on, really."

Although the little fox looks timid, his temper is unexpectedly violent. He is wearing very old rough linen clothes, only gray and blue. Because of the age, many places are worn very thin, both inside and outside. A few patches, the technique of the patch is also very rough.

He sewed it himself.

Osamu Dazai judged.

At this time, footsteps came from outside the dilapidated shrine again, "That guy is back! I can smell him! Don't let him run away!"

"Go and block the fox hole at the back door!"

"I heard that guy raised a human! What a strange guy. He was despised by monsters and envoys and can only be with humans, but that human has no spiritual power and can't see him at all!"

"Did you see his clothes? Worse than sackcloth for mopping the floor."

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

Several figures in the bushes outside the shrine jumped quickly, and after a while, they landed on the front, back, left, and right sides of the shrine, and even squatted on the roof.

They are all foxes who are about the same age as the little foxes. Their ears and tails are red, black, and yellow, and they have no miscellaneous hair.

Do foxes also have pedigree discrimination?Osamu Dazai thought boredly.

The little fox ran around in the small shrine like an enemy.

I don't know how to look good.

"That guy is at least 150 years old, and he's still that old. It must have something to do with him being a fox!"

"It doesn't have to be a fox, maybe it's a descendant of a skunk hahaha!!!"

The foxes outside the house laughed, and one of them rushed in a few times and knocked down the little fox, grabbed the tail and picked it up.

"Hey, skunk, let's see if you're still running."

"Let go of me! Baga Fox!"

"You still dare to scold me?"

The one who caught the little fox was a ten-year-old human-sized monster.

Inari Shrine really has a lot of foxes... Osamu Dazai thought.

"Why are there two humans?"

Osamu Dazai felt the gaze of several eyes.

"You guy, this dilapidated shrine doesn't deserve to appear in the Inari Shrine!"

"Lord Inari God gave this to my family! You have no right to dismantle it!" Even though the little fox was caught by the enemy, he fought back without any weakness.

"Didn't the god you served long ago die out?"

"I, I, I... There is a new owner here! It's just still sleeping! It can't be dismantled!"

"You said yes, but I said no. Inari God has long since ceased to appear in the human world. The envoys of the Inari Shrine have never heard of a new god here. I think you just want to rely on it." You must have lied at Inari Shrine!"

"Not."

The big black fox said: "You're still lying... Hey? It's not you talking... Scary!!!"

At some point, one of the human beings stood up tall and looked at them with a smile.

That smile didn't reach his eyes, and he really didn't have any affinity.

All of a sudden, all the foxes raised their tail hairs, like a prickly ball, and swished all of them to the back of the statue, behind the pillar, under the steps, behind the door panel, on the beam... The big black fox was still holding on to it when it jumped up. The mottled-haired little fox, and Edogawa Ranpo was also awakened by Dazai Osamu's voice, he looked around thoughtfully, and soon pouted his mouth higher than the mouth of the oil pot.

hateful!Why can't he see it!