Ultraman’s War

In the vegetation-rich mountainous area, a winding mountain road surrounds the mountain, but the three- to four-meter-wide road is covered with lush vegetation on both sides, almost covering the drainage canals.

This secondary road is located in a remote place, connecting a small town with the Tokyo metropolitan area. There are usually few cars passing by, let alone pedestrians, but today there is a man staggering on this road. Walking. The black windbreaker on his body was dirty and greasy and muddy, and the hem was stained with a lot of grass clippings, which looked particularly embarrassing.

Mizulu Mujin also hobbled along this winding road. He didn't know where he was going, just walking so mechanically, the memory in his mind was still a little confused.

Most of his clear memory is a long time ago, but the recent memory is very fragmented, almost impossible to connect, like a smashed wooden board, no matter how you put it together, there will always be missing parts. .

However, these fragmentary memory fragments let Mizulu Mujin also roughly understand the situation since this time, and can only use one word to describe that is to do no evil. In his memory, he didn't want to die and was afraid of death, so he plunged into the darkness under the temptation of power, but after that, his temperament changed drastically, even as if he had changed.

Constantly using various methods to arouse the anger and fear in people’s hearts, destroying each happy life, and then enjoying their pain and anger to the fullest. That makes Mizulu Mujin feel scared himself, not at all. I dare to believe that it is myself, it feels like a vertical puppet, even if my thinking is controlled, I feel that I think so, so I take the initiative to do it, and try my best to achieve my goal.

"Is my life vertical?" Mizulu Mujin also stopped, and squatted down with her body shrinking. His dirty face was horrified. His eyes were extremely disturbed and he looked around, feeling like he was living. Truman's world is normal.

His location is on the edge of a winding mountain road. On the left is a steep slope. Three meters below it is still a winding road. The small villages and towns can be vaguely seen further away. Houses are located in the countryside. On both sides of the highway, outside the village are large tracts of fields, and the village is surrounded by hills of varying heights.

Obviously it is an extremely beautiful mountain village scenery, but in the eyes of Mizulu Mu Shinya, everything looks so unreal, it is completely designed. He even wondered whether the scenery he saw was just a picture, whether his current thinking was really what he thought, or whether it was still imposed on him by others but he thought it was his own. Just thinking.

One by one speculation lingered in Mizuromu Shinya's brain, making his messy brain even more overwhelmed, and began to faintly aches again, so Mizulu Mujin couldn't help raising his hands and holding his head, but the pain in the brain But it didn't reduce the slightest, but it became more and more intense. Familiar and unfamiliar images quickly passed through my mind. A crimson Y-shaped light suddenly appeared in the dark world, and then my eyes flashed. It became a bustling high-rise building, and then it seemed to have entered a memory vortex. Mujin Mizulu also had the feeling that his brain was about to explode, and he couldn't help crying out in pain.

"Uncle, are you okay?" A young girl's immature voice came to Mizulu Mujinya's ears, making Mizulu Mujin startled. The pain in the brain receded like a tide, and he slowly raised his head. A little girl who was about eleven or twelve years old stood in front of him, wearing a school uniform and carrying a red schoolbag on her back, with two twist braids hanging on the sides. She looked cute but there was no smile on her face.

Golu Mujin also looked at the expressionless girl, but the little girl's happy smile appeared in his mind. The smile was so happy and brilliant that people couldn't help but feel infected and happy.

But now the happy smile on this immature little face is gone, I am afraid there will be no more in the future, the unforgettable scary memory is like a shadow, even if the memory is erased on the surface, but the midnight dream time is still Suddenly think of that hellish scene.

"Did I do this?" Mizulu Mujin also showed a sad expression on his face, lowering his head to face the little girl with no face.

After the little girl stood there for a while, she took the schoolbag behind her back in her hand and opened the schoolbag. She took out an apple and a box of milk and handed it to Mizo Lumu Shinya. Her tone was flat and without any emotion. Said: "You must be hungry, this is for you to eat."

"Give it to me?" Mizulu Mujin also raised her head and looked at the thing in the little girl's hand~www.readwn.com~ After hesitating for a while, the little girl took her schoolbag back and continued along the mountain road. Walking up the mountain, this section of the road is uphill and it is very difficult, but the little girl is struggling to walk up the mountain step by step.

Golu Mujin couldn't help standing up and shouting to the little girl, "Where are you going? Your home should be down the mountain. What should you do on the mountain? It's dangerous."

The little girl stopped, and then turned to Lu Mujin behind her and said, "I'm going to find a wooden house, a wooden house in the forest."

"Why look for it?"

The little girl shook her head and said with a trace of confusion: "I don't know, but I often see it in my dreams. It took me a long time to find this place. I want to go there and see it, maybe I can think of something."

"Why do you want to remember?" Mizuro Mujin also lowered his head and muttered to himself: "It must be painful to think of it, but if you forget it, it will become easier and happier."

"I don't know, I don't know why?" The little girl shook her head, then turned her head and continued to climb up the mountain along the highway. The small figure was very inconspicuous compared to the big mountain, but she climbed step by step. This unattainable mountain.

Golu Mujin also stepped forward and followed the little girl. The two of them walked silently along the road towards the mountain in tandem. The mountain road was winding and slanting, and it stretched towards the mountains. With.

It didn’t take long to go up, the little girl stopped, looked around blankly, hesitated for a long time before walking towards the forest beside the road, following the path between the jungle and stepping on the green grass. Walked towards the depths of the dense forest.

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