A Genius and a God Fell In Love

"You are not afraid?"

He asked subconsciously.

The little girl said: "Don't be afraid, my parents are very strict. When I made a mistake when I was a child, I would be locked up in a dark room, and sometimes driven to the mountain for the night... I'm used to it."

The man heard pitifully and frowned, "You are so thin, how can your parents bear it?"

"It's none of their business, I'm so naughty that always makes them angry, cough cough cough."

The man just wanted to say something, suddenly, he stopped.

wrong.

His face changed slightly, why is there no sound behind?

He turned around abruptly.

The mist shrouded in the distance, and the house on the top of the mountain was looming in the mist.

The mountain breeze was blowing, and weeds grew on both sides.

But the only player they were missing was missing.

The man grabbed Nangongnan's wrist abruptly, "Have you not noticed it?"

Nangongnan whispered: "...I'm stupid... I'm sorry."

The man gritted his teeth and shook her hand away, "Yes, old woman."

He quickly turned around.

It's gone.

Even the old man who led the way was gone.

He strode to the side of the road, trying to break a thick branch as a weapon.

Unexpectedly, when my hands were about to exert force, I felt itching in the palms of my hands, like living cartilage struggling.

The man's scalp numb, and the full moon poke out half of his head from the thick clouds.

The pale rays of light spilled across the mountains and illuminates the branches he held in his hands.

The branches were covered with dense white hands, they struggled and waved, mixed with the wind and groaned like weeping.

"Fuck!"

The man's pupils dilated in an instant, and suddenly let go of his hand.

He stepped back again and again, tripped over the bumpy mountain road, and sat on the ground.

Nangongnan hurriedly ran over, "What's wrong with you? Your hand...Did you grab the thorny branch?"

The man's hands were trembling, his palms were full of blood, as if he had been pierced by the prickly ash.

The blood beads leaked out, and the dense clusters were very scary.

He gasped, "...Many hands...Many hands grow on that tree..."

Nangong Nan frowned slightly, "I'll go take a look."

The tree with a crooked neck is not good-looking, and it dances in the wind with its teeth and claws in the moonlight.

But there are not many hands as he said, but there are many sharp thorns.

Nangongnan turned her head and said in a low voice, "It should be a pepper tree, you are wrong."

"No, it can't be wrong, there are many hands, densely packed, I will never read it wrong."

"It's a thorn, let me pull one for you to see."

The man opened his eyes in horror.

I saw the thin girl, raised her hand and broke a thorn calmly, and showed it to him in the palm of her hand.

The man backed away in horror, "It's a hand, you quickly remove it, it's a hand..."

"It's really a thorn."

The girl walked towards him with a thorn.

"Don't come over, don't come over." The man was already incoherent in fright. "It's a monster. The tree is a monster, a thorn, not a hand. No, the hand is not a thorn. The thorn you see is not real."

"Huh? Really?" Nangongnan stopped walking, frowned and thought for a while, stretched out **** and squeezed, "It does not seem to be like a thorn, elastic, like flesh."

"You quickly throw it away." The man turned his back, his panic eyes distorted.

He thumped his chest angrily, and whispered to himself, "It's crazy, why left me such an ignorant player. I knew there would be an accident. I must follow in the footsteps of Big Beard. He is definitely the most reliable. of."

"Don't be afraid, I will throw it away."

Nangong Nan's palm turned down, and the pepper thorn fell to the ground, and she walked back.

Suddenly, the sleeves tightened, as if being pulled by something.

Nangong Nan didn't even look at it, quickly drew the dagger from his pocket, and turned his wrist slightly.

A slight noise fell, and the thick branches were cut off by her.

Those little short hands with their teeth and claws were still not giving up, like a centipede, with their hands as feet, they quickly crawled towards her.

The corners of the girl's lips were not salty or light, and she lifted her foot neatly and stepped on it fiercely.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The weird and sharp screams were passed into the ears finely and densely.

Nangongnan was unmoved, and even stood on the stomped hand and jumped fiercely.

Step on the short hand and the branches into the soil, the kind that can't be buckled out.

Shorthand: I've seen someone cruel, never seen such a cruel one. If you have the ability, please show mercy to me.

When the man heard the cry, he turned his head quickly, "What are you doing?"

Nangongnan had innocent eyes: "There was a big centipede that wanted to bite me, and I trampled to death."

"..."

"Come here, let's find someone else. If I guess right, we should be in a misty illusion."

Nangongnan fluffed up her long hair, and made up a kick before leaving.

Shorthands: ...If you have the ability, don't make up for it.

The girl turned back and stepped on her foot again.

Xiao Shan's hands crooked:...Ah~ I'm so dead, you're cruel.

The mountain breeze howled, the wild grass swayed from side to side.

The moon appears and disappears, and the hillside covered by white mist looks like a ghost in isolation.

Every breath of a living person is out of place here.

"Brother Beard, did you say that we are in the mist, or are others in the mist?"

It was the woman who had punched the thin tall man before.

Somehow just now, there were only three of them left when I turned around.

The woman was not too scared, just a little annoyed to be trapped with that stinky cock.

The thin tall man sneered: "If it wasn't for you, a violent woman, who had nothing to look for, would we have an accident?"

The woman stared coldly, "Isn't it your mouth smelly?"

"you!"

"enough."

He said coldly, "You two are still going through it. There is already a problem and you are arguing leisurely."

The man is strong and tall, with deep brown eyes exuding cold air.

Just like a fierce beast in the jungle, it makes people fearful.

He looked at the two of them and said, "I will tell you clearly in advance that I am not a good person. I will do whatever it takes to win the game. If anyone hurts me, even if I die, I will let that person be me. Padded back."

After speaking, he strode away.

The thin tall man and the woman glared at each other, and walked aside, without speaking any more.

As the night gets deeper, the mountain breeze gets stronger and stronger.

Under the pale moonlight, weeds and dead trees danced like demons, and they pierced their ears with the howling sound of "ghost crying wolf howling".

The thin tall man accidentally stepped on something, and he staggered and almost bumped his face full of back.

"what's happenin?"

Hu turned around and asked.

The tall, thin man tore down the withered vine from his ankle and threw it into the grass, spitting, "What kind of ghost do you pretend, who will scare you in the middle of the night."

"Let's go."

The three of them continued to walk forward. What the thin tall man didn't see was that there was a cyan mark on his right ankle that had just been entangled by the withered vine.