Urban Tales of Demons and Spirits

I did n’t know how far I ran until I was exhausted, and now I do n’t know when the monster will no longer catch up. ? Bayi Chinese text WYW? W ?. ㈧81ＺW. COM seems to be unable to enter this area, only unwillingly howling, and finally left.

I breathed a long sigh of relief and sat paralyzed on the muddy soil of the bamboo forest. There was only one thought in my empty mind: I was saved, I survived.

That's when I remembered. What happened to the cat whose mystery appeared and disappeared?

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April 16, 1961

The next day, I came to the bamboo forest again.

I thought and thought, how could an ordinary wild cat lead the way for human beings, and how that cat looked like a monster.

The thought that the cat I met might be a monster, I couldn't sleep at night. Since it is a monster, it is likely to hurt people, and as a spiritual master, I have the responsibility to find out.

That bamboo forest was still so cozy, no sound could be heard except the sound of the wind and the sound of bamboo leaves. But when I turned my head, a girl with a beautiful face was standing behind me, and those **** eyes seemed to be shining.

I was stuck for a while and forgot what I was about to say. She smiled at me.

Are you lost? —She said so.

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April 2o, 1961

After that, I couldn't restrain myself almost every day and went to the bamboo forest. Through the bamboo forest, passing a stream, near a tall bamboo, the beautiful-looking girl always waited there.

We had a good talk, she told me the funny things about the monsters in the mountains, and I listened with a smile. Of course, I did not tell her my identity, but only said that I was an ordinary mountain villager.

-Are you humans very hard? Occasionally, she would look confused and look at me curiously. I heard that human beings must do everything by themselves, food depends on farming, and clothing depends on weaving. Wouldn't you feel tired year after year?

It will be tiring, but human beings have families, men have wives and children, and they must work hard for their own families. Otherwise, one cannot live a happy life. I thought about it and answered her like this.

happy……? She tilted her head and wondered. We monsters have no family and rarely live with other monsters. However, I also have many friends.

friend?

Yes, for example, there is a charm in the mountain opposite, and I sometimes go to play with him; there is a wolf on the mountain in front, he often frightens people who pass by, hehe, but if he unfortunately catches up when his stomach is just hungry, more than that Scaring is so simple. And also, on this mountain, there is a mountain stream on the other side of the creek. Don't come over at night. If you hit him, there will be no good results.

She talked with excitement, but I listened hard. Because these monsters from her mouth, I am very familiar with them. These are all monsters that annoy the people around them and cause trouble. Some people have entrusted me several times, but because I couldn't find the monster's nest, I came back again and again.

I listened and smiled as usual, but secretly remembered the monster she said.

By the way, what else? I have a friend who is a hundred times better than them. She didn't notice it at all, and still spoke happily.

Who is that friend?

Nine-tailed fox. She showed a proud look. I know the real nine-tailed fox!

This was really surprising, and I hurriedly asked. Is it the nine-tailed fox of Qingqiu?

You know a lot. Yes, he lives on the mountain to the north. She stretched out her slim fingers and pointed towards the far north. Five miles from here, through a small river, around a mountain peak, under a huge old locust tree is the residence of the fox of the green hill. However, do n’t come near. The fox was so fierce that even the monster did not dare to approach him casually. If you go, you will surely be stung by him!

When she said that, I became interested. I took out paper and pen from my arms.

What kind of monster is the Qingqiu Fox?

She was more excited when she saw me holding a pen. It turns out that you can paint!

This day, I wrote and she narrated. We drew a lot of monsters together. Some are beautiful, some are ugly and scary.

She is so beautiful, so beautiful to deceive her for a second, my heart is suffering. But it was clear to me that I had to do it.

I am a blessing master, and the happiness I want to guard belongs to human beings, not monsters.

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April 22, 1961

I never went to her in the bamboo forest again.

I took those monster scrolls and, based on my memory, went to the place where she said to look for those monsters. Sure enough, the monsters that had caused me headaches were all found, destroyed or sealed by me. People who have been harassed by monsters thank me.

I rolled up those scrolls and put them with other monsters I had painted before. If I have offspring in the future and would like to inherit this unfortunate job, let them use it!

Obviously it was a big deal, but I couldn't sleep at night.

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April 3, 1961

After all, she found me. There was anger all over her, and her anger turned into a monster, and even the tiles on the roof were shattered.

She scolded and shouted in despair. Although there was an enchantment outside my room, if she was in a rage, she could rush in and twist my neck.

But she still didn't do it. He just muttered something and left like a ghost.

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May 14, 1961

Since then, I have never seen her again.

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The diary related to that cat monster is broken here. Looking back, it's all about recording other things. I was a bit shocked, and turned over the diary in front, and then looked up at Shi Yitong.

"How? Surprised?" Shi Yitong spread his hands and took the diary back. "When I just finished watching, I reacted the same way as you did. Grandpa didn't mention whether the cat demon was Jinhua cat, but He said he encountered it in a bamboo forest, so I guess it's not too close. "

"So ... the cat monster your grandfather met was a good monster? The cat monster regarded your grandfather as a friend and confidant, but the grandfather betrayed her ..."

"You can't say that." Shi Yitong shook his head in embarrassment. "For humans, there may be no such thing as a" good monster ". Grandpa is a spiritual master in the village. He was blamed by the monster. The monster that Grandpa destroyed was a good friend to the cat monster, but to the people in the village, it was a cannibalistic evil.