The man was wearing a pitch-black trench coat, but he didn't cover it tightly, but opened his inner arms, and of course, the leather vest in his arms was also pitch black.

Looking through the brim of the hat where the rain was still dripping............ This man doesn't look very trimmed, his face is full of stubble that has not been cleaned much, and the corners of his mouth are still smiling.

"Why? Listen to you, this is your masterpiece?

'Well—a long time ago. ’

Strange, obviously in this rain, in this big thunder sound temple, in this barren mountains and mountains, there is only this man sitting on the stones.

But listening to his tone, it was as if he was talking to someone..................

"Oh, that's amazing————"

The uninhibited man's tone seemed to be very frivolous.

'Oops~!You're going to be shy if you praise people like this!!

Scold.

The man smiled slightly, facing the exaggerated voice that came from nowhere, but it didn't seem to be perfunctory, but instinctive.

He groped his way inward with his leather-gloved hand, as if trying to find something in the side pocket of his trench coat.

In normal times, there are a lot of things under this trench coat.

But now, all he wanted was the pack of cigarettes..................

"So what? What are we doing here now? Walking in the rain? It's romantic. ”

'Oops~ Now, let's check here if the owner here has any signs of returning. ’

The voice was not selling, as if there was nothing to talk about between the two, and there were no secrets.

It's like a very close friend, and it's like a partner in a big business.

"Who's the master here? Isn't it amazing? Didn't you make his house look like this?"

The man seemed indifferent to this, and after pulling out a cigarette, he fumbled for a lighter in his trouser pocket.

'Ah, you can't say that, the master here is a ruthless character, really! friend! I'm not saying you can't do it, and I don't mean to belittle you! But you have to believe me, you are a ruthless character, but compared to him............ It's still more than a little bit worse. ’

"Oh ~ that's it......"

The man's mood was a little lost, but in fact, his tone made it clear to the voice that he didn't care at all.

It's like a fart.

For him, there is nothing to care about............

Yes, exactly. ’

As long as the owner here is not there, we have no one to stop us. ’

If the master comes back, we have no chance of winning. ’

Stuck nails, stuck nails, the lighter seems to have some malfunction, and it has not been ignited. The man didn't seem to be in a bad mood, but he didn't get tired of enjoying the sound of the firing pin ignition.

Crisp and bright.

At the same time, he casually talked to the voice: "So powerful?"

This time, with the crisp sound of the fire, when the slightest spark appeared in the rain, the voice that had always been excited seemed a little steady, as if it was talking about something very serious.

Well, that's what it looks like, and everyone in the world can't beat him together. ’

Stuck in the nail, on the lighter in his hand, the sparks that had just burst out were scattered like smoke in an instant.

"It's horrible? ”

Hearing the man speak without much quality, the voice was once again mixed with a bit of sarcasm.

'Yes, yes, dear, that's what life is

Kind, unreasonable. ’

They will give you a hard time, and then set in front of you what you are destined to be unable to surpass. ’

'My dear, I don't have to explain more to you, you must know very well how unreasonable life is, especially ............ It's when it comes to some 'gods'. ’

Smack.

After the man heard this, he simply threw the scrapped lighter in his hand in the rain, and rolled to the half-faced Buddha statue in three or two clicks.

It seems that he remembered something, or that this speech had a slight impact on the man's heart.

He sat alone in the rain, surrounded by a dilapidated scene, and a little sorrow spontaneously arose.

Maybe...... He is also a victim of this unreasonable life, and of those 'gods'.

'My dear, why are you so downcast?' not like you, friend, it's okay, isn't it still me by your side?'

'I know you're not someone who feels lost about living this bullshit thing, dear, it doesn't matter to you whether you're alive or alive, is it?'

'What's the matter?' because I'm a little bit worse than him, so I feel lost? Don't worry too much. ’

Hum.

The man sneered, the corners of his mouth raised, and his gaze kept on the cigarette between his fingers.

The loss and sorrow just now are completely gone, and at this moment, I don't know what he is laughing at.

That's it, just laugh it off......! His existence, this situation may not even be predicted by the gods and Buddhas. ’

It's like a ridiculous fairy tale. ’

'The real monster is the man. ’

'And not !!! me'

In the drizzling rain, only this one man sat indifferently on the stones, motionless.

But judging from the intonation of the voice that came from nowhere, the voice must be very full of emotions and body movements.

And............ Listening to his tone, it doesn't look like a normal person is talking.

To explain it specifically............ It's more like a very old radio station, with strange echoes and a subdued tone.

"Monster...... Oh no, you're able to use that word. ”

After speaking, the man slowly raised his head and watched the rain fall in the sky, every drop was like a meteor made of water, crashing into the ground and falling apart. And it blends in with the dirty mud.

And only when he looked up, we could find that this man's eyes were not normal black, and the pupil of one of the eyes was actually red at this moment.

'Hee-hee, monster, it's a rare word, but baby, you have to believe me! that's the only word that can describe that man!'

'You, my friend, are terrifying and really dangerous!

Ticking, the rain fell on the red pupils, and the man didn't blink, but moved his eyes around.

'Because he's not a man!, that kind of guy is not only weird, but also like an object, and there is no better word to describe him than a monster!!'

"Vocabulary...... It's rare that you'll run out of words. Do you need me to give you a teleprompter?"

'Oh!friend!, I sincerely thank you for your help to me!really!!!, but I don't think I have much of a problem yet, thank you!'

The strange voice that came from nowhere was still strange in tone and intonation, but somehow, that one

High enthusiasm can make this lonely-looking man laugh..................

'I remembered the teleprompter!' Really, that man is a monster!'

'Look how awesome that monkey is, didn't he slap him to put out the fire?'

............ Monkey?

Whose business are you talking about......?

The man lowered his head, looked at the cigarette that had been drenched in his hand, and then at the lighter that had long since broken in front of half of the Buddha statue. I still don't feel very happy in my heart.

At the same time, the owner of the strange voice didn't seem to be very happy............

'Damn...... I'm starting to get reluctant again. ’

'I really want to win that guy once............'

At this moment, the Buddha statue in front of the lighter is already in a state of tears, and the rain is constantly sliding down his face.

But this man was still unmoved, and somehow, the quality of his trench coat did not seem to be ordinary, and the rain slapped on it, and there was no trace of wetness at all. Still dry.

"Is it God?"

The man questioned the voice who wanted a victory, the one who called himself a friend.

If you want to be stronger than who is weaker, it is best to ask the other party first.

............ The voice still didn't pick up its mood, and it sounded even more lost.

There is also a hint of noise in the sound like a radio drama............

'No, how could it be...... The man was very close to God, but God or something...... It's long gone. ’

'Since a long, long time ago...... There is no God in this world. ’

God........................

"Is there no god in the world?"

Yes, it's been a long time since then. A stupid x named Long Lingshan ruined the gods. ’

Tut.

The man smacked his lips and thought............ What does he mean by God?

Can you beat that kind of thing? Can you kill it?

At times like these, it would be nice to have a cigarette to refresh your mind and help you think.

But now is not the thing to think about these things.

Don't look at yourself talking to an invisible voice right now.

But since I 'came back', my mind has really cleared up.

It may be the right medicine, or it may be to fight poison with poison.

Now he knows what he needs to think about and what he doesn't need to think, and he can control what he wants to think.

"What about now, what are we going to do now?"

'Hee-hee-..............................'

In the pouring rain, the strange voice hissed.

God doesn't need to punish us. It just needs to make us live long enough for us to punish ourselves.

Now, let's wait. ’

That's what I'm best at. ’

After all, I've been waiting for a long time...... The end of the world. ’

In the red single pupil, in the reflected pool, the man in the burgundy dress was rubbing his hands eagerly.

It was a very boring task, but he seemed to be very excited about it.

Think about what you've done and what you're going to do next.

The joy that overflows is so much that people can't hold it at all............

Bang!