A winding road winds around the mountainous area, but the three or four meters wide road is covered with lush vegetation on both sides, almost all of which hide the drainage canals. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This secondary highway is located in the middle of nowhere, connecting a small town to the Tokyo metropolitan area, and it is usually rarely passed by cars, let alone pedestrians, but today there is a man staggering down the road. The black trench coat on his body was dirty and full of grease and mud, and the hem was stained with a lot of grass clippings, which looked particularly embarrassing.

Mizoro Mujin also staggered on this winding road, he didn't know where he was going, he just walked so mechanically, and the memory in his mind was still a little confused.

Most of his vivid memories were from a long time ago, but the most recent memories were incomparably fragmentary, almost inconnected, like smashed wooden planks, no matter how they were pieced together, there would always be missing parts.

However, these fragments of memory have given Mizoro Mujin a general understanding of the situation during this period of time, and it can only be described in one word, that is, no evil. In his memory, he didn't want to die and was afraid of death, so he threw himself into the darkness under the temptation of power, but after that, his temperament changed dramatically, and even seemed to be a different person.

Constantly use various ways and methods to stimulate the anger and fear in people's hearts, destroy a happy life, and then enjoy their pain and anger, so that Gou Lu Mujin himself is afraid, I can't believe that it is myself, I feel like a puppet of ** vertical, even the thinking is controlled, I feel that I think so, so I take the initiative to do it, and I have to work hard to achieve the goal.

"Is my life ** longitudinal?" Mizolu Mujin also stopped, his body shrunk and squatted, his dirty face was filled with fear, and his eyes looked around extremely uneasily, feeling as if he was living in Truman's world.

He was on the edge of a winding road, with a steep slope on the left, three meters below which was still a winding road, and in the distance he could faintly see the small village and town, with houses on both sides of the country road, and large fields outside the village, surrounded by hills of varying heights.

It is obviously an incomparably beautiful mountain village, but in the eyes of Mizoro Mu Shinya, it is like an illusory smoke, everything seems so unreal, it is completely designed. He even wondered if the scenery he was seeing was just a picture, if his current thinking was really what he was thinking, or if it was still something that someone else had imposed on him was just his own thinking.

One by one, speculation lingered in Mizoro Mujinya's brain, making his already chaotic brain even more overwhelmed, and began to ache faintly, so that Mizoro Mujin couldn't help but raise his hands to hold his head, but the pain in the brain did not reduce in the slightest, but became more and more intense, and a familiar and unfamiliar picture in his mind quickly slashed, and a crimson Y-shaped light suddenly flashed in the dark world, and then it became a bustling high-rise building in front of his eyes, and then it seemed to enter the memory whirlpool. Let Gou Lu Mujin also have a feeling that his brain is about to burst, and he can't help but cry out in pain.

"Uncle, are you okay?" A little girl's immature voice came into Mizoro Mujinya's ears, making Mizoro Mujin also stunned, the pain in his brain receded like a tide, he slowly raised his head, a little girl about eleven or twelve years old stood in front of him, wearing a school uniform and carrying a red school bag, two twisted braids hanging on both sides, looking very cute, but there was no trace of a smile on his face.

Mizoro Mujin also looked at this expressionless girl, but the happy smile on this little girl's face came to mind, how happy and brilliant that smile was, people couldn't help but be infected, and their mood was happy.

But now the happy smile on this immature little face is gone, and I am afraid that there will never be one again, and the unforgettable horror memory is like a shadow, even if the memory is erased on the surface, but when I dream back at midnight, I will still suddenly remember the hellish scene.

"Is this what I did?" Mizoro Mujin also had a sad look on his face, and lowered his head to face the little girl without a face.

After standing in place for a while, the little girl took the schoolbag behind her back in her hand, then opened the schoolbag, took out an apple and a box of milk and handed it to Mizoro Mu Zhenya, and said in a flat tone without a trace of emotion: "You must be hungry, let's eat it for you." ”

"Give it to me?" Mizoro Mujin also raised his head to look at the things in the little girl's hand, hesitated for a while before taking it, the little girl re-loaded her schoolbag and continued to walk towards the mountain along the mountain road, this road is an uphill walk is very difficult, but the little girl is struggling to walk up the mountain step by step.

Mizoro Mujin couldn't help but stand up and shouted at the little girl: "Where are you going? Your home should be at the bottom of the mountain, what are you going to do on the mountain? ”

The little girl stopped, then turned to Mizoro Kijinya 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 hint of confusion: "I don't know, but I often see it in my dreams, I have been looking for a long time to find here, I want to go there to see, maybe I can think of something." ”

"Why do you want to think about it?" Mizoro Mujin also lowered his head and muttered to himself, "It must be painful to think about, but if you forget, 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 along the road towards the mountain, the small figure was very inconspicuous compared to the mountain, but it climbed the unattainable mountain step by step.

Mizoro Mujin also took a step behind the little girl, and the two of them walked silently along the road towards the mountain, the mountain road winding and sloping, extending towards the mountain range little by little.

It didn't take long for the little girl to stop, look around blankly, hesitate for a long time before walking towards the forest next to the road, following the path between the jungles and stepping on the verdant grass towards the depths of the dense forest.