"Am I not dead yet?" Obviously cunning and cautious are standing behind him, and it is not his style to show mercy to his subordinates in the face of himself, the white-haired and golden-eyed man named Makishima Seigo said in a complicated manner, regret and doubt.

There are trees all around, the towering trees are more than 100 years old, and the waist-length bushes tell the story of primitiveness and nature.

Makishima Seigo greedily sucked in the fresh air, and the serious injuries on his body seemed to be much better all at once. Gunshot wounds, knife wounds, plus bump wounds, complex injuries must have complex causes, due to excessive blood loss, Maki Island's face is a little pale, but he does not see the slightest sadness and loneliness. He pulled out his usual razor and cleanly shaved off the excessively long part of his hair.

"Oh oh oh, what did I find? A lonely human being. A rough and savage voice suddenly came from the right side of Maki Island, and the bushes were completely squeezed apart by it. Yes, it's not him.

He speaks of a gray wolf as strong as a bull, powerful enough to make people and ordinary people feel fearful, and it is precisely the smell of blood on Maki Island that attracts it. Not surprisingly, there will be more and more demon beasts that smell it, and those that are stronger than the gray wolf in front of them will also appear.

One side was seriously injured and weak, and the other side was high-spirited, but there was no trace of despair in Maki Island's eyes, but he was excited and surprised by the giant wolf's words.

"Hey, are you so scared that you can't speak, or are you born to be stupid?" The gray wolf said confidently in a mocking tone.

Makishima spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders and said in a flat tone that made the gray wolf angry: "It's just that I haven't seen such a big dog, are you wandering here to find me to be your master?" ”

The gray wolf is a demon, sexually tyrannical, Maki Island was in a hurry to make a move as soon as Makishima's voice fell, the wolf's legs kicked the ground and splashed dust, the whole wolf flew out like a cannonball, and the figure became distorted. But Maki Island did not waver in the face of this fatal blow, his eyes were as calm as ever, his breathing was steady, his heartbeat was steady, and he took small broken steps that were dexterous, and he moved out of two positions in an instant, and his right hand holding the knife crossed mercilessly like the pendulum of the clock, just against the throat of the gray wolf.

The razor was thin and sharp, cutting a person's throat as if it were nothing, but at this moment it was greatly hindered, as if it had touched metal, not only rubbing sparks, but also accompanied by a piercing screech.

The wolf is cruel by nature, and the attack that misses the vital point with a blow stimulates its bestiality. So, it roared, it roared, and the sound spread in all directions like ripples, and the wind pressure was so strong that Makishima, who had just pulled away, had to cover his head with his hands to prevent flying sand and rocks.

The gray wolf began to run, like gray lightning, and crossed more than ten meters in the blink of an eye, Maki Island gave up the distance, not only did not retreat, but rushed forward, meeting on a narrow road, and the only end of the fear was death. Martial? Martial arts? Makishima Seigo had never learned, and his movements were more like honed in a fight, doing whatever he wanted, not bound by moves.

In the life-and-death struggle, the gray wolf's eyes flashed with a hint of brilliance, this human movement is very similar to the same kind in the forest, every razor attacks on the most vulnerable part of its body, slashing through the throat, cutting through the abdomen, even the eyelids do not let go, and the irregular pace, it is impossible to predict the trajectory of movement.

But if you think you'll be able to beat me this way, you're mistaken.

"Whew."

The gray wolf's size is twice as fast, it can't be predicted, it doesn't matter if the attack is wrong, just a few more times, and the sharp claws slash across Maki Island's body a few times, taking away blood and vitality.

Is this the end of it? Maki Island's world has darkened, and it is not easy for him to hold on for ten seconds under the onslaught of the gray wolf, and it is nonsense to try to have a big record.

But why are you so unwilling?

Don't believe in fate, but can't imagine dying at the hands of someone other than cunning and prudent, only to be killed by an inexplicable wolf in an unknown place?

No, I don't like that.

With the final blow, Makishima Seigo half-leaned against the tree and threw out the razor with all his strength.

A streak of blood fell from the wolf's head, but the miracle did not occur, and the gray wolf was only scratched on his eyelids.

The body was weak to move again, and the shadow of death was approaching step by step, but Makishima raised his hand inexplicably at this time, and the dappled sunlight slipped down between his fingers after passing through the leaves, the sunlight in his eyes was not dazzling, but he was unable to open his eyes and look carefully.

The white-haired man in the sun, with his handsome and flawless face sublimated in the sun, like a holy son who greeted suffering, it is a pity that he is the antonym of the word in every sense.

At the last moment when he lost consciousness, he heard the female voice "stop" and the unwilling roar of the gray wolf, and then everything in front of him fell into darkness.

For the fourth time, **Temple stood in front of the recruitment sign with a blank face, and no one knows what he thought in his heart. After arriving in the earthly world, Marisa disappeared, and it is said that she wanted to go home to see her loot. He registered for the room alone, came to the notice board to look for a job, the initial was very smooth, his appearance won him a lot of extra points, and his strong work ability made him hire him on the spot.

But the good times did not last long, the population in the world tended to be saturated, and there was basically no need for outsiders to work, and his cold way of dealing with the world and his cold gaze were too unpleasant, especially in the human world that paid attention to human feelings. was fired three times in just 7 days, and I have to say that it is also a talent.

We have to change the way we do things, otherwise it will be difficult to survive the next winter with only that leaky earth house of less than 10 square meters.

Considering the specificity of this world, human beings are no longer at the top of the food chain, and they must be both wary and enthusiastic about strangers, and they must choose a personality that is more acceptable.

Limit search, data read, and activate alternate personality No. 3......

If a scientist who is proficient in the human body discovers the physical condition of the temple at this moment, he will definitely dissect and study him at all costs, because at this moment his brain is reading and writing himself with a calculation amount comparable to that of a supercomputer, and the data of every moment is enough to make ordinary people crazy.

And what he does is even more crazy, he changes his personality independently, changes fundamentally, each moment is different from the last, and slowly looks like another person, even if the appearance is exactly the same, the inner difference is like an ice hole and a warm current in the tropics, ordinary people can also see the difference.

The temple raised his head and showed a sincere smile, which was much more pleasing to the eye than the previous indifference of rejecting people. But he didn't look at the billboard again, and after wasting seven days, it was already difficult to get through a satisfying winter by regular means, and it was okay, but he had a better choice.

Behind the sign is a wall with a small door that is rarely entered, and it is also a place for people to work, but the employer is different from the outside sign.

Employers are monsters.

The address was also told to him by a youkai.

Gensokyo, the world created by the monster sage, the paradise of monsters, and there are inevitably monsters in the world. Of course, most of them are very intelligent, or less dangerous, in short, everything is under control. A small number of them are responsible for receiving the tasks of the yokai and publishing them in the human world, and each of them is paid handsomely.

However, even so, there are still very few people to take the tasks inside, monsters are monsters after all, the rules are far less binding on them than humans, higher income means higher risk, and half of the people who went to do the task did not come back, which can be seen in this cruel mortality rate.

Pushing open the small door that was hidden, ** Temple entered this deserted place, to his surprise that this place is not gloomy and terrifying, but very bright and bright, it seems that the builders here have a very accurate grasp of human psychology.

"...... here" ** Temple just expressed his opinion on this, the purple strange umbrella rushed up, the huge one-eyed looked at him with strange eyes, and the most terrifying thing was that the big tongue on the umbrella licked his face fiercely, sticky and cold.

"Wow, wow, wow!"

The shouts of the temple were mixed with the chuckle of a young girl.

"Cold human, today finally scared you." The girl held the umbrella behind her and smiled smugly.

Duoduoliang small umbrella, the funeral god of the umbrella, a girl with red and blue heterochromatic eyes and short blue hair, and also a monster who tells the **temple this place.

"It's scary." **The temple has palpitations, and at the same time feels a trace of sadness, the girl who was completely intimidating people has such a big change seems to be herself.

"Kuku, I've finally learned how powerful Lord Xiao Umbrella is." Xiao San was very proud, stuck out his tongue and made a grimace.

"Yes, yes, Lord Umbrella is the most powerful." **Temple helplessly, but it looks very useful.

"Come in." Although the changes in the ** temple were a little strange, the small umbrella did not ask much, and led the ** temple to the inner hall.

There are a lot of commissions, this is the first impression of the ** temple, there are dozens of power of attorney pasted on the billboard, according to the degree of danger grading, marked with red, yellow and green colors.

"There are a lot of tasks here, so it's best to consult with someone there." The small umbrella pointed to the side, where sat a large man with the face of an orangutan and a few thick hairs on his body indicating his inhuman nature.

"Mr. Orangutan." **Temple greets politely, intending to make a good impression.

Sure enough, Mr. Orangutan suddenly changed his face and turned blue.

"It's a bear, a bear, where does it look like an orangutan?" The "orangutan" roared.

**Temple took a closer look at the wrinkles, the incomparably powerful lower body, and the most important thing was the unquestionable orangutan face, "from head to toe." So said.

The youkai around who were doing other jobs all laughed, and it seemed that this was the norm.

"Who's laughing!" "Orangutan", no, the black bear demon who looked like an orangutan angrily, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

"You are also a little umbrella, don't say such an important thing early." The black bear demon calmed down his emotions and said in a softer tone to the little umbrella who stuck out his tongue.