"How can there be a patrol here?" Chiba Cheng was puzzled, the small temple was more than a thousand meters deep into the forest and no one lived, what were the patrolmen doing here on bicycles, wouldn't it be to inspect this small temple?

No way? No way!

Chiba Makoto was distressed, when he suddenly heard someone behind him shouting, "Wait a minute." ”

You don't need to listen to the voice to distinguish people, you can think of the only one who shouts with your duodenum, and Chiba Makoto, who had just climbed to the top of the slope, turned around suspiciously, not understanding what he was shouting about, wasn't it enough to just check his identity?

Turning around, I saw the gray-haired police officer walking over with an expressionless face, without pushing his white-painted police bicycle, and said as he walked: "If you want to know something, let the contemptible person tell you." ”

"Contemptible?" Chiba Makoto was stunned by this title, and then thought of something, his eyes widened, his mouth opened slightly, and he said in amazement: "No!" ”

And the patrol officer, who was over half a hundred years old, walked steadily and quickly walked towards Chiba Cheng, so that Chiba Cheng couldn't help but take two steps back and said, "Wait..."

As soon as the words came out, the patrol officer suddenly shouted, kicked his feet, pounced forward, quickly pulled out the baton on his waist, held the baton with both hands, and made a horizontal slashing motion.

Makoto Chiba, who had already felt that something was wrong, hurriedly retreated when the patrol rushed over, and in a panic, he didn't pay attention to his feet, tripped over the root of the tree, and fell to the ground with an 'oops', causing the baton to fall short.

'Bang! With a bang, it smashed on the trunk of the tree, shaking the bucket-sized tree and trembling, which showed the strength of the force. Chiba Makoto, who was watching, gasped, if this was hit on himself, the broken tendons and fractures would be light, what hatred and hatred, if they meet, they will be killed.

"What are you doing?" Makoto Chiba, whose clothes were covered with branches and leaves, hurriedly got up, picked up a branch, and pointed to the patrolman on the opposite side. No, Ida Jingryu.

Just now he was over half a hundred years old, but when he got up and looked at it again, he had already become a middle-aged man wearing a blue retro costume called '裃', with a Chinese face and a well-groomed beard, which looked very high-class, of course, the baton in his hand was still a baton, and if he changed it to a katana, it was estimated that it would be more imposing.

On the other side, Ida Jinglong frowned, in his field of vision, the 'person' in front of him was shrouded in a strong light, although holding a dead branch that was not threatening, it still made him feel a sense of palpitations, which was more dangerous than the ghost who was sealed in the mountain.

"What is Your Excellency?"

"Huh?" Makoto Chiba is confused about what 'what I am'.

Ida Jinglong stared at Chiba Makoto with his eyes, and said to himself: "It's not a person, but if you don't feel resentment, it's not a ghost, and there is such a strong light on your body..."

"Light?" Chiba Makoto heard Ida Jinglong talking to himself loudly, and looked down at the white short-sleeved and jeans on his body, there was no LED, how could there be light?

Wait, can Ida Jinglong see the light on his body? Can the Kiri Elrod people also see the light, together, the Ultraman human body is a big light bulb, but any alien who has a little bit of Taoism can see it.

But if you think about it, isn't it true that Chiba Makoto himself can see the true face of non-human creatures such as cosmic people and ghosts, as well as the location of the prescient monsters? I haven't had any 'special functions' these years, and I'm embarrassed to come out and mix.

Seeing Makoto Chiba like this, Ida Jinglong asked strangely, "Don't you know?" The light in you. ”

"I know the light, but I don't know how to be seen."

Seemingly sensing that Makoto Chiba had no malicious intent, Ida Jinglong put down the baton in his hand and asked again, "Then what are you doing here?" ”

Chiba Makoto pointed to the Mt. Suna on his right, and said, "Stop the Guna ghost buried in the mountain..."

"Don't call his name." Ida Jinglong shouted, trying to stop Chiba Makoto from calling out the name of the ghost of Suna, but it was a quarter of a second late, which made Ida Jinglong very nervous and immediately turned his head to look at Sunayama, and Chiba Makoto, who was confused, also turned his head and looked at Sunayama.

Under the gaze of Chiba Makoto, several distortions with different distributions vaguely appeared, and Chiba Makoto had an inexplicable sense of disgust, which was probably the ghost of the buried body that was sealed in several parts.

"Why can't you call his name?" Chiba Makoto is eager to know the answer to this question, the Kiri Elrod people were like this before, and they also said that they would be known by Gatanjee, at that time, Chiba Makoto thought that the Kiri Elrod people were pretending to be ghosts, but now Ida Jinglong also said the same, is it true, but why is this?

Compared with Chiba Cheng's incomprehension, Ida Jinglong was even more puzzled, and said, "Didn't your master teach you?" ”

"Master—Father?" Chiba Makoto shook his head, feeling that Ida Jinglong's thinking was still stuck in the small Warring States period, and explained: "In the current human society, ghosts and gods are almost extinct, and they are all regarded as myths. ”

"That's right." Jing Tian Jinglong nodded, not disappointed, but a little happy, and said, "So no one taught you, no wonder you don't know this." ”

"Know what?" Makoto Chiba still doesn't know what he should know.

Jing Tian Jinglong said very seriously: "Don't shout out the real names of those ghosts and gods, especially you and me, the stronger the strength, the greater the touch on the ghosts and gods, maybe it will wake them up." ”

"Uh..."Chiba Makoto thought hard, and said uncertainly: "Can I understand it this way, the stronger the person, the louder the shout, the easier it is to wake up the sleeping ghosts." ”

"Pretty much." Jinglong Ida was not entangled here, he looked at the mountain again, and said, "Let's leave first, it's too dangerous for you to be here." ”

"Danger? I? Why? Chiba Makoto felt that he had become a hundred thousand whys, and the generation gap between the two was comparable to that of the Pacific Ocean, and he didn't understand anything.

"Because the light on you is too strong." As he spoke, Ida Iryu inserted the baton back into his waist, turned around and went back to lock the door, push the bicycle, and strictly ordered Chiba Makoto to go out first and not to get any closer to Mt. Suna.

"So why?" Chiba Makoto stood in place in despair, looking at Ida Jinglong who returned to his 'home', can't he explain why? What does it mean that the light on me is too strong, is that the answer? Then can't I explain by the way, why the light on my body is strong, it will be dangerous?

If you only talk half like this, you will be single for the rest of your life.