As soon as I entered the door, I saw a woman, not a man, sitting on a stool. It's not a pig, it's not a dog.

It's a woman.

A living woman.

Even though she was wrapped in a sheepskin coat and wore a turban.

Dress like a man.

Can I, as a man, drink wine from a small cup in front of a woman?

That's a never-ending no.

I'm a man!

But now, I really don't feel like a man.

You know, after I drank that bowl of wine, I felt that the sky was suddenly turning, even the stool was turning, and I seemed to see the woman across from me with a charming smile on her face, smiling at me.

She smiled like a flower.

I've already drunk a whole bowl of wine!

Yes, a whole bowl of wine!

But I don't think I'm really drunk yet, and drunk people don't look like this.

I won't see the woman smiling at herself.

Every time I came home from drinking, I fell asleep on my mother-in-law's bed, and I heard my mother-in-law shouting and chirping, sometimes like singing, sometimes like with sparrows.

I don't know if she's distressed or if she's cursing me.

I thought that when I came home, my mother-in-law would stand by my ears all day, but I don't know if she could sing or be like a sparrow.

But if I don't go home, she must think I'm out there.

A timid person like me would never come home at night.

It was only when I got home that I felt bolder than I ever did.

It's bold!

Aside from that, she also thought I wouldn't do anything else.

I'm timid, she knows.

I did fall, and I fell off that stool.

I'm not drunk yet! How can a man get drunk?

I still think so.

But why did the people who were not drunk walk like Wang Ba, and how did they walk horizontally and vertically?

Am I drunk or not?

Whether I'm drunk or not, I know one thing.

I heard the woman talking to the old fellow.

Yes, he was talking to the old man with a loudspeaker made of paper.

It was like a chief speaking.

The woman's name was Feng'er.

When Feng'er was talking to the old man, I saw that the inside of her eyes was still spotless and crystal clear.

At this time, I dared to look her eyes, and I thought I was really drunk.

When I watched it before, I was terrified.

I'm really bold to say that.

I even dared to look at Feng'er!

It's a fucking good value.

Feng'er said.

On that dark night, I walked alone to the place I had never dared to go to since I was a child. I've heard from others that it's inhabited by a bunch of yokai, a bunch of human yokai.

But every time I see people coming out of it, they either have a satisfied smile on their faces, and they look like they have just been married, and some of them are even happier than when they were first married; Either the whole person is discouraged and depressed, and when he comes out, he shouts his father and scolds his mother.

They are clearly the same as people, how can they be monsters?

When they walked out the door, they were followed by a few people, and I didn't see what they looked like, but I only remember that they were the same as the people who came out in front of them, and they either had excited smiles on their faces, like blooming flowers, red and purple; Either it's like a frosted eggplant, gray and white.

They are clearly the same as the people who came out in front of them, how can they be youkai?

I always think so.

I saw that after the people in front of me were gone, the people behind them went back to their business.

I don't know what they're doing.

I was only thirteen years old at the time, how would I know what they were doing?

I don't know what they were thinking at that time, but what I remember most clearly is that every time the people who came out of it saw me, it was as if there was a light in their eyes, and they rushed towards me frantically when they saw me, and every time I saw them, I was scared to death.

At that time, I thought they must be youkai, and youkai will pounce on people when they see them.

At this time, I ran frantically towards the far side of the street like a chicken blood, and I heard the youkai who pounced on me saying something I didn't understand.

However, I have never seen a youkai.

They look exactly like me, and they say they're monsters, so what am I, and I'm not a monster anymore?

But I don't think I'm a monster myself.

I didn't pay attention to what they were saying, and you think about it, how could I have listened to what they were saying at that time?

I was terrified, really.

It's exactly the same as when you meet a youkai.

But then, like them, I went to that place.

I've heard others say that it's a group of monsters living in it, a group of monsters in the world! Target! Place!

I don't know why I went to that place, I forgot what was in my mind when I went.

The only thing I know is that it was very windy, there was a lot of snow that day, and crows were jumping on the willow heads on the dark night. In the distance, the water in the river below the bridgehead gurgled as if it were singing. A carriage creaked past me, and something flew out of the carriage and landed right in my face.

How can it be so coincidental, you say? How did something fly out of the carriage just fell on my face!

What can I do?

How do I know what is flying in the dark of night? But all I knew was that it was a little hot when it first flew into my face, but it immediately cooled down on my face, and I stretched out my hand and used all my strength, probably the most I have ever exerted since I came out of my mother's belly.

I really didn't have the strength anymore, but I still wiped this thing off my face, I didn't know what it was, I just thought it was dirty that fell on my face from the carriage that night.

There was a time when I went out in the middle of the night and a bird flew over my head, exactly like this time.

I don't like dirty stuff the most.

I like it to be clean when I come out of my mother's belly.

My mother died when I came out of my mother's womb, and I don't know why she died for no reason.

I've been wondering why other people's mothers didn't die, but my mother died when she gave birth to me.

I have no mother since I was born, and since I was a child, people have said that I jumped out of the stone.

Of course, there is no father or mother who pops out of the stone.

But I jumped out of my mother's belly.

After I wiped the contents of my face, I remembered what had happened in the carriage, and I knew that when the thing in the carriage flew in my face, there was a moaning sound from inside the carriage, which I knew. But I didn't hear whether the voice was a man or a woman, old or young.

All I knew was a groan inside, and it was dark at night, and of course I couldn't see who was in the carriage, and at that time, my ears didn't hear whether it was a man or a woman, old or young, and I even thought that there were pigs and dogs sitting inside. Those moaning sounds are made by those pigs and dogs.

But I've really seen pigs and dogs sitting in carriages, and they're much more energetic than horses.

When I went that day, there seemed to be no one on the street except for the carriage, and it was deserted. It seems that there are a lot of people, and it is lively.

Maybe I can't see it clearly with my eyes, but I just remember that it was crowded at one time, and it was very spacious at the same time, and when it was crowded, I felt that there were many people on the street, and when it was spacious, I felt that I was alone on this street.

I don't know why I feel this way.

I walked staggering, stumbling, and every time I touched a wall, I felt like I had touched someone, but why are there so many walls on this street? Why are there so many people?

When I hit the wall, my eyes were on the gambling wall in front of me.

I can see this gambling wall clearly, because my nose was on the wall at that time, and my nose was on the wall, do you think I can still read it wrong?

As soon as my nose hit the wall, I felt a little pain in my face, and something came out of my nose and down my face.

I was so scared that I used all my strength to keep the flowing thing out of my breath and not let it flow again.

I don't know how my mother died, but the only thing I know is that my mother died after giving birth to me because of this thing.

When this stuff comes down, I wake up right away.

My eyes brightened, and my ears began to hear.

I heard the wind blowing in my ears.

It's like the sound of the wind blowing through a tree.

But I still feel like there's no one else on the street but me, and there are so many people besides me.

Because I still staggered and stumbled when I walked.

So I just kept banging against the wall.

So, it just came out of my nose over and over again.

So, over and over again, I used my hands to block those things from flowing.

Because, I don't want to die like my mother.

I know that there are all kinds of people on this road, old and young, male and female.

And the pigs and dogs sitting in the carriage.

But today, like them, I am on this path.

I swore not to go down this path, but now I am on this path.

Yes, I'm standing on this path.

Moreover, they walked on the same road as the pigs and dogs sitting in the carriage.

And, I'm alone!