In a house in Tokyo, seven men and women who looked like high school students were seated, the curtains were all drawn, and the room was dark, and everyone was dressed in green clothes.

In the next room, it was dark, and countless candles were lit in the house.

There were a hundred candles, but by this time almost all the candles in the room had been blown out, and only the last candle was still burning slowly.

The seven people in green clothes all lowered their heads, and if you looked closely, you would find that the seven people had different expressions, some frightened and some disapprehensive, and some were even trembling.

There was a whisper in the room:

After school, Sako hurriedly crossed one track after another, hoping to catch the train she wanted to get on in time.

But if she wasn't careful, she stepped into a dark ditch covered by heavy snow, and she couldn't pull it out.

"Just as the tram was coming, the deafening whistle mingled with the pain of the lower half of her body, and she saw her bewildered beyond her waist."

"The tram whizzed by, leaving only the flesh and blood stuck to the tracks, stained red with the snow."

The whispers sounded like ghostly whispers in the ears of everyone in the room, chattering, and with the gloomy environment, it was extremely frightening.

"Ahh Someone let out a low exclamation and quickly covered his mouth in horror.

The rest of the people also had frightened looks on their faces, and some of them turned pale.

The babbling whispers still sounded:

"But she didn't die right away."

The temperature was so low that her veins immediately condensed, and she was still breathing, even though she was only half of her body left, she struggled with her hands to crawl towards the railroad crossing, but finally stopped breathing within a few minutes.

"The temperature dropped sharply along the entire tracks, and there was a lot of slaughter."

"It is said that before she died, she used her hands to probe her missing nakedness."

There seemed to be the sound of swallowing saliva in the room, and there was silence.

After a moment of silence, the whisper sounded again:

"After the accident, two male classmates in the same class as Sako playfully made a song."

"Three days later, the bodies of the two male classmates were found, and the lower half of the bodies were all missing."

"The name of this song is Sako."

"The lyrics are: Sako's leg is gone, tonight she is coming to take your legs, tonight she is coming to take your legs."

"My leg is gone, will you give it to me?"

Someone in the room hummed quietly.

In the dead and dark room, everyone in green clothes and white faces, and the gloomy and miserable singing, everyone in the room felt that their lower bodies began to numb.

"Shouko, stop singing."

One of the seven girls said with a pale face, and the rest of them also nodded and looked at the girl at the head of the seat.

The girl seemed to be immersed in the singing, and was interrupted by the girl, only then did she suddenly come back to her senses, raise her head faintly, and look at everyone.

The other six swallowed their saliva, only to see that the girl called Shouko had a pale face, like a ghost in the dark.

Moriko shook her head, seemed to come back to her senses, sighed and said:

"This is a ghost story about Sako."

The rest nodded, and one of the boys suddenly frowned, "Are we talking about enough ghost stories for a hundred?" ”

Several people looked at each other and nodded.

Mamoko of the first seat stood up.

"What are you going to do?" The face of the person next to him changed and shouted.

Shouzi raised her eyebrows: "Go and blow out the candle?" ”

"Shouko......" the girl next to her muttered with a frightened face.

"Why don't we blow it, just in case...... What if ......," the others said apprehensively.

"It's fine." With a casual wave of her hand, Mamoko pushed the door open and walked out, walking to the candle-burning room next door.

After the other six people glanced at each other, they also gritted their teeth and followed.

The last candle in the room flickered, emitting a faint dim glow.

Whew, the candle went out.

In the darkness of the night, a patch of blood splattered on the walls of the room, and the extinguished candles burned again, beating in the darkness.

Thick black smoke rises above Mt. Fuji, and below the black smoke is a sea of fire.

As the flamethrower ignited, Lin Hai began to burn slowly, and the trees like ghost trees fell into the sea of fire.

The sky is beautiful, and the wind blows.

The flames burned more and more, and the tongues of fire continued to devour the vast forest sea.

Mt. Fuji was slowly shrouded in black clouds, and I couldn't see Mt. Fuji clearly, but I could only see the sky getting darker and darker, and the black clouds drifting.

The flames soared into the sky, burning fiercely between heaven and earth.

In the town far away from Mt. Fuji, everyone took to the streets to look out at the blazing Mt. Fuji in the distance.

Sakura Country TV broadcast the situation live, and countless people in Sakura Country silently watched Lin Hai who turned into a sea of fire, and some news about Lin Hai Sakura Country has been revealed.

Because of the mutation of the volcano under the mountain, Lin Hai produces toxic gases, which will harm the Chinese people, and Lin Hai grows very fast, constantly swallowing Mount Fuji.

So Sakura Country ordered to destroy Lin Hai.

This is the news disclosed by Sakura Country.

Countless people watched the flames burning on the TV and the black smoke of Mt. Fuji and prayed in low voices.

Mt. Fuji is a sacred mountain and a sacred place for countless Shinto believers, so when I saw it, I couldn't help but feel worried.

Fujiwara Hidekawa stood on the street in the distance, looking out at Mt. Fuji with black clouds rising in front of him.

Although he was far away from Lin Hai, he could still feel the scorching air coming from Lin Hai's location and the dust drifting from the sky.

Suddenly, Fujiwara Hidekawa's eyes froze, and he saw his gaze follow a piece of dust drifting from the forest sea to the ground.

The dust fell to the ground and dissipated directly on the ground.

Immediately after, a little black sapling was revealed.

Under Fujiwara Hidekawa's comments, the saplings began to grow rapidly.

Fujiwara Hidekawa's pupils tightened suddenly, his expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly picked up the communicator on his waist to report!

Drifting dust can be reborn into trees.

This is something that the previous experiments have not found at all, and by this time, it is too late!

The flames in the forest sea could no longer be contained.

The root of the ghost tree lies in the resentful spirit, as long as the ghost does not disperse, the ghost wood will grow again endlessly, the original ghost wood was confined in the foothills of Mt. Fuji, and can only expand a little bit.

Now......

Wei Yuan looked at the black smoke covering the sky in the distance, shook his head helplessly, and picked up the script again to write.

Fujiwara Hidekawa was not the only one who discovered the mutation of the forest, but many people near Mt. Fuji discovered the mutation of the forest, and the upper echelons began to discuss it anxiously.

However, the burning of the forest could no longer be stopped, and the dust from the forest trees drifted through Mt. Fuji with the summer breeze, and even drifted out of Mt. Fuji.

One by one, the black-gray ghost trees began to grow, devouring all the living forms around them.

Miko Kamiyama, who was standing next to Shingen Sakura, looked at the black trees growing rapidly in the shrine with a shocked expression, and they grew at a particularly alarming rate in the shrine, quickly spreading throughout the shrine.

Everything is dead and silent, and the ghost tree expands towards Shingen Sakura!