Foliage? The cicada demon looked at the boy in surprise. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"You can turn it into clothes - don't look at me, I don't have the ability to do that, and I can't teach you." The young man suddenly showed a smile, "After becoming a human, do you feel a little bit of what it is like to be a human?" ”

...... as a human being Mood?

The cicada demon looked down at his body. What kind of creature has never been seen after surviving for so long, flying and inhabiting all parts of the world? Becoming very human-like was not a very difficult thing for him, because he already knew very well what humans were like.

But that's just from the perspective of a third person, looking at them as a spectator, even as a predator.

But now, when he really changed into a human form, and looked down at his body, he suddenly realized that this body looked so fragile, like a reed that could break at any moment.

Human beings are such weak beings, without strength, and every independent individual seems helpless in the face of powerful forces. However, it is such a species, and with the passage of time, it has actually formed the power of creation that even the great forces of nature are afraid of.

After transforming into a human, gazing at this species from the inside out, there is actually a strange feeling, curiosity about them, and an unexpected incomprehensible feeling. The cicada demon, who was already quite hesitant about cannibalism, wanted to do it to humans again this time, and it was even more difficult to do it to humans, and psychologically felt unbearable.

Could it be that this is the real reason why this teenager forced himself to become human?

The cicada demon felt a little confused, and no matter how calm the boy was, he was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child after all. The cicada demon was clumsy and couldn't change clothes, and the boy was a little anxious, and the two of them tossed noisily for a long time before the cicada demon finally succeeded in conjuring a simple costume.

It was a white blouse, wide and wide, like a robe, barely covering its body.

Speaking of which, it seems that since then, it has remained the same as before, and the appearance and clothing have not changed for decades.

At first, it didn't change at all, but later, for some reason, I didn't want to change.

The boy still tied him with a golden rope, but this time the rope was no longer binding his body, but was tied to his wrists.

The boy regained his initial cold tranquility, sat down on the ground in the wild grass, and motioned for the cicada demon to sit down with him.

"Why do you want to eat people?" The teenager asked.

"I'm a demon, and the demon was meant to eat people......" The cicada demon thought for a moment and replied.

In fact, he didn't know what kind of answer was good and right. The cicada that has become a demon is no longer an ordinary cicada, and it is impossible to sustain life by dew. Becoming a demon has raised the quality of his life by a notch, but at the same time, it has also made him face more and more dangers and tests.

The world of demons is also the law of the jungle, and only by constantly becoming stronger can it survive.

When the words were spoken, the cicada demon had some regrets. This guy in front of him is a demon hunter! In the face of a human being, the cicada demon has no way to express his mental activities in words.

That would anger him, wouldn't it? Perhaps, he will provoke himself to be killed?

Unexpectedly, the boy actually nodded and said, "I understand." ”

The cicada demon looked at the boy in surprise, only to find that the boy's eyes were full of sadness.

"I'm a demon hunter, and the demon hunter is meant to destroy you......"

It's exactly the same logic as the cicada demon.

"But I don't want to destroy you." The boy said, "Because you eat people, it's also because human beings are originally food for you, right?" But I have no way, I have never had a way, I have no way to fight fate. ”

The cicada demon felt that the boy's breath suddenly softened, and his heart seemed to be full of contradictions and frustration.

"Do you mean...... Don't you want to fight us at all? The cicada demon was bold and asked tentatively.

The enemy is the enemy, if you have to live or die, why do those superfluous things and say those superfluous things? I'm much lower than him, and if it's a real demon hunter, wouldn't it be nice to kill myself directly?

Yes, the cicada demon's heart suddenly felt that although the young man in front of him contained unfathomable and powerful power in his body, he could not be regarded as a real demon hunter at all!

The boy did not answer his question, but muttered in response: "If one day I also have a child, then I will definitely not let him go down such a path." ”

What kind of road?

The cicada demon couldn't think about it very clearly, and there was no way to understand it, but he suddenly felt that this young man seemed to be a little pitiful.

"Actually, the demon you killed won't hate you, right?" The cicada demon said a little unwillingly, "I have seen many goshawks grabbing birds, and lynxes biting off the neck of small beasts, but the way of heaven is like this, and I can only blame myself for being weak and unable to escape." Today, if I were stronger than you, I would have eaten you. ”

The boy was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed.

"But you just hesitated, I know, otherwise, you wouldn't have been able to sit here and talk a long time ago."

This young man's perception is so keen, even the hesitation in his heart when he is hiding in the shadows and waiting for an opportunity to move, he can actually feel it. The boy was right, if he wanted to get rid of himself, he wouldn't have a chance. This is the case with the Heavenly Dao, the rule of the Heavenly Dao is that weakness is evil, and being eliminated because of weakness is originally nothing to complain about.

It's strange that this young demon hunter is so powerful, but he is so young. How short this emaciated body had only existed in the world was something that could be determined by intuition alone for the demon.

"I'm Lu Xun. What is your name? The boy suddenly asked.

Name?

The cicada demon fell into a momentary trance. Humans are social animals who use their names to distinguish each other. A name is a meaningful symbol, but many of the humans who have wandered under the trees have muttered to themselves.

Who am I?

It seems that the difference in names does not distinguish people from each other, and sometimes, they don't know who they are, so what is the use of names?

Demons are not social beings by nature.

"I don't have a name." The cicada demon said, "You have seen it a long time ago, I am a cicada." ”

"It's a pity that the sycamore tree has lost its leaves now." The boy didn't look at him, but looked up at the trees around him, "Do you like plane trees?" The ancient people thought that you cicadas liked the plane tree, but I believe they didn't ask you. Do you like plane trees? ”

The cicada demon was drawn into thought by his words, but the young man's personality seemed to be very bad, and his soft-spoken questions didn't seem to need the cicada demon's answer.

"You just call it 'Shutong', that's your name." The boy commanded in a non-observable tone.