Saitama was leaning against the wall of the old house and was dreaming, when he was suddenly woken up by the little monk.

Now, Saitama looked confused, and before he could react to what was happening, he heard a harsh voice from outside the old house, "Click...... Click, click, ......click, click, click

Saitama lowered his body under the advice of the little monk, and imitated the little monk's example, and the whole person hid himself through the dilapidated walls of the house.

Through the crack in the window, Saitama looked out.

I saw that in the bright moonlight outside, there seemed to be a humanoid thing, lying in the woods munching on something, and there was a pool of dark brown blood on the ground.

"What's that?" Saitama asked.

"Should...... It should be a man-eating demon......" The little monk lowered his voice and tried to restrain his trembling body, even if the light in the old house was dim, Saitama could still see the little monk's body now, and the fine cold sweat had soaked his back.

"There is no Amitabha in the south, there is no Amitabha in the south! The Buddha bless the disciples! Bless the disciple from being discovered by evil ghosts, and avoid this catastrophe safely......" The little monk clasped his hands together tremblingly, silently reciting the Buddha's name, and the string of Buddha beads in his hand kept making a gentle collision sound with the little monk's trembling body.

"Don't worry, I'm here." Saitama stretched out his hand and gently pressed it on the little monk's shoulder, squinting at a pair of dead fish eyes, revealing a trademark salted fish smile, trying to reassure the other party.

At first, when he heard Saitama calmly say this, the little monk's fear eased slightly, but then he saw Saitama's smiling face, and his heart sank, and now the little monk's only hope is that the wisteria incense candle at the door can really have the effect of driving away cannibal ghosts, if it doesn't work at all, and the other party finds them, it can only be a dead end.

However, in contrast to the little monk's fearful mentality, Saitama was full of curiosity about the humanoid thing outside, if it weren't for the little monk's desperate drag on him, Saitama would have gone over to see what the so-called cannibal demon was.

Just as Saitama and the little monk were in the old house, each with their own ideas and different attitudes, they were paying close attention to the man-eating demon outside the house who was eating the corpse of their prey, when suddenly something was twitching its nose very close to the old house, as if it had smelled something that attracted it.

Immediately afterward, a dense "rustle" sound came from outside the house, getting closer and closer.

Saitama and the little monk noticed this movement at the same time, and they looked around.

"Tick!" It seemed that some wet liquid had fallen on the top of the little monk's head, and when he touched it, the little monk suddenly found that his hands were covered with disgusting things that exuded a fishy smell and sticky.

"Ahh What is it? It's disgusting! The little monk twisted his face, and hurriedly shook his hand vigorously in disgust, and at this moment......

"Hehe, sure enough, there is fresh food hidden here, and it is really a cunning prey, brother, there is still food to eat here."

The little monk raised his head violently when he heard the voice, and saw that in the hole in the roof, a miserable white woman's face poked out, and the woman's face was now with her mouth open, smiling playfully, staring at them with blood-soaked eyes.

"Ahh Devil! What a ghost! The little monk was shocked, screaming and falling to the ground.

The white-faced woman lying on the roof seemed to enjoy the little monk's frightened appearance, and couldn't stop making a playful laugh of "hee-hee, hee-hee".

The white-faced woman didn't seem to be too hungry, or enjoyed the prey very much, but then she noticed that the other monk didn't seem to be afraid of herself, this monk was dressed very distinctively, his clothes did not look like some kind of monk's robe, and his head was very cleanly shaved, and even bald to the point of reflection.

"Huh? Aren't you afraid of me? Little monk. The white-faced woman looked at Saitama and asked.

Saitama leaned up at his braised egg-like head, his salted fish-like expression without any waves, staring at the face of the miserable white woman peeking through the cracks in the roof with a pair of dead fish eyes.

After a moment of silence, he asked, "Well, how did you climb onto the roof?" ”

When the white-faced woman heard this, she was stunned, and her blood-soaked eyes condensed strangely: "You're not afraid of me?" Or are you a fool who doesn't know how to be afraid? I'm a man-eating demon! Hee-hee-hee-hee......"

"Oh, me......" Saitama was about to speak, when suddenly the little monk who had been paralyzed to the ground with fright preemptively said, "Yes...... Right...... That's right! ”

"That, he's my younger brother, but he was born with a bad brain and a brain disease! And since I was a child, my body has been weak, and I still have symptoms that have not been cured. ”

"Huh? I'm not sick, am I? Saitama scratched his head suspiciously and looked at the little monk, but the little monk swallowed his saliva, stood up calmly, touched Saitama's forehead, and then said in a still trembling voice: "Look at you, let you take medicine on time and be disobedient, and now you are sick again." ”

While the little monk spoke, his eyes blinked vigorously at Saitama, signaling to let Saitama listen to him and not talk nonsense.

"I seem to smell disgusting wisteria flowers, but fortunately the smell is very faint enough to be a threat to me."

At this moment, a rough and hoarse man's voice came, and the two followed the sound to see that not far from the old house, there was a figure with blood-red eyes, sharp teeth and claws, and an unusually strong and tall figure.

"Brother." The white-faced woman on the roof shouted happily, and then the whole person jumped lightly, and fell lightly from the dilapidated roof to the ground, without even making a sound.

"By the way, the incense candles of wisteria flowers ......" If it weren't for the rough voice of the evil ghost giant who mentioned the wisteria flowers, the little monk even forgot about this stubble, he squinted his eyes and realized that when they were asleep, the incense candles made of those wisteria flowers had burned out, not to mention that those incense candles were not made purely of wisteria flowers, after such a long time, there was not much smell of wisteria flowers left in the natural room.

"Incense candles...... I still have incense candles here......" The little monk's hands trembled violently, but he still tried to control himself, trying to take out the incense candles made of wisteria flowers from the rag bag.

Outside the old house, the cannibal demon brother and sister didn't seem to be worried at all that Saitama and the little monk would escape.

"Sister, guess what delicious food my brother left for you?" Under the moonlight, the giant man said angrily, for some reason, it made people think that it was a stupid big girl, and he was asking his sister with joy: "Guess how many pieces of candy my brother has in his hand?" ”

The white-faced woman grinned and said, "Brother kept my favorite thighs, right?" ”

"That's right, my brother left you with thighs!" The strong man grinned widely, let out a deafening strange laugh, took out a bloody broken leg from behind him, and handed it to the white-faced woman as if offering a treasure.

"My brother loves me the most."

"Hehe, my sister is looking for fresh food, and my brother eats their internal organs and sucks their bone marrow! Well! Delicious! ”

The giant man and demon took a heavy step forward, and smiled fiercely at Saitama and the little monk: "Internal organs! Marrow! I'm going to eat ......."

The giant demon roared and shouted, but before the sound of his urn could fall, suddenly, a figure appeared in front of them.

Then, a punch is thrown.

"Bang!"

The giant man and demon didn't even have a chance to react, and was instantly beaten into a blood mist in the sky.

"You idiot! Eat what you eat! ”

Saitama stood in the moonlight, staring at the remains of the giant demon and said in disgust.