The red-hot charcoal fire releases high temperatures, and Bibi peels off and sputters sparks.

Above the charcoal fire, two misshapen pieces of blue-gray flesh hung with a foul smell of burning.

"Huhu—it's almost there."

Holding the stove hook, Shan Mao turned the poor barbecue meat in the stove with great interest, and her small eyes were full of energy.

Flipping and flipping.

Grandma Shan's hand suddenly loosened.

Bang Dong –

The metal hook landed on the dirty ground, flicked twice and fell silent.

The bloated and fat body of the mountain grandmother suddenly drooped down stiffly like a puppet with a broken string, motionless.

In the bloody kitchen, only the fire was still ringing.

I don't know how long it took.

The fat on the mountain grandmother's body suddenly began to tremble.

Poof, poof, poof.

Fat and muscles bulged and collapsed, stirring, making the sound of flesh lapping.

A normal-sized arm squeezed out of the mountain's body. Then comes the head, the body......

Coming out of the body of the mountain grandmother, it looks like an ordinary person.

A girl in her 20s, with eyes and a good look.

"It's calculated, and it's hard to come out every time."

The girl lifted the frame on the bridge of her nose.

She reached out and reached into her back.

The girl's hand was like poking into a piece of soft plasticine, unimpeded in the body of the mountain grandmother.

After groping for a while, she took out a head from the body of the mountain grandmother.

The skull looked non-human and non-animalistic, half covered in brownish-gray fur and the other half covered with smooth scales.

It has two pairs of long pointed ears, three asymmetrical eyes, a large mouth full of fangs, and a forked tongue similar to that of a hyacinth.

The strange one opened the misshapen eye that grew in the lower jaw, and the other two eyes were closed. It opened its mouth and spat out a red letter and spoke: "Lotus ......."

"Yes." The girl responded, then blinked her delicate eyes and said to herself, "I feel like I've been getting more and more out of control lately, she has too many thoughts of her own, and she has been completely affected by your "polluted chaotic kindness."

"Not mine."

"What?"

"Again, the kindness of Chaos is not mine, but a remnant of the fallen god of Mount Fuji. And I'm just one of the three remnants. The mountain is the mountain grandmother, the pig king is the pig king, I am me, I am just the mountain Yan. We're all independent."

When the head speaks, the voice it utters changes at any time, sometimes old, sometimes immature, sometimes delicate, sometimes masculine.

But every voice is vivid, as if the words spoken by people of different ages and genders are smoothly edited together.

"Whatever you want, I don't think it's necessary to tell the difference."

Hasumi didn't care much about Yamahiko's repeated emphasis, and went his own way.

After the fall of the god of Mt. Fuji a long time ago, he left three remnants in the inner world, namely [Chaos Kindness], [Fallen Yellow Spring Maggot], and [Echoing Head].

The three remnants have each evolved into three different mountain and forest monsters, but they all carry certain god characteristics-

Yama, Pig Spoon King, Yamahiko.

Among them, the situation of Shan Mu is more special, she is formed by the "chaotic kindness" glued to a body that should have belonged to a living person.

And Hasumi is the living person who is glued to [the kindness of chaos].

After being invaded by the remnants of the old mountain god, the former lotus seed cracked, and the body slowly evolved into a mountain basking body, and the living soul fell off and became the current "lotus fruit".

Become two different individuals, but there is a certain connection between them.

The current lotus is an extremely special living soul.

She will not dissipate like other living souls, she will not dissipate without finding a basis, she is condensed.

The effect of the independent existence of this soul comes from the blessing of Yamahiko.

"Grandma Shan won't easily get out of control, she was your body after all. Moreover, as long as we continue to feed the sub-shell with "questioned unclean beliefs", this shell will not be able to develop a full consciousness, and will always be a meat puppet at our mercy."

Yamahiko licked his lips with his forked tongue.

The so-called "questionable unclean beliefs" come from the sacrificial rituals held by the people of each dwelling for the "mountain grandmother".

In the Shan Mu Ju, none of the living people who have consciously survived completely trust the Shan Mu.

Because when everyone arrives at the residence, before participating in the sacrificial ceremony, they will see a girl who calls herself Lotus Fruit.

The girl will tell them that Yama has other plans, and that Yama has a deal with the monster King Pig Horn in the sea of trees.

Always be careful not to become a sacrifice to the pig king.

Not everyone will believe what Hasumi says.

But everyone will have doubts about "Mountain Grandma" because of this.

Once doubts are generated, the beliefs they offer are not pure.

Such a belief is harmful to a mountain grandmother who is still a shell and is made up of scattered consciousness born from [chaotic goodwill].

"Don't say it's useless. Even if her consciousness is still broken, she has already begun to snatch control of her body from me. When I was in her, I could feel more and more thoughts that didn't belong to me, and even my body would act on those thoughts, such as eating those disgusting grilled meats. Vomit—"

Lianshi looked extremely disgusting.

"Maybe the next time I break away from her, she'll be moving and completely independent."

Yamahiko: "Our action has already begun, and there is no next time for Yama. Rest assured, she won't be a problem."

Hasumi: "I hope so...... To be honest, I didn't trust you very much, and if it weren't for the lack of choice, I wouldn't even want to work with you."

"Hehe, why?"

"Why? It's also a part of the old mountain god, you're too weak, aren't you? If it weren't for the sudden appearance of that strange talk that claimed to be Thor, you wouldn't even be able to deal with the King of Pig Shots, let alone get the Huangquan Maggots—"

"And I dare to pack a ticket, if Grandma Shan has a complete sense of self, you must not be her opponent."

"Hasushi, your words make me very sad." Yamahiko, who only has a head, is not at all annoyed by the words of Hasushi's poisonous tongue, and they seem to have always gotten along like this.

It's like friends who can lose each other.

Yamahiko's face that is neither human nor beast, with fragmented facial features, pieced together an expression that seems to be smiling but not smiling:

"As I said, I am the highest person in the remnants of the mountain gods, but I am not complete. But as long as I can become whole, I will be stronger than the Pig King and the Mountain Lady combined."

"Just what you said was right." Hasumi sighed, "Anyway, don't forget our agreement, you have formed an ideal body, and after inheriting the power of the old mountain god, you will send me back to the original world."

Hasumi didn't know what she was now.

Is it a person or something else?

But it doesn't matter.

She wanted to get out of this damn place and go back to the sunny world that belonged to her.

There are a lot of people she cares about, and who used to care about her, waiting for her to go back.

Even when she returned, those people didn't remember her.

But so what?

"I still remember them, and I can get to know them again, even if it's by their side in a different capacity. More than once I have heard their voices in my dreams and heard them call my name. I want to go back, as long as I can be with them......

Hasumi thought so.

I want to go back, I want to go back anyway.

At all costs.

The head of Yamahiko held by Hasumi was incompatible with the suddenly sad Hasumi.

It was excited, and its serpent-like tongue kept sticking out:

"Spirit, flesh, bone. As long as I have the best spiritual flesh and bones, I can obtain a perfect body. Hasushi, we're going to succeed."

Yamahiko wanted something special and evil to shape its body—

Spirit: A large number of fragments of the soul of a living person that come together in an instant.

Meat: Depraved and filthy Yellow Springs maggots.

Bone: A powerful bizarre enough to support the movement of a new body.

Everything is ready to go.

The "spirit" is only waiting to be slaughtered.

The "meat" has arrived.

And the "bone" that suddenly broke into the sea of trees, which can be called the best "bone", has already headed for the trap of Mt. Fuji Pass.

"Flesh" and "bone" are about to merge.

That guy who calls himself Thor is indeed very powerful, how can he not be able to solve the strange talk of the King of Pig Pipes with ease?

This is the value of making bones!

But he's also too conceited.

Thor didn't understand the horrors of those Yellow Springs maggots at all.

Exploring Mt. Fuji without thinking about the consequences.

As long as he climbed up to the crater, he would be swallowed up by the gushing Huangquan maggots in an instant, and there was no way to avoid it!

And as long as maggots enter the body, even if Thor has great ability, he can't use it.

He can't escape.

How could you escape?

"Let's get started, the show is about to begin."

On Yamahiko's face, the other two asymmetrical eyes that were originally closed also opened and full of smiles.

Its tongue curled up, and when it opened its mouth again, it let out a loud baby cry.

This voice is very similar to the voice of the child crying in the sea of trees.

This is not the end, and then there is the "dong dong" drum beat of the funeral taiko drum demon, and the "click" moan of the human-faced tree comes out of its mouth one after another, each of which is vivid and vivid.

Yamahiko is originally good at imitating various sounds of strange talk.

In the surrounding mountains and forests, the voices of various monsters began to echo.

……

"Little Brother Changyou, did you hear me? The voice just now, yes...... It's the cry of the child!"

"Didn't Lord Thor say that as long as you stay in the mountain house, you will be safe? What's going on!?"

In the room on the second floor of the mountain grandmother's house, among the five people in Nagatomo Masao's party, there were already four messed up.

Suddenly they heard the familiar voice of a monster in their dwelling, and they had no reason not to be afraid.

Before he could say anything to the others, he heard the roaring proverb in his ears again: "A lot of monsters are approaching! Walk! It's not safe here!"

Nagatomo Masao stays in this bizarre and dangerous world, and the first trust is Kamiya-kun, who gives remote assistance, and his master, Lord Thor.

The second trust is the constant roar in the ears.

Even he still didn't know why he could hear it.

"Run!"

Therefore, the small flat head made a quick decision.

Changyou and his group of five were the first to run out of the mountain basking house.

Most of the people who are stranded here, consciously, have not yet reacted, or are far less decisive than them.

As he ran out of the mountain house, Xiao Pingtou shouted as he ran, "The monster is coming, and if you continue to stay in the house, you will definitely die!"

As for whether the others will escape immediately, then he can't care a little.

Nagatomo Masao and others rushed out of the gate of the mountain basking house, and it was dark outside.

A cold wind blew through the trees, mingled with the roar of monsters.

Xiao Pingtou didn't know which direction to flee, and the roaring proverbs might not be sure,

So no hints were given.

But at this time, it must not be okay to stay at the door of the residence in a daze, and the voices of the monsters in the mountains and forests are getting louder and louder, indicating that they are getting closer and closer.

As a last resort, he could only choose a direction where the monster's voice was not too dense.

The forest wind whistled in his ears.

The shadows of the ghosts and trees kept flickering in front of me.

The sea of trees is not suitable for running, and the OL sister in the five-person group tripped over a section of the tree trunk under her feet before she ran too far.

The wolf-tailed youth running beside her only glanced sideways, then gritted his teeth and continued to run forward without looking back.

And Nagayou did subconsciously stop and turned his head to pull OL up.

Let the wolftail man run past him.

"I, my feet......"

Sister OL's voice changed tone, and she didn't fall lightly just now.

The female high school student and the chattering social animal uncle also caught up at this time, and they didn't wait for everyone to say anything.

In the woods ahead, a scream suddenly rang out.

This was followed by a "thud", like the sound of a heavy object falling violently.

Everyone looked at each other, their faces were frightened, and everyone could hear that the scream just now was made by the wolf-tailed youth.

"Bad luck! There's a strong weird story coming in! Wrong! More than one!"

Nagatomo Masao's ears roared and the proverb sounded here.

However, it was too late to remind me at this time.

Changyou could already see that in the shade of the tree in front of him, an extremely tall figure appeared with the branches of the tree in the sky open.

In the dim sea of trees, the light was dim.

But Nagayou still barely managed to see the monster's appearance.

It was an extremely eccentric giant.

No, not one giant, but two overlapping ...... "people"?

Their eyes bulged out, their hair and beards were thick, and both of them were naked, with thick black hairs and a foul smell of dampness.

The irregular fangs protrude from the lips, but one is the earth and the other is the earth.

Of course, this is not strange, the strangest thing is-

These two people, one with an extremely long leg.

It looks like it is more than two meters long, like two thin bamboo poles propped up on the ground.

And his hands were like dwarfs, thick and short.

The other has a hand that is more than two meters long, but the leg is extremely short.

The one with long hands and short legs rides on the shoulders of the one with long legs and short hands.

The short hand rests firmly on the short leg, and the two are stacked on top of each other, and at first glance it looks like a tall, deformed giant with long hands and feet.

"What is this!?"

"Hands are long, this is hand length!"

The old uncle of the social animal at the back blurted out.

The old uncle still knows a lot about the strange things that these older generations say, and he also recognized the last time.

It's a pity that recognizing the true body of the strange talk can't stop their desire to kill.

The hand on top of it was clutching a stone hammer with a wooden handle, which looked primitive and rough, but at the same time heavy.

"Smashed!" "Smash you!"

The hands that rode up and down together were long and long, and each spoke in a foolish voice.