When was the last time you saw a human who wasn't afraid of the unknown and wasn't afraid of me?

Except for that witch, except for that black and white, in the enchantment, it's been a long time since I've seen it, right?

Of course, the same is true for outside the barrier.

But the human who wasn't afraid of me, well, what a bad memory.

I have to say, Lai Zheng is really not good. Super unwonderful.

It's annoying, I want to scare him. It's not good that those humans who see me clearly, if they spread my true body out, can't I be afraid?

It's disgusting, as long as you're afraid of me all the time, wouldn't it?

Wouldn't I want to scare him even more? When such people are frightened, they are the most delicious food.

"Look at me, turn all the trees around him into ...... Yes! It hurts! You ghost witch! ”

Next to the eagle who has been relieved of its ability, it is Reimu who is smiling evilly.

The eagle covered his head: "You guy! I just want to scare people! I haven't even drunk anything! I just want to scare him! It's not going to be like that! ”

"You're going to hurt humans in front of the shrine maiden!" Reimu's smile became more and more rampant: "It seems that we have to carry out the monster retreat today!" ”

The angry owl shouted, "I'm going to use my strength to gag your mouth!" Drown under flying objects with unknown truths! ”

Facing the clear and sunny sky, the eagle demon and the witch in the sky started a barrage battle.

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Below, Qin Deng, who was shuttling in the shade of the tree, didn't know anything, and he didn't need to know.

The fugitive barrage flew to many places, but it had no effect on the vicinity of Qin Deng.

Walking back to the village, a long time has passed, and Qin Deng, who has no watch, can't tell the exact time, but he still has to visit Shouya Shrine.

"How can you walk without getting tired?" Now that the cable car has not yet opened, Qin Deng, who is an ordinary person, has fallen into doubts about his plan.

Bastard, how can a human be able to complete two sections of the shrine at once!

So after thinking about it, Qin Deng decided to raise his head and shout: "I want a newspaper!" ”

Of course, he ran to the vicinity of the village entrance and shouted, in order to prevent the villagers from being afraid.

"Welcome to watch! Tengu's newspaper! A newspaper fell from the sky, landing lightly, accompanied by the sound of speeding away.

Pick up the newspaper, the thin and small content, with pictures, is a feeling of reading an online marketing account.

It's really not good, it seems that today is not suitable for travel, Wenwen has activities near the village.

Although with luck, Qin Deng was naturally able to climb to the top of Youkai Mountain, but this was neither brought by wisdom nor force, but that luck.

It's as if you're fighting, and you already have the advantage of choosing the type of uuz, but in the face of the novice frog on the opposite side, you have to rely on the barrage to touch it to death.

It's the best solution, it's the least risky, but it's not fun.

Reading a short newspaper, Qin Deng walked back to the village step by step.

Rabbits selling medicine in medicine baskets, Suzuna-an, which is still open, Terakoya that is about to close, and Barnyard House in the center of the village.

Everything is like a fantasy.

Stop the rabbit and use the money left on him to buy some ordinary medicine for later;

Say hello to Bai Ze, who is at the door of the temple house.

Passing by where you do your job, say hello to the doorman.

I finally walked to the door of Suzuna-an, but I was told that I had closed the door earlier today.

Counting the days, Xiaoling should also be on the right track to tell others about the world.

Leaving Suzuna-an, it was getting dark.

The noisy pedestrians on the road are gradually decreasing.

The shouting and scolding are reduced and no longer enter the ears.

Qin Deng realized that he had arrived in the forest next to the Lake of Mist.

His legs were walking towards the Red Devil Pavilion step by step, towards the Demon Pavilion in the eyes of the villagers.

It's tall, it's big, it's grand.

Stunning views come into view.

The sleepless door fan is also dozing off today.,It's approaching night.,The owner of the museum is also going to come out for activities.。

It was a monster as willful and noisy as a child, as reckless as a tyrant, and as majestic as a brave.

Qin Deng sighed, took a look at the door of the Red Devil Pavilion, and then turned around and left.

Less than time, still less time.

The legs opened again, and I can't count the number of times I have opened them today.

This exploration of the known unknown is truly fascinating.

When I returned to the village again, it was already dark.

Step by step to your own home.

It's not dilapidated, it's not prosperous.

It is inevitable, because the most prosperous is not Edo, and the most dilapidated is not the thatched house.

Where can it go?

Qin Deng doesn't like to drink.

He was in the house, ate some food, and lit an oil lamp.

It's time to come up with something.

A notebook bought in Xianglintang, a pen bought in Xianglintang.

Something is being recorded that shouldn't be seen.

Including a part of the future of the monsters in the Great Enchantment, including the suspicion that I never doubted the time and space of the Conch Girl.

Including many, many more, including Qin Deng's experiment.

"The demon has shown a clear interest in me, and it is not surprising that I didn't meet a monster today with a part of her help."

Picking up his pen in his hand, he continued: "Reimu still has a huge barrier to the people in the village, and it is a stumbling block to my happy life. ”

"If the monster doesn't appear, it's either a mistake or luck."

"When I was buying medicine, I mentioned the so-called conjecture about the moon on the side, but Lingxian hurriedly stopped it, indicating that the horror of the moon capital is still ingrained in her heart."

"I'm not a human in this world, do I have a door on my back?"

After writing, Qin Deng closed the notebook.

He didn't burn it, he didn't hide it, but casually put it on the table, because it would be lucky not to be noticed.

He picked up a cup of tea, and the tea leaves were also taken from Xianglin Hall.

The heat rose and he gently blew it away.

Rising again, blowing away again.

Over and over again, like childlike joy.

"Is life interesting?" He asked himself.

"Not before, maybe now."

"Is that so?"

"That's right."

"If you finish exploring this place, won't it be boring again?"

"Then I'll explore slowly, slowly."

"But sooner or later, we'll be done with it, won't we? What are you going to do then? ”

"I'm going to kill myself."

"I hope you'll change your mind then."

"I want to, too."

Qin Deng drank hot tea, under the moonlight.

Sprinkle on the side of the bed.

Bathed in light, Qin Deng's shadow was almost with Qin Deng, and he was about to lose sight.

He reclined a little, so that the shadow was longer, so that it would not be just him.

Qin Deng felt so despicable and disgusting, he knew a lot of things, but he couldn't say it directly, he couldn't directly disturb the front and make it chaotic.

He had to follow what he knew, saying that he wanted to have fun, but on the other hand, he didn't want to die.

Fear of loneliness but clinging to loneliness, because losing oneself is real loneliness.

It's disgusting, it's pure, and I don't know if it's disgusting or pure.

Why is it hard to die?

The difficult thing is not to be alone in loneliness, and the difficult thing is to isolate yourself when you die.

"But I'm here." He comforted himself.

Put down the teacup, pour another cup, watch the heat rise again, and brush it with your hand, it is a fine and dense drop of water.

Qin Deng licked his hand and put it down again.

"Good night."

"Who are you talking to?"

"Of course it's you."

"So you're talking to yourself."

"Yes."