East Ying Weird Creation

Chapter 73 Accident in Yinglang

"This is too weird..."

The crow wanted to escape subconsciously, but her body was still out of control.

The man came over.The further you go this way, the more deadly you feel on your body.

The crow held his breath, his heart was pounding, and he felt that there was only a slight distance between himself and death—where is this, is it the legendary [dead zone]?

This kind of local crow has never seen it with his own eyes, and no other weird investigators in the whole country should have seen it.

The crow has seen relevant articles in the top-secret grotesque periodicals published inside the National Police Agency. It seems that no living person has ever escaped from the [dead zone].As for the content of the article, part of it comes from the dialogue between the psychic and the dead soul, and more is the author's guess.

Is this the fate of a grotesque investigator... Even death, death must be as weird as possible.

"What are you afraid of?"

A voice suddenly appeared in her mind: "You were led to such a ghostly place by God, [Dead Zone] has no effect on you, just enjoy the pleasure of mindlessly avoiding the rules at this time."

"who are you?"

Crow asked subconsciously.

"Don't ask, you can't understand it with your wisdom," the voice continued, "I can only tell you that God cares about you, so don't disappoint His high expectations."

"God? You said...God is paying attention to me?"

The voice in my head stopped talking.

God... is that phantom that made the deal with me just now?
This thought flashed through Crow's mind, and he almost ignored the man even walking in front of him.

When she came back to her senses, the man had already walked past her, and the corpse spots on his face were clearly visible.

The crow's gaze followed the man slowly.

The man walked under the banyan tree, and the dense aerial roots submerged his head.

The thick withered vines wrapped around the tree trunk suddenly rolled towards the man, entangled him, jerked violently, and hung his body upside down on the treetop—it was exactly the same posture as the crow had hung the man on the tree before.

In the next moment, a bird covered in pitch black appeared strangely at the top of the banyan tree.It looks a bit like a crow, but is much bigger than a normal crow.

The black bird opened its mouth and seemed to cry.

The moment the blackbird opened its mouth, the air around the blackbird visibly distorted. Based on the crow's experience, this cry probably contained some kind of terrible rule.

Normally, the crow would have prepared a suicide note after hearing it, but at this moment her ears were filled with heavy metal rock music, and she couldn't hear it at all.Is this... the sense of security brought about by God's guidance?

The black bird called, and the bloody moonlight poured down. Hundreds of corpses hung on the branches of the banyan tree, swaying rhythmically as the cold wind blew.

The middle-aged man became one of the corpses, staring at the crow with completely albino eyes.

Crow's spine felt chills, subconsciously calling out to the voice just now, but there was no response.

She thought to herself: What are you afraid of, Nobuko Mizutani, you are chosen by God, and God is watching you.

Thinking about it this way, I felt a little more at ease in my heart, as if there was a god really protecting me.

The black bird screamed a few times. Seeing that the crow was indifferent, as if it didn't fall into its own rules at all, it suddenly flapped its wings and flew up.

Then, it flew over the crow's head.

Under the red moon, its shadow was like a ghost, moving rapidly on the ground, and the light flickered wherever it passed.Apparently, the shadows also contain horribly grotesque rules.

God bless you...

The thought flashed again in the crow's mind, and her body flashed to the other side, leaving only a phantom in place.

The black bird streaked across the sky, its shadow streaked across the ground, and the phantom shattered.

The black bird turned its head, stared at the crow with its dark eyes, and flew towards the top of the crow's head again.

The crow was about to dodge to the other side, when the dead vines of the banyan tree rolled towards her like lightning.

Never get caught up in it.she thought.

The body rolled forward uncontrollably, dodging the withered vines.

Seeing the opportunity, the blackbird swooped down, and its shadow swept towards the crow.

"It's this moment." The voice in my mind sounded again, "Remember this moment, this is God's guidance and blessing." The crow bent its legs and flicked upwards, its body twisted into an incredible arc, and fell in midair He turned a somersault and narrowly escaped the shadow cast by the blackbird.

After another somersault, the crow appeared above the black bird, looking down at the black bird.

For the first time...for the first time since the crow realized that this was a world shrouded in the cloud of grotesque, she felt that the grotesque with the rules of terror running in these bodies didn't seem so...so scary.

"God said," said the voice in my head, "you can hold it with your hands now."

The crow was so convinced that he stretched out his hand and actually caught the black bird.

The black bird opened its mouth wide, howled mournfully, and flapped its wings fiercely.

Crow's ears are full of heavy metal rock.

"Weird? Is this grotesque?"

The crow looked at the struggling black bird in his hand, and felt an extremely strange feeling in his heart——

It turns out... It turns out that those grotesques that used to be able to deprive human lives at will, like gods of death, will actually be easily caught in my hands one day. Just being aggrieved is so...exciting.

Is this God? Is it God’s guidance?
Crow's entire scalp was numb, and goosebumps all over his body.

At this time, a deadly aura emanated from the black bird, eroding the crow's palm.

The flesh and blood on his hands quickly disappeared, leaving only white bones.

But it seemed that because of God's guidance, she didn't have the slightest fear in her heart, and she just waited for the endless surprises that God would bring to her.

"Now," said the voice again, "eat it!"

Eating...eating grotesques...this kind of thing is more terrifying than swallowing magma, the crow didn't even dare to think about it before.

But at this moment, there was an inexplicable frenzy in Crow's heart.

Grotesque... what would the flavor of grotesque be like?

Conditions are not allowed, otherwise stew it in a pot, or set up a grill, sprinkle with cumin and pepper... that would be called enjoyment.

She thought so in her heart, but she kept grabbing the black bird in her hand and stuffing it into her mouth.

The black bird was huge, but when it caught the edge of its beak, it turned into a mass of blackness and got into the crow's mouth.

The crow felt that the god of death rolled over his esophagus, and where he passed, the flesh and blood were cut off.But, really, she wasn't scared at all.

Under the red moon, the sky was gloomy, and the crow passed out on the ground.

The crow dreamed again—

In the evening, in the small town, it was raining heavily. A man wearing a bamboo hat stood at the gate of the courtyard and knocked on the gate.

She opened the courtyard door and saw a blurred face.

The man in the bamboo hat said: "The night is coming, the road is long and the rain is long, the wind is howling, it is not suitable to travel far, may I ask you to stay overnight?"

Crow woke up from his dream.

look around—

The sun is shining brightly, the sky is blue and white clouds are shining.

In the distance, the stream is gurgling, the bluestone bridge casts a reflection, and the houses are surrounded by smoke.

The banyan trees are as dense as before, and the branches are emerald green, as if washed by heavy rain.

Birds with colorful feathers are dancing on the branches, and their chirping is very crisp.

Everything is like a dream, and the horrible scene seems to be just an illusion.

The crow lowered its head and stretched out its palm. The palm was white, and the flesh and blood that had disappeared before was completely restored.

"Dark Crow..."

She muttered something, and that terrifying black bird slowly emerged in her palm, with a pair of dark eyes staring at her, as if embedded in her palm alive,

"It turns out that there really is a god..."

And she was chosen by God... Perhaps, she has never been abandoned by this world.Thinking of this, my nose can't help but feel a little sore.

……

The basement of Nara Apartment.

The live broadcast is over.

"Those nagging words," Gu Xing looked at the note rather speechlessly, "that is, the voice in the crow's mind, is it all your fault?"

[How about it, are you creative?coaxed that chick into a daze]

【Do you want to try it?Super interesting]

【Actually, you are more suitable for this than me】

[After entering the story of containing the grotesque, my power can only say a few words in the head of the triggerer, but you can directly affect the story of the containing stage]

[If you are interested, let the crow put the Faint Crow on the grill in that dead zone, or even boil water and stew it to eat... Of course, the premise is that the woman does not trigger the death rule of the Faint Crow...]

"What's the point of doing all these things... I'm a little curious, why can't the grotesque trader help the triggerer directly accommodate the grotesque, but also guide the triggerer to accommodate... the plot?"

[How do I know that kind of advanced and weird thoughts.But... don't you think that in this way, the matter of accommodating becomes a sense of ritual, sacredness and mission?Haha... God's Chosen One is so awesome]

Gu Xing was speechless again.

"By the way, what is that weird dead zone?"

【You are so boring】

[The so-called grotesque dead zone is generally something that can only be produced by grotesques at C level. The power of rules in the grotesques' own dead zone will be added. All in all, it's right to be very powerful]

"C-Class? You mean, the crow accommodates a C-Class grotesque?"

【How can it be so easy...you can understand by going to the bookshelf and looking at it】

"what?"

Gu Xing looked up at the bookshelf - wearing a suit and wearing sunglasses, Fujino, who was laying the floor by the corner, walked to the side of the bookshelf at some point, and picked up a new book in his hand to read.

Bastard... Gu Xing hasn't watched it yet.When he was in school, what he couldn't bear the most was that the new book he bought was read by others first.

Gu Xing walked over.

Gu Xing picked up the book.

The cover of the book shows the image of a fallen angel, with pitch-black wings and gloomy eyes, gazing at the world.

On the side of the cover, "Lucifer's Weird Trading Stories Collection" is printed.

The title of the first volume of the book is: The Raven and the Faint Crow.

Preface: Withered vines, old trees, dark crows, small bridges and flowing water, people, old roads, westerly winds and thin horses.Sunset, heartbroken people in the horizon.

The main part of the first volume records the whole process of the crow from triggering the grotesque to accommodating the grotesque.The description is very detailed.

The first few pages of the first volume are empty, Gu Xing speculates that this book may be waiting for a chance to complete the story.After all, Faint Crow's backstory is still blank.

Brief information about Faint Crow is recorded in the notes at the end of the first volume.

【faint crow】

Currently, it has been downgraded to a D-level grotesque (it was a C-level grotesque before containment, with a dead zone), and the rules can be supplemented and improved. It lives on the branches of a dead banyan tree entangled by withered vines. It is now taken in by the grotesque investigator Crow of the Lidu Police Headquarters.

Rule 1: Upon hearing the crow's call, the creature loses its soul (rule level E+).

Rule 2: Being cast by the shadow of a fainting crow, the creature will lose its soul (rule level D-).

Rule 3: The Faint Crow stands on a dead banyan tree entwined with withered vines, and the creatures cast by its shadow will lose their souls (D+).

There is a set of standards that are universally accepted around the world when it comes to grotesque and regular levels.Specific content indicators are cumbersome.

Xiaodong gave Gu Xing a brief introduction before, roughly divided into EDCBAS, E-level is the lowest, and S-level is the highest.

Each rule level is further subdivided, such as D-\D\D+, where D- is the lowest and D+ is the highest.

"But... how can a grotesque have so many rules?"

[It's normal, there is only one grotesque rule that is a minority.However, for these grotesques, there is always a rule that is the main rule, and the others are either complementary or incidental.In the real world, some rules are in the open, and some rules are in the dark]

[If you read Fujino's book carefully, Fujino himself contains at least three rules]

Gu Xing remembered - during Fujino's grotesque period, touching him and attacking him would all fall into the rules.

"According to what you said before," Gu Xing asked Xiaodong, "can I borrow these three rules?"

[Of course, but it's not unlimited, and you have to rest for a period of time after each borrowing.Moreover, there is a price to pay, but it is much cheaper and more convenient than exchanging grotesques from me.After all, no one is competing with you to borrow it, haha]

"Downgrade to accommodate..."

Gu Xing closed the book and put it on the shelf.The name on the cover of the book changed to - "Pawn Shop No. [-]"... which is a bit interesting.

"After containing this grotesque, can the crow really deal with that knocker species? It won't be another pitfall, right?"

[According to the promise of the weird trader, at least there is a chance at the rule level.The rest depends on how she uses the rules.Of course, luck is also important.Maybe one day, Faint Crow will turn into a C-level grotesque again, that would be amazing]

Don't worry anymore.After all, it is the crow's own business.

"go to bed!"

Gu Xing lay down on the bed - it was very strange, at least one day and one night had passed on the crow's side, but on Gu Xing's side, it had only been more than an hour, and it was still late at night.

In other words, since the crow left the office, has she entered another time and space?Xiaodong can't explain it clearly either.

After Gu Xing lay on the bed, Fujino ran to the bookshelf to read again, taking notes while reading.A grotesque can love learning so much, how embarrassing are those students who don't study hard every day...

wait... not right...

"Hey," Gu Xing frowned, "Don't draw anything on my book, you can find a notebook by yourself."

Gu Xing and Xiaodong discussed about Fujino's long-term living at home in the future.

Gu Xing was worried that others would see him, but Xiaodong said that as long as the rules are not enforced, no one can see Fujino except Gu Xing... that's okay.

In addition, as long as he doesn't continue to kill people, Fujino will have no chance to improve the rule level, and there will be no possibility of creating a dead zone, and he will not make the family spooky...

That's fine too.

There is no inconvenience except that there will be an extra person laying the floor on the floor of the house, and there will always be a grotesque person who is serious about reading beside the bookshelf.

Gu Xing squinted at Fujino who was looking for a notebook from the drawer, and fell asleep unknowingly.

Early the next morning, Anda called:
"Gu Xingjun, have you heard?"

"Ok?"

"Something happened to Hideo."

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