Chapter 71 Urban Legend 2 (4)
Teenagers are always rebellious.
Not long after they ended their carefree childhood, they entered a new environment. As their thoughts and insights expanded, they gradually awakened to self-awareness. This was their first time They clearly feel their own existence, and in order to maintain this existence, teenagers will instinctively distinguish themselves from others. They think that they are different, so they will have the illusion that "everyone is drunk and I am alone". At this time, they will become sensitive in order to protect their status. As long as they feel that they are When offended, their emotions will rise instantly, and no matter how reasonable the suggestion is, they will subconsciously act in the opposite direction.
Sato was like this now. He walked on the deserted street and muttered disdainfully: "That guy from Kawasaki is such a fool. He has been deceived so many times and still falls for it. He actually believes in that kind of thing. This guy looks unreliable, how can he look like a Taoist priest? It's ridiculous to say that he can protect us. If he really encounters something, just rely on him..."
He complained all the way, and suddenly thought of this, Sato was confused by his own words "If something really happened... "Remind me, he seems to be...going to find the cracked girl?
Thinking of his purpose, Sato's brain, which was heated due to his impulsiveness, gradually calmed down. He looked around, and it seemed that he had accidentally walked into a strange place. In a strange environment that he didn't know, especially There is always a sense of fear in dimly lit places, and Sato also No exception, he subconsciously wanted to go back, but as soon as this thought appeared, the young man's self-esteem began to refute himself. Although no one blamed him, he could just imagine himself being dejected within the specified time. went back, and then others looked at him with disdain.
"Tsk~ What kind of bullshit slit girl doesn't exist at all." Sato muttered to himself and continued walking deeper into the street. He muttered something like "I haven't met anyone before, it's impossible. I just met it, right?" "Huh, urban legend or something, it's too childish, impossible, impossible." I kept comforting myself and emboldening myself.
But as we all know, if someone deliberately does not imagine something, then the image of that thing will appear in that person's mind for the first time and will never go away. This is it now. The more he comforts himself, the clearer the information about the cracked girl becomes in Sato's mind. Unknowingly, a layer of fine sweat appears on his head, and the surrounding scene becomes more and more distorted in his eyes. , as if the slit girl was hiding in a dark corner.
"Forget it... let's go back." After walking for a while, Sato felt that he was walking further and further away. In such a strange place, if he continued walking, he might get lost, and the time was almost the same. Well, if we just go back like this, no one will say anything, and I can brag about my courage.
Thinking of this, he stopped moving forward, turned around, looked at the deserted street and walked back.
But as he walked, Sato discovered a big problem - he seemed to be really lost, but it was clear that he had only turned once in this area.
He seemed to wonder if he had taken the wrong road. The dim street lights and corners seemed to be carved out of the same mold. Even if he kept walking forward, he would not be able to reach the main road. He ran back, But he was not sure where he came in from.
"By the way, I can still make calls." Sato took out his mobile phone and dialed Kawasaki's number. The message "Not in the service area" displayed on the screen made his heart freeze.
"Are you kidding!" Sato was really anxious now. He said angrily: "It's in Tokyo, how can there be no signal? This mobile phone is terrible!"
Sato looked around and didn't see any pedestrians on the street, so he ran to a residential yard on the roadside, banged the door, and shouted: "Well, is anyone there? Is anyone home?"
He had just taken a few shots when he noticed something was wrong. The house was brightly lit, but there was no sound coming from inside, and there was no smell of fireworks at all. He took a step back and looked at the crack in the door below. Under the light of the house, a shadow is in the middle of the door crack, which means...
——There is someone behind the door! He clearly didn't hear any footsteps, but the shadow was already here. Sato thought of a terrifying possibility, that is, when he knocked on the door, the other party was already waiting behind the door.
Why? Why does the other party seem to know that I am coming? Why was he silent behind the door? A strange feeling of fear enveloped Sato. He turned around and ran outside desperately, running along the road. He felt that as long as he kept running, he would be able to get out of this strange area. But just halfway through, a fork in the road appeared in front of him, forcing him to choose a direction to continue running. Sato, who was in a panic, didn't dare to stop. However, this was just the beginning of a nightmare. He was obviously running in one direction. , but could always go back to the place where he was just now, which made him a little desperate.
So he changed direction. This time he was luckier. He saw a pedestrian on the corner street not long after walking. This was the first passerby he met here. , Sato rushed forward as if he saw hope. He stopped the pedestrian and asked breathlessly: "Well, please wait a moment... I want to ask, what is the direction of the station..."
But at the next moment, Sato was stunned. The pedestrian in front had his back turned to him and could not see clearly. However, from the long hair, he could tell that she was a woman. She was wearing a red coat, which was very out of place. The weather was beginning to change. When the heat gets hot, you have to wear a coat at night, but a coat? That would be an exaggeration. So Sato naturally thought of that name.
——The cracked girl.
The passer-by slowly turned around, she was wearing a mask, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes, but Sato only felt his hands and feet were cold, and after the other person said the first words, his blood flowed It seemed to be frozen.
"Am I beautiful?" she asked.
"Ordinary...ordinary..." Sato replied with chattering teeth. He is also a member of the Supernatural Department after all, and he is very familiar with urban legends. According to legend, whether he answers beautiful or ugly questions, he will anger the other person, but If she answers like this, she will let the target go.
"So, what about this?" The cracked woman nodded, then reached out and took off her mask.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!!!" Sato staggered back and sat on the ground. He looked at the face of the woman in front of him in horror and wanted to get up and escape, but his hands and feet could not move at all. Disobedient.
A horrific wound opened along the corner of the girl's mouth. In the bloody and blurred wound were sharp interlaced fangs. Drops of blood flowed down along the corner of the girl's mouth, and the girl's A pair of sharp scissors also appeared in his hand.
"So, what about this?" The cracked woman slowly approached him and asked repeatedly.
"Pu...Pupu ugh ugh ugh!!!" Sato was about to cry, his voice was hoarse from fear, and he made a weird accent, but couldn't say a complete sentence, and he stretched out his hand When he got to the pocket, there was the hairspray he had prepared. It is said that the cracked girl was afraid of the smell of hairspray! But his hands were shaking so much that as soon as he took out the box of hairspray, the box fell to the ground and rolled away.
"It seems that you are afraid of me." The cracked girl raised the scissors: "Become like me, you don't have to be afraid."
"Ah! Ahhhhh!!!" Sato Looking at the box rolling far away, he let out a cry of despair.
"Scream! Shut up!" A man's voice came from behind Sato.
(End of this chapter)