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Chapter 67 Zuozi

In a house in Tokyo, there were seven men and women who looked like high school students. The curtains were all pulled down, and the room was dark, and everyone was wearing blue clothes.

The room next door was dim and countless candles were lit in the house.

If you count the candles in detail, there are a total of 100. However, at this time, almost all the candles in the room have been blown out, and only the last candle is still burning slowly.

All the seven people in blue clothes lowered their heads and lowered their eyes. If they looked closely, they would find that the seven people looked different, some were frightened and some were disregarded, and some were even trembling.

There were whispers in the room:

"After school, Sako hurriedly stepped over one railway after another, hoping to catch the train he wanted to get on in time."

"But if she was not careful, she stepped into the dark ditch covered by heavy snow and couldn't pull it out."

"Just as soon as the tram was coming, the deafening whistle and the pain of her lower body were woven together. She actually witnessed her waist being beyond recognition."

"The tram whizzed past, leaving only the blood and flesh stuck to the rails, dyeing the blood and flesh of the snow red."

The whispering sounded like a resentful ghost whispered in the ears of everyone in the room, chattering, and the gloomy environment made people extremely terrified.

"Ah!" Someone screamed in a low voice, and quickly covered his mouth in horror.

The other people also looked scared on their faces, and some of them were pale.

The nagging whispers are still ringing:

"But she didn't die immediately."

"The temperature was too low and her blood vessels were condensed immediately. She still had a breath. Even if she had only half of her body left, she struggled to climb to the railway entrance with her hands, but in the end she stopped breathing within a few minutes."

"The temperature next to the entire railway track dropped sharply, and it was a slaughter."

"It is said that before she died, she used her hands to explore her missing lower body."

There seemed to be a sound of swallowing saliva in the room, and there was silence.

After a moment of silence, the whisper sounded again:

"After the accident, two male classmates in the same class as Sako made a song like a playful thought."

"Three days later, the bodies of these two male classmates were found, and the lower half of the bodies flew away."

"The name of this song is Sako."

"The lyrics are: Sako's legs are gone, she is coming to take your legs tonight, she is coming to take your legs tonight."

"My legs are gone, can you give me yours?"

Someone in the room started humming.

In the dead and dark room, the people wearing blue clothes and white faces, the faint and miserable singing, the people in the room felt their lower bodies began to feel numb.

"Shouzi, stop singing."

One of the seven people spoke with a pale face, and the other people nodded and looked at the girl in the head of the seat.

The girl seemed to have been immersed in the singing and was interrupted by the girl. Then she suddenly came back to her senses, raised her head quietly, and looked at everyone.

The other six people swallowed, and saw that the girl named Shoko looked pale and looked like a ghost in the dark.

Shoko shook her head, seemed to have come back to her senses, and sighed and said:

"This is the ghost story about Sako."

The other people nodded, and one of the boys suddenly frowned and said, "Are we talking about enough of a hundred ghost stories?"

Several people looked at each other and nodded.

The first Matsuko stood up.

"What are you going to do?" the person next to him changed his expression and shouted.

Shozi raised his eyebrows: "Go and blow out the candle?"

"Shouzi..." the girl next to her murmured with fear.

"Or why don't we just stop bragging, if...if..." the other people also said nervously.

"It's okay." Shouzi waved casually, pushed the door and walked out, and walked towards the room with candles burning next door.

The other six people looked at each other and gritted their teeth and followed.

The last candle in the room was shaking, emitting a faint dim light.

He shouted, and the candle was extinguished.

In the dark night, a piece of blood splattered on the walls of the room, and the extinguished candles burned again, jumping in the dark night.

There was thick black smoke rising above Mount Fuji, and below the black smoke was a sea of ​​fire.

With the ignition of the flamethrower, the forest sea began to slowly burn, and trees like ghost trees fell into the vast sea of ​​fire.

The weather is beautiful and the wind blows.

The flames burned more and more vigorously, and the tongue of fire continued to swallow the vast forest.

Mount Fuji is slowly covered by black clouds. I can't see the appearance of Mount Fuji clearly. I can only see the sky getting darker and the black clouds floating.

The fires soared into the sky and burned violently between the sky and the earth.

In the towns far away in Mount Fuji, everyone walked onto the streets and looked at Mount Fuji where the fires surged into the sky in the distance.

Sakura Country TV broadcast this situation live. Countless people in Sakura Country were silently watching Lin Hai who turned into a sea of ​​fire. Some news about Lin Hai has been disclosed.

The forest sea mutated because the volcano at the foot of the mountain, which produced toxic gases, which would harm the Chinese people. The forest sea grew very fast and continued to occupy Mount Fuji.

Therefore, the Sakura Kingdom ordered that the forest sea be destroyed.

This is the news disclosed by Sakura Country.

Countless people looked at the burning flames on TV and Mount Fuji covered by black smoke, and prayed in a low voice.

As a holy mountain, Mount Fuji is a holy place for countless Shinto believers, so when I see this scene, I can’t help but worry.

Fujiwara Hidekawa stood on the street in the distance, looking at Mount Fuji where black clouds rose in front of him.

Although he was already far away from the forest sea, he could still feel the hot air coming from the forest sea and the dust floating in the sky.

Suddenly, Fujiwara Hidekawa's eyes froze, and his eyes fell to the ground with a piece of dust floating from the forest.

The dust fell to the ground and actually dissipated directly on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a little black sapling was exposed.

The saplings began to grow rapidly under the comments of Fujiwara Hidekawa.

Fujiwara Hidekawa's pupils tightened suddenly, his expression changed drastically, and he quickly picked up the communicator at his waist to report!

The drifting dust can be reborn as a tree.

This is something that was not discovered in the previous experiment, but at this time, it was too late!

The flames in the forest are no longer able to be curbed.

The essence of ghost wood lies in the resentful spirits. As long as the resentful spirits do not disperse, ghost wood will grow endlessly. It turns out that ghost wood is enclosed at the foot of Mount Fuji and can only expand a little bit.

now......

Wei Yuan looked at the black smoke covering the sky in the distance, shook his head helplessly, picked up the script and wrote.

It was not the only one who discovered the changes in the forest. Many people near Mount Fuji discovered the changes in the forest. The upper class began to discuss anxiously.

However, the burning of the forest sea could no longer stop, and the dust of the forest drifted everywhere in Mount Fuji with the summer wind, and even drifted outside Mount Fuji.

Black and gray ghost trees began to grow, swallowing all the life forms around them.

Miko Kamiyama, standing next to Shingen Sakura, looked at the black trees growing rapidly in the shrine with shock. Their growth rate in the shrine was particularly amazing, and they quickly spread throughout the shrine.
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