A Lie Told by a Fox Is Not the Truth

——Inhuman creatures that devour human emotions are called "weird stories". The bright red curtain hangs down, and candles are strangely arranged on the circular icons on the floor. The weak candlelight illuminated the dim room. Around the mysterious wooden coffin that was sealed by countless talismans in the center of the formation, the face of a person wearing a black linen robe was looming under the shadow of the hood. ——After the "Origin War", the survivors established a city to resist the mental contamination and intrusion of Kaidan, and blocked the news of Kaidan to prevent the spread of Kaitan's "story". The clock is ticking, the minute hand overlaps the hour hand, and it is exactly twelve o'clock at midnight. The two leaders exchanged glances with each other, stood up and walked towards the center of the formation. After opening a bloody talisman on the coffin, one person raised his arm, and bursts of gibbering-like chanting came from the rest of the crowd. "The night falls, and the day flees in the opposite direction in which He came;" "Blood and flesh sing and dance, dividing spirit and wishes into three equal proportions of gold;" "A share is given to the one He loves, making them immortal and turning white bones into red flesh;" "A share is given to those whom He has confused, making them confused in this life and unable to enter reincarnation forever;" "The last portion..." The voice of the leading man in black was suddenly interrupted. He looked up in shock and saw that the coffin had been opened at some point. What sat inside was not the rotting bones and rotten flesh, but a young man holding his chin with a smile. "How about giving it to me?" ——Kaitan is the mortal enemy of human beings, not only because of their ability to be resurrected almost infinitely, but also because of their greed for human flesh and emotions. Pink mist rose, and the sound of objects falling suddenly came from behind. Only then did the leader realize that at some point, all the others were unconscious, and he was the only one standing among his accomplices present. "Healing people to death, flesh and bones, immortality, transcending reincarnation..." The man in black looked back tremblingly at the young man who was mumbling words, smiled, and sighed, "For such a trivial matter, why do you need to ask for those strange stories from unknown origins?" His breathing gradually became faster and his body became heavier for some reason. The man in black knelt down on his knees and rested his elbows on the ground. In his hazy vision, he could only see the young man walking out of the coffin. On his bare white calves, the black three-tailed fox tattoo seemed to come alive and smiled strangely at him. ——But at the same time, strange stories will also give power to specific people in special ways as a reward for helping them eat. "Instead of believing that strange story about cannibalism," a slender index finger lifted his hood, the young man met his gaze and blew lightly on his face, "you might as well ask me to help you..." He saw the strange red light in the young man's eyes burning like a flame, and the breath was like an iron ingot stuck in his chest. The feeling of suffocation due to lack of oxygen made him couldn't help but scratch his chest, trying to pull the stale breath out of his chest. But how can he grasp the invisible thing? At the last second before death, he heard the young man sigh quietly. "I thought that after today, you will never forget this again in your life." "——After all, it is better to worship me than to pray to God." A warm touch came to my eyelids, and the world finally fell into a long darkness. ——Ghost stories have existed since the birth of human language, and the battle with humans has lasted for tens of thousands of years. The young man Shi Shiran smiled, turned around, jumped to the coffin, and stretched out his hand to the person lying inside: "Okay, it's okay. Let me help you out." The child curled up and hiding on the edge of the coffin stopped trembling. He sat up expressionlessly, raised his eyes, looked into the young man's violet-colored peach blossom eyes and said: "Thank you, what's your name?" ——The last and most important point: Although some kaidan can communicate with humans and possess reason, kaidan cannot hold human nature and cannot understand human emotions. Don't treat it with unnecessary humanitarian concern, as this may lead to you being attacked by ghost stories. ——The "New Calendar Monster Talk Management Law" stipulates that if a ghost talk is encountered, complete killing in a physical sense is allowed, except under special circumstances. All prerequisites are to ensure the safety of one's own life, and ordinary people are not allowed to come into contact with and believe in the existence of ghost stories. The young man smiled and said nothing. Purpose: Persevere in the glory of humanity in despair