not a monster

Chapter 108 Normal People in an Abnormal World

The masked man underneath said, "Master Ah Li, please borrow a Firefly."

The woman in Chinese clothes just smiled lightly, without opening her mouth, an ethereal response came from the tunnel.

"You're welcome."

One of the fireflies above the mountain tunnel floated down and stopped in front of Feng Wuli.

Feng Wuli thanked the woman on the mountain, followed the firefly into the tunnel, and finally the darkness swallowed him, leaving only a little fluorescent light.

The woman on the mountain was still standing there.

From time to time, a car would come from a distance, enter her body, and exit through the tunnel exit.

If someone else looked up the tunnel, they could only see a stone that looked like a human being standing on it, as if looking into the distance, surrounded by countless fireflies.

You can't see your fingers in the mountain tunnel, Feng Wuli can only follow the Liu Ying in front and let the other party lead the way.

Occasionally, there will be the sound of a car whizzing by, sometimes it feels far away, and sometimes it feels like it is driving past me.

Feng Wuli has been to the club twice, the first time was brought by Wang Xilou, when he was just in junior high school.

From that day on, a strange rumor appeared in the world of monsters and practitioners.

It is said that the great practitioner who dared to challenge the immortals back then, Wang Zhuang Wang Xilou, was not a failure in closing the immortal gate, but he did not get the status of immortals for some reason, but his spiritual power has already entered the ranks of immortals.

Someone asked, how could such a thing happen?Simply unheard of.

Someone who knows the truth will say that there is absolutely no wrong statement. That day he saw with his own eyes that the terrifying zombie appeared in the club, accompanied by a handsome little zombie.

It should be the maid.

Monsters look at people, just like people look at animals. The way to distinguish them is generally not to look at the appearance, but to form the entanglement structure of the spirit.

And he has the unreasonable wind of the right emperor on his body, even more Wang Xilou than Wang Xilou, plus he has a massive spiritual power that is tens of thousands of times stronger than Wang Xilou now.

Not many monsters have seen Wang Xilou's real face, whether it is male or female.

Being wrong is inevitable.

After walking a few hundred meters, I don't know when, but I can no longer hear a car whizzing by.

Gradually, there were strange voices around, as if appearing on the street, and there were taunts in my ears.

There was a faint light ahead, and he knew he had arrived.

The firefly flew around and suddenly disappeared. The exit of the tunnel in front of him seemed to open a door to another world in the night. He walked over looking for the light, and the light at the exit was white. Hearing the sound of waves hitting the shore, smelling the fishy smell of the sea, hearing the fluttering wings of frightened birds in the mountains and forests, and the sound of deer, the shock of thousands of horses galloping across the grassland, and sometimes coming from the depths of the sea. The crowing of whales is ethereal and long.

He stepped out, and all sounds disappeared.

Those voices just now were all A Li's fantasy.

A Li, like Master Yishan in Feng Wuli's hometown, is a kind of mountain spirit monster. They belong to the mountain spirit system, born from the weakest little monster, floating and sinking.

She likes to ask the passing little monsters what it's like outside.

Listening to those little monsters passing by and telling the stories outside, I have never tired of listening to them for hundreds of thousands of years. Every time I listen to the stories outside, I will fantasize about the outside world, but she can’t leave the mountain, so she named herself A Li. Get out of here and look outside.

As soon as Feng Wuli came out of the tunnel, a humanoid monster in a tunic suit passed by him on a [-]-bar. A few short monsters lay on the glass counter in front of the roadside shop and looked at the snacks inside, and were impatiently The fat boss waved him away, and immediately ran away in all directions. A faceless monster with a stack of newspapers on the street ran up to every monster passing by, without saying a word. If a monster wanted a newspaper, he would take a copy. Suddenly, he left Joy came from some distance away at the tunnel crossing.

Feng Wuli looked over there, and saw a dark locomotive behind the crowd, standing a bunch of monsters, as if they were cutting the ribbon, setting off firecrackers, beating gongs and drums.

The clubs in various places are also known as the demon country here.

More and more monsters ran over to watch.

It's really the Night Walk of the Hundred Demons, but there is only daytime here.

Because the sun in the sky and the blue sky and white clouds are all painted, and they are not in a realistic style, they are painted by masters of traditional Chinese painting, giving people a sense of absurdity that has entered landscape painting.

But at least it's not postmodernism.

It is full of absurd pictures, but because it is real in front of your eyes, it is like a version of Qingming Riverside Scene at the end of the [-]th century.

I am just a person in the painting.

In the past, there was a better-known name - Taohuayuan.

"Master Wang Xilou, you are here."

Feng Wuli turned his head, and a girl in a blue and white school uniform with long sleeves and long trousers and braids stood beside her at some point.

A piece of paper was pasted on the forehead of the other party, and a smiling face was drawn on the paper, but her own face could not be seen.

"I'm here to pick up things." Feng Wuli didn't intend to explain whether he was Wang Xilou.

First of all, there is no need to explain, and secondly, he can be.

"this way please."

She leads the way, Feng Wuli walks in this somewhat bizarre world, there are a few dead bones lying beside a thatched hut by the roadside, these should be some lazy monsters, but they are too lazy, they only know how to lie down, even lazy to eat, After starving to death, only the bones of his body remained, and even so, he just wanted to lie down all day long.

The withered bone suddenly turned over.

He also scratched his butt and continued to lie down.

His eyes jumped.

Suddenly a yellow dog passed by, took a bone from him and ran away, the skeleton ran up and chased after it with bones all over.

……

Every time I come here, I feel a kind of exhaustion of mental pollution.

Here, it seems normal is a mistake.

All monsters look so abnormal, even the girl in front of me, like Sadako in a middle school uniform, appeared on the street in the style of landscape painting at the beginning of last century.

The sense of fragmentation makes people feel a little hairy.

The woman entered a post office-like house, and Feng Wuli waited outside.

Suddenly, he looked to the side of the road, and a child wearing a lion dance lion head was on the side of the road, attracting his attention.

The child was dressed in human clothes and with a lion's head on the side of the road, playing with a group of little monsters.

It's just that Feng Wuli can feel that although there are many monsters around his body, that child is a human being.

Few humans come to the club, even practitioners rarely come here, why is there a child there.

The girl in school uniform came out, holding a mirror in her hand, Feng Wuli took it and put it into the shadow.

He asked, "Why is there a human there?"

"It's Xiaobai."

The paper on the woman's face made a smile, her mouth opened and closed:
"He is a child abandoned by humans. He was picked up by the adults of the club. He could see monsters, and he probably behaved strangely, so he was thrown into the wild by his parents."

Feng Wuli remained silent, looking at the child who was playing with a group of little monsters with tin frogs and rolling hoops.

The other party may wear the lion head of the lion dance in order to integrate into the world of monsters.

Laughter looks happy.

If the reality he sees is abnormal, he does not have the right to choose between normal and abnormal.

What you see is not normal, is it really not normal?
(End of this chapter)