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Chapter 388 Freaks at work
"There is an old saying among flower growers, that is, people are just as their names say."

I whispered:

"No inappropriate names whatsoever."

I did not answer this question directly, because Kinoshita Saburo himself has already said it——

'Five Spine'.

It's a no-brainer that something could have five backbones.
Naturally, a monster.

And it's not just any ordinary monster.

Among the limbs and heads twisting randomly on the ground, I even saw limbs that were not within the common sense more than once.

So that 'five' is probably the total number of species mixed in Saburo Kinoshita's body.

"I'm a bastard."

Saburo Kinoshita's slightly hoarse voice sounded from behind me:

"That's the 'bastard' you people like to curse the most."

"But most of the curse words are false, but I am true. I am mixed with the flesh and blood of many races."

"You must be curious about who my biological father and mother are, and why I gave birth to a monster like me, right?"

"In fact, I do not know."

"Ever since I was born, I have been abandoned under a rotten wooden stake. No one wants to admit that I am a creature of incest."

"Kinoshita Saburo is not a very meaningful name."

"It's because I have been staying in that rotten wooden pile and am the third eldest child in the family, so when I was still able to transform, I gave myself a name, Kinoshita Saburo."

"You must be curious, I don't know who my biological father and mother are, so why do I know that I am the third in the family, right?"

"Actually, this is not based on the species that gave birth to me."

"But according to my wife's ranking."

"My wife has an elder brother, she is the second child. When she met me, she said her name was A Er, and I could call her A San from now on, so I decided to call her A San."

[Although the world has changed, times have changed.

But Kinoshita Saburo still remembered the shadow that almost covered the sky and sun, leaning towards him.

It was a summer that was much hotter than previous years. Rivers dried up, crops dried up, and farmers migrated in large numbers.

There was no one, and not far from the tree stump, the group of dream-eating tapirs that feed on dreams naturally had to move.

The dream-eating tapir migrates following humans, but he knows very clearly——

Once the dream-eating tapirs move away, he will be unable to obtain food and will eventually die.

His body is too big. Although he has many limbs, he is very insensitive because of his size, which makes him unable to hunt normally.

In the past, when the dream-eating tapirs were exhausted from a feast, he could sneak out and eat some of the leftover dregs that the dream-eating tapirs accidentally sucked up, barely filling his stomach.

But now, it is obvious that the group of dream-eating tapirs will not bring any aliens with them.

Therefore, no matter how hard he struggled, the Dream-Eating Tapirs all left.

No one said anything about taking him with them.

Even if he knew, one of those dream-eating tapirs must be his mother or father.

But he's a freak, an alien, a bastard, isn't he?
Freaks should have the self-consciousness of being a freak, and there is no need to expect help, because living is just disgusting.

From that day on, he was accompanied by long and unbearable hunger.

He wanted to die, but he couldn't get over the burning pain in his body.

Burning, overwhelming pain.

The feeling of hunger was crueler than the cruelest dream he had ever seen.

Scrap out the will and ignite the turbid blood.

So, under such hunger, he made a sound for the first time.

Not a human voice.

It is not the sound of the dream-eating tapir calling people into dreams.

But a bird call.

The sound of a bird that occasionally rests on a rotten log.

Why does it make this sound?

very simple. He really hoped that the bird that usually screamed randomly on the wooden pile could enter the tree hole under the wooden pile.

'Chirp, chirp'

'Tweet? '

'Chirp, chirp'

"Tweet-tweet-tweet!!!"

In his long years, he has eaten many delicious things.

Occasionally, he would recall the joy of hunting for the first time, but he could not remember the taste.

come in!
come in--

So hungry, so hungry! ! !

He kept imitating various sounds, waiting for the occasional passing bird, rabbit, wild mouse, or occasionally a not-so-cunning fox.

Unknown, everything is unknown.

Just like a fisherman fishing on the river, no one knows whether a fish will take the bait in the next second, or what kind of fish will be caught.

The unknown after having enough food and clothing is particularly exciting.

He gradually becomes fascinated, until the unknown of one day becomes too exciting.

The sound of birds that day did not attract the birds that were already on alert due to the large number of deaths of their kind.

Instead, it attracted a young girl who wanted to find birds.

The little girl came tiptoeing, thinking that her hands and feet were nimble, but in his ears, there was a rumbling sound like thunder.

Unable to avoid it, the shadow gradually covered the hole of the wooden stake. The little girl slowly leaned over. In panic, he shouted:

"do not come!"

There is good news. It was too dark inside the tree stump and the little girl couldn't see him clearly. She could only touch and see the shadow inside the tree stump.

But there is also a piece of really sad and unfortunate bad news——

The little girl regarded him as a kindred spirit.

The truth was mixed with lies, rolling out of his throat almost without thinking. He said to the little girl:

'I was abandoned in a tree hole by my parents. '

'No one wants me, so I'm here to die. '

The young girl has not yet experienced the baptism of time, so she is naturally kind-hearted.

So from that day on, he no longer had to wait for prey, someone would specially deliver some fruits and vegetables to him.

The little girl said her name was Erniang, so he naturally got the name Sanlang.

The second mother would often talk to him about trivial things in the world, such as who she met while doing laundry today, who told her about whose child, the husband and wife were not getting along, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were not getting along, and when she and her father were selling melons and fruits, someone took advantage of them.

She said that her eldest brother was planning to marry a wife, but he couldn't get any money, so he planned to become a hunter and hunt for furs and sell them for money.

Occasionally, I would ask him why he stayed in a rotten tree hole and never came out.

Very trivial, very ordinary.

But, I still feel at ease.

then
He thought, how about changing his body?
When you go out for a stroll, you can also check out the delicious vegetarian cakes in the town that Erniang said are so delicious.

Maybe it's because he's a freak.

Therefore, instinct is at work, and he knows how to change his form.

He was still the same, using onomatopoeia to attract some mountaineers.

Sure enough, he transformed.

He picked the most beautiful head and placed it on his head. He hid in the tree stump and waited for the little girl from the past to happily come to him.

He waited until Er Niang arrived, but Er Niang was not happy.

She came crying, crying and shouting:

"Come out quickly, there are monsters eating people around here recently, and they ate my eldest brother's head."

"Run quickly. If you don't run, it's too late."]

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