My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 172 Do You Believe in Fairy Tales?

The rain in the sky was a little lighter, the night wind was whimpering, and a few remnants of open flames were still burning, shining light and shadows dancing in the forest.

The mud gathered from the top of the mountain flowed around, and the eyes of the two met in the air, and then, the hands they held slowly trembled in the darkness.

"Starting tomorrow, I'm going to be Spider-Man."

"Can you stop talking if you are so seriously injured!"

"Xiao Zhen, why did your face turn into a little cat?"

"Stop talking about that, can you still get up?"

With Niijima's support, the two slowly climbed up from the pit, looking at the messy forest, Fujiwara Hoshiku suddenly smiled.

Counting a few minutes ahead, it was still a chaotic battlefield with dancing flames, rushing water, whistling wind, and earth shaking. Now, except for a few open flames that are still burning, everything is quiet.

The pain all over his body was still telling him how dangerous the battle just now was. If it hadn't been for Xiao Zhen's knife, maybe tonight would have been more catastrophic.

However, it is difficult to be perfect in such a dangerous situation. Being able to win with a huge gap in strength was beyond his expectation.

Originally, he planned to delay Yijin Zhentian for a while, and then find an opportunity to slip away.

Fujiwara Xingkong stood there, looking at the distant mountains and near water, entangled to death by spider silk, Yizu Maten, who passed out in a coma, thought for a long time.

"Xiao Zhen."

"Huh?" Niijima tilted his head and looked at him.

"You don't have a shikigami yet, do you?"

"Yeah, you ask, don't you mean?"

"Yeah, go quickly, or you won't be able to subdue it after the effect of the toxin has passed."

"No." Niijima shook his head with difficulty, "That's yours."

"Hurry up!" Fujiwara Xingkong roared, his body shook, and thick blood gushed out from the wound on his shoulder.

"Hurry up and let's get out of here"

As he spoke intermittently, his heart became increasingly tired, and the scene in front of him became increasingly blurry.

"what happened to you?"

Niijima supported him, and when he looked closely, he could see that his exhausted body was throbbing weakly.

"I'm going to faint anytime now"

Niijima put him down lightly, and replied, "Okay!"

Immediately afterwards, a pentagram seemed to light up, and a spell to summon shikigami was faintly heard.

"Five directions, shikigami supporting the wings! 』

Fujiwara Xingkong couldn't see what happened, his thoughts were sometimes sober in the dark, and sometimes disordered.When I am awake, I can feel the severe pain, but there is a trace of peace in the chaos.

Vaguely, it seemed that Niijima was carrying him on his back and walking hard in the forest.

The soft touch relieved the pain on his body a bit, and he murmured and asked, "How did you get here..."

"I couldn't find you when I woke up, so I followed the sound all the way to find you."

"Stupid you, it's safe to hide there."

"Stop teaching me, don't forget that you are one year younger than me!"

"It feels like Xiaozhen from the past is back."

Niijima carried him along the muddy forest road all the way down the mountain, the wind was rustling with tiredness and a bit of fishy smell.

"There are also some scattered little monsters chasing after."

"Now I can run out of strength."

"Me too, let's go first."

Makoto Niijima glanced back at the vast forest behind him. There was also a dangerous restlessness in the tranquility. The long howls of canines tore through the night rain. The traces left by people are quickly hunted down and mopped up.

Cold and heavy rain, the night is still long...

Fujiwara Xingkong's spirit has been groggy.

While sleeping and waking up, blurred scenes floated in front of my eyes, such as the dark rainy night, human faces, and swaying trees.

In the blur, it seemed that Niijima really put him behind a big tree, and then there seemed to be a blue light flashing, a mouse demon's head was broken, and the blood spurted out formed small ice beads in the air, falling one by one On the ground, like a ruby.

Later, my sister-in-law came to carry him on her back again.

"There are still many pursuers behind, we have to leave this mountain."

Then, there was a "plop".

Niijima, who was extremely weak, staggered under his feet, and the two slid directly down the hillside.

Rolling and colliding all the way, dizzy and dizzy.

The pain is not very painful, anyway, the consciousness is almost paralyzed.

Vaguely, I seemed to see a light, opened my eyes and saw, ah, it turned out to be rolled onto a winding mountain road.

The street lamps are connected one after another. In the heavy rain, the lights are bright and cold, extending lonely into the distance on this quiet mountain road.

Shinjima climbed over from the side, helped him up, and continued on his way.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

The light was projected down through the sparse trees, and with the sound of coughing, blood flowed down Niijima Makoto's cheek.

Stretching out his hand to wipe it, he found a blurred pool of blood on his forehead, presumably it was hit when he rolled down just now.On the other side, Fujiwara Xingkong, his legs were walking unnaturally, and walking was also very difficult.

At this time, the rain became heavier again, the dark clouds covered the entire sky, the torrential rain poured down, the strong wind passed through the dense forest, and there was a strange roar from a distance.

After walking for about half an hour, they came to a lonely bus stop. The two of them finally lost their feet and sat down on the ground.

Niijima really relied on the stop sign and didn't want to move.Just now, my forehead was hit hard on a stone, and now I have a terrible headache. Rain is falling on my face, and it feels like I have fallen into a lake.

There was water in all directions, and it poured directly into her mouth and nose.

Vaguely, I also heard the sound of chaotic footsteps coming from the other end of the Panshan Highway.

"Fujiwara, are we going to die?"

The voice was low, with a hint of choking coming through the rain.

Fujiwara Xingkong stared at the words [Inariqian] on the stop sign for a while, and suddenly asked: "Xiaozhen, do you believe in fairy tales?"

"Eh?"

"Wait in front of the stop sign on a rainy night, maybe a cute guy will appear."

"What?" Niijima looked at him puzzled.

Fujiwara Xingkong did not explain, but motioned her to listen carefully.

At this moment, there was a sudden change in the world.At first, it was the birds in the sky, chirping and chirping, as if they were playing moving music.Then there are fishes in the mountain lakes, one, two, three. More and more jump out of the water, as if they are dancing, and they seem to be welcoming the arrival of something.

Hurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

From the depths of the forest or halfway up the mountain, the beautiful melody wafted by the wind is probably the sound of fife.

Niijima suddenly heard the movement coming from her side, she turned her head gently to look over, then looked away, looked back again, and the naive monster also glanced at her sideways, in the eyes of one person and one monster are full of curiosity.

"Ha~~" Niijima smiled incredulously, "Is this Totoro?"

Fujiwara Xingkong smiled and greeted the fluffy fat mouse: "Excuse me, are you a mountain god?"

"Yeeeeeeeeee~~"

Totoro responded by waving its small short hand, which probably means "the mountain god asked me to take you to see it." Its round and chubby appearance makes people want to roll in its belly.

As it finished speaking, two dazzling lights came from the mountain road, and the strange-looking Totoro bus stopped.

This is a cat-shaped bus with no wheels but 12 legs.

The eyes will glow when driving at night, and most people can't see it.The way of action is mainly jumping and crawling, and it can also climb trees and walk wires.

Totoro got into the car first, and waved at the two from the window.

"Let's go!" Fujiwara Xingkong held up his energy, and with the support of Niijima Ma, they stepped on this vehicle that would only exist in fairy tales.

(End of this chapter)