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Wuyin Village is near the sea. When the tide rises and falls every night, the sound of rushing water shakes people's dreams.

Kenichi Iguchi has been accompanied by the sound of ocean waves since he was born.During the day he dives into the dangerous waters surrounded by rocks to collect shellfish, and at night he sleeps with the tide.

Relying on the sea to eat the sea has been like this for generations.

Kenichi Iguchi often sees someone comparing the ocean to the gentle embrace of a mother, and whenever he hears this, he always scoffs.

The ocean is not a mother, it is a man-eating monster.In the bottomless deep sea, nothing but fear is fear, that is the dead silence where you are the only one left struggling in the whole world.

Kenichi Iguchi didn't know the legend of Cthulhu, otherwise he could be even more afraid.

Wuyin Village is the place with the most ghost stories among all the villages, not one of them.

The sea as black as ink at night is a major source of fear, followed by the white fog that lingers all year round.

It wasn't the mist with fairy air, but the mist that was inextricably entangled with the smell of blood.

Sniffing the air of Wuyin Village, the central idea is "two smells" - fish and blood.

There are too many horror elements, and the sea breeze can also act as BGM. Wuyin Village is used to telling ghost stories to children as bedtime fairy tales.

Where did the fallacy come from, Kenichi Iguchi shivered against the wall.

He has been afraid since he was a child, and the more he is afraid, the more he loves to watch, and finally he lives like an adult.

"Shuji Tsushima—"Midnight Candlelight." After a busy day, Kenichi Iguchi lay on a chair, reading a book by dim candlelight.

"An author I don't know, no, I don't know any writer at all." He flipped through the book cover curiously, but couldn't find any familiar words of recommendation.

The culture and education of Ninja World lags behind that of Hunter World next door by more than ten years.There are even very few newspapers here, and most of the newspapers publish rebellious arrest warrants and gossip communicated in slang and coded language.

It wasn't until Jiraiya, one of the Sannin, stepped into the field of literature that there were occasional travel notes and jokes posted in newspapers.

In addition to newspapers, there are also entertaining books that can be read in bookstores. They are few and old, and the spiritual food is worse than the literary world where all the literary giants go to fight so that no one writes books.

Due to the low profit margin and the small number of publishing houses, newcomers often need seniors in the industry to write recommendations if they want to publish a book. These recommendations will be printed on the book cover for readers to read.

The more and better the recommendations, the faster the book will naturally sell.

The cover of the book in Kenichi Iguchi's hands was clean, except for the title of the work and the author's name, but the packaging was exquisite and unusual, which made people suddenly feel weird.

It was this weirdness that made him buy it by accident.

Kenichi Iguchi likes horror stories. He feels that the sense of weirdness is an early warning from his intuition, and something terrible may happen when he turns the pages of the book.

People can't resist the desire to die.

"If it doesn't look good, use it as firewood." He threatened and turned to the first page.

[When there is no sun, candlelight is the only light. 】

Iguchi Kenichi subconsciously looked up at the candlestick on the wall where wax and tears flowed. The warm yellow light made him feel at ease as if he had returned to his mother's body. He read this book called "Midnight Candlelight" by the light of the candle. novel.

"It should be a warm story." Kenichi Iguchi felt that it was not as interesting as horror stories, but at the same time felt that reading fairy tales before going to bed could give him a good night's sleep.

"Midnight Candle" tells the story of an ordinary and stupid man.

Like Kenichi Iguchi, he is a villager living in a small fishing village, and he lives by fishing every day.

A man is stupid, he doesn't know right from wrong, good from bad, so his mother taught him: "Do what other people do."

He listened to his mother and followed the villagers like a duck learning to walk.

The villagers said: "Ninjas have brought disaster to us. Their power is terrifying and disgusting! We must repel them!"

The man nodded and remembered that from that day on he regarded all ninjas as enemies.

The villagers said: "There is a kind of ninja that is particularly bad. They have a power called 'Blood Succession Limit'. People with their blood are monsters."

So the man picked up the harpoon and, together with the villagers, cornered the weak mother and daughter in the village.

The mother died under the man's harpoon in order to protect her child, and the girl jumped into the sea without a trace.

He killed the "monster" and was regarded as a hero by the people of the village.

It was late at night on the day of the murder, and all those who saw him cheered when he harpooned the corpse and held it high above his head.

People raised the candles in their hands one after another, and the candlelight illuminated him and the corpse of the woman lifted up by him, and illuminated countless people laughing happily under the gaze of the corpse.

"You are our hero. To commemorate your feat, we will light up every night and let the candle light illuminate every road you walk." The villagers said happily.

From then on, the night road is bright and bright, and the darkest midnight also has light shining.

Ever since he was praised by everyone, the man especially likes to walk at night. Whenever he walks on the road lit by candles, he will think of the days when he was called a hero by the villagers, and he will think of the sound of a harpoon being inserted into the body of a girl's mother.

"Why are the lights lit at night?" Someone asked softly.

The man looked over, and Ji Jun, who was so beautiful by the candlelight, frowned and asked.

"For, to be able to see the road clearly." The man stammered, he had never seen such a beautiful girl, and his mind went blank.

He didn't dare to talk about his great achievements, for fear that Ji Jun would feel that he was vain and showing off.The man racked his brains to make up an excuse, which is what he read in the book: "People's hearts are dark, and they need candlelight to guide them."

"No." Ji Jun lowered his eyes and shook his head, his long hair hanging down his back was like water plants in the sea.

Hair entangles a man's foot in the sea, but man thinks it is water weed.

"People's hearts are dark, and they have to hide under something of the same dark color to cover up their ugliness." Ji Jun said coldly, "Why do you need to light a lamp? Why do you need to expose the ugly things for people to see?!"

Amidst the deafening yelling, the man seemed to see the white maggots wriggling under Ji Jun's skin and the swollen ghost head on the pattern of the kimono.

He yelled, turned and ran.

The beautiful Ji Jun didn't chase after her, she looked up at the bright candlelight around her, the hatred in her eyes could no longer be hidden.

"The mother died in the dark, but the fool who killed her lived in the light."

"Candlelight will not protect you. You are the ugliness covered in darkness. The brighter the light, the more invisible you will be!"

The man didn't hear her, he subconsciously ran back to the safest home.

The candle light outside the house could not enter the house, and the man's house was dim, only a small candlestick illuminated the square inch.

He hid in the corner of the wall with a candle in his arms, the sound of clogs coming from behind him.

The man knew that this was Ji Jun looking for someone in the village, and he was holding the candlestick that was only big enough to illuminate his palm, as if he was holding all his hopes.

"Ghosts are afraid of light, ghosts are afraid of fire." The man murmured what his mother had taught him.

His mother taught him: "You do what others do."

The villagers hate ninjas and ninja children, so he hates them too, and he kills them too.

reason?There is no reason, everyone says this, it must be right?

"If it's true, why is Ji Jun so angry?" The man trembled holding the candlestick, "Isn't this what the noble master taught us? Isn't she our kind?"

"Where is the ninja? Isn't it your kind?" Someone asked.

"No," the man replied subconsciously, "they are monsters."

"But the monster protects you."

"That's what they're supposed to do."

"Aren't you afraid? You can't beat monsters."

The man said in a daze, "Don't be afraid, we can kill their children."

"You, do you think so?" The gentle voice suddenly became extremely sharp, and a mouthful of sharp teeth bit the man's throat.

Only then did he realize that Ji Jun was right in front of him.

There is only one head.

A head protruding from the candle flame.

Her beautiful long hair was wet by sea water, the sour smell of dead fish and the smell of rotting corpses spread in the air, her pale skin was swollen with blisters, and her eyes looked like fish whites turned up.

The man saw at a glance that this was the corpse of a person who had been drowned alive underwater.

The girl who jumped into the sea did not survive after all, and died with her mother in the night illuminated by candlelight.

The head firmly bit the man's neck, and he struggled to overturn the candlestick, and the wick rolled to the bottom of the bed.

As Mars spread its light on the ground, the man discovered that the connection between the skull and the candlestick was a long, bloody umbilical cord.

It was the umbilical cord when the girl was born from the mother's womb, the deepest and deepest bond between her and her mother.

The fire was extinguished, and the head and footsteps on the street stopped abruptly.

The man sat on the ground and panted, his neck was covered with blood.

"Light, put out the light." He stood up like crazy, and extinguished every inch of candlelight in the village with his hands.

The villagers said that the man was crazy, and he was not allowed to light the lamp here, no matter how dark it was.

"You are wrong! Only I know everything!" the man said loudly.

No one agreed with him, and the villagers who once praised him as a hero showed disgusted eyes.

The man was wandering in the village, and he faintly heard someone saying that he was going to drive him away, that he was a lunatic, a monster, and an ominous thing.

Back to that dark night in a trance, he stabbed the harpoon into the body of the "monster", and the villagers hid behind the man and shouted: "Kill her! She is a monster! It is ominous!"

The man who had protected them from monsters was finally regarded as a monster by them.

The man remembered how long, long ago, when ninjas from the enemy country invaded the village, the ninjas stood in front of them.

At that time, the ninjas of the enemy country were monsters, and the ninjas of their own country were heroes.

The man remembered his mother's words again: "You do what others do."

"No," he murmured, "we're the monsters, we're all monsters!"

The next day, the villagers found the mad man dead in front of their house, holding a large handful of white candles in his hand.

There are so many candles that everyone can share one.

The village chief said: "We buried him, and these candles are his thank you gift to us."

The villagers happily distributed the candles.With the man away, they could finally light a candle.

One candle after another bloomed on the pale candlestick, the wax tears dripped down, and the candle body wrinkled like a rotten hand.

Candles burn quietly, illuminating the sleeping people.

The night was getting darker, and the villagers who were awakened by the urge to urinate dimly opened their eyes and saw a woman's head.

"When did I have a wife?" The villagers stretched out their hands to embrace the woman in confusion, but only touched a slippery and cold umbilical cord.

"Why light the lamp at night?" the woman asked.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Iguchi Kenichi threw away the book in a shriek, and suddenly turned over and plunged into the quilt.

"Hastily." His hair was wet with cold sweat on his forehead, "Sweet bedtime story? Who gave me the courage to think this is a fairy tale?"

His mother, dreaming back to the dark past when your old man told stories to lull you to sleep.

"Tsushima-sensei, I have something." Iguchi Kenichi retrieved the book with lingering fear.

He has been reading ghost stories for many years, and Mr. Tsushima really wrote them in his heart.

"The essence of a ghost story is not the dismembered corpses, eyeballs and severed hands all over the floor, but this strange feeling that suddenly scares people to death!" Ken Iguchi held the book in his hand and flipped through it, as if he had found a treasure.

He is not interested in particularly bloody stories, and prefers this kind of thriller that is close to life.

Kenichi Iguchi looked up at the candle illuminating the text, and the way the wax tears flowed down reminded him of the scene depicted in Mr. Tsushima's book, and he shuddered.

"The aftertaste is good." Kenichi Iguchi didn't put out the fire like the man in the book, he just sighed verbally.

The things in the novel are of course false, even if Tsushima-sensei writes it truthfully, it is still false.

"In our village, ninja children have been driven out before." Iguchi Kenichi remembered.

He didn't participate. He stood far away and watched them walk away in embarrassment, and he was actually relieved.

Now that I read Shuji Tsushima's article, I feel a little uncomfortable.

Especially the switch between "hero" and "monster" made him very depressed.

"Obviously, it wasn't like this before..." Kenichi Iguchi vaguely remembered that when he was a child, the relationship between the villagers and ninjas was not as rigid as it is now.

He is just an ordinary person, who knows nothing about the inside story of Ninja Village, and only vaguely feels that the atmosphere in the country of water is gradually not right.

"Forget it, it's none of my business." Kenichi Iguchi stretched his waist, smiled and said to the candlestick, "Thank you for lighting me up, good night."

"No... You're welcome..." Guitou opened and closed his mouth, revealing a shy smile.

Kenichi Iguchi: "..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh'''''s the panic-stricken man ran away.

Seeing him running away, Gui Tou retracted the candlestick sullenly.

Its brothers have played a good scare game, how did it end so quickly?

Kenichi Iguchi, who ran all night, didn't know that people like him who read books by lighting a lamp at home were actually considered lucky.

The most unfortunate ones are the readers who ran out of candles at home and ran to the street to read.

The lucky reader is fascinated by the path lit by candles.

He shook his legs while watching, not because he was cold, but because he was scared.

"If a Ji Jun appeared in front of me now, I might pee my pants in fright." He laughed at himself and turned to the next page.

"Knock knock."

The clogs made a crisp sound when they stepped on the road, and he got goose bumps just hearing the sound.

"No, isn't it?" He prayed desperately, "It's fake, it's all fake in the book! Behind me is just an ordinary Ji Jun who can't sleep at night and goes out for a walk! Pick up, yes, that's what I should do Don't be afraid, don't be afraid! Stand up!"

He turned around with chattering teeth, and a beautiful Ji Jun who was too beautiful to describe in all his words stood under the candlelight with a chuckle and waved to him slightly.

Lucky reader: I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine again, if it's a man, go up!

He walked over like clouds, rubbing his hands nervously: "Excuse me, what can I do for you?"

"I'm just curious about one question." Ji Jun asked gently.

"You, you ask!" He was dazzled by the laughter, and unconsciously held "Midnight Candle" in his arms.

Ji Jun must be curious about what books he reads here without sleeping in the middle of the night, and he will definitely recommend Mr. Tsushima's books to Ji Jun to let her know how elegant his taste is!

He looked expectantly at the beautiful and inhuman girl in front of him, and heard her lips opening and closing, saying, "Why light the lamp at night?"

Silence, dead silence.

"Ah——" A pig-killing cry startled the seabirds fishing at night, Lingling covered half of his face with a bone fan, and looked at the fainted lucky guy on the ground with a little embarrassment.

"The reaction is too big." She shook her head.

Lingling paced around the "corpse" twice, seeing that he was sleeping unconscious, and felt that there was no need to disturb his good sleep.

"Leave it as it is." She tapped her palm with the bone fan and decided happily, "Anyway, there is no ambulance here, it's not my fault."

"It's not your fault, whose fault is it that you made people faint?" A male voice suddenly rang in Ling Ling's ears, "I was caught by Good-looking-guy teacher Wutiao for running away!"

Turning around, she saw a familiar white-haired head.

No, it's not the soft white cat hair she likes, but the soaring hedgehog head white hair that must have been fixed with a lot of hairspray!

Zero Zero and Gojo Satoru, who knows why they are here, looked at each other.

No, there was no staring at each other, just her one-sided gaze.

"Are you finally blind?" Ling Ling looked at Gojo Satoru's blindfold sympathetically.

"Although I knew you were Blind A Bing's brother Blind A Wu when you were wearing sunglasses. But I didn't expect to see you for many years, and your defiant skills have become more and more proficient. These years, you must have had a hard time, right?"

Wutiaowu: "..."

It's still a familiar formula, a familiar taste, and the painting style with an abnormal brain circuit is known from the moment he opens his mouth. It's his "good" friend Ling Ling.

I haven't seen you for many years, and I feel very cordial.

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