Human dimension reduction

In the silence and absolute darkness, the subtle sound of water sounded, the sound was extremely small and light, as if something was stirring in a viscous liquid, and the wet limbs were exposed from the amber gold, soft and sticky A moist net flowed on his skin, and sweet sugar dripped down from the ends of his jet-black hair, pulling out long and slender threads.

Swish, swish, swish.

Is it the sound of dense rain, or is it the slow flow of fine gravel?

Swish, swish, swish.

Tick, tick, tick.

The sound that swayed like quicksand condensed and echoed from all directions. The honey house that fell into a dream was still peaceful. Kichiro was captured by the boundless sleep. He smelled the smell of honey that he was very familiar with, which represented wealth and money. Every drop of honey is solidified money, and he lies in the soft aroma of honey, dreaming of the future life.

Hua Zhizi married Lord Jinya and became a concubine of a nobleman. Mingtai has a bright future and even has his own surname. After taking off his lowly businessman status, he also became a nobleman surrounded by servants and flatterers. Around him, like bees around sweet sugar.

Everyone had a flattering and obedient smile on their faces, the corners of their mouths were greatly curved, their eyes turned into black lines, and it seemed that only this dull smile remained on their snow-white faces.

And this face is still expanding and approaching, countless smiling faces are pasted up, surrounded by Jijiro, who is constantly shrinking, the smiling faces that originally needed to look up at him have become looking down, and countless faces are tightly packed together , staggering as if he had lost his neck, Kichijiro got closer and closer to them, and in the rich aroma of honey, he saw a smiling face and opened his eyes slightly.

From that tiny black slit, he saw himself in the pair of eyeballs.

There is no self in fancy clothes in the imagination, but a fat flying insect trapped in the center of the net, surrounded by dense bees numbly, and an overwhelming swarm of black hornets reflected in the glass-like compound eyes.

They are hunting him.

Jijiro, who suddenly woke up from the extreme fear, opened his mouth wide. He subconsciously wanted to take a deep breath, but what poured into his throat was not the cool and damp cold air, but the sweet and rotten air soaked in honey. smell.

what happened?Is the honey jar at home broken?

Kichijiro worked his rotten brain, trying to figure out what was going on.

He found that his hands and feet were a bit inflexible, as if they were numb by a heavy object. This kind of situation is not uncommon. People in their dreams often assume strange postures, and it is normal to have cramps.

Kichijiro turned the only moving part of his body—the eyeballs, trying to figure out where the strong honey smell came from. He could only see a dark room, and the direction of the sliding door was also pitch black. Is there no moon outside?There was no light at all, but the room was filled with strange tiny bits of light, very small, very faint, but everywhere, like stars.

In short, in short, maybe it would be better to call Hua Zhizi out loud?Let that girl go down to see what happened... Could it be that a thief came in to steal honey?

Thinking so, Kichijiro opened his mouth——

A female hand slowly climbed up and pressed against his mouth.

The great fear overwhelmed Jijiro, and he didn't realize that there was another person in the room at all!

This hand is moist and silky, like the limbs of a slippery snake, with a viscous and weird sweet smell, and the familiar taste of honey flows into the mouth that Yoshijiro wants to shout, too sweet The honey mixed with a strange smell blocked his throat, and the viscous liquid immediately stuck to his vocal cords.

"Woooooooo..."

The man was struggling like crazy, waving his limbs funny, hey, he seemed unable to move just now... Such thoughts flashed through his mind, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he struggled even harder At this moment, he suddenly felt itchy in his throat.

It's like... there's dust floating around, or something small...

The rustling movement crawled down the throat, into the chest cavity, lungs, into the flesh and blood, and the sticky honey slid into the esophagus, itching everywhere it went.

itchy!itchy!itchy!

This kind of itching was unbearable, Kichijiro felt trembling all over, every inch from the bone marrow to the scalp was itching unbearably, even the internal organs deep in the body to the surface flesh, there were unknown rustlings in the ear canals The rustle was ringing, and the sound was even more itchy countless times.

Whatever it is, stop ringing!It's itchy!It's itchy!

Kichijiro's bloodshot eyes widened, and his soft, wet and slippery hand was still firmly attached to his mouth and nose, as if glued and sewn together.

In the suffocating despair, Kichijiro stared at the eyes, and the ferocious bones and blood were aroused. He stared at the unknown darkness with eyes that would scare even the wicked. In his blurred vision, he seemed to see those floating The stars all shook and flowed down the dark sky like water.

Flow down?

Kichijiro thought in confusion, how could the stars flow down?

Oh... He stared at the stars approaching him, and belatedly thought, it turned out that they were not stars, but bugs.

Countless, overwhelming insects occupied the entire room at some point, they covered the windows and doors, creating extreme darkness, and now they slid down like collapsing quicksand, converging into a river and moving towards Kichiro in the center Come over, those twinkling stars are the compound eyes of the insects wide open. The glass crystal refracts the subtle light, like countless stars twinkling gently.

Swish, swish, swish.

The worm climbed up Kichiro's body, the worm climbed up Kichiro's neck, the worm climbed up Kichiro's face.

Small black streams flowed orderly from the holes in his face into his body, joining his fellows inside.

Itchy, itchy, itchy.

Kichiro closed his eyes in a daze.

I'm being eaten by bugs.

he thinks.

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"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly Staring at the room, screaming shrillly, the whole person was frozen in place like a puppet.

With two bangs, the doors of Huazhizi and Shanyuan's rooms opened one after another, the girl rushed out with disheveled hair, ran behind her younger brother to take a look, rolled her eyes and passed out without saying a word.

Yamahara followed closely behind, looked at the human skin covered with countless holes on the tatami in the room, and leaned back slightly.

There is a faint aroma of honey floating in the room, the head is still intact, the skin hangs loosely on the bones, the flesh tissue underneath has probably been emptied, and there is nothing in the dark eye sockets, the skeleton with two rows of teeth is facing this On the side, the mouth on the leather was pulled out at a somewhat hideous and weird angle by the wide open mouth, and there was also a huge black hole in the mouth, forming a perfect triangle with the eyes.

Mingtai was still screaming numbly, his voice was already hoarse, Shanyuan looked down at him, raised his hand and grabbed the back of his neck like a chicken, squeezed hard, and the child fell on his back with a squawk In the puddle of the fishy smell of water, people are unconscious.

Machiya made waves again because of Kichijiro's death. This time even the most numb people felt fear. The plan to invite an onmyoji was brought up again, and the person who came forward was Hua Zhizi who volunteered.

"After all, the one who died was me and Mingtai's father..." The girl who lost her father had red and swollen eyes, and her face could not conceal the exhaustion, "If possible, I also want to do my part to catch the murderer, whether it is Humans or monsters..."

As she spoke, tears came to her eyes again. The mother-in-law in the front room looked at her with sympathy and pity, and her mouth with a few missing teeth was habitually pursed: "In that case, I will leave it to Huazhi." Damn, I heard that the best onmyoji in Kyoto is Abe Seimei who lives over the Tsuchimikado Bridge, if you can invite him, everything will be fine."

After hearing this, Huazhizi's expression froze for a short time, and the voice belonging to Shanyuan echoed in her ears again, which was what Shanyuan said to her after she woke up in the morning.

"... How can I marry the Great General? Ah... If it's not a noble princess, I'm afraid I don't even have a chance to let my name be heard, but it's not difficult to get close to the Great General. First of all All you have to do is meet people who can get into Ouchi."

Huazhizi and Shanyuan sat facing each other, neither of them had any expression on their faces. They seemed to be indifferent to the corpse lying on the other side of the wall.

"Those who can enter Dainai..."

Hua Zhizi instinctively felt a little afraid of the character referred to in this sentence.

Shan Yuan noticed her hesitation, and a slightly seductive expression appeared on his dull face: "...don't you have the best opportunity now?"

His eyes drifted carelessly to the wall, and opposite there was the terrifying dead body of Kichijiro.

Hua Zhizi involuntarily said the answer Shan Yuan wanted: "Onmyoji..."

The best onmyojis in Kyoto all work in Ouchi Onmyouliao. They are indispensable to serve the imperial family. They not only have the right to enter and leave the palace, but also have the responsibility to clean up all the weird events in Kyoto.

Yamahara looked at her: "Abe Seimei, the best onmyoji in Kyoto, I heard that the General admires him very much."

Hua Zhizi clenched her hands tightly: "The best... Onmyoji..."

They looked at each other, and there was a cold light of unknown meaning in the same dark pupils. The two of them knew the reason for this hesitation, but beyond Shanyuan's expectation, Hua Zhizi didn't hesitate any more. Simply made up his mind, and bowed deeply to thank Yamahara: "Thank you Yamahara-kun for taking care of me, what do you want in return?"

Looking at her smooth long hair hanging down, Shan Yuan said softly, "My reward..."

He casually said: "After you fulfill your dream, send me some money enough to travel far."

Compared to this, his eyes have been on Huazhi. He has clearly pointed out that Abe Seimei is the best onmyoji in Kyoto, and he must be able to see the truth of Kichijiro's death. Why is Huazhi not afraid at all?

The Abe Residence of Tsuchimikado keeps the door wide open all year round. The courtyard is barren, overgrown with weeds, and trees grow randomly and disorderly. Compared with a house, this place is more like a wild land that is randomly enclosed, full of wildness, narrow and narrow. A small path, without any stones laid, is completely similar to the animal path where wild animals come and go.

Abe Haruaki, who was resting at home during Wuji, straightened his clothes and sat on the porch when a cabbage butterfly flew in from the short fence and circled twice around the man sitting here cross-legged.

Abe Seimei shook his wide sleeves, stretched out his hand, let the butterfly rest on his finger, looked at it for a few seconds, as if he was listening to something, and laughed after a while: "Is that so..."

The man flicked his fingers lightly to let the butterfly spread its wings and fly away. He picked up the bat fan beside him and walked down the corridor. When he was about to reach the door, he was facing a strange girl.

The visitor had an ordinary face, with a sad expression, and the most commendable thing was that he had beautiful long black hair, which was almost similar to fine silk.

Seeing a handsome man in hunting clothes coming out of the house, the girl was taken aback for a moment, and after a while, she pursed her lips and asked, "Excuse me...is this the house of Lord Abe?"

Abe Seimei smiled slightly, and replied gently: "My humble servant is Abe Seimei."

The girl looked at him, took a deep breath, and bent down softly: "I, I am Hua Zhizi, my father... was killed by a monster, please save me and my younger brother, Lord Abe!"

"Ah..." Abe Seimei uttered a short puzzled syllable after listening to Hua Zhizi's appeal. His narrow and long fox-like eyes narrowed slightly, and he habitually pressed his carmine-like lips with a bat fan, " Has it turned into human skin..."

"It's such a rare evil thing... I understand, I will go tonight on my own, and please Miss Hua Zhizi... get ready." The peerless Onmyoji said softly.