Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

A small paper flower ball that can be held in one hand.

And looking at all aspects of appearance, it is completely a commodity placed in a folk craft shop.

The thin wooden strips are folded into a circle, and then paper flowers are pasted on the outside. It is a typical children's toy in the shogunate era. How can today's children still play with this kind of thing.

Give up the game console that has gathered the wisdom of hundreds of thousands of men, and play this thing, there is something wrong with your head!

Complaining about what kind of person can play with paper flower balls, the Tibetan people in Jianhei just picked up the **** when they heard a voice coming from the opposite side.

"Can you give me the ball?"

It was the voice of a little girl.

If the voice of the royal sister was like that, the Tibetan people in Jianhei might still be excited. Looking up, a little girl as delicate as a magnified porcelain doll was standing in front of him.

The word Qiaoshengsheng is not right, it is standing coldly.

And it's not a porcelain doll, it's a 'young doll' placed on the girl's day, imitating the appearance of a real person, and placing it in the room can make people feel that a supernatural event will happen at any time.

Ji Fa princess cut, dense and luxurious kimono, immature appearance of thirteen or fourteen years old, and a pair of eyes that do not waver like a dead person.

Looking left and right, this little girl revealed a strange aura all over her body.

"This ball?" The Tibetan people in Jianhei have seen many corpses, and they have exchanged glances with the dead not once or twice. What kind of storms and waves have never been experienced before, "It's yours."

Not only does the little girl seem to have a problem with her head, but she also seems to have problems with her own eyesight.

Otherwise, why is there no shadow under the little girl?

Could it be that working under the shadowless lamp for a long time has resulted in visual distortion.

"Yes."

Ji Fa-style girl nodded, the neck is just a mechanical movement, it looks like this head is spliced ​​to the neck, but the splicing technique is good, he just couldn't find any traces of stitching.

If there is such a first-hand skill, He Chou sutures the deceased is too ugly and leads to a quarrel with his family.

The Tibetan people in Jianhei were not in a hurry to hand the ball to the other party: "You still wear so much in the midsummer season. Aren't you hot, little girl?"

"…"

This sentence is a bit cold, the little girl in the kimono doesn't laugh or smile, it's very serious.

Seeing that the other party didn't smile at all, the Tibetan people in Jianhei laughed themselves.

He held up the paper flower ball: "Want it?"

"Well, pick it up!"

Throwing the ball more than 20 meters away in one breath, the Tibetan people in Jianhei laughed even more arrogantly because of their nervousness: "Children should exercise more, which is good for growth."

As soon as he threw the ball out, the black Tibetan wanted to slap himself in the face, how could he be unable to control his stinking habit of becoming muddled when he was nervous.

The assistant had reminded him countless times before, but unfortunately the assistant did not follow him to Yokosuka, otherwise he would definitely stop his restless hands.

"Crack."

The paper flower ball fell on the ground, bounced and rolled, and hit the telephone pole on the side of the road. The street was quiet and scary. There were a few pedestrians before, but now there are not half of the 'living people' in sight.

But the Ji-haired girl had no plans to leave at all, her brown eyes were staring at the black Tibetan people, and there were signs of redness in her eyes.

"It's a human who doesn't know how to live or die." The Ji-fa-style girl raised her hand and pointed at the black Tibetan people with her pale white five fingers. "After you die, you should repent in hell."

It was very unusual. The Tibetans in Jianhei felt that they couldn't turn their heads. This was the periphery of the base. It is not an exaggeration to say that it was the core area of ​​​​warning. Normally, the streets are heavily guarded, but such a strange little girl is standing in the center of the street. Soldiers rush out?

Moreover, he has monitoring equipment on his body, and the observers in the base should also find that the situation is not good.

Hit a ghost in broad daylight? Now is not the Mid-Autumn Festival, the situation of this broken island is so bad now?

The pair of red eyes grew bigger and bigger in the field of vision of the Tibetan man, and in the end they almost occupied all of his field of vision.

The boundless world fell into a complete blood red, and the eroded waves were monstrous.

It's over, this time I really want to die because of bad hands and bad mouth - it is said that the ancestors of the family have a doctor ancestor who also died because of bad mouth when treating the feudal lord!

Therefore, the Tibetans in Jianhei, who were worried about the tension between doctors and patients, chose to become unpopular forensic doctors!

"Wow."

The black Tibetan swayed abruptly and staggered back a few steps.

But his head was like iron sand disturbed by a magnet, and after a while of distortion, the sight of the black Tibetan returned to normal.

The world in front of me suddenly opened up, all the redness faded away, and it was still just an ordinary Yokosuka street scene, where there were strange little girls and red paper flower balls.

The weirdness is gone.

Not even Bolt can run that fast here.

Pedestrians reappeared on the side of the road, and some people in the summer were wearing Yokosuka shirts.

"Fantasy..." The Tibetan man in Hei touched his forehead, unknowingly soaking his forehead with sweat.

Based on his understanding of himself, although his nervous system is somewhat disordered and he occasionally speaks nonsense, he will never have hallucinations for no reason.

What happened just now actually happened, but it was not discovered by the base because of the mysterious power!

He ran into the extraordinary event again, and he seemed to be attached to the extraordinary event from Miyagi Prefecture.

Do you want to tell the base about the supernatural event that happened just now?

Put it in the past, UU reading www. Black Tibetans still make such good national choices.

But now the black Tibetan man shook his head violently without even thinking about it. Isn't this a joke, really, what happened to the autopsy he didn't know about?

The more he understands the dark truth, the less he will believe in superficial propaganda.

I am afraid that it is me who is placed on the dissection table!

And now he is safe and sound.

After drinking all the oolong tea in one breath, the Tibetan people in Jianhei walked steadily, and entered the research base after inspection as usual - a top-secret inspection of stripping off all their clothes, it is absolutely impossible to enter with items.

There was no dissection task today, and sitting in the spacious personal room provided by the base, the Tibetan man stared at the computer screen and began to stare in a daze.

He deliberately used the search engine to find the identity of the mysterious girl according to the conditions, and searched according to the hair color and clothing, and he should be able to find the answer.

However, all communications at the base are being monitored, so if you watch a porn, you won't be noticed. The base also encourages researchers to solve it by themselves, but if you search for matters related to transcendence, the attention will definitely be the highest.

Neither does a mobile phone, nor do I record my physical condition with pen and paper. The book may be read.

The Tibetan man in Jianhei touched his chin, and the situation reached a stalemate for a while.

That weird ancient little girl will never aimlessly, go to **** after death or something...

Participate in evil experiments, and you will go to hell!

Find the free cup noodles from the drawer, and the Tibetan people in the black are melancholy scalded with hot water.

The curling aroma rose from the mouth of the cup, and the taste was truly fascinating.

"Um?"

Looking at the cup noodles in his hand, the Tibetan man in the black was lost in thought.

Why does the taste of this cup noodle smell different from before?