I Sent Videotape to Sengoku

New World, the second half, cake island.

In the center of Cake Island is the aunt's castle. Generally, only the aunt lives alone. Sometimes when a party is held, the sons or daughters who live on the islands will come over.

On the fringe of Cake Island is a residential town, where not only humans, but also many other rare races live.

This is the aunt's philosophy, to build an unprecedented kingdom, all races must be accommodated.

now.

Just near the town of Cake Island, this is a sparsely populated plain, and you can see pastry-like houses scattered around.

call……

Obviously it is noon, but the hanging wind is gloomy, and it makes people get goose bumps.

Suddenly!

A tall female figure appeared. She was wearing a western dress and a sun hat. She did not know when she would appear. The ghost is invisible. The sunlight penetrates her body and there is no shadow left.

It is the master Bachiko who set off a wave of haunting on Cake Island!

"Owner."

Suddenly, Master Bachi, who made Cake Island frightened, bent over to the air in front of him and saluted respectfully!

Next second.

The space in front of Master Eight feet trembled, and a tall figure in a black suit took a step from it, as if torn the space!

"This ability is really convenient."

Luo Wen stood still and looked around, a smile appeared on his face.

The distance from Impel down to Cake Island is very long. Normally, even a Marine warship traveling at full speed would take more than three days.

But I used ghost teleportation, just in the blink of an eye!

"It's been a long time since I came out for activities to bask in the sun."

Luo Wen moved his lower body, his joint bones crackled.

"Bachi, you are free to move around."

Luo Wen smiled and said this to Master Bachi, then turned and walked towards the small town not far ahead!

...

The buildings in the town are basically desserts, which look like a variety of large desserts falling on the ground from a distance.

Luo Wen walked on the street casually, in a relaxed posture, enjoying the leisure of shopping.

Luo Wen also has to admit that, without considering the aunt's soul extraction, IWC Totto Land is indeed a very harmonious place.

The environment is beautiful, there is no struggle, and all races live in peace. It really looks like a kingdom that only exists in fairy tales.

Did not go far.

Luo Wen stopped in front of a bar.

"It's been a long time since I had a good drink. I don't know how the cake island is." He smiled and walked in.

...

at the same time.

As one of the three stars of the Aunt Pirates, Charlotte Smoky walks down the street.

The disappearance of Sister Flamper, the entire Charlotte family, no matter how good the relationship is with her, are looking for her trace, which is related to the face of the Charlotte family.

However, looking for a day and night.

Smoky had no clue.

"Where did you go?" Smoky had a headache.

At this moment, she glanced at a bar from the corner of her eye, and changed it to be very lively. From time to time, there were chats and laughter when drinking glasses clinked. .

The sun was hot at noon.

Smoky hesitated a little, walked into the bar, found a corner seat, and ordered a glass of orange juice from the boss.

Smoky held his chin, waiting for the boss to bring up the orange juice.

suddenly.

She heard a startled cry from behind.

"Oh my God, there is such a thing... it's really too bad."

"Sadako is so pitiful, how could her father treat her like this."

"I can't say it's pitiful, after all, she also killed someone..."

Um?

Smoky was startled slightly and turned to look behind him.

I saw that in the center of the bar, the people who got together were discussing something with each other.

In the middle of the crowd.

A man in a suit with bright eyes was holding a glass of wine and whispered.

"And since then, Sadako has become a ghost, crawling out of the well, and anyone who sees the tape will be hunted down for his life..."

"ghost?"

moment.

The people around shuddered, and combined with the previous story, they felt strangely uncomfortable.

"This is just a story? Isn't it true?" Someone's eyelids jumped wildly.

"Of course it's just a story."

The man in the suit smiled softly, but there was a certain deep meaning in his words.

"It's interesting." Smoky was surprised. After listening to the story of the man in the suit, she had to admit that it was a bizarre story.

At this time, the boss came up with juice, and the man in the suit began to tell the second story.

"This is a story about toilets..."

The man in the suit raised the red wine glass and said with a smile on his face.

Smoky drank the juice and listened to the story.

The story this time is full of depression.

The little girl learned swordsmanship since she was a child, but was bullied in the gym and suffered all the grievances. However, without any help, she was finally killed in the gym's toilet.

"It is said that since then, in the late-night toilet, calling Hanako's name, she will appear..."

The man in the suit had a deep tone, and drank the red wine in the glass after telling the story.

"..."

After Smoky finished listening, he drank half of the juice.

She didn't like this story very much. It was too depressing. The girl who wanted to learn Kendo was bullied to death in the end.

However, repression is repressed. After listening to it, she will not go to her heart, like the last sentence calling Hanako's name, Hanako will appear, and she will not believe it, it is all a story.

People are already dead, so how can they appear?

Finish these two stories.

The man in the suit seemed to want to leave.

But the people around stopped him, and even the boss walked over.

"One more thing, your story is so interesting, I invite you to drink." The chubby boss took the red wine bottle and filled the man in the suit with another glass.

"Do you still want to hear?"

The man in the suit was about to get up and leave, but stopped slightly when he saw it.

"I want to hear it."

"another one!"

The people around were booing, expecting the man in the suit to tell another story.

"Well, then I will tell one more story, the last one."

The man in the suit smiled and sat down again.

"It was a summer. A man who went out and worked hard, taking advantage of his hard time, he returned to his grandfather's home to spend the hot summer day. Everything was normal from the beginning until one day..."

"As usual, when the man was relaxing in the corridor near the courtyard of his grandfather's house, he accidentally saw the moving sombrero from the top of the courtyard fence, and then in the gap of the fence he saw the "popopo" while wearing a sombrero and white clothes. The tall girl with weird noise passed by. "

"The man told his grandfather about this. The grandfather seemed to have thought of something. He was so scared that he invited a strong young man from the village to guard the door of the room, and he told the man that he should never open the door before 7 o'clock in the morning after dark. During this period, no one will have a conversation with him, and you must never respond casually."

"The man didn't understand why his grandfather had such a big reaction, and he didn't take this matter to heart."

"However, someone really knocked on the door that night. The man wanted to get up but he was quickly stunned. Recalling his grandfather's words, he didn't immediately open the door, but the person who knocked on the door suddenly spoke. It was the grandfather's voice!"

"This made the man relax his vigilance and opened the door..."

"The next morning, when my grandfather came over, all the strong young men guarding the door disappeared, and even the men in the house disappeared..."

"Later they discovered that the salt pile in the corner of the room turned black...this is the legend of Lord Bachiko."

"It is said that Master Bachichi later appeared in other places, wandering in the sea all year round, maybe I will knock on your door tonight..."

The tone of the man in the suit is low and hoarse, as if with a certain magical power, which makes people have to listen carefully.

Heard the last...

All the people around shuddered, I don't know when they have got goose bumps on their arms!

"You, where did you hear this story."

This is a fat man. He suddenly stood up from his seat, his whole body trembling with fat, and his expression on his face was horrified. I'm a little stuttered.

These things the man in the suit said... all collided with his own experience. He saw the woman in the white sunhat and heard strange laughter!

The long-handed men feel like they are suffocating!

Because he remembered it clearly... Last night, someone really knocked on the door, but he slept too dead and didn't open it in a daze.

This story makes the surroundings explode.

People's faces have changed, and many people present have encountered the same thing!

It's really scary to think about it.

at the same time.

Smoky at the back stood up suddenly!

"Where did you hear this story?" She looked at the man in the suit, her eyes changed.

The first two stories, Smoky can be heard as stories.

But in the end, the story of this eight-footer is different.

Before Flampe disappeared, he saw a woman in a white dress and sunhat and heard laughter!

Even more frightening is that even the details are correct.

After Flampe disappeared, the salt pile in the house became black as in the story!

"I have heard what my mother said since I was young." The man in the suit grinned and looked very sincere.

"this…"

Smoky still wanted to ask.

But at this moment!

The phone bug in her arms rang.

It's Owen!

"Hey, what's the matter?" Smoky frowned, gave up and continued to ask, connected to the phone bug.

And after listening to Irving's words.

Smoky's face suddenly changed...

Owen and they found Flampe's trail!

At this moment, Smoky drank half a glass of juice and left the bar hurriedly!

Seeing Smoky go away.

The man in the suit smiled, did not stop his sight, and continued to clink glasses with the people around him.

...

A little time.

The location is slightly further away from the bar.

In front of a fruit stand, several people gathered at this time, and they were vaguely communicating.

"There was a knock on the door last night. It was too scary. It was my wife's voice, but my wife was sleeping next to me..."

"Yes, yes, I was knocked on the door too, shit, it was my dead father. I thought I was recently gambling and was discovered by him. He crawled out of the cemetery to teach me, so I didn't dare to open the door at all."

And just when people are discussing enthusiastically.

A voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"This is Master Bashaku..."

A man in a suit, who didn't know when he appeared, carrying a bottle of red wine, smiled.

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