The cracked girl was silent for a moment, closed her grinning mouth again, took out a lady's cigarette from her pocket and sighed: "I really lost to you."

"Aren't you going to attack me?" Shang Zegong asked curiously.

The cracked girl lit up the cigarette, held it between her fingers and said angrily, "We weirdly talk about the need for reasons and conditions to attack humans. The condition is the fear of my face. You are not afraid at all, how can I attack you."

The cracked girl sat on a bench on the street, took a deep breath of cigarette, and then slowly exhaled it. Uesawa Palace could clearly see that the crack on her mouth was slowly repairing, and the crack was forming with her mouth.

The repair was stopped when there was a straight line, and the "cleft" of the cleft girl was retained, just like a line of lipstick lightly added to both sides. It did not look scary, but had a wonderful sense of fashion.

Uesawa Palace took the opportunity to sit next to the other party: "What's going on with your mouth...that it repaired itself?"

The cracked girl rolled her eyes and said rudely: "Are you an idiot? How can you smoke and talk normally with such a big grin? It's obvious that I did that on purpose in order to fit in with the image in the ghost story."

Well...it's true that with such a big mouth, he can't speak without words, so how can he smoke? Uesawa Miya accepted the other party's statement with a wry smile.

The cracked girl glanced at Uesawa Palace and said calmly: "You are not an ordinary human being. Even if the humans I met recently are not afraid of me, it is because they are immersed in their own world and are more worried about their own things than being afraid of them.

But you are different, you are not afraid at all."

Unlike evil spirits, the conditions for encountering urban legends are not strict. As long as you meet the conditions as mentioned in the rumors, you are sensitive, or you are in the stage of depression, you will easily encounter this kind of person who is between existence and non-existence.

Creatures in the cracks.

Uesawa Palace was obviously different from the people she had met before.

"Yes, I can see it." Uesawa Miyazaki nodded and sighed, "You weird stories and evil spirits are obviously things that ordinary people can't see, but the difference is huge. Whether it's you or Hanako,

He has his own emotions and personality, which are completely different from the legend."

The cracked girl was a little surprised: "Have you seen Hanako?"

"I've seen her before. Just last night, I met her in the toilet. I didn't expect that she could use a modern thing like a mobile phone."

The cracked girl laughed: "After all, that child has appeared again countless times. It is normal for his personality and appearance to change. He will also accept new things like mobile phones..."

"how about you?"

"I? I don't know if Hanako has told you that our ghost stories originated from the Internet and word of mouth among humans. We are a special creature born from human panic. When no one remembers us,

We will disappear.

You also know that the legend of the Slit Girl is very simple, she is just a woman who uses scissors to cut everyone she sees, but this simple strange story has existed continuously for 40 years without interruption."

The cracked woman laughed at herself, "I don't know who created the ghost story called the cracked woman. It is obviously outdated and the horror elements have completely disappeared, but no one has modified it, leaving me alone on the streets of Tokyo, like

They are like the remnants of the old world wandering alone."

Shang Zegong's heart moved: "Could it be said that you are the generation of the slit girl?"

"I am the second generation."

The cracked woman said lightly. Seeing that Kamizawa Palace seemed very curious, she smiled and told her story.

"The strange story of the 'Group Girl' was just a story told by some parents to primary school students at first, warning them not to stay at night. It is the same fable as 'The Boy Who Cried Wolf', but as the story spread more and more, people gradually believed it to be true.

There were more people.

The story of the "slit girl" spread like an infectious disease, sweeping through campuses across Japan and causing extreme anxiety among the public. It was not until some students were frightened that they did not dare to go to school alone that parents realized the seriousness of the situation. Some schools even

Classes were once forced to be completely suspended.

In 1979, it was also the time when the legend was at its most violent... It was at that time that the first generation was born."

The cracked girl took a puff of cigarette and continued: "In that year, the legend of the cracked girl appeared in the news media and received widespread attention from all walks of life. The number of places where the generation appeared also increased, but that was just

It's just local.

But for some reason, there were eyewitness reports from all over the country. During that time, some children were kidnapped and disappeared, and as a result, they were slandered as the crack girl.

Later, in the same year, a woman pretended to be a slit girl and took to the streets with a kitchen knife in her hand. She was arrested by the police on suspicion of violating the gun knife law. Since then, many people no longer believe in the legend of the slit girl.

I thought it was just someone pretending to be weird.

As a result, a generation that was no longer believed by others was burdened with the crime of abducting children, and quietly disappeared one day."

After Uesawa Palace digested it quietly for a while, the cracked girl continued: "And I appeared in the 21st century, a period of rapid development of the Internet. The emergence of the Internet allows people to speak enthusiastically, and some people want to provoke

The topic was about a strange story called 'Girl with a Slit Mouth', and my image spread quickly on the Internet and was fixed.

Since then, I have been wandering the streets of Tokyo, asking passers-by whether I am beautiful or not."

The cracked woman sighed: "Maybe one day I will be forgotten by people and disappear, but before that, I have to fulfill my responsibilities, play my role well, and let more people know

my existence."

"You can also use the Internet and other tools to re-create your own legend, like Hanako," Uesawa Palace suggested.

The cracked woman did not answer this question, but suddenly asked: "Am I beautiful?"

This time, Uesawa Palace answered seriously: "You are very beautiful."

"That's good." The cracked girl smiled, looking quite chic.

"Won't you scratch my face?"

"Forget it, human beings nowadays have mortgages, financial pressures, and changes in living habits. My weird stories may not be as scary as when they clock in late tomorrow."

The cracked woman shook her head, stubbed out the last cigarette butt in her hand, and threw it into the trash can. "Rather than killing people and scratching their faces like legends, if my presence can temporarily get them out of that gloomy mood, I can

Just give them a scare."

The cracked woman stood up and put her mask back on: "By the way, even if you didn't say those long words before, I wouldn't attack you. At most, I would open my mouth wide in front of you and leave you some

It's just a horrifying memory, as long as you run away, I won't chase you."

"Shock therapy...Compared to myself, the slit girl is more like a psychiatrist." Uesawa Palace smiled bitterly and followed the slit girl through the traffic lights.

"Do you have anything else to do?" the cracked woman asked.
Chapter completed!