Northeastern Wild Fairy Tales Record

  What I saw when I looked up was a fog-like monster like dark clouds, but what I saw from the facial expression was the monster that possessed my brother.

  The dog's head, the body that can't see the shape of its limbs, and those eerie laughter sounds, all made the four sober people underground feel like they were falling into an ice cellar.

  But Tabo was now unconscious due to the commotion earlier or the aftereffect of being possessed, and did not wake up as the monster left.

  But at this moment, I'd rather be the one lying on the ground, not the monster standing upright and staring at the sky. Although I've seen it several times already, I still can't get used to it.

  It's like the shepherd boy who cried wolf, after repeating it several times, it lost its effect. But in school, no matter how many times you shouted "Teacher is coming!", it still had a powerful impact. At this moment, the monster was just as terrifying as the teachers in school.

  Uncle and aunt were also a bit scared, it can be seen from Aunt's grasp of Uncle's arm, fingernails are about to dig into Uncle's flesh. And the cousin at this time has lost the momentum of hitting her brother down with one punch earlier.

  Instead, he crouched on the ground and lifted his head, his eyes filled with slow-growing fear, staring at the arrogant and eerie creature above him, the Yīn Shān Gǒu Shén.

  "Dad, what's going on? What should we do?"

  The older sister was asking her uncle with tears in her eyes, but at this time, the uncle also didn't know what to do. He just stared at the mountain dog god with a pair of eyes facing another pair of eyes.

  The strategy of "I won't move unless the enemy moves, and if the enemy moves, I'll move first" is a good one, but when the enemy's situation is unclear, even the best strategy is like a blind man lighting a lamp - a waste of wax.

  It can only be random adaptation, let's see what action Mountain Dog God takes next before making a counterattack.

  The mountain dog god stared at his uncle with a pair of dead eyes, because just now it was his uncle who used a pair of chopsticks to pick him out from his cousin's body. Now this beast remembered his uncle, so the next move must be aimed at his uncle. If he didn't react well, they would all have to settle accounts here today.

  Just as we were all quietly staring at this beast, it finally made a move, floating in the sky and coming to our front, standing there with its body emitting a faint black glow, staring motionlessly at my uncle with its eyes open.

  After a moment, we finally confirmed that this beast really had humanity, had learned human language, and also knew how to think.

  It's just that some of the bad habits haven't been changed yet. For those who have harmed them, they still hold a strong grudge and have a very strong sense of revenge.

  "It was you who just attacked me, a mere mortal daring to lay hands on me. I think you've lived long enough. Today, all of you will die, and only then can I dispel the anger in my heart."

  This beast speaks of life and death, murdering with cold-bloodedness, cruelly and brutally. To him, killing someone who is not his kind is no different from killing that little chicken just now, and it won't produce any uncomfortable feelings.

  "You are a demon possessing my son. I will definitely drive you out, even if it means dying today. I will drive you out of my son's body." The uncle said firmly.

  Fatherly love is like a mountain, it's just that. Usually won't say sweet words to their own children, even cold and indifferent, but when their own children are in danger, fathers will fight for them without hesitation until the end, and won't let their children get hurt at all, this is father, this is fatherly love.

  "Alright, let's see who's stronger, your stubbornness or my methods. Today, I'll make you understand the consequences of offending me." The beast was shouting loudly without any fear, and my uncle was also determined to fight to the end.

  "You beast, you also dare to call yourself a god? Are all gods like this? If all gods are like this, then I'm really disappointed. Unfortunately, you're not a god, just a beast that has become a spirit. You're learning from the gods and shouting here, it's laughable and pitiful. For your whole life, you'll never become a god, you're just a beast, even if you have great abilities, you're still a beast."

  My uncle also burst out, shouting "Damn it!" one after another. As soon as my uncle finished speaking, the monster opposite him, who was originally a beast, now had a gloomy dog face staring at my uncle, as if he wanted to swallow him alive immediately.

  "How dare you, a mere mortal, know the greatness of this deity? If I don't let you know my power today, it would be a waste of my reputation in the world." After finishing speaking, he intended to attack his uncle.

  Among the unclear figures, a misty shape slowly transformed into an arm-like gesture, and with a push of his palm towards his uncle, it was as if a feather was floating gently, yet it also seemed like a heavy hammer weighing thousands of kilograms had struck his uncle's chest.

  "Retch... Ugh..."

  As the sound of bones cracking filled the air, my uncle spat out a mouthful of blood and was pushed back three steps by this beast. Seeing my uncle being beaten to the point of vomiting blood, he laughed loudly and asked: "How's that? Do you know the power of Ben Shen now? If you kneel down on the ground and kowtow to me three times, I might spare your life if I'm in a good mood. Hurry up and kowtow, today I'm in a good mood, if you beg for mercy, I might not pursue the crime of disrespecting me earlier."

  The game of cat catching mouse, I suppose everyone knows. It's just that when the cat is catching the mouse, it won't directly grab and kill it, but instead will play with it for four or five times before suddenly killing the mouse to satisfy its hunger.

  But now this beast is going to torture his uncle not only physically but also mentally, however he has chosen the wrong target this time.

  My uncle is a Shandong man, and he has that kind of stubbornness in his nature. Once he makes up his mind about something, he won't budge even if you beat him to death.

  What's more, it is now related to the lives of ourselves and our families. In my heart, I understand what this beast wants to do at this time. I can only use myself to attract his attention first, and then find an opportunity to rescue us. Being able to drag on for a while means having a glimmer of hope.

  Miracles do exist, but they are too rare. So rare that many people may not see a few in their lifetime. However, when people feel helpless and powerless, they often unconsciously pray for miracles to happen in their hearts.

  It's actually a kind of sadness, as the saying goes, it's better to rely on oneself than others. However, there are many times when one can't rely on oneself and has to seek help from others, whether it's something small like a needle and thread or big like life and death. Humans are the spirit of all things, but without power, they can be deceived by anything.

  At that time, little me, after seeing so many times of powerless return to heaven, the seed of wanting to become stronger in my heart had already been buried and was about to break through the soil and sprout.

  Seeing my uncle being beaten and vomiting blood, my aunt and cousin forgot to be afraid, quickly got up and ran to my uncle's side, helped him up, my aunt and cousin were both in tears looking at the vomiting uncle.

  Uncle is the sky and earth of this family, if Uncle falls down, then this family will be a collapse.

  But the uncle, facing his sister and niece, didn't answer about his own injuries. Instead, he instructed them: "When that beast is chasing me later, you must find an opportunity to run away, don't worry about me, remember to take Big Brother with you. If anything happens to Big Brother, I and you will both be unfilial to Aunt."

  My aunt was raised by my grandmother when she was a child, and all the expenses for her marriage to my uncle were paid by my grandmother alone. My aunt treated my grandmother as if she were her own mother, but because my grandmother said she couldn't be called "mother", from childhood to adulthood, everyone has always called her "aunt".

  I am the only descendant of the Zhou family, and both my uncle and aunt know how important I am to the Zhou family.

  But can we really escape with just a few women and children?

  It's not like escaping will do us any good, this beast's abilities are clearly more than what it has shown so far. If it can catch up to us at any time, then even if we escape, it would only be delaying the inevitable, and wouldn't serve any purpose.

  Although I have a kind heart to help, my Dragon Claw Technique is completely useless at this time, and can only be used for physical exercise. The later spells are simply released, and can only be anxious.

  I moved over to my uncle and asked: "Uncle, are you okay?"

  "I'm fine, nephew. In a while, you must follow your aunt and escape together. This beast wants to kill us all today. I'll block him, and you two must get out of here and find someone to help deal with him." My uncle instructed me.

  Just as I was about to say something, the beast opposite me opened his mouth and said: "I've already given you a way out, since you don't want it then don't blame me. Get these few annoying things out of the way, I'll deal with you first, after I'm done with you, I'll send them to accompany you."

  As soon as he finished speaking, a black misty gas surrounded the three of us, and at the same time, the three of us felt a binding force on our bodies that made us unable to move.

  Just as we felt bound, that beast swung its hand again, and the few of us immediately floated up and left the position five steps away from my uncle, thudding to the ground three times.

  I fell and felt like my butt had turned into four pieces, it was throbbing with pain. I gritted my teeth and took deep breaths to relieve the pain coming from my buttocks.

  But before my pain had disappeared, I saw that beast kicking and playing with my uncle like a football, up and down.

  Playing with a ball is for joy, it's for happiness, but at this moment, this beast playing with the ball is actually playing with lives, playing with other people's lives to bring himself pleasure.

  The sound of bones cracking echoed one after another, as if it was the taste of a fierce ghost beckoning the soul to hasten the end of his uncle's life.

  A large amount of fresh blood soaked through my uncle's chest, his consciousness had become blurry, and he couldn't care about our escape anymore, it was every man for himself.

  Just as this beast was about to finish, it suddenly spoke to itself: "Those who offend me will not live to see the second day. Today, you actually dare to be so bold and disrespect me, humph..."

  That fog-like limb resembling an arm was heading towards my uncle's neck as he lay on the ground, as if to strangle him.

  His aunt and cousin both saw through his intentions and were crying out in their own ways.

  "Dad..."

  "Green Mountain..."