Chapter 43 Section VII

Suddenly, smelling a pungent smell, I opened my eyes. Look at the watch, it's almost half past two.I only fell asleep for a short while.I sat up and shook my head vigorously. With a somewhat hazy consciousness, thinking of the reason for this smell, I jumped up as if bouncing. Isn't this smell of lamp oil? At this time, the laughter of hee hee came into my ears. I opened the sliding door and was about to rush out. In front of my eyes, Makiman stood there with a bucket in his hand and grinning. I took a few steps back like flying. Makiman couldn't wait to lick his pink lips, and his nose flapped slightly.

"What are you afraid of, Dad?" One side of Makoto's face trembled unnaturally. "What happened to Uncle Kewen?" Makio raised his eyes and looked at me with a nasal voice like a spoiled child. "It seems to be asleep. I came alone." "What's in that bucket?" Makoto looked at the bucket he was carrying, and seemed very happy. "Just pack some lamp oil." "What do you want to burn?" Makoto's eyes sparkled. "This..." Makio closed one eye and looked at me, as if revealing a secret, he said meaningfully:

"It's a very happy thing." Saying that, Makio licked his lips. "Actually, Dad, you've seen the 'Whispering Ghost' too. That guy has long hands and feet, a bumpy head, a long nose, and dark eyes. He also beckoned 'Come here' to Dad, right?" Isn't that the monster squatting on Yutakako's shoulder that I saw in my dream before?Can Makoto peek into my dream? "Why, why aren't you with Uncle Ke Wen? You, did you do something to Uncle Ke Wen?" I could hear the trembling myself. Makoto's right mouth corner turned up unnaturally, and his eyes rolled.

"It must have been killed! I put some poison the same as when I poisoned the old man and old lady, and he died immediately." At this moment, something like a ferocious mist rose from behind Makoto. "Are you really a real tree boy?" Maki-o slowly approached me.His pupils dilated like a carnivorous beast that has chased its prey from nowhere to escape. I started to step back step by step. "You are burned. Burned to dance." "What are you talking about, Makio?" The real tree boy approached me and threw the contents of the bucket at me, his movements were so agile that he didn't look like a child.

I tripped over my feet and couldn't escape all at once.While a strong smell irritated the nose again, lamp oil splashed on his right arm. Makoto quickly took out the lighter and lit the paper sliding door.In the blink of an eye, the flames jumped up, and with a sweltering heat wave, the fire came here. On the other side of the flame, Makoto had a cold smile on his face. "It's useless for you to run away. You're already covered with lamp oil. If you touch a little fire, you'll be a ball of fire." There was only one exit, and that exit was sprinkled with lamp oil, and the flames were burning.To get out of this room, one must pass through the flames.

I arched my body so that the place where the lamp oil was sprinkled did not touch the flames, and it took all my strength to cover my right arm.A scorching heat wave hit me. "It will be Fire Dance soon." Makoto shook his body slightly and tapped his feet. In the blink of an eye, flames rushed to his face.Severe pain and heat hit me.Sleep for a little while so that the catastrophe is imminent.I cursed my stupidity. While waving away the unpleasant smell from my burning hair, I thought of the fifth verse of "Legend of Kidnap Song".