Variety Comic: My plug-in is myself

Although Xia Yan is in an island country, it is very different from his previous life due to some magical power.

The biggest difference is the land area.

For example, the famous mountains such as Qijiao Mountain and Oe Mountain are like secret places. From a distance, they are just ordinary mountains, but when you walk in, it is a different scene.

Therefore, the mountains have become particularly tall.

Although Okusan Mountain is not famous, has no secret places, is located in a remote location, and even has inferior spiritual energy, its height is similar to that of Oe Mountain.

The height of the peak is about 3,000 meters above sea level.

And the location where Xia Yan built the shrine is a little higher than the middle of the mountain. According to the altitude, it is about 2,000 meters.

If you want to walk up the steps from the foot of the mountain to the shrine, you need to walk nearly 30,000 "five, six, seven" steps in total...

It was early winter, and although the first snow of the year had not yet fallen, the temperature in the morning and evening had reached below zero, not to mention the deep mountains and old forests.

The air was filled with the smell of earth after the decay of fallen leaves after late autumn.

In the hazy night, on the relatively flat and sheltered open space next to the stone steps, a bonfire dispelled the darkness around.

The girl had walked more than 5,000 steps.

It was not because she was exhausted that she stayed to rest, but mainly because the external conditions did not allow her to walk any further, otherwise she might die halfway before reaching the destination.

Although the clothes she wore were not thin, they were not thick either, and the material was not warm.

It was enough in the village, but it couldn't withstand the cold wind on the mountain, especially when I was sweating a lot, I was shivering with cold when the wind blew.

During the day, I could barely hold on under the sunshine.

But when the sun went down, it was completely cold and biting.

Due to the season, dry firewood was easy to pick up, but relatively speaking, you had to be more careful when lighting a fire, so as not to accidentally set the forest on fire.

Fortunately, the girl was a thoughtful person, and the bonfire was very delicate, so there was no need to worry about setting the mountain on fire.

The shadow reflected by the fire kept jumping behind the girl, shuttling between the woods, like some kind of light-fearing monster.

The wind blew through the gaps between the trees in the forest, making a strange sound like a howl.

At this moment, the girl's stomach also protested at this time.

She just rubbed it gently, drank a sip of the warm water from the bonfire, and barely suppressed the hunger in her stomach.

Although she still brought a lot of dry food, she had no intention of taking it out to fill her stomach.

Because she was not welcome in the village, although she was prepared with rations for the road, the amount was only enough for two meals a day.

The second meal of the day was eaten at the foot of the mountain in order to recover her physical condition.

If she didn't plan carefully, she would be hungry on the way back.

Although the girl didn't know whether she could go back alive.

But leaving dry food on the way back at least gave her something to think about. It was better to have hope than to move forward numbly.

The girl didn't really need to come here, because she was very good at telling stories, and she had collected a lot of stories, and she was even better at writing stories.

She just had to write something, and with the IQ of those villagers, they couldn't see any flaws at all.

As long as it was a little dangerous and there was no benefit, those people didn't dare to come to verify it.

And she could get a lot of food for free.

The reason why she came here obediently, instead of finding a place to hide and eat up the food and then go back and make up something.

One was out of her own curiosity about this kind of thing, but more of a kind of stubbornness that she couldn't explain.

She wanted to prove it.

It was not to prove to the villagers who excluded her, but to prove to herself that she could do it!

But at this moment, being here, the girl felt a little regretful.

As a person who is good at making up stories and ghost stories, the girl is a very imaginative person.

Darkness, cold, hunger, howling wind, and a girl who came to the mountain alone...

These are elements that easily make people have horror fantasies.

In just a few minutes, more than a dozen ghost stories have come out of the girl's little head.

Without exception, the final results are not very good0...

Fear, inevitably arises.

And the beast can smell the fear on people...

Rustle, rustle——

"Who!?"

The girl exclaimed when she heard the sound and stood up carefully and vigilantly.

She couldn't tell whether it was the sound of the wind or some other sound.

All she could do was hold the wooden stick tightly in her arms.

This was a wooden stick she picked up on the stone steps when she was climbing the mountain to make it easier to walk.

The stick was straight and slender, with a forked and curved head.

At first glance, it looked like a sacrificial staff or a ritual vessel, which made the delicate girl more imposing.

But in fact, it was just an ordinary dead branch.

Except for being a little handsome, it was completely useless and not even strong.

Perhaps if it was taken to the world before Xia Yan crossed over, the men who saw it would take it home as a treasure and worship it, and it would inevitably destroy some flowers and plants along the way.

But at this time, it could only bring a little psychological comfort to the girl.

"Come out, I see you!" The girl shouted towards the woods with some bluffing.

But in fact, due to malnutrition, she could not even see things in the firelight.Everything was blurry, and only some shadows could be seen vaguely.

Not to mention seeing through the dark dense forest.

Nothing appeared after the voice fell.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief.

But before she sat down, the sigh of relief suddenly rose again.

Pairs of red eyes lit up in the dark dense forest.

There were six pairs in total, each of which was the size of a fist, and looked like red lanterns burning with ghost lights. The vertical pupils symbolizing the predator could be seen faintly, silently gnawing at the last bit of the girl's courage.

There was a faint nauseating, fishy smell in the air, proving that the other party was not a vegetarian.

The red eyes did not pounce on her all at once, but slowly approached the girl and surrounded her inside, slowly narrowing the encirclement, creating a strong psychological pressure.

It seemed as if they were ready to eat her.