Chapter 175: The Legend of the Scarecrow

On a very quiet and dark street, there were quite a number of young people squatting.

"Hey, did you hear?"

"What?"

"Recently, there was a terrifying legend in our Sarkos City."

"That... scarecrow?"

"Yes, that's right!"

"You still believe in that?"

"Sigh, I didn't believe in it at first, but I had no choice. You've met my friend last week, right?"

"Ah, yes, I've met him. It's that crazy fool from last time who said that he often dreamed of the scarecrow chasing after him, right? I'm curious, how did you become friends with that kind of person?"

"That's him, but he was very normal before, it's just that he became like that a while ago, and..."

Speaking up to this point, that person deliberately paused for a moment.

This caused the surrounding people to be a little displeased, and one of them urged.

"And what?"

"That's right, say it, and what?!"

That person said, "and, you don't know, that friend of mine died two days ago!"

"What?! It can't be!"

The surrounding people were shocked.

A living person was actually gone just like that?

What was going on?

The group of people was very curious.

That person said, "that's right, and he died very strangely. I heard that he died while he was sleeping. His body was stuffed with hay, and he was extremely thin, as if he had been sucked dry by something."

"Not only that, I heard that the day before yesterday, he discovered that my friend's body had disappeared."

"And today, did you know?"

"His neighbor said that he saw a scarecrow in his room."

"The scarecrow jumped down the window. When the neighbor looked down, the scarecrow was already gone."

"Don't you think it's strange?"

After that person finished speaking, the rest of the people immediately looked at each other.

At first, they looked very shocked. Then, with a 'pfft' sound, they all burst out loughing loudly.

Obviously, they did not believe it.

The person who told the story was unhappy. "What I said is all true. It's best for all of you to be careful. Who knows when you might run into that ghostly scarecrow."

After he finished speaking, someone in the crowd also spoke up.

"We need to be careful."

"I've also noticed recently that there are more and more people discussing this scarecrow."

"There must be a reason for the abnormality. Everyone just needs to be careful these days."

The people around said that it was fine. If the scarecrow dared to come, they could just light it with a lighter.

It was just a scarecrow. Why would they be afraid of it?

Then, the group of people began to joke.

Not long after, one of them said, "hey hey, someone's coming, someone's coming. Let's hide first."

The group of people looked over and saw a figure walking over.

They immediately bent down and found a place to hide.

"He's dressed so well. He looks like a fat sheep!"

"Hehehe, we have money for tomorrow's cigarettes."

A few people were sneering.

When the person came closer, a group of people suddenly rushed out and bumped into the person.

"Aiyo, you brat, you bumped into me, you know!"

This group of people was actually trying to scam!

The person smiled and said, "so, what do you want?"

The group of people looked at each other and smiled.

"What do you think?"

"Hey, let's talk inside."

The group of people approached a small alley.

There were not many people in the alley. They had already gone home to rest at night.

"Okay."

The person who came replied and followed them in.

The group of people in front did not notice that the person who was cheated by them did not show any panic on his face. Instead, a strange smile appeared on his face.

The person who had been scammed was Flanders.

In fact, when he had just been scammed, Flanders had been stunned for a moment.

In his previous life and this life, this was the first time he had met someone trying to scam him.

However, this feeling was still quite fresh.

And it was very exciting.

Flanders felt that it was very interesting, so he followed him in.

"Kid, take out all the valuable things on your body!"

Valuable things?

Flanders thought for a moment, and then a strange expression appeared on his face.

The most valuable thing on him, in his opinion, was that not a scarecrow?

He did not have a single cent, and he did not need it.

Moreover, no matter how much money there was, in his eyes, it was no different from a pile of paper. It was still not as valuable as a scarecrow, and it was even far from being worth it.

Thinking of this, Flanders took out a scarecrow.

"Is this Ii?"

Flanders showed the thing in his hand, and at the same time, a very strange smile appeared on his face.

"What is this?"

The group of people frowned and all moved closer.

At this sight, someone recognized it, and his face immediately turned pale with fright.

Scarecrow!

That was a small scarecrow!

If it was before, they would not be so panicked. But a few minutes ago, they had just heard the rumors about scarecrows, and now they really saw this so-called scarecrow. This shock... was definitely not fake.

"Who the hell are you trying to scare?!"

Someone cursed.

But when he shifted his gaze to Flanders's face, he was suddenly unable to say a word.

It was as if his throat was stuck, and cold sweat trickled down his face.

"You... you..."

That person pointed at Flanders, his face completely drained of blood.

Everyone was puzzled and looked over.

Then, they saw that the person they had scammed was not an ordinary person?

He was clearly a scarecrow!!

"Ka ka ka..."

"Do you want more? I still have a lot of valuable things here."

Flanders had a strange smile.

[Fear points +140]

[Fear points +180]

[Fear points +200]

"Ah Ah Ahhh!!"

A group of people screamed and fled in all directions.

Some of them were so scared that they collapsed on the ground, their legs not listening to their commands and peeing all over the ground.

However, regardless of whether they were lying on the ground or fleeing in all directions, they were destined to not be able to walk out alive.

The faint moonlight fell.

A shadow of a scythe appeared on the ground.

Night Cut.

Puchi!

As the scythe swung, blood splattered everywhere, creating shadows on the ground.

In the dark alley, screams could be heard continuously.

"Hahahaha!!"

"Interesting! This is too interesting!!"

The black scythe in Flanders's hand kept swinging, leaving large amounts of blood every time. On the walls, on the ground, and on the iron bars, it was everywhere!

The more he swung, the happier he became.

Especially when he saw this group of people. From the beginning, they were arrogant and complacent, to full of fear, and now, their faces were full of despair. No matter how many times he watched this process, he would never get tired of it!

It was too fun!

It was simply too fun!

"Devil! You are a devil!"

Now, there was only one person left. He could no longer run. He sat on the ground and staggered backward, his face full of fear.

"Devil?"

Flanders closed his eyes, enjoying this title.

He looked down at the person on the ground. He had already lost his incontinence, his face was full of snot, and he was still shouting the word "devil".

Obviously, this person was so scared that only his instincts were left.

It was broken... boring.

Flanders murmured.

Then, with a wave of his hand, the scythe formed a huge circle in the air, leaving a large pool of blood.

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