The wine-red ponytail sat on a rock and looked at him quietly.
"What do you mean?" she asked. There was neither denial nor panic in his tone, just pure curiosity. After seeing the savage tribe, her crazy demeanor seemed to suddenly subside, a bit like a quiet schoolgirl.
Luo Binhan lit the flame in silence. The flame became smaller and smaller and failed to light. He decided not to put it off any longer.
"Qi Rui, an alchemist entered your world two hundred years ago." He said bluntly, "She brought you the drowned leaves, and maybe she also brought something else. I don't know if that is related to her Related. But anyway, she was lost in your world. Some very bad things happened after that... Maybe the whole process took a long time, but a hundred years ago, when you were born, your The world is almost over. You cannot escape into the universe for long, and the passage near the original stone platform is your only hope - your mother and a few others are the last survivors."
The burgundy ponytail didn't seem to hear what he said before, and just asked attentively: "Mom, did you bring anyone else?"
"Yes." Luo Binhan said, "Drowning Leaf grows at the bottom of the Great Rift Valley, where the environment is very dangerous. I guess she did not act alone. But your father has his own job, so she can only find other helpers. I guess These people have a lot of contact with Drowning Ye, and may be able to escape more easily. In any case, they are dead. You don't need to find them again."
"But why should I find them?"
Luo Binhan was a little speechless. The burgundy ponytail looked sideways at him, the sunlight hitting her hair like flames dancing on the transparent kite string. He thought of the time he saw her in the alley. Her hair didn't seem so light and transparent back then, and was much more like his old sister's hair color.
"You are here to kill them, Shirley." He said in as gentle a tone as possible, "You want to help them find a new territory, so you have to explore into the mountains. Maybe you have been eaten before I come. Many times...but finally you found me and wanted me to bring you here. Now you know how to enter the passage and you have found the person who escaped. Of course you have to deal with me - this is Why are you always trying to get close to me, trying to pass on the things in your body to me through close contact. But that doesn't work, Qi Rui, your mother and I have different physiques. Even if you let the sculptor make it Crazy, it created superficial wounds on both of us, and you still can’t let that thing infect me.”
Down the mountain, now all this is just his guess. Maybe there are many mistakes in it, but the details are irrelevant.
"You really shouldn't be here, Qi Rui." He concluded with these words.
The burgundy ponytail sat on the spot, looking at the tribe below. She still maintained her original expression, and her muscles didn't tremble at all. It was a perfect and precise stillness, like a computer after pressing the shutdown button.
Luo Binhan didn't rush, and waited patiently to see her next reaction. Before coming here, he already had some assumptions in mind, some were the worst, and some were relatively better. He brought weapons, but not Fina and Li Li. He wanted to resolve this matter himself. He felt that was also Yaleriga's request.
"So," said the burgundy ponytail, "are we done? Are you going to say goodbye to me? Do you want me to buy you another drink?"
"Go back." Luo Binhan said.
"If I go back, why did I come here in the first place?"
She stood up from where she was, facing away from the cliff. Luo Binhan thought that if he pushed her hard at this time, she would definitely fall and be shattered to pieces. But that probably wouldn't kill her. Given time, she would recover, or she might not recover at all and just invade the savage tribe piecemeal.
The burgundy ponytail took a step back. Half of her feet were detached from the edge of the cliff, teetering precariously high in the air. "
""What do you think of this? " she asked.
Luo Binhan still sat where he was and didn't move.
"I brought you here, Qi Rui." He told the other party in a stable mood, "Even if you jump down, I will pick up your pieces and burn them, and hollow out all the land stained with your blood. , throw it back to another world. That will just take a little more time and energy, do you want me to do that?"
"This still sounds interesting." said the burgundy ponytail, "What if I don't jump or walk?"
Luo Binhan lowered his head and took out the scimitar from the inside of his clothes. He did not put the knife in his pocket, but was held in place by two pins on the scabbard. The angle had been adjusted so that he could pull out the knife as long as he put his hand into his collar.
The wine-red ponytail yelled "Oh!" "This knife is really cool. Why didn't you show it to me earlier?"
She ran over and grabbed the blade with her hand. Luo Binhan's wrist shook heavily because of this, and the sharp instrument that had cut through the lizard demon's scales cut the opponent's palm.
The bright red blood-like juice flowed down, and from the inside of the wound, Luo Binhan saw the fault lines of fat, muscle and bone. This time he no longer averted his gaze or became flustered in his rush to bandage her. This time he finally noticed that the structures that resembled human tissue were actually completely independent. They are small and exquisite, intertwined and connected with each other, pieced together bit by bit to create a living human body. If you peel off the surface skin, it will definitely be a work of art with a precise structure like a honeycomb ant nest.
Luo Binhan looked at the wound for a while and smiled dryly without knowing what to say.
"Are you one or many?" he asked sincerely. "Can you have emotions like ordinary people?"
"How do you know whether my answer is true or false?" The wine-red ponytail asked him.
Luo Binhan found that she was right. He gave up and didn't want to know anything about it. Before the real separation came, he patted his burgundy pony-tailed arm one last time, feeling warm and soft to the touch.
"Your skin looks quite real. Is it also a bug? Or is it some kind of secretion?"
"Why don't you try it yourself?"
After saying this, the burgundy ponytail rushed forward. The wind blew the coat around her waist to the ground, and she kicked it away.
Their lips bumped together. Luo Binhan tasted the smell of drowned leaves mixed with blood, salty and bitter, similar to tears. Then he felt something long and thin crawling out from the other person's lips, trying to get into his mouth.
He gritted his teeth in time and handed over the scimitar in his hand. The blade cut through layers of flexible and wriggling flesh and buried it deep into the abdomen.
A spell that will incinerate enemies struck by swords. When he recited it, he felt the palm of his hand was extremely hot, and the handle of the knife was biting his skin and heart.
He saw blue fairy fire dancing in the other man's hair. For a moment, she opened her arms and seemed to be floating upwards in the fire, but in the blink of an eye, she turned into black stars and scattered.
The flames gradually faded away, leaving only the burn on his palms.
Luo Binhan sat there for a while, then sheathed his scimitar and leaned over to pick up the coat that fell on the ground. He used this piece of clothing to wrap up all the remaining ashes he could collect, then went back to the aircraft to retrieve the boots and socks she had taken off, wrapping them all in his coat.
The sun is rising high. He walked down the foot of the mountain, across the farmland, and found the old woman walking.
She still narrowed her eyes and looked at him: "Good morning."
"Good morning." Luo Binhan said, "This car is nice. Where did it come from?"
The old woman showed a slightly confused smile. "They go there regularly to remove the darkness," she said. "It's not stealing to take something from the trash."
Her suggestion made some sense. Luo Binhan no longer questioned it, but leaned over to put the coat wrapped in boots and socks on the car.
"You can keep these." He said, "But there is still a problem with your prediction. As the saying goes, if you don't go out in the morning, if there is fire and clouds this morning, it will definitely rain later."
"I only promise that you will see the sun in the morning." The old lady said leisurely, "But things are constantly changing."
Luo Binhan nodded and prepared to go back when the weather was clear. Before that, he couldn't help but ask: "What does a hundred years feel like? A long time?"
"Depends on what you're thinking about."
"……bid farewell."
"With whom?"
Luo Binhan looked at her and said, "A person you love."
The old woman covered her coat with her palms, her eyes sober and distant. Her light brown hair was slightly transparent in the sun.
"That's not nearly enough, young man," she said slowly. "It's as short as a dream."
