Luo Binhan asked ∈ to bring the chip in front of him. He grabbed the thing and gasped, "What time is it now?"
"On the third day after your coma." ∈ said, "Feeling tired? Your brain has been highly active, at least three times higher than when you were awake. I think you must see something interesting. But you should first A nutritional injection? Or do I have to get a corticosteroid? I don’t think you’ll need that in three days, but if you need some placebo to help..."
"Where are they?" Luo Binhan interrupted and asked, "Yalai? Lao Mo?"
"They set off to attend the festival. Hey, look at your skeleton friend. It gave up such a big scene to take care of you. Are you touched? Even the singer and piano player ran away, and a The person engaged in magic research has not left. I think you should write a thank you letter to it."
"I don't need that." Lan Que stammered, "Luo Han, how do you feel about your health?"
"I'm fine." Luo Binhan said. He wanted to jump out of bed, but found that his hands and feet were weak.
∈ Let the robot massage the muscles of his limbs, while Lan Que explained to him the process.
It told Luo Binhan how he tried to use various spells to wake him up. Those were clearly recorded methods for awakening moon dreams in textbooks, but they were of no use to Luo Binhan. When things completely exceeded its expectations, it immediately called Yaleriga and Momolo, but they were also helpless until Luo Binhan woke up.
The blue magpie happily walked around in place for a while, and suddenly said sternly: "But you must give me an explanation!"
"What?"
"∈Tell me that you already have a way to deal with the Wanchong Butterfly Mother, and he also told you about it! I can't believe you didn't mention a word when I asked you to try the medicine? What if you die because of this? Well, then it’s entirely because of your own stupidity!”
It rushed over with its teeth and claws bared. Luo Binhan wanted to get out of bed to avoid it, but his legs failed and he almost landed on his head.
Lan Que screamed and supported him: "Luo Han, your legs?"
"I'm conscious and able to move." Luo Binhan said a little puzzled, "It's just numb."
He tried raising his arms, but the feeling of emptiness and weakness was still there. Lan Que also pinched his arm and shook it, as if it was just a long meat bag connected to his body.
"Strange." ∈ leaned over and said, "I pay attention to maintaining the patient's muscle activity. Besides, you only slept for three days. This does not seem like a normal level of delicateness. I don't remember finding the disease in your genes." The symptoms of freezing are mutated. Are you sure this is not a psychogenic problem of your own?"
Luo Binhan also felt confused, while Lan Que said nervously: "This may be a sign that life force has been sucked out. Luo Han, what did you see in your dream? Why did you spit out a... Is this a coin? A chip. ?”
It pointed nervously at Luo Binhan's palm. However, when Luo Binhan wanted to hand it the crystal coin for a closer look, it immediately stepped back.
"No, no, no, it's best not to give this to anyone, Luo Han. This is something you brought out from the Moon Realm. It must have some special meaning, and you must treat it very carefully. Who gave this to you ?”
"I've never seen this thing in my dreams."
"Really? Strange, if this is a certificate of some kind of ceremony, it should be accepted by you voluntarily, otherwise it cannot ask for payment from you."
Luo Binhan didn't remember doing anything similar. He told Lan Que what he could still remember, which was just sitting on a midnight subway and chatting for a while with a young man who claimed to be a college student. The other party did say some strange things, but other than that they never exchanged anything or reached a verbal agreement.
Lan Quezai listened to his words carefully and asked for many details, such as the language they talked in, the names of the stations the subway passed, and even the model of mobile phone used by the young man. Luo Binhan couldn't answer most of the questions. The details of the dream were fading rapidly with waking hours, and he couldn't even remember the color of the car's cabin. Fortunately, he could remember what the young man said very clearly, as if a tape was inserted in his head, waiting to play back those important contents at any time.
"He said your medicine is useless," he told Lan Que, "because the Ten Thousand Insects Butterfly Mother has no integrated soul or something. Does this make sense?"
Lan Que sighed in surprise.
"That's probably true, Luo Han. In fact, this is what I was worried about before. The amount of medicine I can make is too small, and this embryo has eaten the core of an entire planet. Even if ten Use the fruit of life and all the mud leaves in the field. I don't know if this can really eliminate it completely. Maybe they will dream together due to the collective mind, or maybe only the part that is directly ingested will be affected. I can't Decide which one is more likely... Only a few Spire Masters have mastered the method of peering into the moon, and we know very little about it. The situation you describe must be the dream of some ancient law, but I have never heard of any ancient law making their dreams look like a trap city. That is really not in line with their usual preferences. And what you brought, I am thinking about which one it should be. Kind of. Currency? Chips?”
Lan Que circled back and forth at a distance of three meters, looking at the round coin from a distance. Luo Binhan looked over the coin several times, but could not find any date or region-related information, only the face value number on the front and the butterfly pattern on the back. From this, he felt that this thing was more like a bargaining chip.
"But does it make any difference?" he asked. "Can this thing really be used for shopping?"
"No, no, you must not use it for any transactions! It is just a ceremonial artifact, so it is crucial to understand its nature. A currency represents a transaction, and usually people are summoning the ancient law. This will be used in the ceremony, and if you receive anything of a monetary nature from the ancient law, it means that it took something from you... It will definitely not be a good thing, Luo Han! Maybe this It's the deposit for your soul, you know? And if it's not a coin, but a chip, or some other pass, that's much better. It may just represent a bet, and as long as you don't make a bet - as long as If you don't do anything it suggests, then it can't do anything to you. It doesn't have time to attack you yet, Luo Han, although I don't know why it would take the initiative to put you back. Could it be that this is just the effect of the drug? Relationship?"
Lan Que chattered nervously and wandered around the room. That appearance gave Luo Binhan a rare sense of intimacy. "Blue magpie," he said in as friendly and enthusiastic a voice as possible.
"What? You called my name again?"
"I think I may know what part of this bet is," Luo Binhan said. "But one thing I still can't figure out is what would happen if I accepted the bet and then lost. ?Lost your soul? Or turned into some kind of monster?"
"Oh, I know this. Any legal ceremony involving the will of both parties must guarantee the right to know. At most, some techniques can be used in the form of notification, but it must not fail to tell you. So it must have informed you of the terms of the bet. "
Luo Binhan began to recall the words of the young man in the dream. It did mention a lot of nonsense, but the young man never seemed to ask for anything from him.
"He seems to have invited me to stay at his house for one night." Luo Binhan said unconvincingly.
"You agreed?"
"No. I didn't even talk to him at that time."
"Then it shouldn't be the case. Remaining silent means rejection in legal terms, and sometimes it is even more effective than speaking out."
The blue magpie looked at him in confusion, and finally could only say helplessly: "It seems that we can't figure it out for the time being. Since it really didn't mention anything about the price of the bet, maybe it was just that we ignored it. Yeah, maybe...maybe it wasn't a bet with you?"
Luo Binhan raised the chip in his hand and looked at it questioningly.
"Oh, this is usually called an 'agent ceremony', which means that both parties reach a certain payment agreement through magic, and the judgment standard for execution falls on a third party. This kind of magic is often used in the White Tower's Apprentice Agreement Circulation Market To execute the expected appreciation transaction of the apprentice package. Hmm...but I have never heard of Ancient Laws using this, they should only like direct exchange of barter."
Lan Que thought for a moment, and finally waved his hand cheerfully.
"What the hell! We don't have to figure this out, just hide this chip. Oh my god Luohan, I'm so glad you woke up safe. Now that we know my medicine isn't working - I It’s a bit frustrating, but at least we won’t make any irreversible mistakes, and now we have a way to deal with the Insect Butterfly Mother. Everything is going according to plan!”
The red light in its eyes flashed with joy, which made Luo Binhan feel very happy and didn't want to ruin its mood. He moved his hands and feet and found that his consciousness had recovered a lot now.
"Blue Magpie," he said, "I remember that Marin hid a bottle of wine in the greenhouse. Can you help me find it?"
"Wine? Now?"
"I think it's worth getting a bottle now." Luo Binhan said, "The savage waits for a thousand years, so why don't you allow me to drink two sips to share the joy?"
Lan Que was very dissatisfied with his request, but still floated out in pieces. After the automatic door completely blocked its back, ∈ suddenly appeared in front of Luo Binhan's bed, staring at him with an incomprehensible face.
"In fact, there is no excess wine hidden in the greenhouse." ∈ said slowly, "Every bottle of wine has to be inspected by me before it can be packed and shipped out. And you drank them all! The one who sings is still My bladder almost exploded because of it.”
Luo Binhan looked at him sideways: "Does it know?"
"Who? Know what?"
"Blue magpie. Does it know that the young master on our ship will be lying down for several months?"
"Of course not!" ∈ said, "If we had to reveal the details every time we met a lucky passenger who boarded the ship temporarily, it would be a lot of trouble. I don't want to encounter enemy ships encircling and suppressing them every day, and at this time the captain Either lie down and sleep, or just say 'bump it'. I feel like a babysitter!"
He wrapped his arms around himself and cried. Luo Binhan ignored his dramatic performance and demanded, "I want to contact Yaleriga."
"What? Now?"
"Yes, right now. Hurry up, or Lan Que will come back." Luo Binhan said unceremoniously, "Don't pretend to be stupid, I know you have a way to contact her immediately. It's not the first day I've met her."
He urged repeatedly, but he had no choice but to face the air dial. It made a tinkling sound from its mouth, and a screen of light opened before them.
Yaleriga stood in the center of the screen. The sky behind her was pitch black, with several pillars of fire burning. The savages sat around the fire, looking at the sky quietly and neatly. Luo Binhan glanced hastily and did not see Momoluo.
"You old man is busy." He said to Yaleriga with a smile, "I would like to say hello to you."
Yaleriga flicked the chain on her corner. She controlled her expression very well, but Luo Binhan could still detect a bit of surprise. It seems that Magic Ya Lai is not really a perfect plan after all.
"I encountered something strange." He told Yaleriga slowly, "This suddenly raised two questions for me. I think only you can help me answer them."
"Now is not the time." Yaleriga said.
The night sky behind her was tearing apart, the dark clouds were shattering, and the sky was like blood. Those pillars of fire swayed violently, as fragile as candles in the wind.
Luo Binhan stared at the apocalyptic scene: "I think now is the time."
Yaleriga raised her eyebrows. She looked like she would hang up the communication at any moment, so Luo Binhan continued: "I thought about the spell that burned my hands and thought it was a bit unkind."
"I told you it needs conditions to heal."
"But you didn't tell me what conditions are required." Luo Binhan said, "That certainly doesn't respect my right to know. But I just heard someone say that 'you can use some techniques in the form of notification.' I think you just look like a Technique. Also, I carefully recalled the night you gave me the knife. The most common thing you said to me was 'take the initiative to make your own choices' - but how proactive do I have to be to be considered proactive? No. A little hesitant? Can't you have a little doubt? Otherwise, it's considered to be forced by the situation? "
He paused for a few seconds and asked with a bit of chest tightness: "Why did I get burned that time? Was it because I wanted her to go back before pulling out the knife?"
Yaleriga finally looked at him squarely.
"It doesn't matter what your mindset is before you make a decision," she said. "What matters is that when you make your choice, you have to accept the price you have to pay, and you have to understand that it will cause permanent change. Don't waver, don't want to Go back. You have to follow through with your choice until it's over—and that means you have to have no regrets."
Luo Binhan lowered his head in silence and looked at the bandage on his right hand.
"I have another question." He said, "I heard from the rudder that your young master will have to lie down for half a year if he burns a star."
"Usually yes."
"That means there are unusual circumstances. How long will he have to lie down then?"
Yaleriga did not answer immediately. She looked at the sky and said, "You can change the lock on a door many times."
"so?"
"There will always be a time when it will be so broken that it can no longer be opened," Yaleriga said. "When the entire door is completely worn out, spending time changing the lock will not solve any problems. It will never be used again. You You won’t predict when it will break, but every time you change the lock, you know it’s one step closer to being scrapped.”
She turned off the communication.
