Luo Binhan woke up from the grass, touched his stomach and took a few breaths. This time he was much calmer than before. He quickly regained his vision and understood that he had never left the same place. Momolo was still holding his arm, maybe everything was just a trance.
He felt a noise echoing in his head, causing time outside to pass extremely slowly. It took him a moment to realize that he was surrounded by emerald stars. They were spinning around him and Momoluo like a huge emerald, while Jing Huang sat cross-legged outside the circle, looking at them calmly. The expression of staring at something strange made Luo Binhan's back itch. He jumped up from the ground, and the Emerald Stars returned to their master's collar.
"Mr. Luo! Your state has become strange again just now!" Momolo grabbed him and said, "If you feel uncomfortable, please tell me immediately."
Luo Binhan just felt a little dizzy and chest tight, but when he was about to express his feelings, Momolo's body had already emitted a bright white light.
"Old Mo!" Luo Binhan screamed, "Turn down the light!"
Momolo hugged him and said, "It's okay, Mr. Luo! My light is a spiritual light that brings peace to everyone. It won't really damage your eyesight! Just use my power to recover!"
Luo Binhan almost threatened death, but finally struggled out of the other party's warm care. What puzzled him was that Jing Huang didn't mention a word during this process. When he looked over in surprise, Jing Huang just threw a piece of black cloth from his pocket.
"Take it." Jing Huang said, "Don't look up to the sky if you have nothing to do. Use this to cover your eyes when you must look up."
Luo Binhan tried covering his face with a cloth, but he couldn't see anything.
"What the hell is this?"
"Just cloth. Most of the electromagnetic waves can be solved by just relying on the protective clothing on your body. Just don't look at the visible part. Although it is not foolproof, too weak electric waves will not interfere with you too much. This and Your own mental state also matters. Don't doze off when exposed to the wild. The more awake you are, the less likely you are to be invaded."
Luo Binhan knocked on his helmet: "Can't we get some high-tech stuff?"
"Modifying a helmet is too troublesome...and it's in a place like this. The simpler the method, the less likely it is to malfunction, so just make do with it, or just let the lightbulb eyes keep shining for you. He and the black The attributes of the stars are in conflict with each other, and there is no way for them to invade each other. As long as you are within his lighting range, you will be fine."
Luo Binhan weighed the two options, and finally put the black cloth into his coat pocket and returned to the Silence in the light of Momolo's excitement. He tried staring at the sky several times along the way, and sure enough, nothing happened. Jing Huang kept his distance from them in silence, and it wasn't until they returned to the bridge room that Luo Binhan had the chance to grab his hair.
"What's the matter with you?" he asked while grabbing.
"What's going on?"
Jing Huang replied listlessly as usual. And Luo Binhan didn't know how to ask. He did feel that Jing Huang had become a little strange, but he couldn't tell where the strange thing was. In the end, he had to ask: "What did you say to that perverted star?"
"Scold it."
"What are you scolding?" Luo Binhan said, "Let me learn from you, and I will scold you later."
Jing Huang stopped answering. He pulled away Luo Binhan's hand and said, "Don't pull my hair."
Luo Binhan let go of his hand as he asked, but he didn't intend to let this matter pass easily. That didn't mean that he believed in a monster better than Jing Huang, but he had to admit that some of the words said by that nightmare star, Lu Fu, were worth considering. What kind of language can defeat a devil?
Luo Binhan let go of his hand as he asked, but he didn't intend to let this matter pass easily. That didn't mean that he believed in a monster better than Jing Huang, but he had to admit that some of the words said by that nightmare star, Lu Fu, were worth considering. Language is nothing more than syllables produced by the elastic vibration of muscles, mucous membranes and ligaments, a weak and weak medium vibration. If words can hurt anyone, it is by striking a spiritual wound. But would a mad star have anything like that? Even if there was, how could Jing Huang know about it? He never felt that Jing Huang was scary, but he was still determined to find out this matter first so that there would be less clouds in his heart.
That was not an easy task, but after he persisted in questioning for a full ten minutes and refused to disclose the content of his conversation with Lu Fu, Jing Huang finally spoke reluctantly. His lips opened and closed silently a few times, as if inhaling and exhaling, and then closed tightly again.
This kind of action was regarded by Luo Binhan as some kind of warm-up before the scolding battle. He waited nervously, only to find Jing Huang lying down again with a bored look on his face.
"What about your damn curse words?"
"It's just those words."
"What's that? Let's let it imagine?"
"It's just that you can't hear it. That's the ancient language of Baihe. It's similar to the ancient witch clan's hydrology and fish characters. It's also called 'youyan'. It's a mantra specifically spoken to the soul. Unless you happen to have hearing ability. Otherwise, mortals can neither hear nor understand. Of course, even if you can understand, you cannot pronounce it with your vocal cords alone, because you do not have the gift of speech."
"What's going on? Is it a bat that emits ultrasound?"
"That's all you understand."
"The bat words have to have meaning, right? Translate."
"It can't be translated." Jing Huang said dullly, "That is something that is not in your language. Even if it can be described in popular words, the meaning inherent in it will disappear."
That did sound very mysterious, but Luo Binhan insisted that Jing Huang explain it more clearly, so Jing Huang opened and closed his mouth again, and then told him that what he just described was "two similar stars colliding with each other, and then at the same time Destruction and disintegration, the flames of death filled the sky.”
"Are you fucking bluffing me?" Luo Binhan asked angrily.
Jing Huang lay on his side on the chair, kicked his legs with his toes, and motioned for him to look back. Luo Binhan turned his head and found that Momoluo's eyes were full of sad tears.
"It's such a sad thing, Mr. Xuanhong." He wiped his tears and said, "Why does it have to be like this? Isn't there a way for everyone to coexist?"
Luo Binhan turned around in shock. Jing Huang glanced at him and said, "I told you that I couldn't translate it. Do you understand now? If you understand, go and shut up that stupid light bulb."
Luo Binhan had no choice but to comfort Momolo. When his loyal traveling companion finally returned to normal, he was called by Yaleriga to explain the situation with Lufu. Jing Huang lay on the chair and listened motionless, and Luo Binhan suspected that he had fallen asleep.
He described the entire experience to Yaleriga in as much detail as possible, including the most unpleasant details, as well as the two things he considered the most important: "walking towards the place where the singing is the loudest", and the last part of the dream. A monster with a winged head. When he said the first thing, Jing Huang still seemed to be sleeping. It was not until he mentioned the strange head shape of the monster that Jing Huang sat up and asked him about the appearance of the creature in detail.
Now Luo Binhan feels that he has become much more cunning, and understands that he has a certain degree of initiative (in fact, he has been looking forward to this moment). He was deliberately vague, and whenever Jing Huang asked for details, he would also ask something else. He especially noticed that Jing Huang was very concerned about the monster's clothes.
"You said he was wearing clothes that looked like Asabam's, right? What exactly did he look like?"
"Probably," Luo Binhan said, "Do you recognize that thing? Is it with the milk tea girl?"
Jing Huang was not very willing to answer, but Luo Binhan learned how to use the information at hand to extract a confession. Two or three times, Jing Huang looked at Yaleriga unhappily, but Yaleriga just lowered her head to eat the flowers and didn't pay any attention to their interaction. That was 100% fake, so Luo Binhan felt more confident and bold. He forced Jing Huang to promise to tell all the information about the winged creature and explain what "the loudest singing place" meant. In addition, he allowed Luo Binhan to pull his hair at least three times a day (but never use brute force to stop it). That was a great victory. It wasn't until Yaleriga started wagging her tail that Luo Binhan was satisfied and stopped blackmailing. This incident entertained him for hundreds of hours, until the next time he saw Luffy.
"Thank you." He held Magic Star's hand sincerely and said, "I hope you bump into the same kind of people on the road, both of you will be blown into a pile of rocks, and your ashes will fly all over the sky with fire."
"You are very proud, mortal." Lufu said with a pout.
