Asabam obviously noticed Bang Bang's performance. She glanced at the unfortunate student with her eyes indifferently, and then said to Luo Binhan: "That star is interested in you."
"It is said that there is a little secret in my head." Luo Binhan added, "It is interested in that."
He glanced at Asabam secretly, wondering how much she knew about the current situation of the Silence. That was a question that had troubled him for a long time. In the young master's description, he felt that Dwarf Star Guest seemed like a shadow and omniscient, like a devil who knew everyone's past, present, future and all inner weaknesses. However, when he became the hostage of Asabam, he discovered that this was far from the truth. At least the dwarf star guest in front of him was obviously out of date. She didn't know the scimitar dagger given to him by Yaleriga, nor did she know why Bangbang got on the ship. That's really too outdated. It was as if she hadn't realized until today that Robin Han was not ballast on the Silence that could be thrown away at any time to lighten the load.
Luo Binhan didn't want to show too much concern, but it would be a bit hurtful. He could only guess that Asabam knew Jing Huang best, but didn't know much about the others. It wasn't necessarily that she couldn't, but this man felt to Luo Binhan like a stone statue that had been cursed to life. In order to prevent joint wear and tear, he only took necessary actions. Of course, he has never seen her eating, drinking, or defecation, but this is no longer a big problem, because neither he nor Bang Bang has seen her since entering this world of shadow mist. The strange injuries on him and Asabam had improved to the greatest extent: although the nail-like cracks had not healed, they had solidified, leaving only small red spots. His lungs, which had been in excruciating pain earlier, were now unconscious and able to maintain breathing steadily (he was not sure that the oxygen he was inhaling here was real). It would be nice if he could change into cleaner clothes. After all, he doesn't wear his shadow like a tights like Asabam. It's a pity that now is not the time to bargain.
Now is the time to give yourself a voice. He followed the dubious advice of the White Tower and tried his best to smile kindly at Asabam - since it couldn't make Asabam feel his kindness, then he might as well let her feel his killing. meaning.
"That star can attack my head." He tapped his forehead and said, "It's the kind of dream that never wakes up. Maybe I'll be done with it next time I encounter it. So if you plan to use me to do things- —I mean like a dagger hilt or something, right? You'd better pick somewhere out of reach."
Asabam didn't say anything, but Bangbang's legs were still standing. Luo Binhan took this as a good sign. He didn't forget to add a reminder, telling Asabam that the stars couldn't invade Bang Bang's head, so maybe Bang Bang would be useful at some point.
This obvious hint made Asabam smile coldly, seeming to be dismissive of Luo Binhan's point of view. In order to continue to get the opportunity to speak, Luo Binhan flexibly walked away from this matter. He continued to smile respectfully, trying not to sound eccentric and said: "Can you tell us about our next plan? At least I have to know what I should do when we meet that... winged head, right? ?”
"You will know then," Asabam said. But Luo Binhan heard what she really meant was that he couldn't. He would only be given some kind of order right away, perhaps to be used as a suicide bomb.
He continued to smile, even trying to express affection with his eyes. He could clearly see Asabam's neck muscles tightening, and the shadows under his feet quietly expanded, ready to suppress the assassin's surprise attack at any time.
"As long as you are happy." Luo Binhan said affectionately, "As long as you are happy, I will do anything."
Asabam's back was already as tense as a stretched bowstring. She was so uncomfortable with his disgusting attacks that Luo Binhan felt a little surprised. You must know that when they last met, Asabam, dressed as Jing Huang, knew how to tell cold jokes.
He kept this matter in mind, and then threw out another temptation: "You know that your former colleague provoked a Yongguang clan cop? Now that cop is chasing him. That cop is actually quite easy to talk to, and we are still together After drinking tea. I know a lot about him. If it is not your arrangement for him to provoke the police, I think you can consider a police-criminal cooperation..."
"Shut up," Asabam said.
Luo Binhan immediately shut his mouth and decided that enough was enough for now, temporarily saving Bang Bang a precious leg. But it was not all without gain. Asabam's attitude was full of indifference - and indifference itself was an answer. She didn't care about Upsilon's actions, had no intention of cooperating with him, and had no interest in his private information. It was as if the Yongguang tribe policeman had never really entered her field of vision.
If she is the one who remains loyal to the Grand Master, it is clear that the Dwarfstars never included Upsilon in their mysterious and dangerous "grand plan." What does this mean? Luo Binhan thought secretly in his heart. Winghead did not attack Upsilon because of the instruction of the Dwarf Star guest, and then had a conflict with Asabam in the middle - the attack on Upsilon was not an order from the "Grand Master" in the first place. Why does it do that?
He thought of the pills Zhou Wenxing gave him. "Lotus Medicine", that's what Upsilon and Jing Huang said. Zhou Wenxing once tried to get him to eat this thing, and now Wing Head is eating the same thing. Has it become an indiscriminate killer? Luo Binhan didn't think so. The actions of the winged head so far have shown some kind of planning. It deliberately angered Upsilon and then escaped somewhere. I don’t know why Upsilon
It was entirely a lucky coincidence - Wan Bozi's temporary request allowed them to go and come back - that Upsilon's disappearance was discovered. What if this didn't happen? They will go straight to the outer lands and never return. Momolo may never know what happened to his brother. Who is best served by this matter? His current grudge list is number one, Zhou Wenxing.
Luo Binhan felt that things were gradually becoming clearer. He now has a basic guess but is in no rush to share it with anyone. It's useless to talk to Bang Bang, but Asabam is someone who needs to weigh the opportunity. He was so absorbed in thinking about it that he completely forgot about the passage of time. Until Asabam stopped again, he was still recalling what Zhou Wenxing once said to him.
It took him a while to notice the abnormality in the outside world. Asabam listened for an exceptionally long time, seemingly for nearly several hours, without even moving a finger. Luo Binhan almost suspected that she died suddenly. He boldly stepped forward, preparing to use this opportunity to observe carefully and figure out what the black shadow clinging to Asabam's skin was made of.
He only took one step forward, and Asabam immediately turned his head and stared at his feet accurately. Luo Binhan immediately raised his hands in surrender and gave her a humble smile in time.
"I'm afraid that your spirit will leave your body." He said with a considerate look on his face.
This time Asabam ignored him. She announced to the air, "We're going out."
"Get out." Luo Binhan repeated. He suspected that he heard it wrong, but Asabam seemed unwilling to say it a second time. The shadow spread beneath her feet, forming a dark pool the size of a washbasin. Asabam reached in and took out a cylindrical container with a transparent shell. The container is filled with some strange mud-like substance, which appears ominous dark green in the shadow mist. Asabam unscrewed the top cover of the container and pointed the opening at Luo Binhan.
Until then, Luo Binhan had not realized his dangerous situation. He stared at the slime in the container, feeling a little familiar for some reason. Next to him, Bang Bang dug up the ground excitedly.
"Oh! Oh! This is!" Bang Bang exclaimed, "Why are you here -"
His voice was too loud, which made Luo Binhan want to remind him to take care of his legs and feet. But this time Asabam did not attack Bang Bang. The moment Luo Binhan opened his mouth, she ruthlessly raised her hand and splashed all the green slime in the container on his face. Luo Binhan couldn't help but let out a scream, and then rubbed his cheeks with both hands, trying to get the terrible unknown substance away from his body. He thought to himself that this was too fast, and Asabam had already brutally executed him before he even saw Winged Head because he couldn't bear to speak. Isn't this some serious mental illness?
The mucus greedily adsorbed on his skin, even got into his ear holes, nostrils and eye slits, and then invaded his brain nerves. The pain and weirdness of this process were truly indescribable, but Luo Binhan had no power to resist. His head was quickly completely covered by the mucus, and even the surface of his eyeballs was covered with a moist green layer. He fell to the ground in despair and suffocation, ready to use all his language skills to send the murderer an unforgettable final message.
Then he heard someone talking in his head. It was not Asabam or Bangbang. The voice was small and long, like a poet sighing.
"Ah, death," said the voice, "it makes one appear real. Is that what you want?"
