"Is this...?" Laite stared at Miyou's arm and was shocked. He was speechless for a moment, his lips moved, and he didn't say a single more word.
After two or three seconds of confusion, he picked up Miyou and placed him on the old mahogany bed. At the same time, he thoughtfully covered Miyou with an old thin quilt whose pattern had long been blurred.
Boom!
The dull sound of thunder suddenly pierced the silent night sky of "Wuxin Village". Almost at the same moment, the huge sound of rain like pouring soybeans filled the ears of several people.
"It's raining, Brother Laite." Feng looked outside through the half-opened door.
"Yes." Laite looked at Feng and nodded:
"I have to wait for Brett to get up and ask him about his arrangements, but the general situation is unlikely to change. No matter what the weather is like today, we have to enter the city ruins through the main route. There are too many strange things these days."
Laite turned his attention to Miyou beside him and said with unfocused eyes:
"I had a strange nightmare on the 'Eternal Motion' train. I saw a lost person, a man who claimed to be a [Deceiver]. Later I met the vampire Miyou. After all, he was the child introduced by Aaron. He If you are willing to make friends with me, the benefits of acceptance are greater than rejection, and I have seen the strength of this child. The long whip filled with blood in his hand is powerful enough to kill most unintentional people who have not mutated in an instant."
Laite didn't care about Miyou's reaction behind him, and said to himself as if talking to himself:
"Then I met that woman again, the brown-haired woman behind me. She was just like you, Feng, a semi-lost person. Of course, Miyou said just now that she was a professional woman, right? [Prayer], again A profession that was unheard of and unheard of. But according to the non-staff members of those legions, she seemed to be able to understand the 'confused song'. So she took him into the car."
"Brother Laite, although I don't understand, I am greatly shocked. I feel that you have encountered a lot of trouble." Feng Suisheng echoed.
"Yes. Later, we met Yolan the Lost in Order 4. He was very powerful. The 'Hope' sandworm bound by the evil soul made us suffer a lot. Moros also chose to die with it. This should be me This is the first time I have seen the power of the dark magic source that is truly used in battle." Laite sighed.
"Grandpa said that the dark magic source power is one of the three upper-level magic source powers. It is a despairing power." Feng added in a young boy's voice.
"That's right. That's right. In fact, I had a dream just before I woke up. I seemed to have entered the gray dream again. That mysterious dream where I can communicate with other lost people or people with powers. But I But this time I saw a mechanical manipulator controlled by gods... I found that the closer I got to the truth about myself and the gods, the more I could fall into some fantastic, confusing, extraordinary and unpredictable events. Miyu just now His abnormal behavior made me realize that this world is becoming more and more mysterious and unpredictable." Laite lowered his gaze and placed it on Miyou, whose chest was rising and falling normally and had safely fallen asleep, and said :
"Pray to the gods, and if you want your wishes to come true, you have to sacrifice. Blood is used for sacrifices by the vampires. This is indeed the way of the evil god. The old god system is completely different from the sequential gods I know. Sure enough, one is bright , one is dark?”
After Laite finished speaking, he smiled bitterly.
Just as Feng behind him slowly took two steps forward to comfort him, Miyou in front of him suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Laite with protruding eyeballs that almost escaped from his eye sockets.
Just one second later, the red part of the eyes quickly receded, and the eyeballs quickly retracted, turning into the normal brown eyes that people in the Western Continent are familiar with.
"Laite...brother?" Miyou's voice was as thin as a mosquito, with a slight sense of weakness.
"Miyou?" Laite asked warily.
"Why...am I here?" Miyou looked around in confusion.
He shook his head vigorously and looked around.
Immediately afterwards, he seemed to have exhausted all the human and lost strength in his body to support a wooden board at the head of the old mahogany bed. He reluctantly sat up from the bed and looked at Laite and the person behind him with a confused look. wind.
"You..." Laite asked tentatively:
"Do you know what you just did?"
"Me?" Miyou pointed a finger at himself and asked in confusion:
"Aren't you dreaming?"
"If you're dreaming..." Laite paused thoughtfully, then echoed:
"Maybe it's just a nightmare. But do you remember what you did before the dream? I also had a nightmare just now. After all, after Moros was killed, everyone was in a bad mood, and it was normal for them to be confused and even forget something. Yes."
"Yes, I have forgotten the advice my master gave me, and I have also forgotten what Mr. Aaron has warned me many times. The [thief] profession looks very beautiful and wonderful. It can contact many other professionals. Complex They can carve and use their abilities, but they must also have the eyes of an eagle, otherwise they will be harmed. I remember," Miyou rubbed his dry, tired eyes and said:
"I touched the woman when I was in the back seat. She was a [Prayer]. I heard Mr. Aaron say that [Prayer] can communicate with greater gods in the name of other sequential gods, or dedicate himself. Part of the body can be exchanged for God's blessing and wishes can come true. I thought it was very interesting, so I tried to use this ability. But from yesterday afternoon to now, I feel that I am in a haze, I don't know what I am doing, and I don't know what I have done. , I remember that I fell asleep directly after I came to this house. Brother Laite, did I do something? Was it influenced by the gods? "
Mi You suddenly looked at Laite in horror. His eyes no longer contained any terrifying aura. Instead, they revealed a boyish aura worthy of being loved, as well as a certain kind of "human" desire. feel.
"You are probably influenced by the gods. But I want to ask a question." Laite wanted to confirm one thing.
"What?"
"How long is the time limit or the number of times you can steal or use the abilities of other professionals?" Laite asked, anxious emotion showing in his black eyes.
"Well, I am currently at Sequence Level 5, which belongs to the Sequence Level possessed by most Lost People. The time limit for using abilities after contact at this level is three hours. It must be used within this time, otherwise it will be necessary after the magic source power dissipates. Re-contact. As for the number of times, it can only be used once. If I can break through to Order 4, I can greatly improve my abilities and even break through certain restrictions. But my master has not told me the specific content. He Said that I need to understand it myself." Mi You replied seriously.
"In that case, it'll be fine." Laite breathed a sigh of relief, with a relieved smile on his face.
"Be careful next time, Miyou. That woman," Laite turned and pointed at the sleeping brown-haired woman and said:
"The object of her prayers does not seem to be a sequential god, but the god of evil, the god of the old god system that Moros mentioned before. You seem to be bewitched by her, but the impact is not big. Fortunately, you are lost The existence of the killer + vampire. If it were anyone else, he would either fall into madness or commit suicide. I think you should have a good rest. I remember Brett told us his arrangement, at least before noon today, we must enter Donusk Ruins, otherwise the journey will be delayed, and if we cannot arrive at the Silent Highlands on time, our plans will be delayed."
Laite said, stroking Miyou's dark red hair in a friendly manner.
Although he preferred the white hair on his head that was similar to Brett's when he was on the "Perpetual Motion" train, and he liked the way they looked like a father and son.
But in fact, in terms of aesthetics, red hair reflects a desire for "blood" and should be more in line with the identity of a vampire.
"Ahem."
Just when Laite was immersed in his inner judgment about the color of Miyou's hair, two old coughing sounds came from next door.
Even though it was mixed with the sound of heavy rain, the coughing sound was extremely clear, as if it was not on the same plane as the sound of rain.
"Grandpa is awake. Brother Laite, let's go and do some divination." Feng said close to Laite's ear, as if he didn't want Mi You, the crazy vampire boy, to notice his grandfather [Dream Builder].
"Then I'll go next door first, so you can have a good rest. I'll wake up Brett in two hours and hear his more specific arrangements."
Laite showed Miyou a kind smile that seemed to be full of sunshine.
"Okay, Brother Laite." Miyou nodded slightly.
…
After walking quickly through the pouring rain for a second, Laite and Feng quickly walked to the eaves of the next room.
After bending two fingers of his right hand and knocking softly on the old wooden door three times with the knuckles, Laite heard a sharp and extremely uncomfortable sound coming from inside, as if someone was playing a violin with extremely poor technique.
"Is it the wind? There is also Mr. Laite, right? Come in."
After pushing open the broken wooden door, Laite Hefeng quickly stepped into the slightly dim room.
Feng jumped straight into the arms of what he called "Grandpa [Dream Builder]" with a cheerful face, while Laite chose to examine the surrounding environment first.
Naturally, it was subconsciously influenced by the Guards' "Safety Code".
Compared to the room he woke up in and the room Miyu was in, this room was considered a "normal" room.
In addition to being small, there is an old wooden floor on the ground, and a crystal chandelier hanging above the head that does not seem to be working.
The oak writing table in the middle of the house shows a hint of civilization.
There is an unlabeled ink bottle, a black leather notebook, and a standard cylindrical dark green pen sitting quietly on it.
In addition, there was a five-story bookshelf next to it. Laite walked closer and took a closer look. In addition to a few history books, there were also several hand-woven travel diaries on it, which seemed to be able to match the "[ The statement that "Grandpa, the dreamer" once traveled to the Western Continent corroborates each other.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Laite. It's too small here. You see, it can't even fit a bed. It can only fit a few sofas found in the ruins of the city, so I let you live in several other rooms. I think, I still feel wronged to you, I hope you won’t be angry.”
"Grandpa [Dream Builder]" in the wind said in a distorted violin voice, slowly stood up and walked to Laite's side.
"Oh, it doesn't matter. Imperial soldiers often go to various cities, small towns, and dangerous suburbs in the empire. I have long adapted to it." Laite said politely.
He looked down at "Grandpa [Dream Builder]" and showed as natural an expression as possible.
It was an old face, covered with wrinkles and age spots, but without any scars.
In Laite's opinion, the [Dream Builder] in front of him is either an extremely conservative person who knows how to avoid danger.
Either he is an extremely powerful person who can manually destroy all dangers.
After all, almost all the humans he met in the wasteland world had scars on their faces. Except for himself, a time traveler, there were only a few people without scars.
The [Dream Builder] in front of me is slightly hunched over. Judging from his appearance, he is at least 60 years old.
He was about 1.7 meters tall and was wrapped in a black cotton coat made of animal fur that covered most of his body.
He seemed to have difficulty with his legs and feet. When he moved to come to Laite, he relied on a broken wooden crutch that he picked up from somewhere.
However, after meeting Laite, he still stubbornly pushed Feng aside and refused his support.
"I smell something non-human from you."
After the two looked at each other for a few seconds, [Dream Builder] spoke first, breaking the brief silence.
"Yes, I don't deny it. But some things are my secrets, and I don't want to be probed. And I want to explain that I am not the Lost One, that is the enemy of our Sune Empire. I am a superpower at best. .”
Laite subconsciously emphasized his identity.
After experiencing several battles and being able to use the red magic source power to a limited extent, Laite seemed to be able to vaguely sense the mysterious and unique smell of the lost.
It's just that the lost people perceive each other through approximate physical aspects, or the overflow of the magic source power.
What is special is a mysterious and mysterious spiritual perception.
"You're here for divination, right? My grandson likes to send invitations to the imperial soldiers who live in the village settlements, but no soldier has ever been interested in this. After all, many of them are 'believers of the Lord of Machines'. In other words, he only believes in steam machinery, science and all kinds of weapons, and is completely disgusted with magic. And you are the first man to agree to Feng’s invitation here. There must be a creator somewhere between us The connection created." [Dream Builder] said with a kind smile.
"Contact? I'm just interested in divination. I know that contact is objective, diverse, and universal. However, I am indeed here for divination." Laite responded with a smile:
"You know my name, Laite. I also want to take the liberty of asking for your name. You know, it is very tiring to talk to a mysterious person who does not know his name but only knows his approximate identity. "
"My name is Li. My name is a word used to describe one thing, but it is usually not used as a literal translation without changing any letters. The same is true for the Putoya people, who call me 'Li'. So I also gave my grandson the name 'Wind'. He cannot be called 'Wind' in the common language of the Western Continent." [Dream Builder] explained rationally.
