Well, as soon as I say this, I always feel that I seem even more strange.
However, Ah Jin didn't laugh at him, her dark eyes aimed straight at Ji Huan, he was listening carefully to Ji Huan's speech.
"Recently, I've been dreaming occasionally..."
In fact, it's a black egg's dream.
There are so many frog dolls, so many milk jars and so many eggs in the dream of black eggs, each egg is steaming hot, or peeled, whenever I see these milk jars and eggs through the eyes of black eggs When "Jihuan" felt a deep sense of satisfaction;
Jihuan in the black egg dream is a young man with a blurry face, but with sharp eyes. By the way, he has been wearing a set of green clothes that are not in Jihuan's wardrobe;
The grandfather in the black egg dream is a big monster with a gray-black body. He wields a milk bottle as a weapon every day. He often teases the black egg and has to climb two steps before giving him milk. The big bad guy often drools when the black egg eats, and at this time, the black egg will turn his head carefully, and then speed up the food...
The pictures in the dream were too clear, so Jihuan drew something unconsciously. However, his painting skills are not very good. Jihuan, who has a cover for each subject, seems to be born with no talent for painting. His paintings in kindergarten, my grandfather, even scared the art teacher at the time. He seems to have a With the ability to draw any normal object to the distortion, he easily does not draw, and now it is rare to draw a few strokes accidentally, and it is very unfortunate to be seen.
"I-I'm not very good at drawing." Ji Huan whispered. Who knows—
"Not necessarily." A Jin's indifferent voice suddenly drifted into his ears.
"Although you are not very proficient in grasping the lines, you are quite good at grasping the main features. Just now, I didn't look at the pictures carefully, and I misidentified what you drew. As long as you look carefully, you will find that your paintings are actually very realistic."
Hearing A Jin's praise to him, Ji Huan was stunned.
"This person is you." A Jin said, pointing to a dark shadow like a witch doll on the workbook.
There was no hesitation in his voice, and he was quite sure that his judgment was correct.
Ji Huan glanced at the place he was pointing, and was stunned: Don't say, the shadow he was pointing to was really himself.
To be exact, it is the self in Black Egg's dream.
That's not enough, this weird little person who was painted beyond recognition by himself, and even had his limbs drawn like a tree branch... How did A Jin recognize this group of things as his own
Could it be that he looks like this in his eyes? if it is like this…
Ji Huan suddenly raised her head to look at A Jin, her eyes... a little weird.
Ah Jin shook his head gently: "It's from the proportions and features."
"Your body proportions are very good, your head is small, and your lower body is much longer than your upper body. This kind of body is now called... a model body, right? Few people have it, and this person..." A Jin pointed to Jihuan's children Stick figure doodle: "… is almost exactly the same scale as you."
"Besides that, this person in the painting is just like you. There is a mole here." A Jin continued.
Ji Huan was stunned: Do you have moles on your body? Totally didn't notice.
Turning her head to look at Jihuan, Ajin stretched out her fingers for a while, and tapped the place on the left side of Jihuan's neck near the collarbone.
It's summer now, and the neckline of Jihuan's overalls is bigger than in winter, so this place is occasionally exposed.
Ajin's fingers touched Jihuan's skin lightly, and left after a while. It was summer, but his fingers were extremely cold, without a trace of body temperature. The moment he touched Jihuan, Jihuan forcibly held back his desire. The desire to shrink the neck.
"Here, there is a mole. It's very small, and you can't see it if you don't look closely." A Jin said lightly, and then he pointed to the same spot as the person in the painting, and there really was an inconspicuous little spot there.
"It seems that you didn't even notice it yourself. Your instant memory ability is very good. The pictures in your dreams can show things that you ignore in reality. It's amazing..." A Jin smiled slightly.
Ji Huan was stunned.
Just as he was stunned, Ah Jin turned the page with his fingers, revealing a graffiti on it. He looked up at Ji Huan: "Is this what you dreamed of too?"
This time, he was referring to the big monster grandpa in the black egg dream.
Inadvertently, Jihuan also drew this "grandfather".
Ji Huan nodded hesitantly, but this time, he didn't explain what it was.
However, he didn't say anything, but A Jin continued: "You also grasped the features of this painting very accurately, with gray-brown skin, covered with a bone crest, with sheep-shaped horns on the head... This is Callas."
"Ah?" Ji Huan raised his head reflexively.
Then, he saw the man next to him smiling, and there was no light in the dark eyes, and he smiled deeply:
"Karas, is the name of a monster."
"Monster? What is that?" Ji Huan was stunned, and looked at the man beside him strangely: "This is just something I drew, what I dreamed about in my dream, it's fake, it doesn't exist..."
"Well, it's true that you dreamed about it in your dream, but it's not fake or nonexistent. The thing you dreamed about has a name." At the moment, Ah Jin was looking down at the workbook in his hand. The smiling Ah Jin looked a little weird.
For the first time, he saw something similar to a black egg in A Jin's eyes.
Nothingness, emptiness, pitch blackness, as if everything was in his eyes, and as if there was nothing at all.
Ji Huan, however, continued to look directly into those eyes, and after a while asked, "Monster... is... a monster?"
After looking back at him for a while, Ah Jin said:
"It's not. But... According to the standards of ordinary human beings... In fact, it might be one of them."
His eyes were the first to move away from Jihuan's face, and he looked up first. Ajin seemed to be thinking, he seemed to be talking to himself, and after a while, he continued to answer Jihuan's previous question:
"I thought about it again, monsters should belong to monsters in the eyes of ordinary people, but monsters are not equivalent to monsters. Monsters, to be precise, are creatures of different dimensions, their time and speed are completely different from human beings, so They can't be captured by ordinary humans in the form of sight, um... They are closer to ghosts in human mouths than monsters?"
"Ghost?" Ji Huan's expression became even weirder.
"Well, because it cannot be seen with the naked eye, many problems that cannot be explained by humans are classified as supernatural phenomena, but in fact, the initiators of most supernatural events are actually monsters." A Jin nodded.
"Monster? You mean demon?" Ji Huan thought for a while, then asked cautiously.
"...Devils are a type of monsters, but not all monsters are demons." Ajin's answer was very strict, after a while he pointed to the monsters in Jihuan's painting and said, "However, Karas is definitely divided by humans into Kind of devil."
"They are cruel and never live in groups. They are pure carnivorous monsters that are rare among monsters. Because of the type of food, they are extremely aggressive. At the same time, they are also rare gourmets among monsters, and they like to eat young cubs the most. Flesh and blood." He paused for a while, then looked at Jihuan: "Whether it's a human cub or a monster cub, it's their favorite food."
Ji Huan was stunned for a while, then looked down at the horned creature on the painting.
"Their speed is fast among monsters. They have a pair of hidden wings behind them that can fly short distances. They have developed eyesight and relatively poor hearing. However, these are all in healthy conditions. The color of the scales of a healthy Karas is Black, sick or debilitated and dying, the scales gradually turn greyish-white. At this time, their hearing and vision are gradually weakened until they are completely lost."
Ajin paused for a moment:
"However, it is rare to meet Karas with gray-white scales. Most of them died very early because of this monster's cruel nature and love for fighting."
"Most of Karas will die when they are young and middle-aged." The black-eyed man named A Jin said quietly.
Jihuan didn't say a word.
"It is impossible for someone who has not seen Callas to draw all the features of Callas. Please recall carefully, is there any sign of Callas around?"
"They like meat, hate the smell of fish, the footsteps are very light, and there is no shadow... Well, this one doesn't count, most monsters have no shadows, and there are no mosquitoes where they live, well... This one doesn't count, many monsters have blood. It's poisonous, so they generally don't have mosquitoes where they live."
Speaking of which, A Jin frowned, reached out and touched his chin, as if he had suddenly pulled out something from his memory, and then his brows suddenly opened:
"I remember: Callas especially like to soak in hot springs, all callas will choose places with hot springs to build their nests, and they will not leave the hot springs for a long time. Where you live, the soil will turn red, and no grass will grow."
Following the man's narration, Jihuan's heartbeat suddenly became chaotic. His heart beat faster and faster, but his body became colder and colder. It was obviously midsummer, but his body seemed to be immersed in ice water, cool and cool. .
However, he did not show this gaffe. After he suggested that A Jin eat two more biscuits and was declined, he ate all the biscuits himself, then drank a cup of herbal tea, and finally said goodbye to A Jin politely. .
After Ajin left, he wiped the floor very carefully, and waited firmly until after get off work time before leaving with his things.
As soon as he arrived at the foot of the mountain and waited for the bus, there was a car coming, but for the first time, Ji Huan did not get on the bus immediately as usual, sitting in the cold chair, he waited for two more buses, and waited until the last bus arrived. , touched the mosquito bag on his body, and wiped his face again, and then he got into the car as usual.