Roxy…
Very wonderful melody, a little sad, as if mourning something.
and many more? Can he hear voices
Surprised in his heart, Ji Huan suddenly opened his eyes.
With one hand on the floor, he sat up. There was a dull pain on his right wrist, Ji Huan frowned and looked down, only to find that his wrist had been bandaged. The snow-white bandages were wrapped around the same snow-white wrists, and the bandages were very appropriate and careful, and there was even a bow at the sealing position.
Symmetrical left and right, the bow is perfect.
Ji Huan lifted the quilt and found that the other wounds on her body had also been dealt with.
There was incense burning in the house, and the smell was very familiar. When Jihuan was cleaning the corridor, a fragrance often wafted from the wooden paper door. I couldn't tell what the smell was. It was a bit like flower fragrance, and a bit like sandalwood. The spice is not much, and it can only be distinguished to this extent. At that time, he thought it smelled very good, and it was precisely because of this aroma that he slightly confirmed that he should not be alone in the courtyard where he was working.
However, when I smell this aroma indoors, it doesn't feel as good as it is outdoors. The overly strong aroma conceals a rancid smell...
Wait - indoors? !
After careful observation, Ji Huan found that the wooden paper door in front of him was very familiar. The intricate patterns of four seasons flowers were carefully carved out of the brown wood, exactly the same as what he saw outside the corridor.
Could it be... He's in the room next door in the hallway now
As soon as this thought arose in his heart, Ji Huan immediately raised his head and looked in the direction of the wooden sliding door. It should be night now. The lanterns in the corridor were already lit. Yes, the shadow of the lantern and the shadow of the eaves hit the indoor floor. If you are working normally, your shadow will be seen by people in the house, right
Ji Huan was stunned.
Reaching out and gently touching his ear, his fingers touched cotton and gauze. The dull pain in the ear canal was no longer as dull as before, but it was cool and cool, as if some medicine had been applied.
However, this movement inevitably made some movement, so Ji Huan confirmed that he could indeed hear some sound, although it was not as clear as before, but he did regain his hearing.
Not deaf.
Clenching his fist, Ji Huan stood up immediately, strode to the wooden door, he yanked the door open—
"Are you awake?" A Jin's voice came from below him.
Looking down, Ji Huan found that A Jin was sitting on the floor in the corridor in front of him, with his head raised, A Jin looked at him with dark eyes.
At the same time, there are also the white-ringed eyes of the black egg.
Being held by Ah Jin on the robe between his legs, the naked Heidan looked like he wanted to cry but did not dare to cry. Seeing Jihuan come out, Heidan burst into tears.
Glancing at A Jin, Ji Huan stretched out his hand towards him, A Jin smiled slightly, and raised the little baby in his hands to him with kindness.
The black egg almost couldn't wait to get into Jihuan's arms. He was crawling very fast now. Before Jihuan could grasp him firmly, he took the initiative to grab Jihuan's sleeve and touched it along the collar of the bathrobe. , The little guy quickly climbed into Jihuan's arms.
Flesh to flesh, Heidan pressed his icy little body tightly into his uncle's warm embrace, and then he stopped moving.
Reaching out a hand to gently hold the black egg, Ji Huan sat on the right side of A Jin.
When he sat down and saw the familiar scene in front of him, Ji Huan found that the place where A Jin was sitting was the place where he usually secretly ate biscuits, and he was sitting at the time when A Jin usually came over. s position.
Almost at the same time as he discovered this, Ji Huan unconsciously looked back at the sliding door behind him.
Uh…
The place where you think there is no one is actually only for the people outside the room. For the people in the room, it is actually just enough to be seen at a glance
The two of them are now sitting in a position that is blocking the view of the people in the room.
Looking thoughtfully at the wooden door behind him, Jihuan turned his head directly to Ajin.
Without waiting for him to ask a question, A Jin pointed out a finger and pointed at the wooden door on the right: "That Kalas is inside."
Ji Huan immediately got up and walked towards the door, opened it and went in to have a look, and he quickly backed out.
Sitting next to A Jin again, Ji Huan's dark eyes met A Jin's again:
"Ajin, are you the one who saved us?"
"Thank you."
Jihuan's thanks were very sincere, and he used the affirmative sentence directly. This level of pain is not enough to make him lose his memory at every turn. He remembers everything before the coma, and even what he heard in the coma... Now that I think about it, it should be the real situation that actually happened.
Ji Huan hesitated for a moment, just for a moment, and soon, he spoke again:
"A Jin, in fact, you are not the staff here, you... are the master here?"
Can help him get rid of those chasing people, can keep the identity of Grandpa and Ajin from those people... can only be the master here. If the room at the back was A Jin's room, wouldn't it mean that when he secretly ate biscuits there every day, he would be watched by A Jin
He glanced to the left of A Jin with barely audible sight, and Ji Huan pursed his lips.
A Jin suddenly laughed, as if seeing what Ji Huan was thinking, he said directly:
"During that time, I couldn't even eat food every day. Seeing that your biscuits were delicious, I couldn't help but go and have a look."
The days in bed are very boring. Occasionally, just occasionally, he would come out for a walk.
"Can't eat?" Ji Huan frowned, "Are you sick?"
"Illness", from the first sight of A Jin, from the first sight of his pale skin, Ji Huan always had an idea in his heart: A Jin must be in bad health. When we met, it was already getting hot, but A Jin's clothes were very thick. Later, as the weather got hotter and hotter, Ji Huan lost several pieces of clothes, but A Jin's clothes were always neat and tidy. Even stricter.
A Jin looked at him, the smile on his face slowly disappeared.
After a while, he suddenly said:
"Have you ever seen those things? Those huge, nearly transparent things gathered around this yard?" Ah Jin said, suddenly looking forward, following his line of sight, looking at Suddenly, the strange sight he saw before he died suddenly reappeared in his mind.
Those incomparably huge, obscuring things...
Looking at the night ahead, Ji Huan suddenly shuddered.
"Don't be afraid, those are not ghosts but monsters. There are..." Ajin pointed to the bulging mass in Jihuan's arms: "...such monsters, there are monsters like Karas, and naturally there are even more powerful monsters. ."
"In this world, anything that humans cannot explain can be explained by the existence of monsters."
"For example, ghosts, demons, and other bizarre things."
Ajin spoke calmly, as if he was just spreading common sense for Jihuan. He talked about some bizarre events in history caused by monsters, and told Jihuan a story like a story. He told it very interestingly. Even someone as hard to impress as Ji Huan almost laughed because of one of them.
Realizing that he almost laughed, Ji Huan hurriedly put his hand to his mouth and coughed.
However, Ah Jin is indeed as he thought before. He is a person who has read a lot of books. He is able to connect things that happened in different countries and different periods together, and he tells them in a funny way. Ah Jin is a person with profound knowledge.
With a slight smile, A Jin continued: "In short, those are monsters."
"Do you know vultures?" As the topic changed, A Jin suddenly mentioned something that seemed to have nothing to do with the current topic.
"Know."
"In the wild, if you see vultures hovering in the sky for a long time, you can basically be sure that there must be a dying beast down there."
"Monsters are no exception. Even, because the body of the monsters will quickly decompose into hard-to-catch dust in the air after death, so the monsters are more sensitive to the dying of the same kind. The stronger and more delicious the prey that is about to die, the more they are willing to pay. The more patience.”
"They will carefully prepare this feast, go to the feast one year, two years, or even three years in advance, and always wait by the side of the dying kind, until the second before it dies."
"When that moment comes, they will quickly rush from the sky and compete to bite the body of the dying monster, turning the power in its body into its own flesh and blood, thereby making itself stronger."
A Jin spoke slowly, listening to the description in his mouth, Ji Huan seemed to see a group of giant monsters biting at the same kind. Looking at the night ahead, Ji Huan suddenly asked:
"Ajin, are you a monster?"
The man named Ajin turned his eyes and met him suddenly.
"Yes."
Ji Huan heard the answer from A Jin, and the answer was within his expectations. Ji Huan was surprised to find that he no longer felt any surprise when he heard the monster. It was very strange, but it was the truth.
Then, looking down, he heard himself ask again:
"Then... Ajin, are you dying?"
He didn't raise his head, but he knew that A Jin was looking at him, and he even knew what A Jin's eyes looked like now: it must be a stagnant line of sight, without any emotion, straight and pinned to him.
After a while, when he raised his head and looked at A Jin, Ji Huan saw him smile:
"Yes."
He says.
However, for some unknown reason, when he heard A Jin's answer, Ji Huan found that he was still not surprised at all.