Chapter 40: Scars

It must have been a strange situation.

A giant brain full of eyes, a tentacle protruded from the brain, and transformed into a human palm, rubbing it on the head of a living person

Is it a gesture of kindness?

"What the hell do you want to do?" I looked at this brain in a daze, completely confused.

"Goo." It screamed, and all eyes narrowed slightly, as if smiling.

"Can I go?" I asked tentatively, holding a chicken nest on my head.

This question seems to have stimulated it, and as soon as I heard that I was leaving, the brain instantly became anxious, and all eyes widened, not like angry, but simply anxious.

"You must have brought me down on purpose, right?" I asked, blinking vigorously, "If yes, just blink like I do, just wink!" If not, blink twice! ”

The giant brain seemed to think for a moment, then blinked again.

As I said, it only blinked a little.

Seeing that it can react like this, to be honest, I am not so scared in my heart, as long as I can communicate with it harmoniously and lovingly, and do not produce any too violent conflicts, then the possibility of me encountering danger should be very small.

After staring at it for a while, I couldn't help but ask, "I'm not running, can you let me go?" ”

As soon as it heard this, all its eyes narrowed, and it patted my head lightly with its palm, and then withdrew its hand.

After about half a minute, I found that except for my head, I could move the rest of the place, although my hands and feet felt crispy and numb, but it was still much better than being pointed.

"What the hell are you looking for me?" I adjusted it and shifted the flashlight, and if I continued to shine it with this strong light, the reflection would make me dizzy.

It grunted at my request, and the tentacle began to lengthen, first holding my left hand, and then slowly walking towards its side with me.

Its palm is actually warm, higher than the temperature of the tentacle body, almost catching up with a living person, and the touch is the same as an ordinary person's palm, and there is no strange feeling.

Now that I'm going to follow it, it's not hostile to me anyway, so there's no need to provoke it.

It took the hand and walked to the back, and when it stopped, it let go.

"Goo." It screamed softly, slowly raised its hand, and pointed at its "body", which was the brain tissue on that side.

I took the flashlight and shone it along the place it pointed, on the surface of the brain on this side, there are three very conspicuous furrows, the shallowest one is also more than a meter deep, if you take the flashlight, you can see the bottom if you look closely.

As for the other two ravines, they are much deeper, but I can't see how deep they are, they are pitch black, and I can't see the bottom at a glance.

The length of these ravines is about two meters, the upper and lower ends are narrower, and the middle section is wider.

After looking at it for a while, I felt that these ravines were a little familiar, just like the traces of Shippo's original cat scratches

"What did this get it for?" I couldn't help but be curious and asked.

The brain grunted, and the palm that had been conjured up again gathered into a clump and began to squirm rapidly, and after a while, it became a different look.

It was something that looked a bit like a starfish, but with claws on all five heads, and I had never seen a creature of this shape

Actually, it's normal that I haven't seen it, I haven't even seen this brain, and if it's an ordinary human brain, and it's still active, then I might classify it as a giant.

But now how do I classify it?

Dense eyes can grow on the surface of the brain, and the tentacles that stretch out can be inexplicably deformed, which is definitely better than plasticine!

"Some time ago, someone ran in and died, did you do it?" I casually asked as I observed the wounds.

The fourth child's death, to be honest, I didn't care that much, it was just his own death.

Now I ask it, just out of pure curiosity.

Hearing me ask about this coldly, the giant brain grunted twice, and listening to the voice, it seemed to have a human-like tone, as if it was a little anxious.

"You didn't get it?" I asked.

It didn't hesitate, all eyes blinked in unison, and they all blinked twice in a row.

"Are they the ones who are doing it?" I looked at it curiously, and without looking back, I pointed to the entrance, and added, "It's those nine humanoid monsters!" ”

It grunted and blinked.

Could a monster like it deceive? No one can say this clearly, only the benevolent will see the benevolent and the wise will see the wise.

But as far as I feel, it doesn't look like it's lying to me, don't look at its big brain, I think it's smart and has a heart, anyway, I think this monster is quite silly.

"Okay, it's not you who can do it, we can't do this kind of bad thing." I smiled, "You were injured and wanted me to help, so you brought me down, right?" ”

It blinked again, acknowledging the fact.

"To be honest, I feel like you're so much better than me, I can't even recover from you, I really don't know how to help you," I said, cautiously taking a few steps forward, leaning in front of my brain, and looking up at the wounds.

Maybe it was because I was getting too close, and at that point, I smelled a familiar smell of this monster.

This smell, others don't have it, and I've only seen it smell on myself, which should be the smell of Gu gas!

But the taste of this Gu Qi is not the same as the smell of ordinary Gu, at least the Gu Qi on Miao Wuren's body is not this smell, the difference is a bit big.

Common Gu gases either smell of medicine, or they smell fishy, or even foul.

This Gu Qi on my body is a bit like the smell of new grass.

It's the kind of green grass that has just sprouted out of the mountains, and it mixes with the smell of the earth.

"No wonder you're looking for me," I looked at it amusedly, "You think I'm the same kind of person, right?" ”

It blinked twice in a row, in denial.

No?

Didn't treat me like one of the kind?

So why does it keep kindness to me? Just because I can save it?

"How are you sure I can help you?" I asked curiously.

It didn't respond to me, and its tentacles, which had regained their original shape, slowly reached out to me and rested on the back of my hand.

At that moment, I only felt a tingling pain, and before I could react, the tip of the tentacle was inserted into my hand, but it should not be deep.

Soon, I noticed that the back of my hand was concave, and this depression seemed to be spreading to both sides.

The flesh and blood under the skin seemed to be sucked away by this monster, and I could feel the "qi" in my body being silently drained, and the hole where they were lost happened to be on the back of my hand.

"What are you doing! Slow down! I slapped it angrily, and the monster was not angry, but pitifully withdrew its tentacles, and looked at me with wide eyes, full of antiquity.

I looked at it angrily: "You fuck, if it weren't for my special physique, in just ten seconds, Lao Tzu's hand would be useless!" ”

"Goo." It replied, and I didn't understand it, but it should be an apology.

"You want to rely on my flesh and blood to recover from your injuries?" I asked.

It blinked and looked at me expectantly.

"Then you come slowly, wait for me to recover for a while, you can smoke again" I sat cross-legged on the ground, lit a cigarette, and smoked heavily, looking at my gradually bulging right hand, my heart was a little lighter.

In fact, after two puffs of cigarettes, I calmed down a little and felt a little puzzled.

Why would I choose to help it?

It's not related to it, it's not even the same race, what's the benefit of helping it?

After thinking about it, it's really not good, but if I don't help it and make this monster angry, that's it

Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I saw something on the ground, pitted together.

I shook the flashlight over there, and then I saw clearly that it was a pile of dense characters, all in regular script, as if they had been carved out of the ground with a sharp weapon.

The line on the far right is relatively large, and it looks very conspicuous.

"The Long N of the Old Days, the Ancient Immortal"