Chapter 68: Between the Phantoms (Part II)

Half an hour later, Danny awoke from his coma, and he opened his eyes with deep fear. He trembled and fumbled around, but there was not a drop of warm liquid beside him except for rubble and crushed crystalline mica, and there was no corpse of anyone. "Whew......" he closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

The so-called secret technique taught to him by the deck sailor was only a superficial way to increase muscle vitality and overdraw the body's energy for a short period of time, and the overactive muscles excreted a lot of sweat during the activity, and at the same time eliminated the toxins from the body. The boy of the Stewart family was the first to get rid of the illusions caused by the poisonous pink fungus.

It took Danny a moment to find the rucksack, pull out a torch, and light it with a red phosphorus match. The light returned to the deep dark passage in the body of the worm, and the wind blowing from nowhere made the flames flicker, and in the distance lay a man and a woman, and the sharp mica flakes on the stone wall were shining, not at all like a natural mechanism that contained danger. Stewart put on his robe with the pain in his muscles, tore off the corner of his shirt and carefully bandaged his injured right hand, and with a punch with all his might, the entire rock wall and the sharp mica attached to it were shattered, and there were naturally several deep scars on the fist. "Edward...... Hmph, why do you see his shadow instead of the cutie I've been thinking about?" Danny spat hard, "Bah! Damn poisonous mushroom ......"

"Wow. Cold water was poured on his head, and Jonah jumped up violently: "What's the matter, what's the matter, there's an enemy......?"

A second later, he crouched down with the back of his head clutched. The old wound on his head was not good, and he was smashed on the occipital bone by Danny's accurate and ruthless flying stone, and now the astrologer's apprentice felt that his head was as heavy as a lead ball, and his eyes were full of Venus flying, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Danny Stewart walked up to Hannah, tilted the water bladder, and doused his sister's cold water in the same way. Hannah opened her eyes and sat up, flicking her hair, "Where's Daddy? Danny, do you see Daddy?"

"See. Danny closed the lid angrily and hung the water bladder back to his waist, "He's having afternoon tea with the devil in hell." ā€

"What happened? are you hurt?" asked Jonah, holding his head.

"No, I cut my nails a little deeper......" said the man of the Stewart family, holding his right hand, which was almost as big as his head, wrapped in three layers of gauze inside and outside, "...... Of course I'm hurt, or for the sake of you two unscrupulous guys!"

"I know what's going on. Ryuki stepped out of the shadows that the torch could not illuminate, stood beside Jonah and whispered, "He saw the person he missed the most. ā€

The astrologer's apprentice's eyes shone with great joy: "You're still there! it's great......" Danny saw Jonah's demeanor, strode over and waved his hand, leaving a bright red palm print on the face of his cargo friend: "Haven't you woken up yet? That's an illusion!

He's right. I'm just a phantom. The Oriental woman reached out to help Jonah, bowed her head slightly, and sighed, "Your subconscious reason has already told you that I can't be real. You're just choosing to deceive yourself. ā€

The seventeen-year-old boy covered his hot cheeks, winked at Ryuhime, and bowed to Danny Stewart in apology, "I see, I see! I'm sorry, Danny." Sorry to bother you. ā€

"Daddy?" said Hannah.

ā€œ...... Is there any end?" The man of the Stewart family covered his face helplessly and sighed, then rolled up his sleeves and walked towards his sister: "Don't blame me, sister, I will use my best strength to express my love, I hope you will forgive my brother for a hard ......"

At this time, I saw Hannah suddenly pull out the "lame Henry's prosthetic" behind him, and continuously pulled the trigger, a deafening series of gunshots rang out, and the smoke and dust were flying, and the two men lying on the ground covering their heads watched Stewart's contemporary head blow away the light smoke from the muzzle of the gun, and with a flick of his hand, the big gun returned to his back, and his eyes were fixed on the bullet-riddled and messy ground, "Hello, Dad." Goodbye, Dad. ā€

ā€œ...... Can you still see Daddy?" asked Danny, shaking off the gravel above his head.

Hannah looked at the ground, "This form looks like it could be anyone." Just say hello. So, I'm fine, thanks. ā€

Finally, the three of them can sit in the cave where the smoke has cleared, pack up, and discuss the strange experience of the hour. "For no other reason. I've observed, there are no special sound, light, or electricity mechanisms in the tunnel, it must be the poisonous mist emitted by the pink fungus that we inhale into our body, and then attack at this time. Jonah commented, "But strangely, the fungus doesn't seem to have malicious intent. It's just a harmless phantom, or even ...... It makes people feel very warm. ā€

"Yes, yes, it's warm, and it's even warmer when it's skewered. Danny scoffed, "It's just a naturally formed protective mechanism for trespassers to ...... Like us, we have endured all the hardships. How long will that poison remain in the body? What antidote will be used to get rid of it? Will the phantom reappear? We're just little frogs to be slaughtered in the alchemist's lab!"

"Will come up again. Hannah replied expressionlessly, pulling out a magic pistol from her bosom and smashing the walls around her: "Hello, Dad." Goodbye, Dad. ā€

ā€œ...... Again?" a cold sweat ran down the forehead of the Stewart man.

"Shhhh Jonah secretly made a silent gesture to the dragon queen beside him, and the eyes of the oriental woman smiled into two crescent moons, "No one can hear me even if I yell, fool." I am your phantom, your thoughts, your thoughts hidden in the depths of your little head, only you can see me, hear me, feel me. Why don't I sing you a ballad from the Eastern Continent?"

The astrologer apprentice nodded slightly. Hannah Stewart noticed his strangeness, looked back at him, and withdrew his gaze with a smirk.

Ryuki stood up and walked lightly among the Stuart siblings, and with a turn of shape, the silver bells in her hair played a brilliant clear note, her lips fluttered, and the melodious phrases fluttered out:

Tonight, He Xixi, the middle stream of the Continent, today and the day, I have to be in the same boat with the prince, humiliated, and ashamed, I am annoyed and ashamed, and I know that there are trees in the prince's mountain, and there are branches in the heart, and I don't know that the short song is over, and the aftermath is faint, and Jonah's vision is wrong, and the graceful figure has returned to himself, "This is the song of the Yue people, which tells the story of the prince of the ancient empire. Does it sound good?"

Jonah squeezed out a few words from the corners of his mouth in a mosquito-like voice: "Nice." What does that mean?"

Ryuji replied, "You know what it means. I am only a phantom, and everything I know is contained in everything you know. You must have heard me sing this ballad while you were asleep, remembered its melody, and understood its meaning. You can answer for yourself. ā€

The astrologer's apprentice frowned slightly, his memory creabling like rusty gears, unable to find a clear memory, but the meaning of the song suddenly came to mind. Yes, he understands the meaning of this Oriental Continent short song: a girl rocking a boat on the river falls in love with the prince who crosses the river, and the song is full of bitter affection:

What day is it?

Rafting in the middle of the river.

What day is it?

In the same boat with you.

Thy attitude hath made me shy, but thou hast not despised me;

My heart is pounding, just because I see you.

Mountains have trees, and trees have branches.

My love, but you don't know.

Jonah was stunned, frozen in all his thoughts. He remembered that one cold night in Cherry Crossing, he was half-asleep and half-awake when he heard the night watchman talking to the Rose Knight to pass the night, and she told many stories about the man, and then sang the short song in a low voice. Her singing voice is clear and transparent, and it flies gently away in the night.

She was missing a man. Her husband. The only reason she has traveled across the continent. Her lover and enemy in this life. The man who committed sins, but made her miss them day and night.

Then, this woman who is by her side, gentle as water, and smiling like a flower, is really just a phantom. She could not have been so affectionate to herself, for all her feelings had been given to the legendary man who did not know what to do, and there was not a trace of sympathy for the pale boy of seventeen.

The astrologer's apprentice slowly turned his head, his intoxicated black eyes slowly disappearing into thin air, "Thank you. Ryuhime's phantom smiled, "It feels good to be missed." Do you understand your true intentions? Would you still feel feelings for me if it weren't for the toxins in your body? Is it love from the heart, or is it a fleeting impulse? Do you have the courage to face too much impossibility between us?"

"I—I don't know......" Jonah hung his head.

"When we meet, goodbye. ā€

A sudden epiphany overcomes the illusion, but Jonah is further entangled, and his ignorant emotional impulses make him feel numb. Fortunately, the Stuart siblings were studying the map together at this time, and did not pay attention to his gaffe.

"Go ahead, if the Pink Mushroom is a trap, there must be more traps waiting for us ahead. Hannah looked hesitant.

"Look, there's a shortcut here! in the map area I drawn......! Is it a complex spiral? What does that mean, spin down?" Danny pointed at the map with his large, bandaged fist.

"See for yourself, that's your dirty finger print. Hannah said.

At this time, there was a rumbling explosion in the distance, and the current head of the Stuart family immediately stood up: "It's the enemy who is clearing the descending passage, and they're coming." We can't afford to grind anymore, and we move on. ā€