Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 327 Greeting Cards and Bones
Luo Binhan could see the white flower from a long distance.On the gray-black wilderness that stretches infinitely, the white is as eye-catching as the salt grains falling in the coal.When he got closer, he could even see the flowers on the edge swaying with the wind, like someone wearing a white skirt fell to the ground.

They parked the sub-cabin aircraft not far from the white flower, and then walked to the white flower under the guidance of the black cat.Robinham thought it was piles of bouquets placed vertically, but found that their slender stems were inserted all the way down, which looked exactly like they were planted there.The whole flower bush is one meter square, which is out of tune with the surrounding environment.Luo Binhan couldn't imagine how they could be planted one by one.

"Are you sure this is what Old Motago did?" He asked suspiciously, "Is he a plant elf? Sowing seeds into flowers?"

"I'll just tell you what I saw," said the black cat. "Don't ask me about technology."

Luo Binhan wanted to chat with the black cat about the Eternal Light Clan and shadows, but Jing Huang had already bypassed them and walked to the other side of the flower bush.He knelt down there and pressed one of them with his hand.

"...It really is the red light bulb eyes."

Hearing him talking to himself, Luo Binhan immediately moved over.He pulled Jing Huang's hair and said, "How did you know that? There's a signature on it?"

"This kind of flower should be produced in the central city." Jing Huang said, "It is used as a road sign at the high place of the cemetery. If a comrade-in-arms dies and cannot take the body away, you can directly sprinkle it on the ground as a mark. Or Activated by a specific characteristic value of the spirit field, or directly activated by a specific catalyst, it only takes a few seconds to grow from a seed to a formed state. However, it is useless in the real moon environment, and it will become normal when it is opened. The flowers will wither after a while because of the incompatibility of the water and the soil."

Luo Binhan was very surprised by his answer.But not because of the answer itself, but because Jing Huang actually answered his question honestly.This inevitably made him a little carried away, and he continued to pull Jing Huang's hair and ask, "How do you know about the things in Central City?"

"I've seen similar things before. Although the colors and shapes are different, it is probably customized according to personal requirements... Are you fucking dead? Let go."

Luo Binhan let go of his hand in a still unsatisfactory manner.At this moment, he was in a state of serious split: on the one hand, the disappearance of Upsilon made him worry about Momolo, but on the other hand, he felt an unprecedented sense of excitement.The air with a strong sandy smell on the alien planet was squeezing into his lungs, and it might have some hidden effect on his health. In front of him was the murder scene, and beside him stood the interstellar criminals and the pets of the tyrant.Realizing it all thrilled him.Like playing games all night on the eve of the college entrance examination, or accidentally stepping on a narrow board and wading from a high place.He thought he should at least spend some time mourning for the family that had been killed, but the truth was that life had never felt so...alive.

This almost positive mood was quickly punctured, because Jing Huang immediately said after standing up: "The corpse should be under these flowers, right?"

"I didn't see the body parts in my dream," said the black cat. "The most common explanation is that they were eaten by something. But if you want to see for yourself, you can just dig up the flowers. No need." Worried it would disturb their peace—they were still arguing in my dreams."

Jing Huang stretched out his hand without saying a word, and Cui Xing came out of his cuff, fluttering in the wind and flew towards the flowers.They are like countless emerald bees, circling the flowers attentively, and then gently burrowing into the heart of the flowers.

The trembling of the flowers stopped for a moment, and was immediately engulfed by emerald green flames.The strange sea of ​​flowers disappeared in the blink of an eye, the momentum was so violent and sudden that Luo Binhan didn't even see the flowers burning in the fire, only a cloud of fine ash was left on his face.He started to cough, and desperately blew the fly ash in the direction of Thorn.

Jing Huang looked at him contemptuously, and raised the sleeve of his right hand forward.Ashes at least [-] centimeters thick were blown up from the ground by the whirlwind, rushing towards Luo Binhan.The black cat standing near him quickly moved away, leaving only Luo Binhan engulfed by the wind of ashes.

He shouted: "Jing Huang! You fucking wait for me..."

Ashes choked him so much that he couldn't finish the second half of his sentence.He vaguely heard Jing Huang say, "I'll let you scratch every day."

Luo Binhan firmly covered his mouth and nose, ready to shout that he would never give in, and that one day he would raise the hairline of interstellar criminals with his own hands.But something hit the back of his hand.It was light, soft but firm, and clearly not sand mixed with ash.Luo Binhan subconsciously grabbed it into his hand.

"Stop! Stop!" he said.

The dancing whirlwind stopped immediately.Ash and sand fell back to the ground.Luo Binhan blinked vigorously, but found that his eyes were not uncomfortable at all. His eyesight was obviously much stronger than his respiratory system.Then he looked at what he was holding in his hand and saw that it was a bow made of ribbon.It had been buried in the sand for some time, so that it had faded, but the original pink color of the ribbon was still recognizable.Luo Binhan held it and squeezed it twice, feeling that there was still some kind of hard foreign object in the center of the bow.

He stuck his fingers inside the bow and pulled out the hard little thing inside.It is a white stick-shaped object smaller than the diameter of a ping-pong ball. It is round at one end and as sharp as a pen at the other end. It is also completely changed due to the burial.He didn't recognize the thing until the black cat made a "hum" sound.

"Fingerbone." It commented, "Looks like there's a little bit left over."

Luo Binhan's fingers slipped, and the small white stick fell to the ground.

"Is this the man old Mortago mourned?" he said, eyes still fixed on the bones on the ground.The shape was still a little different from the phalanx he knew, and he guessed it was a matter of race.

The black cat paced slowly until one of its front paws touched the phalanx.

"We'll find out," it said.

It removed the claw, and the phalanx that was there was gone.It was replaced by a hazy orange-red flower.Under Luo Binhan's gaze, it sprouted, broke ground, spread, and covered the entire wilderness.Luo Binhan raised his head and saw a full moon as pale as a thin paper hanging in the sky.

The dark wind echoed under the moon, with deafening screams and roars.He heard male voices, female voices, infant voices.Intertwined in a mess, making his thoughts as muddy as noise.

In the endless anger and terror, only fragmentary words could be understood by him.He heard a male voice roaring "Bone" over and over, a female voice crying out a name, a young child's voice saying, "Brother."

"Help, brother."

A thin whisper leaked in the wind.

"Come and save him."

"Like in the story."

"Like it was sung in my greeting card."

"Come on. Come on. Come on."

Those broken words became clearer and clearer.The more Luo Binhan wanted to hear clearly, the more he could find it from the endless noise.As if possessed by a demon, he stretched out his hand towards the full moon in the sky amid endless murmurs.

"Hey, wake up." A voice louder than a whisper said beside him, "These are just remnants of dreams captured by cats, don't fall into them."

The hand he stretched out to the moon was beaten back by a blood-red sleeve.Jing Huang appeared under his line of sight, his whole body exuding a blazing halo like a flame in the mist.The young man in red puffed up his cheeks, and let out a whistling sound that soared into the sky.The mist and broken words swayed away in the clear roar, only the full moon still hung quietly in the sky.

Luo Binhan became more sober.He rubbed his face in a daze, looked up at the full moon, and looked down at the wilderness covered in orange flowers.The earth is covered by flowers, it is as hot as a sea of ​​fire, but the sky is so lonely and deserted.The world remained silent in the tearing of heaven and earth, until the rainstorm poured down and poured water on the blazing earth.

The silent and furious tears flowed down from the sky for a long time without stopping.

(End of this chapter)