Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 228

Allerica did not sleep that night.

She was thinking about Ji Zangyu's words and the strange dream she had the night before.All the signs showed that the dream was closely related to Ji Zangyu's appearance in her cell, but she hadn't figured out the specific cause and effect yet.She also remembered the day she was imprisoned, how she saw the lines on her abdomen for the first time: the combination of willow branches, rhinoceros and snake spiders, the curse was called "The Lonely Woman's Cry", it was Lisafa It is used to punish adulterous maids.

There is no known way to break this curse, and even if it does exist, it must be extremely difficult to obtain.Yareriga didn't know if she'd find a way in her lifetime, or if she'd just be left alone and let the line disappear.

She had ups and downs in her thoughts, and at the same time found that Ji Zangyu was not sleeping soundly.He was not as quiet as the previous few days, but turned around frequently and babbled. Yale Liga heard him calling several names vaguely, and the most frequent one was pronounced like "red beard".

He seemed to be wandering in some turbulent nightmare, sometimes flailing his hands, sometimes chasing a shadow, and finally he even stood up from the ground.

This movement almost made Yale Liga think that he was awakened by his dream.She looked at Ji Zangyu's face, but found that his eyes were delusional, still in a dream.

His sleepwalking behavior reminded Yala Lijia immediately of last night, but Ji Zangyu's behavior was very different at this moment.He was obviously unaware of the existence of Yale Liga, and just stared at the ground under his feet intently.A reddish shadow spread across his face, gradually condensing into a feathery pattern.

Ji Zangyu stood for a long time, and Yale Liga, who didn't understand the reason, could only wait and observe.It wasn't until dawn came through the window that she felt Ji Zangyu move in her sleepiness.

"I got it." She heard Ji Zangyu say.

The words dispelled her drowsiness.She looked up, only to see Ji Zangyu's right hand raised slightly, pointing to the empty ground.There was nothing in his palm.

He is still dreaming.When Yale Liga thought this way, Ji Zangyu's eyes rolled.He looked around the cell with eyes as if he had just woken up, and then grabbed his hair unaccustomed.

"Red Hu," he said numbly to Yale Liga, "comb your hair. Little Crown."

Allerica wagged her tail and stared at him with interest.She saw the red lines on Ji Zangyu's face fade away, but her eyes slowly became clear.He obviously also realized what he said to Yale Liga just now, and his eyes began to drift.

"Comb your hair?" Allerica said intentionally.

Ji Zangyu flicked his sleeves a little stiffly, walked back to his corner and sat down, with his back to Yale Liga and did not move.Yale Liga had no intention of pursuing this trivial matter, but the more she stared at Ji Zangyu's back, the easier it was for her to notice how messy his black hair was, which was obviously caused by a rather poor trimming technique. .

Prison has made Yarérica pay little attention to her appearance.She doesn't have decent washing tools, and can only rely on extremely limited water sources to maintain hygiene, and at the same time make good use of every opportunity that the jailer has to drag her out.Even though that leaves her bruised, it often gives her some extra chance to clean up afterwards.Aconitum didn't really want to kill her, let alone let her die from a wound infection or something ridiculous.

For the inevitable revenge, she thought she could endure all the bad external environment.However, when she looked at Ji Zangyu seriously, she found that this was not the case.Her new roommate's clothes were spotless, and she couldn't even find a drop of blood, but her short hair was messed up everywhere, like a bird's nest robbed by a giant eagle.

She should be patient.Allerica warned herself.She had to keep a proper distance from an unknown new ally, but she found that Ji Zangyu's body was too clean, and this contrast was more intolerable than pure hell.

She finally spoke up, saying, as nonchalantly as possible, "Your hair is messed up."

This topic is of course out of the ordinary.Ji Zangyu turned her head and looked at her in surprise, then stretched out her hand to scratch her hair.Allerica guessed that he smoothed them out, but he did so clumsily: he always combed them out of order, or combed them straight from the ends, as if he thought he had long hair.When he took his hand back, the hair on the top curled up even more.

"Okay." Ji Zangyu said, it seemed that he didn't intend to continue struggling.

His performance finally made Yale Liga feel unbearable.She took the initiative to stand up, walked across the center line and walked in front of Ji Zangyu.

"You should try to look neat," she said.

Ji Zangyu's expression showed that he didn't think this matter was very important, so Yale Liga patiently persuaded him, telling him that the modification of his image could win Mrs. Dead Leaf's favor.A tidy, perfect image is obviously more imposing in negotiations, proving that he can handle the situation at hand.And with such a growing henhouse, even Villar would think that he was frightened and slovenly.All in all, appearance is an inevitable part of tactics.

Her words made Ji Zangyu a little skeptical.It wasn't until Yale Liga mentioned Villar that he finally gave in and agreed to let Yale Liga do a little haircut for him.

Yareriga smoothed out the loose strands of hair with her fingers.She thought she would have to fight many knots, but she found that Ji Zangyu's hair was as clean as his clothes, and their unruliness had nothing to do with the dust in the air, it was simply a reluctance to obey discipline.Allerica pushed them down over and over again, and watched them defy the planet's gravity stubbornly within ten seconds, raising their tails high.

She tried several times in succession, and had to admit that without the help of other tools or potions, she couldn't achieve the effect she expected.At this time, Ji Zangyu seemed to be falling asleep.He seemed completely unafraid that Allerica would take this opportunity to send his head through the gap between the bars.

At this time, some murmuring voices came from the cell deep in the corridor.Allerica pricked up her ears vigilantly, and heard that it was not the footsteps of the jailers, but the monks whose eyes had been taken away by Mrs. Withered Leaf.They are not talking to each other, they are just chanting some kind of scripture.Yale Liga listened for a while, and roughly knew that they served the forest gods who protected a certain area.

That explains why Lady Withered Leaf wanted their eyes.In the tradition of the sisterhood, witches will approach the villagers, use witchcraft to help them cure diseases or conceive, and sometimes even control the weather and farming. As a reward, they sometimes take away the villagers' children and raise them as themselves. handmaidens or slaves, and sometimes eyes, tongues or ears, dried and embalmed, hung in the wild.Through this sorcery, they will greatly expand the scope of their surveillance.

Yale Liga guessed that it was the purpose of Mrs. Withered Leaf, but there were still some doubts that could not be solved: witchcraft is a power that values ​​blood, and she had never heard of witches appearing in the Duoling tribe before, it would be like a It is incredible that an oracle singer appeared in the arthropod consciousness group.From Aconitum to Lady Withered Leaf, she faintly felt that the leader group of the second peak of the Silent School was full of anti-traditional elements.

The monks are still reciting prayer scriptures, asking the forest god they believe in to heal their pain and regain their light.Their voices were full of serenity and piety, as if they had forgotten the suffering of reality, but Yale Liga knew the cruelty of the truth: Qin Ma was a well-known hunter among the jailers, and he never left anything for others after looting. Follow up leads.That meant that no matter how much they prayed, the forest god would never appear in front of them—if it had not been wiped out by Qin Ma.

It never occurred to Yale Liga to pray.The Gospel people refer to the Holy Gospel as the "Mother Goddess", which is just a description based on fact, but no temples and religions have ever been established.The reason is clear: the "Mother Goddess" does not respond to any of their requests or sacrifices, but simply performs her natural mission.Even if Villar really let a Holy Gospel come to this place, it will never have the slightest preference and mercy for Allerica.

The "Mother Goddess" is not the mother, but the Creator.Allerica suddenly felt a bit of sadness in this burst of thoughts.Ji Zangyu was sitting in front of her with her knees hugged in a half-dream and half-awake state. No matter what he actually was, that posture reminded Yale Liga of a child.And it is almost impossible for her to have children of her own.

Her hand holding Ji Zangyu's hair trembled uncontrollably.The other party was suddenly awakened by the force of the pull, and looked back at her in surprise.Yale Lijia immediately pulled away from her emotions, pretending to be nonchalant and looking at the ceiling.

"Your hair is difficult," she said.

Ji Zangyu responded: "That's not going to happen."

Allerica did not intend to let him go.She pretended to ask unintentionally again: "What is Xiaoguan?"

This question obviously displeased Ji Zangyu.He ran to another corner to sleep without saying a word, rubbed his head against the wall a few times vigorously, and his freshly combed hair immediately became messy again.

The smile on Yale Liga's mouth disappeared without a trace.She couldn't bear to let her achievements go to waste, so she immediately went over to sort out for him again.This time Ji Zangyu was very uncooperative, and always wanted to take advantage of her pause to sneak to another corner to hide.When Yale Liga helped him tidy up again, they had already covered all four corners of the cell.

Now Yale Liga finally believed that the other party's appearance in her cell was not her intention - if Ji Zangyu could freely enter and exit different cells, he must have hidden in a place where she could not look at him at all.

She didn't allow Ji Zangyu to ruin her efforts again, so she asked him not to let his head hit the ground or the wall until the next negotiation with Mrs. Withered Leaf.Ji Zangyu blew air on his forehead in dissatisfaction, blowing a few broken hairs up and down, but in the end he compromised, retaliating and occupying the territory that originally belonged to Yale Liga, taking the chain hanging on the ground Sleep as a pillow.

Yareriga endured and endured, and finally pulled the chain and dragged him to her side.

"You can sleep on my lap." She said to Ji Zangyu, "Don't press down on that chain, it will affect my movement."

Her statement was obviously contradictory, but Ji Zangyu didn't question it. He rolled directly to the ground next to him, still facing her with his back, and covered his ears with his hands.

"Recite sutras with bald head." He said sullenly, "Noisy."

This time Yale Liga finally decided to go with him. She played with the iron chain and sang a lullaby from her memory to cover up the tireless chanting of the monks.Soon she and Ji Zangyu both fell asleep.In her dream, she was still walking in the free and endless wilderness, and picked up a tit from a certain rock.

The chickadee croaked at her, but the sounds it made were taps, a hoarse cry, and an old, eager voice.Then her dream ended, and she opened her eyes amidst the growing commotion.

Mrs. Withered Leaf is here.She was followed by the aconite and the jailers, and Sati, who was the closest, was still holding the hair of a pregnant woman in her hand.The woman was half dead by now, still crying and begging with a tearing voice.

"I have considered your request, child." Madam Withered Leaf said from outside the cell. "It is not impossible, but you must prove yourself."

Satie threw the captured pregnant woman to the ground.That situation couldn't be more obvious, Yareriga felt her back tense instinctively.

Ji Zangyu woke up earlier than her.He stood by the cell, just blocking the sight of Yale Liga and Mrs. Withered Leaf.

"Proof?" he asked Mrs. Withered Leaf.

Mrs. Withered Leaf's root tail of unknown origin curled up.She used it to trap the crying woman on the ground, and dragged the pregnant woman to Ji Zangyu.

"Kill her child," she demanded bluntly.

(End of this chapter)