0p0 Chapter 226: Inn
Chapter 226: Inn
Mr. Brownson was still alive, of course, but only just.
If a living person cannot do anything, then he is no different from a dead person.
"I have been waiting for this day..."
Mr. Brownson's Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was choked with sobs. There is no greater sorrow than a broken heart. Yiyin could not empathize with Mr. Brownson, so she could not speak to comfort him.
"……(stare……)"
Xuanwu stared at Mr. Brownson silently. It was very strange that she had a deep impression of Boquan, but had no memory of Mr. Brownson.
"In this way..."
Recalling the speculations Xuanwu had made to him before, Yiyin probably guessed something.
Back in the saltwater zone, it was Mr. Brownson who risked his life to draw away the Gu worms' firepower, allowing the tail-end squad to see Heinrich alive. ... Was this Mr. Brownson's own play?
"Mr. Brownson, may I ask what happened?"
Following Yiyin's questions, Mr. Brownson also told the truth.
It turned out that ever since the battle between Emperor Xuanwu and the Ghost Turtle, although Mr. Brownson did not seem very sad on the surface, he had actually been looking for a way to resurrect Boquan.
Mr. Brownson knew about "Falling Angels", but since he didn't have an invitation to the Wilshire Base, he couldn't sneak into the women's restroom as easily as Huang Quan, so he had to find another way.
The fact is, there are no shortcuts in the world of Blue Star.
Just when Mr. Brownson was about to face reality, Albert, the Red Sage, took the initiative to find him.
"Mice can sense the sadness of their companions, and this sadness is passed on to their fellow mice. The same is true for humans; people with similar temperaments are attracted to each other."
Albert promised to use his invincible alchemy to "resurrect" Bo Quan, but he had to see Mr. Brownson's sincerity first.
Seven poisonous insects, this is the condition set by Albert.
Even though it seemed unrealistic, Mr. Brownson decided to take a gamble on an illusory future.
For this reason, Mr. Brownson noticed Fang Yiyin and his four companions beside Xuanwu.
The time will soon come.
……
"I won't tell you what happened next."
Mr. Brownson waved his hand. "It's fate. There's no need to force anything. This is my last chance to commemorate the first half of my life. From now on, I've decided to leave. This will probably be the last time we meet in this world."
"Please wait..."
Yiyin told Mr. Brownson about Xuanwu's memory loss and asked him for help.
"I don't have any good strategies. Memory is like a sweet and delicious strawberry chocolate cake. The most profound aftertaste is only when you finish eating it."
"Mr. Brownson, what do you mean..."
Yi Yin felt that Mr. Brownson was hinting at something in a roundabout way, but he just couldn't understand it.
"Tell me about it. Maybe if you say a few words, you can remember it."
As he spoke, Mr. Brownson began to demonstrate it himself.
He muttered a lot of long and difficult sentences in a trembling voice, and even Yi Yin was confused.
“‘Flowers’, ‘trees’, ‘sky’, ‘breeze’, ‘clouds’, ‘sun’, ‘rainbow’, ‘ocean’, ‘beach’, ‘forest’, ‘pebbles’, ‘sand’, ‘earth’…”
Gradually, not only Mr. Brownson, but even Xuanwu was muttering something in his mind.
Just like chanting a sutra, Yiyin felt dizzy and even more hypnotic than when he listened to the math teacher's lecture before he traveled through time.
After repeating it ten or even nine times, Yiyin suddenly realized that Mr. Brownson had left without him knowing when.
Like everyone he had missed in his life, Yiyin realized that he would never have the chance to see Mr. Brownson again in this world.
Before Yiyin could feel sad for too long, Xuanwu made a new move.
I saw her holding her head, looking like she was about to die.
"(I... I saw the 'end'... everything is inevitably heading towards destruction, first... then... finally... uh uh...)"
Seeing that Xuanwu seemed to be exhausted, Yiyin hurriedly helped her sit down and held her hand tightly.
Xuanwu's hands were cold, and this never changed.
Yiyin began to wonder: Why had things turned out this way? If Xuanwu could truly see the "end," she wouldn't be like this. Could it be that Xuanwu was so nervous that he started talking nonsense?
After thinking about it, Yiyin felt that he should have a good talk with Albert in the future.
After all, he was a person blessed by Lilith. With this relationship as a bridge, Yiyin felt that he should be able to talk to Albert soon. At the very least, he could ask him to remove Xuanwu's amnesia - provided that it was really Albert who did it.
After an unknown amount of time, Xuanwu's trembling body began to gradually calm down.
Seeing that Xuanwu had stopped moving, Yi Yin asked tentatively:
"Senior Xuanwu, do you still remember who I am?"
Xuanwu glanced at Yiyin, then shook his head blankly.
Failed.
Yiyin was a little depressed, but then he felt relieved.
Once a memory is lost, it is lost. The important thing is that it can be re-cultivated.
"It doesn't matter if you don't remember me, but you must remember Sai Xiaoxi. Look at this."
Yiyin shook the bracelet on her hand. The bracelet looked quite old. It was given to her by Sai Xiaoxi before she became a monk.
Xuanwu looked at his hand hesitantly, and he didn't expect that he was wearing the same bracelet. How could there be such a coincidence?
Xuanwu looked very confused. At this moment, she still couldn't remember anything about Yiyin...
"Every day that you don't dance is a day that you waste your life."
Yi Yin learned on the spot and recited the sentence on the title page of Diana's photo.
"It doesn't matter if you can't remember it, we can create a new memory together."
If it were anyone else, Xuanwu would have surely used a Word Spirit Binding to strengthen her control. But after hearing what Yiyin said, she didn't want to do that. Simply because Yiyin didn't bother her.
Yiyin and Xuanwu sat on the ruins for a while.
There is nothing worth remembering here anymore. After Sai Daxi passed away, the useless buildings became empty shells.
Yi Yin thought Xuanwu must have remembered something. Even though it wasn't about him, it was still a good thing. This meant the system-issued side quest was about to be completed, with only the finishing touch needed.
Thinking that the time was almost up, Yiyin suddenly stood up in one breath.
"Come on, it's time for us to set off."