Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 179

[Chapter 179 Friendship]

Duncan carefully observed the expression of the old man in front of him. The strange feeling hadn’t dissipated since just now. He could clearly see that Morris’s current state was not right, but unfortunately, he was not a doctor.

“Do you need me to find a doctor?” He asked with concern, “How do you feel now? Do you feel dizzy or nauseous? Or are you in a trance?”

Morris rubbed his forehead.

In his ears, Duncan’s voice seemed to be mixed with 10,000 overlapping roaring noises, and when the sound waves entered his ears, there were also dazzling “colors” rushing towards him. These “messages” The book seems to be filled with knowledge that human beings cannot understand, testing his mind every second, but in a state of madness, he still managed to maintain his sanity, and slowly shook his head: “I’m fine.” Just take a break…”

The “existence” in front of me… who doesn’t know what the main body is, expressed concern for himself, but now Morris dare not think about what is going on under the surface of this concern” The real situation”, maybe a thousand pairs of eyes staring at him? Or densely wriggling teeth and tongue? Are the words of concern whispered in the subspace, or whistling from the deep sea? Thanks to Raheem for giving him this moment of dullness, he doesn’t have to pay too much attention to the truth.

He is just responding as normal as possible on a “human” level.

At the same time, he is also trying to see if he can take the initiative to close the “eye of reality” that he opened when he got off the car just now – this god-given ability is what the followers of the God of Wisdom rely on when they explore the world. However, now it seems… Its price is indeed worthy of the top of the dangers of the blessings of the four gods.

He failed, the Eye of Reality has been opened, and it cannot be closed for a short time—and even if it is closed, what is the use? The mind that has fallen into the critical state of madness will not automatically recover after closing the eyes…

Morris thought in a daze, and then slowly opened his mouth after a while: “I… just came to take a look, thank you… oh, Yes, thanks, for my daughter, thank you again for your help in the museum last time, she let me…”

He suddenly got stuck, and hesitated for a few seconds before he could continue his thinking: “She asked me to send a letter, it’s in my pocket.” The

old man fumbled around, took out a carefully sealed envelope from his pocket, and handed it over to him. Give it to Duncan, who took it and opened it in person, and saw that apart from the initial greetings, it was a report on Nina’s physical and mental health and “doctor’s advice.”

This is what Heidi concluded after giving Nina hypnotherapy last time. She did say that she would send it in a special letter. Duncan still remembered this matter.

“You don’t need to be so polite. In that situation, it was my instinct to help.” Duncan put away the letter and said to Morris with a serious face. The situation is much better after hypnotherapy, and I haven’t had that strange dream these days.”

Morris nodded, pressed his fingers on his temples, and organized his words while guiding himself not to stare into Duncan’s eyes: “You… …How are you doing these days?”

“Me? I’m fine,” Duncan felt a little baffled, he felt that the way the old man started the topic today was weird, “Healthy, full of energy, and in a good mood – except today is bad Other than the depressing weather, there’s nothing wrong with it.”

Weather?

This small weather change can still make an evil god feel “depressed”-is this a new popular joke in the Warp recently?

Morris felt that his mind was a little better than before, and he was even in the mood to mutter in his heart after hearing Duncan’s words. At the same time, he heard Nina’s voice from not far away: “Uncle! The bikes are put away, and the shop is closed! It’s getting windy outside… How is Mr. Morris?” “

He’s doing better, but he didn’t tell me what was wrong,” Duncan said, looking back at him. Nina, who was walking this way, “Why don’t you stay with the old man later, I’ll send a ‘quick mail’ or telegram to Miss Heidi, and ask her to pick it up…” “No, no, no,

I It’s okay.” Before Duncan finished speaking, Morris suddenly raised his voice and waved his hands again and again, “Don’t let her pick it up, I’m just a little old, just rest for a while and I’ll be fine.”

Duncan was taken aback by the old man’s sudden and violent reaction. He looked Morris up and down, and nodded after confirming the other’s state and attitude: “Okay, then I won’t go. Nina, you go Let’s make some soup, the hot food might make Mr. Morris feel better.”

Nina blinked and glanced between Duncan and the teacher in confusion, feeling that the atmosphere here was a bit weird for some reason, but Soon she nodded obediently: “Oh!”

The girl ran up the stairs briskly, and the sound of treading footsteps gradually faded away.

And after Nina left, Morris also felt that his mental pressure had decreased a little again—although this relief was almost insignificant compared to the huge pressure Duncan brought, he still breathed a sigh of relief.

Afterwards, the old man who dealt with history all day long was silent for a moment, and then carefully organized his words and said, “Did I lose my composure just now?” Duncan kept his eyes

on Morris’s changes. At the beginning, he I just felt that the other party’s words and deeds were extremely weird today, but slowly, he seemed to see a familiar… “feeling” from the old man’s reaction. He recalled where this familiarity came from, and responded casually: “It’s a bit weird, so what’s going on?”

Morris was silent for two or three seconds, and then said in a low and cautious voice: “My profession, which often deals with history and knowledge, is occasionally more sensitive.”

He I just want to test it out, and I want to try the attitude of this “subspace existence” who has always been very kind to the outside world and has lived here without doing anything.

And Duncan frowned immediately after hearing this seemingly meaningful sentence from the other party. Suddenly, he knew what was going on with that sense of familiarity!

Morris’s weird reaction also appeared in another familiar “person”…it was Agou!

That ghostly hound beside Xue Li, that ghostly demon with a special “true vision”! Agou is also so frightened and nervous when he sees himself – because he can see some “real conditions” under his human body, but the difference is that Agou is a highly resistant to pollution. The deep demon, Morris is a fragile human being, so the reaction of the latter will be stronger, that is to say…

Duncan vaguely guessed the truth, and immediately looked up into Morris’ eyes: “You saw something you shouldn’t see, Right?”

Morris took a light breath.

But in the next second, the expected doomsday did not come—on the contrary, he once again felt that the mental pressure he was under was rapidly weakening, even weakening to a level that he, as a human being, could barely bear even without Raheem’s protection !

Duncan silently transferred his “main consciousness” to the Lost Homeland, and only controlled the body in the antique shop through the “remote control” technique of walking in the spirit world.

Through this period of “practice”, even in the case of remote control, he can still command the body in the distance as usual, and perceive the environment around the body. The only effect is that the power of the call will be weaker—but anyway There are no enemies here either.

He wanted to try to see if this would make Morris feel better.

“Is it better?”

Duncan’s low and gentle voice sounded from the side, waking Morris up.

The old man quickly raised his head, and what he saw was Duncan’s solid, clear, harmless human form, and from the corner of his eye, he noticed that the surrounding environment had stabilized.

The chaotic lights and shadows disappeared, the noise gradually subsided, and the torn houses, flowing flames, and creeping and distorted dark things all disappeared in my eyes—my mind was recovering rapidly, and the dangerous critical state of madness had improved. sign.

He looked at Duncan in disbelief, and the latter nodded apologetically: “Sorry, I really didn’t expect a human being to have such a ‘good eye’——I just frightened a deep demon before, but the deep demon nerves are stronger than a human being.”

“I…I’m much better,” Morris swallowed. The process of gradually recovering his spirit was actually uncomfortable. He could feel his heart beating as if it was about to burst, but anyway, it made him recover Most of his thinking ability—also allowed him to analyze useful information from Duncan’s words, “I… well, I didn’t expect to see your true appearance, too careless, those who have deviated from the faith all these years Life makes me slack…”

Duncan didn’t pay attention to Morris’ muttering behind him.

He was thinking quickly, thinking about how to end the situation in front of him.

After all, this great historian is not Agou… The latter can be dealt with by scaring him, but the old man can’t use such rough methods.

“I’m curious,” he said suddenly while thinking, “Why can you see it?”

“I…” Maurice opened his mouth, hesitated a little before telling the truth, “I am the son of Lahemu, the God of Wisdom. followers.”

(End of chapter)