The situation must have been strange at the time.

A giant brain full of eyes, a tentacle sticking out of his head, and forming the palm of a human hand, rubbing it on the head of my living person...

Is that an expression of goodwill?

“You... what do you want?”I looked at my brain at all, completely scratching my head.

“Goo.”It screamed, and all eyes narrowed slightly, as if laughing.

“Can I go?”I was holding a chicken and asked.

The problem seems to stimulate it, as soon as I listen to me to go, the brain is in a hurry, all eyes are staring at the boss, but it does not seem to be angry, just a simple hurry.

“You brought me down on purpose, didn’t you?”I asked, blinking hard: "If it is, like I do, blink like me, blink for a moment!"If not, wink twice!”

This giant brain seemed to think for a while, and then blinked at the brush.

As I said, it only blinked.

Seeing it can make such a reaction, really, I am not so afraid in my heart, as long as I can communicate with its harmonious fraternity, there is nothing too fierce contradiction, then the possibility of my encounter danger should be very small.

Looking at it for a while, I couldn’t help but say, “I’m not running, can you let me go?”

Hearing this, all its eyes narrowed, patted it gently on my head with the palm of his hand, and then took his hand back.

After about half a minute, I found that in addition to opening the head, the rest of the place can also move, although the hands and feet have a feeling of ghee, but compared to the situation of being a point, it is still much better to bear.

“What are you looking for me?”I adjusted a little, changed the handlight, if you continue to use this strong light to light it, the reflection can reflect my eye haze.

Hearing what I asked, it grunted, and the tentacle began to slowly extend, first holding my left hand, then taking me, and slowly walking to its side.

Its palm is actually with a temperature, higher than the temperature of the tentacles, almost able to catch up with the living, the touch is the same as the palm of ordinary people, there is no strange feeling.

Now I’m following it all, and it’s not hostile to me anyway, and there’s no need to irritate it.

He walked to the back of his hand, and when he stopped, he let go of his hand.

“Goo.”It called softly, slowly raising his hand and pointing to his “body,” which was on the brain tissue on that side.

I hold the hand, along the place it refers to a picture, on this side of the brain surface, there are three very conspicuous gullies, the shallowest one is also more than a meter deep, with a flashlight, carefully look at the bottom.

As for the other two ravines, they are much deeper, anyway, I can't see how deep, black and lacquered, and I can't see the bottom at a glance.

The length of these gullies is about two meters, the upper and lower ends are relatively narrow, and the middle part is relatively wide.

After a while, I think these ravines are a little familiar, the same as the traces of the seven treasures that were caught by the cat...

“What was this made of?”I couldn’t help but be curious and ask.

The brain grunted, the original hands, gathered into a group again, began to move rapidly, and soon it became another look.

It was...kind of a stuff of a starfish... but all five heads with claws... I’ve never seen a creature of this shape...

In fact, I have never seen or normal, I have not even seen this brain, if it is an ordinary human brain, but also active, then I may classify it on the side of the giant.

But now what do I categorize?

The surface of the brain can also grow dense eyes, and the outstretched tentacles can be inexplicably deformed, which is definitely better than rubber mud!

“Somehow a little while ago someone came in and then died, didn’t you do it?”I looked at the wounds and asked.

The death of the fourth, to be honest, I did not care so much, it was his own death.

Ask now, just curious.

Hearing me coldly ask about this, the giant brain grunted two times, and listening to that voice, it seemed to be in a human-like tone, as if a little anxious.

“Didn’t you make it?”I asked.

It did not hesitate, and all the eyes were blinking, and they all blinked.

“Are those heavy-handed?”I looked at it curiously, pointing to the other side of the entrance without going back, and adding, “It’s the nine humanoid monsters!”

He grunted and blinked.

Would a monster like that lie?This is not clear to anyone, only the benevolent see the wise.

But I feel like it's not lying to me, don't look at it so big, I think it's smart and thoughtful... Anyway, I think this monster is pretty lazy.

"Well, you can't do that, we can't do this."I smiled, “You’re hurt and want me to help, so I’m taking it down, right?”

He blinked his eyes again, acknowledging the fact.

"To tell the truth, I feel that you are much better than me, and even you can't recover, I really don't know how to help you..." I said, taking a few steps forward carefully, gathered in front of my brain, and looked up at the wounds.

Maybe it was because I got too close, and at that time, I smelled a familiar smell on this monster.

This smell, no one else, I have only seen it in myself... that should be the smell of tard!

But this taste of the clam, and the smell of ordinary clams is not the same, at least the clams on the Miao Wu people is not this taste, the difference is a little big.

Common clams, either with a medicinal taste, or a fishy smell, or even stinky.

This clam on me...it’s kind of like the smell of new grass.

It was the green grass that had just come out of the mountain, and it mixed with the smell of soil.

“No wonder you’re coming to me...” I looked at it funnyly: “You think of me as the same kind, don’t you?”

He blinked twice as a denial.

No?

Don’t you see me as the same?

So why does it have good intentions for me?Just because I can save it?

“How do you know if I can help you?”I asked curiously.

It did not respond to me, restored the original tentacles, slowly reached out to me, and put it on the back of my hand.

At that moment, I only felt a prick, did not wait for me to react, the front of the tentacle was inserted into my hand, but it should not be inserted deeply.

Soon, I found that the back of the hand was a piece of the dent, and this phenomenon seemed to be spreading to both sides.

The flesh and blood under the skin seemed to have sucked away from the monster, and I could feel the "gas" in my body being lost, and the mouth of their loss happened to be on the back of my hand.

"What are you doing!Slow down!”I patted it in a hurry, the monster was not angry, but the poor tentacles took back, staring at me, eyes full of expectation.

I looked at it with no good cheer: "Your mother's, if it weren't for my physique, it would be ten seconds, and Lao Tzu's hand would be wasted!"

“Goo.”I didn’t understand it, but I should have apologized.

“Do you want to recover from my flesh and blood?”I asked.

He blinked his eyes and looked at me expectantly.

“Then you will slow down, and when I recover for a while, you will smoke again...” I sat on the ground cross-legged, lit a cigarette, smoked a big mouth, and watched my right hand gradually drummed up, and my heart was a little lighter.

In fact, I smoked two cigarettes, I calmed down a little, but also feel a little confused.

Why did I choose to help it?

Non-proselyt, even race is different, what is the benefit of helping it?

Think about it, this is really not good, but if I don't help it, this monster will be in a hurry, then...

Suddenly, the light in my eyes found something on the ground, and the potholes were joined together.

Take the flashlight to the other side, I can see clearly, it is a bunch of dense words, are all books, as if it was carved out of the ground with a sharp weapon.

The line on the right is larger and looks very conspicuous.

“The Old Day (Zhang), the Ancient Immortal...”