Chapter 5246 She Loves Taking a Bath

The lady is singing, and there is no doubt that she is the only one here who is qualified to do so.

A song without lyrics, a soothing poem describing forgetfulness and regret.

Step into the pool and bathe in the ink. The starry sky above your head does not shine, it just provides steady illumination, but this will not affect the darkness, or even affect anything.

Her fat body caused ripples in the water, and her raised arms sprinkled black water towards the edge of the pool. When the black water met the leather-like ground, it crazily drilled in and grew plants like peacock feathers. Come.

They are swaying with the wind again, or in other words, swaying with the singing, just like common ponds, often with calamus and reeds growing on the shore.

The rolling hills, the silk-like roads, the dense mysterious plants, none of these can isolate the mother's song, but it can only be heard here.

The singing is not a secret, the non-existent lyrics are the secret. Maybe someone can understand them, but they are uncomposed poems.

The bloated lady closed her eyes and smiled. She lay in the dark water and tried to float.

Her black hair was like waterweed that would strangle others, tangled and clinging to her face. Her face, as plump as the moon, looked much slimmer because of it.

Distance is not important, and time is not important either. This is the garden of night and the embrace of mother.

Deathstroke and the others followed the maid across a small hillside, passed through a garden path with dense plants, and then walked around a huge white stone protruding from the ground before finally arriving at the pond.

"lady?"

The maid dared to make a sound. She was not sure whether her master had fallen asleep.

"What's the matter, kid?"

The mother with her eyes closed asked in a kind voice. She was floating on the water in the pool, very comfortable.

"They, your children, are here."

The gray maid with dull skin knelt beside the pool. She grabbed a towel on the side and seemed to be planning to help her master out of the bath.

"No, you go and rest." Mother Ye opened her eyes. There were no holes in her eyes at all, only a white light. This white light swept towards the shore. She waved: "Children, you shouldn't You know who came here, Meng.”

The maid left tremblingly. Even though Mother Ye acted very kindly, she still couldn't help but feel fear.

For a being that can control everything about itself, it is an inevitable reaction for a living being.

"I don't know anything, cat. Maybe human dreams know, but I am a cat's dream." The cat squatted on the shore. It also stretched out its paws to stir the water, and black ink spread along its paws. On the body, some new patterns are formed on the fur.

The water temperature seemed to be good, and even though there was no trace of heat above the water, the cat squinted his eyes comfortably.

"Little slick one." Mother Ye shook her head expressionlessly, but her tone was doting. She really wouldn't care about anything with a cat: "What about you, my daughter, since you were born, I have never had a relationship with you." I’ve seen you come as a human being today, what do you think?”

"I am death, mother, I have never been born." The second sister of the Endless Family still smiled, but her hand was still on Deathstroke's arm: "I don't have any ideas, I just want to experience more of the universe meaning."

Su Ming, who had already received half a bag of pig ears and placed them on the shore as a door-to-door gift, patted the back of her hand and observed Mother Night at the same time.

Just like the comics he saw in his previous life, a fat woman with dark blue skin and stars flowing inside her body, this is her image on the human cognitive level.

My mother may not always be fat or plain-looking, but she always gives people a gentle and peaceful feeling.

It is this feeling that makes humans think she will have this image, so she becomes this image.

But in fact, from a quantum perspective, Mother Night does not even exist at all. There is only nothingness where she is, and everyone seems to be talking to the pool of water.

"It makes no sense, silly boy, it all means nothing."

Mother Ye, who felt she was being observed but didn't care about it, grabbed her long hair with both hands. Her fat arms trembled with strength, wiping out the moisture from the ends of her hair. She leaned against the inner wall of the bathtub. He breathed a sigh of relief:

"Everything that means something to you means nothing to me; just like everything that means something to a human being means nothing to you."

"I don't think so, mother. Even if I am only human one day a year, there are many things that are meaningful."

"Haha, it's normal to have such thoughts. After all, you are not me, and the day when the Endless Family comes to an end has not yet come."

Mother Ye was not angry even after being contradicted by Death. She grabbed a piece of soap on the shore with her fat palm and began to scrub her body. Black water like ink flowed down from her body. She looked at the death knell:

"As for you, darkness is my bath, and quantum is the spark of thought, but you are not my child. If you are a foreign traveler and can let my children bring you here, then you must be the best among human beings. It's really Strange existence, who conceived you into this world?"

"Hello, madam, it doesn't matter how I came to this universe." Su Ming took a few steps forward and came to the edge of the pool. He squatted next to the cat, took out a cigarette and lit it. Above: "What's important is that we need your help now to stop Prolaya."

"I know why you're here, kids."

The blue mother night put down the soap and held the black water in her hands to rinse her body. Her waist was several times larger than her bust, so the bathing scene looked a bit greasy:

"But Prolaya is my sister. What she wants is what I hope to see. Why should I oppose her?"

There was some curiosity on her face, as if she wanted to know how Deathstroke planned to convince herself.

"She came to see you, right?"

After taking a puff of the cigarette, he slowly exhaled the smoke. A plant like a peacock's tail feathers came over and swept away the drifting smell. Su Ming did not answer her in a hurry, but asked about the traces of the enemy.

"Yes, she has been here, maybe not long ago, maybe a long time ago. You know, time has no meaning to me." The fat woman smiled slightly. She had no need to hide it for her sisters, and she admitted this conjecture very frankly. .

"She wants to push all things to return to nothingness, while you want to wait for all things to return to nothingness. Isn't this difference in attitude just a different concept of time?"

Deathstroke pointed out the difference between the two. He felt that the stars in the sky were watching him, but he did not expect to convince Mother Night so easily. He just raised an index finger:

"Anyway, I, the Supreme Mage Deathstroke, am not here to participate in the debate, but to negotiate terms. As for whether you want to help me, it's not too late to decide after listening to the terms I gave."