I don't know how long Lott needs to sleep. It doesn't matter how long he slept... Burris thought, I can afford to wait.

He moved the workbench to Lot's bedroom and added heavy protections around and inside the room. He doesn't know what he is guarding against, but he must be prepared. He was afraid that something would happen to Lot as soon as he woke up.

Being lethargic is nothing, those long-term memories and experiences are the most terrifying.

The Maharaja Skeleton had forgotten many things, and now they are all back. This will cause him a huge burden, and even make him completely change or fall into chaos.

Under normal circumstances, new memories will replace old ones, and only things that continue to happen and exist can be remembered continuously. The unforgettable experience may also be washed away by the years. As long as the time is long enough to reach the limit of the spirit of the living body, no memories are irreplaceable.

Even, sometimes creatures will deliberately expel painful memories and let them disappear as quickly as possible. Burris didn't know if Lott belonged to this category or belonged to natural forgetting.

Regarding the memory of long-lived races, Burris has studied three very typical cases: one is an ancient tree spirit that lives the same time as the forest, one is an old black dragon about two thousand years old, and the other is an ancient lich whose age is untestable.

The Lich was killed a long time ago, and it only exists in research materials now; the whereabouts of the old black dragon is unknown, and the last time it appeared on an island in the east; the ancient tree spirit is protected in the depths of the sea of ​​trees in the fairy kingdom, ordinary humans Or the young elf basically didn't know her existence.

The soul of the tree spirit will never wear out, the dragon will only grow continuously, and will not age (Note 1). The lich is a high-level undead creature, and neither body nor body changes. In addition to living long, these three creatures have a similarity: their memory is quite good, so that they can remember things thousands of years ago clearly.

In various research reports on them, it is inevitable to mention a problem: the longer their lives, the more difficult it is for ordinary people to understand their behavior.

For example, Gu Shuling, she can speak, but never speaks. She has been in a state of being sober but unable to recognize things. Now the elves can't communicate with them at all. In Shuhai's oldest record, she used to talk and even sing with elves.

And the old black dragon. In ancient legends, he was powerful and wise, even cunning; in the adventure diaries of the ancients hundreds of years ago, he was very violent, ambitious, and moody; some people have encountered the old black dragon in the past 100 years. Witnesses said it was neither smart nor violent, and his behavior had no logic at all and was a bit nervous. Some people suspect that these witnesses are not the same dragon, but the only one that fits the characteristics of the old black dragon.

As for the Lich, it is said that he was a very old elf before he was alive. After he was transformed into a Lich, he lived for an unknown number of years. In the years before being wiped out, the Lich was described as "long-term insanity." As a legendary spellcaster, he could not even complete spell experiments, and he often did terrifying and unreasonable things... Lich is immortal. Biology, will not be sick, will not be old and demented, his abnormality can only be caused by spiritual reasons.

They live too long and remember too many things. The years and heavy memories eat away at them a little bit. Their souls cannot repair themselves and their hearts are riddled with holes... It is too much to say that "behavior is hard to understand" You're polite, to put it more plainly, they are already crazy.

So, how long has the Skeleton Lord existed?

The book describes that he was thrown out of God's Domain by the guards of the Black Lake. Since then, he has been self-conscious... How many years ago was that? Is it so long that mortals can't estimate it?

Burris sat at the table, his mind full of worries. It's impossible to work here. He can't read any books and can't write a word.

Before long, he was so anxious that he could not sit still. He walked around in Lot's room, as if he could figure out how to deal with it.

Thinking about it this way, he didn't seem to have looked at Lot's room carefully. The first is because Lott is too fond of chatting in a small black room, and Burris subconsciously wants to avoid his bedroom; the second is because Lott’s aesthetic is so gorgeous, Burris passed by his door and glanced inside. There is a feeling of rising blood pressure, chest tightness, shortness of breath, and fundus disease.

Standing in this bedroom today, Burris did not feel too uncomfortable. Isn't it just the bed curtains covered with sequins, the golden curtains, the colorful fake swords, fake armors, fake animals, fake crystal clusters on the wall... These are not bad, just aesthetic differences.

Only happy people decorate the bedroom like this. Standing in this kind of room, no matter how ugly the furnishings are, you will only laugh and not be sad.

Burris walked to the bookshelf. The shelves are full of dangdang books, which at first glance looks like a scholar. These are all story books, including adventure legends, romantic novels, and many thriller novels. Burris didn't understand how Lott could read thriller novels. He himself was more thriller than these books.

Lott also liked reading when he was imprisoned. He would find something he likes to take back during the seven days of airing, but unfortunately, the things he brought into the swamp of the dead can't be stored for long, and there is not even a book in the smoke tower. , The throne under the keel couldn't even be covered with a blanket. Now all these furnishings and books in the bedroom were bought by Lot after living in the tower.

So he bought so many books? Has he finished reading it? Burris was shocked by the speed at which he read, which was faster than the apprentice's reading of the elementary picture book.

Burris took out a few books at random and flipped through it, and immediately understood why Lott was reading fast...These books are very straightforward, and they don't need to be read.

For example, the book he is holding now: "Mark squeezed her chin and said,'From the first time I saw you, I fell in love with you deeply!' He looked at this beautiful and unparalleled woman excitedly. , A flame of desire ignited in his eyes, so he..."

Burris "touched" and closed the book. The content that follows is too shameful and unsuitable for children and the elderly. Children tend to learn badly, and the elderly are prone to heart infarction.

But he is not a child, nor an old man, even if he reads this kind of book, there is no harm...so he took out another one.

The book is not thick, so Burris flipped through the pages. This book is about the interracial love between elves and humans. A handsome, rich and taciturn elven prince fell in love with an ordinary human girl. He aggressively took her back to the gorgeous palace in the forest. The two experienced some logic The weird misunderstanding, and finally successfully went to bed... The book is full of unrealistic fantasy, apparently written by people who have never been in contact with elves. Burris looked at the sleeping Lott, wondering why he liked this kind of thing.

Next to this book is a hardcover book with an all-black cover. It has a low-key binding and a good texture. It looks like a serious book.

When Burris opened it, he was surprised by the first sentence that came into view...This book... is simply a cult! Every page in the book is full of explicit terms, and every chapter describes two young men having sex... Yes, the protagonist in the book is no longer a beautiful girl, but two men. Burris had also heard of such subjects before, but he had always misunderstood the content of the readings, and thought it was written to demonstrate the rationality of same-sex relationships...

He quickly closed the book and replaced it with another one. The contents of these readings are similar, they are basically illusory perfect love... Thinking of this, Burris suddenly understood their advantages.

They don’t contain advanced knowledge or novel ideas. They just dream about love tirelessly. A strong, perfect, hard-to-find, never-dying love.

In the endless loneliness, what can comfort the heart more? It is definitely not pharmacy principles or astrological knowledge. Of course, thirst for knowledge can also make people not afraid of loneliness, but thirst for knowledge only belongs to those who can plan for their future.

And those who can't see the future... Maybe they want warmth, comfortable time, dreamland. They want love more.

When Burris put the book back in, there was a small rubbing sound from the bed... Maybe Lott was turning over. He was sleeping, not in shock, so of course he would turn over.

When the book was stuffed back into the gap with a "poof", a "poof" came from behind Burris, which sounded like his feet were stepping on a thick carpet...

Burris tensed all over and didn't look back immediately. He didn't understand why he didn't turn his head. This is his tower, his site, and the people behind him are also his acquaintances, and they are not petrified banshees.

The bed curtains also began to rustle, and the soft carpet made the footsteps very quiet. Burris laughed at himself quickly and ferociously in his heart, then turned back decisively.

The bone maharaja woke up. He stood by the bed, the corner of his head wrapped around the bed curtain.

Now he is back to his original form-a skull-shaped head, long demonic horns, black scales all over his body, and the scales still carry red polarized light. His original form is taller and stronger than the human form, and his thin silk home clothes have been shattered. He struggled to get rid of the entanglement of the bed curtains, half-hanging his head, the flames in his eyes facing his feet, as if in a state of confusion.

Burris stood there unchanged. He couldn't help thinking, if I saw this face clearly when I was twenty, I would have been scared away. No, I was too ill to run at that time, so I might be shocked.

He is different when he is old. When he walked into the half plane with the princess and the army of golems, there was only joy and expectation in his heart, not a trace of fear at all.

Now he is old and young, so he has mixed feelings and can't tell whether he is happy or worried. Lott woke up and changed back to his original form...Is this normal? Is it intentional? Or even he can't control it?

Lot was silent, and Burris did not speak. After the two stood silently for a long time, Burris couldn't help but wonder: Could it be... Lott was looking down at his shoes? Now his feet are relatively large, the shape is between human feet and animal claws... Is he thinking about how to wear shoes?

This thought made Burris shudder. He was afraid that Lott would change back to the demigod in ancient times, and he was afraid that he would lose the personality that he formed later due to overstimulation...

After a difficult few minutes, the Bones Maharaja finally moved. He was silent, slowly approaching the bookshelf, lowered his head, and stared at the mage condescendingly.

The author has something to say:

Note 1:

Dragons will only grow up and will not age. On the one hand, this statement comes from certain reptiles. It is said that some reptiles grow throughout their lives, but they slow down when they mature.

Another aspect is that the "true dragon" described as a magical creature with spirituality is also in various legends that the older it gets stronger, it is not like ordinary animals that become weak when they grow old. The DND3R Monster Illustrated Book also describes the real dragon, but the dragon in the dragon spear is too old to beat the young dragon... so this statement should depend on the specific setting.

Fortunately, there are not too many dragons mentioned in this article, otherwise you have to think about how they died. A friend once said, "Did the dragons all die suddenly?"