Chapter 1012: Fairies and violins

In the summer of the fifth year of the year, in the evening of one day, Joan accompanied his grandfather to walk by the pond, and he occasionally heard the rumbling music.
Out of curiosity, he followed the piano sounds into the depths of the grass, and finally on a rush growing on the poolside, he saw a goblin resembling a firefly, playing his violin for fun, and his tail flickered. Fluorescent, like beating the beat for your performance.
The young Joan was stunned by the wonder of that scene. After a long time, he recovered and subconsciously called Grandpa to see.
As soon as she didn't want to scream, she caused the little goblin to be alert, immediately put away the instrument, fluttered its wings and flew away, just like a firefly away, disappearing in the depths of the reed pond.
After my grandfather arrived, he listened to Joan's description and told him that it was a Gree, a very rare goblin.
Joan remembered the name. After a long time, he always ran to the pond on a sunny summer night, and ran excitedly when he saw the glittering things, hoping to see Grizzly again.
However, the result always disappointed him, it was just ordinary fireflies.
In the next ten years, he has never seen a goblin again.
As the years passed and his memories gradually blurred, he even wondered if he had actually seen Greegen. The adventure on that summer night may be just a beautiful illusion, and mistakenly regarded ordinary fireflies as "great spirits" that my grandfather said. .
Seeing Greegen again ten years apart, Joanne finally convinced that the adventure of childhood and summer night was not an illusion, but also a small heart.
However, thinking of the old man who was walking with him by the pond in his hometown was no longer alive. Ten years of time was like a dream. The melodious piano sound echoed in his ears made him unable to resist the urge to cry.
Joan took a deep breath, forcing his inner emotions to calm down.
Looking up at the Mushroom Building, I discovered that the mushroom children were also attracted by the sound of the piano. They crawled out of the mushroom hole one after another, grabbed a mycelium near the hole, and slid down. There were clever ghosts that landed safely, and there were also crackers. The stupid child who fell down on his stomach, the little fat body covered with mud.
Fortunately, the soil at the root of the mushroom is very soft, and it is also covered with a layer of cotton-like fluffy moss so as not to break.
After the landing, the mushroom child climbed up and down, shaking off the dust on his body, taking a childish footstep, and ran to Holden, looking up at him, holding hands together, forming a circle, dancing with the sound of the piano.
The scene in front of him reminded Joan of the hallucinations he had sensed from the tentacles through "synesthesia", and the similar hallucinations that occurred when Holden was poisoned.
The weird scene in the illusion coincides with the real joyous scene in front of Joan's mind...
He couldn't help raising the question, why does the mushroom man's "psychedelic spores" cause poisoners to have a specific hallucination, mostly a group of mushroom villains holding hands and dancing in circles?
If this is not a coincidence, Joan has reason to make a bold guess:
Mushroom's "psychogenic spores" are not psychedelic drugs in the usual sense like "illusion", which encourages users to randomly produce absurd hallucinations, but uses spores as a medium to group a specific group of mushrooms. The childhood impressions that are universally missed are implanted in the minds of the users and replayed repeatedly.
This is not so much "illusion", it is actually more like forcing the users to share the memory of the childhood.
If you look at this problem from the perspective of a mushroom, through the hallucinogenic spores, you can convey the best childhood memory in your heart to strangers, maybe you are releasing goodwill, hoping that the other party can recover from the situation of singing and dancing of the mushroom children Pure innocence, aside from hostility and prejudice, live in harmony with the mushroom people.
It is a pity that the sorrow and joy between human beings are still incommunicable, and the exchange of cross-species is more difficult to reach an understanding.
The beautiful memory fragments conveyed by Mushrooms through hallucinogenic spores are too strange and terrifying for species other than Mushrooms. They seem to be caught in an inexplicable nightmare and unable to extricate themselves. The final effect is similar to that of poisoning.
Of course, these are just Joan's guesses, and it is necessary to conduct in-depth research on the Mushman family to verify whether the guesses are true.
At this time, Holden ended the violin performance. In the surrounding "Mushroom Building", the spontaneous Gregorians also pulled out the last note, put down the violin, and applauded the poet's wonderful performance.
Holden put away his violin, and found that a group of small mushrooms were trying to climb up along their trousers, so they took off these over-enthusiastic fans and put them back on the ground.
"Okay, okay, boys, tonight's show is over, it's time to go to bed."
Mushroom kids and goblins were crazy, so they ignored his advice and flew cheerfully around, chasing around.
Joan, they didn’t dare to move in their place, lest they accidentally stepped on the mushroom kid, or grizzly crawling around their feet like a spider, but they were very helpless.
At this moment, the silent spore monitor suddenly opened its big mouth and spewed out a large cloud of silver spores.
The silver cloud quickly spread out and shrouded Joan and the other naughty ghosts.
The old and majestic voice of Bacteria King echoed in everyone's mind at the same time.
"Trick or treat guys! Go back to your hole right away and don't allow me to disturb my VIPs!"
There was a tidal sigh all around. Although the mushroom children and goblins were very reluctant, they obediently obeyed the king's instructions, flew back to the nest, or crawled back to their mushroom hole along the mycelium.
The mushroom circle that was still full of joy and laughter became very silent.
Joan and his party turned around to face the spore monitor lizard, expecting the king of bacteria to show up.
Just under their eyes, the spore monitor lizard slowly opened his big mouth, a small figure, standing in the lower teeth of the monitor lizard, nodded and smiled at them.
The four people stepped forward a few steps in order to see what the man looked like.
The creature in the mouth of the monitor lizard is only one foot tall. It looks like a young child with a mushroom, but it has an old face. The cap on the head resembles a gray hat, and a wooden stick is held in the right hand. The left hand gently strokes the jaw. A wisp of white beard-like mycelium is a bit of a fairy style bone.
Joan, Hailar, and Zion's sister were surprised and surprised.
No one expected that the mysterious king of bacteria had been hiding in the air of the spore monitor lizard. No wonder he could erupt psychic spores at any time and telepathize with them.
After marveling at the bacteria king's scheming, everyone could not help laughing in unison.
The image of the King of Bacteria greatly exceeded their expectations. Instead of the mighty and domineering expectation, the king's style was like a petty and treacherous old man.
The contrast between image and identity is so strong that it makes people laugh.
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