A retired magician raises a bucket daily

Jason seemed to be trapped in some nightmare where fantasy and reality intertwined. His face was pale, his lips were colorless, his eyes were closed and his brows were furrowed, looking very painful.

He suddenly lost the strength to support himself, leaned to the side, and hit Reed's shoulder.The magician was slightly taken aback, but he quickly realized that he stretched out his hand and lifted him from under his knees, picked him up and brought him to the bedroom.The strength of the vampire is indeed great, even though he is only a half-finished product, he can easily lift a Jason.

After setting up the people, he hurriedly searched for medicinal materials in his temporary magic workshop. He had to slow down the spreading speed of the black veins first. No one knew what would happen when they grew to the heart.

As for the clue that Cerelia told him, he couldn't find any relevant information whether it was the 'seed of resentment' or 'empathy'. Although he also contacted Weber and the people at the clock tower, he still has no clue. .

One afternoon, seven hours.

Reed used up almost all the materials at hand.Reluctantly made something that can temporarily slow down the black vein.

He took a small spoon and applied the medicine to Jason's wound little by little. The light green ointment formed a layer of off-white solid visible to the naked eye, as if a plant had been drained of its vitality, and the black veins under the skin's surface faded a little. The color becomes very light.

Reed pressed the back of his hand to Jason's forehead, but his own hand was also cold, so Reed bent down, and their foreheads were lightly pressed together, and he felt the temperature.

At least the temperature of normal people has been restored.

He let out a long breath, and the tense shoulders relaxed a little - Jason's body temperature was so low that Reid was a little scared for a while in the afternoon.

It was completely dark outside.

The curse in Jason's hand was just at the position of the upper arm, but fortunately it has stopped now. If the previous speed is compared to a percentage climbing, the current speed is about [-]% to an hour.A lot of time can be given to Reid.

Reed pressed his sore eyes, decided to make a cup of coffee first, and then began to study this ghost thing. He had been tensing his nerves at a high intensity all afternoon, and suddenly relaxed a little, and was almost exhausted by the mad rush Feeling swallowed up.

He boiled some water and brewed the espresso powder. The strong aroma of coffee cheered him up a little. There was only the slight ticking of the old-fashioned wall clock in the room.

Reed heard his own steady heartbeat, beating on his eardrum one after another. Under the thin layer of flesh and blood on his chest, a jewel was driving his lingering heart to beat slowly.

The phone in his pocket vibrated him.While stirring the coffee with creamer and half a sugar cube, Reed took out his phone and looked at it.

Constantine:

[picture]

You're welcome, you owe me one.

Reed downloaded the picture, and the attachments of the MMS were always downloaded very slowly. Reed watched the picture appear line by line, and his expression gradually changed from confusion to shock.

It was a very dark and blurry picture, like a picture taken hastily in a panic, but the words on it were barely recognizable.

Reed became nervous for no reason, he knew those characters, it was Rune.

According to legend, in order to taste the fountain of wisdom and bring wisdom back to the kingdom of the gods, Odin, the father of the gods, exchanged the wisdom of Rune with Mimir, the keeper of the spring, at the price of losing a right eye.He hung himself on the tree for nine days and nine nights, thinking about the mysteries of the universe, and when he came down from the tree, he understood the runes.

This sacred text can predict the future.Each word possesses individual power and can guard the soul of man.

However, the runes have developed from ancient times to modern times, and the pronunciation of many of the characters has disappeared. Just after a rough identification, he found at least five runes that he could not read.

It seems to have been recorded in a book I found yesterday.

Reed simply forgot the half-stirred coffee, went up to the second floor, and searched for it in the pile of books he flipped through last night.

Just when he was halfway away, he suddenly heard the roar of a motorcycle motor coming from outside the door.

He was stunned for a moment, the few houses around here are basically old grandparents, there are no young people, and the neighborhood is barely considered deserted, and it is even a rumored haunted place. Where did the motorcycle come from... .

A thought quickly flashed through Reed's mind. Before he could think about it, his body had already reacted in advance, and he walked into the room where Jason was lying.

The bed was empty and the window was wide open.The red hood is gone, the jacket is gone, the gun is gone.

Reed stood at the window and looked down, just in time for the exhaust of a car that was about to disappear.

"......" How did he climb down from the second floor without disturbing others?

However, it is impossible for Reed to let Jason run around outside alone. After all, he is very likely to be in a state of confusion now, and the night in Gotham is so chaotic——

It's not that he's afraid that Jason will be beaten, but he's afraid that he might accidentally kill someone if he doesn't do it right now.

Reed didn't even have time to change his clothes, so he gave the rune rune to Almighty El-Melloi II who was far away in England, and chased after him when he went out and drove.

Fortunately, this area is unusually quiet at night, and Jason's super-performance 10-cylinder motorcycle modified by him is so loud that it is shocking, and the vampire is not afraid of losing it with his excellent hearing.The only embarrassing thing is that his 6-cylinder Land Rover can't outrun the fully powered motorcycle, and the distance between the two of them is getting farther and farther.

When he got to a crowded place in the urban area, Reed's speed slowed down, he was forced to stop at a red light, and tapped his fingers impatiently on the steering wheel.

After being dumped for about three blocks, Jason got out of the car, and Reed could no longer rely on the sound of the motorcycle's motor to identify his position, so he had to look around a little bit nearby.

The air was so cold that he shrank his shoulders, and the thin sweater cardigan and silk pajamas couldn't resist any chill at all.

Reed couldn't help cursing aggrievedly in his heart, why is America so cold? After he came here, he just caught cold.

Fortunately, he found Jason soon.

Unfortunately, Jason had already gotten into a fight with someone else, and bullets, darts, hooks and guns flew around for a while.

Reed took a step back, and in the next second, a bat dart flew from the position he was standing in front of.

"..." He stared hesitantly at the dart he had seen countless times on the Internet.

What's even more unfortunate is that the person fighting Jason is Batman.

"This is not where you should come." A child's voice came from above.

Reed raised his head, the streetlight was a bit dazzling, the yellow cloak on the child was flapping in the wind, he squatted on top of the streetlight, looking down at him condescendingly.

Is this Robin?

What a small one, he thought inappropriately, why does Batman still employ child labor?

Behind them, Reed saw that Batman, who had thrown away his weapons, and Jason, who was wearing a red hood, had already started a hand-to-hand fight.

"I'm here to pick up our kids," Reed said, feeling that Robin didn't seem to care much about him.

"Then you're in the wrong place."

Damian frowned, wondering why the passer-by didn't walk away, couldn't he see that the situation was urgent, and turned his head to observe the battle behind him.

Although he didn't know what Todd was going crazy with today, he also wanted to fight Todd.

When he regained his attention, there was no one in front of him, only the sudden violent gust of wind passing by in front of him.

"Varied--"

Damian turned his head sharply, and the man in pajamas who was standing in front of him just now was behind him.

Reed didn't want to let this meaningless fight go on, he could see that Batman was holding back, not pulling out all he could, mostly defending, but Jason... he was hurt Some injuries, the air smells of his blood.

Reed felt that he was completely dominated by the curse, and the fire of anger burned his brain.

It won't work like this.The medicine I gave him might not work, Reed thought.

He caught Jason just in time to deliver another punch.

Batman slid back a few steps, full of vigilance against him who appeared suddenly, stared at him coldly, and said dangerously in a low, hoarse voice, "You shouldn't be here."

Are Batman and his sidekick father and son?Why do they say the same thing?

He observed the legendary dark knight through the street lamp in the distance.Wearing a solid metal helmet, only the chin and the thin lips in a straight line are exposed, the eyes are hidden under the helmet, the blue pupils are cold and clear, the body is wearing thick armor with metallic luster, it looks very heavy , as if it would take a lot of effort to make it move, and the long black cloak behind him hung on the ground, and his shadow dragged on the ground for a long time, more like a vampire than Reed.

Although Reid was wearing a gray woolen cardigan with a set of brown and white striped silk pajamas that shouldn't have appeared on the scene, he felt that his aura should not be lost.

So Reed knocked the struggling Jason unconscious with a knife, cleared his throat, and was about to speak when he noticed that the eyes of the Dark Knight in Gotham became even colder, looking at him as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Let him go."

Reed thought that Batman wanted revenge, so he carried Jason on his shoulders, took a deep breath, and said to him calmly, "I'm sorry, the child in the family ran out without taking medicine, I Take it back now, don’t bother me, and continue patrolling.”

"The...children at home?" Batman whispered these few words, his tone gradually becoming dangerous.

Reed was very fond of Batman. He carried Jason on his shoulders and said in a heavy tone, "He is in a special situation today, and there will be no next time. I hope you don't hate him in the future. He didn't mean it."

Batman aka Bruce Wayne, aka Jason Todd's titular father: "…"

Damian who just rushed over: "...?"

After speaking, Reed ran away with the people. He added three layers of speed-up buffs to himself, ran directly to the side of the car, put Jason in the back seat, and drove home.

Batman stood where he was, fists clenched, and after a moment he whispered, "Red Robin."

Another boy's slightly tired voice came from the earphones. He just put down his coffee, "What's the matter?"

Batman stared at the direction Reed left, "Check out Reed Christian."

"receive."