Ahero looked down at the merman facing south, and asked, "What happened to him?"
Suo Laimu turned his eyes away, he didn't seem to pay attention to the several feet high water wall, and followed the merman to turn to the south.
After a while, he said: "It seems that the real change is in the south. I'm afraid we've just been swept away."
After finishing speaking, Suo Laimu bent down, patted the merman's head lightly, and sighed: "Look at him, the scales on his body disappeared when he turned into a human being, and even his hair is not thick. It's not like he doesn't know It’s cold, and I usually like to go to the fire, the sea is the same as the shore, it gets colder as you go north, he must have come from the warm south.”
Ahero asked: "Then how did he get the injury on his back?"
Suo Laimu said: "The earthquake hit the bottom of the sea, and the waves were raised so high. It is said that the sharks live on the reefs in the sea, and they should be smashed by the rocks."
Ahero asked curiously, "Why do you know so much?"
Suo Laimu turned his head and glanced at her, and after a moment of silence, he said softly: "Because I have traveled to the mainland, went to many places that no one else has been to, and even went to sea, and was blessed by the gods, so I was lucky enough not to die until now. Know more naturally."
"Oh," Ahero remembered, "yes, you are an old dead guest. They call you the Messenger of the Gods. Even I have heard of you."
She looked at Suo Laimu, sighed, and said with a very natural and enthusiastic attitude: "It's a pity that you are not our winged tribe. Orcs run rampant on the mainland, and sometimes they are surprisingly short-sighted. They always look down on their own sub-beasts. Woman, it seems that if a person cannot transform into a beast, he has no other use. If a person like you can go to our extreme north one day, he will definitely be honored infinitely."
Aheluo is ruthless and can speak, and after a few days of getting along, she likes Suolaimu very much, and even has a little intention of abducting him from Huayi this winter.
Solaimu is so smart, he naturally understood what she meant, but he didn't point it out, but still said respectfully: "Chief Youyou, you know why I don't just be a carpenter honestly in the tribe where I was born. Are you asking for trouble to live this kind of life and death, asking for trouble?"
Ahero narrowed her eyes at him.
Suo Laimying said in a strange tone as if following the rhythm of the merman's singing: "Because I want to know too many things. I want to know why everything is born and why everything dies. I want to know What is death, and will it be as if the lights go out and there is no sound after death. I want to know if there is an end to the sky, is there an end to the earth, what is the end of the sky and the earth, and whether all the gods who disappeared are buried there I want to know the meaning of God's existence, the meaning of human existence, why a flower blooms and withers in a blink of an eye, why the seasons have reincarnation, the sun and the moon rise and fall... I don't care whether others respect me, Queen—because ah, I am a madman."
After the lunatic finished speaking, he knelt down with the merman, took his high hat off his head, put it in front of him, and bowed devoutly to the god who didn't know which corner existed in the wall of water facing the mountains and tsunami.
After living in the cave for a long time, the pheasant feather on Suo Lai's wood became bald and stood on his head, making him look more lonely, but at this time, no one would laugh at him.
Hua Yi sat silently on the side, thinking about what Suo Laimu said just now, and heard a little bit of unwilling grief from it. He thought, the ambition of a mortal, Suo Laimu, is really astonishing. He is unwilling to spend his whole life in a daze, and always wants to have a pair of see-through eyes to penetrate the sky.
Then he looked up at Chang'an not far away. Hua Yi used to think that A Ye was right, Chang An's heart was made of stone. That young man seemed to be like that all along, he still went his own way even after the world was turned upside down, he never swayed, and he never hesitated, he only had the simplest rules in his heart, he walked along, he didn't care about his head and blood, he didn't know what was good, and he didn't know what was bad .
But just a few days ago, Hua Yi discovered that they were all wrong.
For a moment, Hua Yi felt that he had touched something in Chang An's heart through his eyes, and was scalded by the hot flesh inside.
Chang'an was unwavering, it was just because those things that made people panic all day long couldn't defeat him, so he treated him like nothing.
Hua Yi recalled his father's evaluation of him when he was young, saying that he was a sheep with minions. These years Hua Yi has always been dissatisfied, because he has killed so many powerful people and accomplished so many tasks that others can't imagine, but that day in the stone hut on the top of the mountain, Hua Yi finally admitted that he is still a coward.
More than ten years ago, the mother-in-law and the weak-hearted boy never left. Instead, he lived in his heart for a long time in the most secret corner.
The movement in the sea was as Suo Laimu expected—they were just swept away, which was a false alarm with a huge momentum.
In the next month, the orcs and winged orcs who lived in the cave repeated such days—seeing the fire as a warning, climbing to the top of the mountain, watching the sea churning condescendingly for a while, and then returning to the cave. What Mu said was "swept away" is still the case. In the south, the high mountains should become flat land, and the seabed should become high mountains.
However, after the sea calmed down, the days that followed were really difficult.
After counting, it is obvious that spring is almost here, but the weather is getting colder and colder, and it is becoming more and more difficult to leave the cave. Hua Yi restrained Chang'an's feet and strictly ordered him not to follow out of the cave. Only the strongest The orcs turned into beasts before they dared to leave the cave against the wind and snow—they had only one task, to collect as much food as possible.
Two months later, they entered the first summer in their lives accompanied by the howling northwest wind. The entrance of the cave was sealed tightly with several layers of animal skins, and people stopped going out because of the sea near the land. All were frozen.
No one had ever heard of sea water freezing, but this happened.
It was really too cold, Luo Tong failed to survive this extremely cold and long winter at first, after a few days of drowsiness, he suddenly woke up, grabbed Qing Liang's hand and refused to let him go, chattering with Qing Liang He talked a lot, until Qingliang fell asleep curled up next to him.
When Qingliang woke up the next day, he found that his father was already stiff.
Before many people had time to wake up, Qing Liang suddenly burst into tears. He was like a little animal that had lost its parents, unable to cry in the severe cold, but just howling mournfully with its neck stuck in its hesitation.
The two brothers Lu Quan and Shan Xi helped carry Luo Tong's body out, and Qing Liang followed along, howling as he walked. But Xibei Feng couldn't understand the pain of his father's loss, he almost choked him when he opened his mouth, Qing Liang coughed and blushed.
When the orcs buried Luo Tong as quickly as possible and walked back tremblingly, Qing Liang still stood there relentlessly and refused to leave.
Although Lu Quan spoke in a muffled voice, he was warm-hearted. His enthusiasm was reflected in walking over, rounding his arms and slapping Qing Liang, forcibly picking him up, and throwing him on his shoulder like a sack. It was dragged all the way back, so that the kid who had grown into an adult didn't freeze to death outside.
Qing Liang's face was swollen to the height of two faces, and he didn't even have the strength to cry. He just opened his mouth and was dumbfounded. No one paid attention to him, so he sat in a corner by himself, motionless. Going out for a circle, the few tears that flowed out froze on his face, looking miserable and a little scary.
Seeing this, Ahero sighed, "Ouch."
She looked at Qingliang, and then suddenly glanced worriedly at the little daughter who was leaning obediently beside her - she was only so young, she spoke like a kitten, and was so delicate that others would frighten her if they got angry, ah Luo became worried, she didn't expect that she could outlive her daughter, but if she died, what would this little guy do in the future
Lu Da pulled out another scimitar from nowhere, walked up to Qing Liang, and threw the knife on the ground.
With a sound of "choking", Qing Liang finally moved his eyes, and looked up at this little enemy who always bullied him.
Lu Da was not good at talking, so he turned his head to look at Chang An, but when he saw Chang An, he remembered that his teacher was even worse at speaking than himself, so he had to stand for a while, and finally came up with a few words , and said to Qingliang: "Waste...Qingliang, your father is dead, and my father is also dead, but I still have to live, and you have to live in the future."
This sentence made Qing Liang's dull eyes fog up.
"Otherwise, what should we do?" Luda said bluntly, "There is no way—do you want to learn? I can teach you some simple ones."
What he said was so true that there was not even a single extra word. Qingliang sat on the ground, raised his head and looked at him for a moment, then wiped his eyes vigorously, picked up the scimitar, and followed Lu Da.
Hua Yi watched coldly, and said to Chang'an: "You have taught a good boy. Anyway, you have removed his shackles, and he will no longer be a slave. If he can be successful, I will give him the dignity of a warrior."
Chang An shifted his gaze to him and asked, "When will winter end?"
"Soon." Hua Yi smiled at him, softening from the corners of his eyes to the tip of his brows, "When the first grass sprouts, we will build a new tribe here, what do you think?"
Chang An naturally had no objection to this, and nodded.
Hua Yi took his hand, rubbed it lightly, then held it in the palm of his hand, facing Kazuo's weird gaze, doing it like one's heart's content.
A year later, when the dried meat, dried fish, shellfish, and even the bark and dead wood were all eaten clean by people, there is no end to the road, and the ice on the sea finally melted, turning into pieces of ice floes, gradually The land was carried away by the waves. Thereafter, although still scarce, people regained their food source.
One year and three months later, the first grass Hua Yi mentioned sprouted from the unmelted snow.
Winter is finally over.