Embers Ad Infinitum

Chapter 47: Sent to nature

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The roar has not subsided, and similar roars sounded in different parts of the big swamp, one after another, echoing endlessly.

Du Heng listened for a while, and the smile that always hung on his face disappeared unconsciously.

When the night in the black marsh wilderness became quiet again, the middle-aged man who claimed to be an antiquarian and a historical researcher turned his head to Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and others and said:

"The situation over there is a little more troublesome than I expected.

"Looks like I'll have to travel all night."

While speaking, he stood up.

"Be careful." Jiang Baimian said politely without holding back.

Du Heng laughed and did not respond directly. Before saying goodbye, he said casually:

"Little girl, your name always reminds me of the past. At that time, there were many cotton fields near my hometown, and every time this season, or later, I could see countless little clouds falling to the ground. That scene so gorgeous."

Jiang Baimian stood up and smiled slightly:

"My father is a biologist who studies cotton improvement, and the month I was born happened to be the cotton harvest season, so he gave me that name."

Having said that, she protested with a smile:

"Although you are indeed older than us, you shouldn't use the title 'little girl' yet."

Du Heng laughed:

"I'm much older than I look, and bigger than you think."

He didn't delay any longer, and waved his hand with a smile:

"I wish to see you again."

"I hope to see you again." Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and others responded politely.

Du Heng waved his hand again, turned his body, bypassed the dirt bag, and walked to the north step by step in the dark wilderness where the sun had set and the moon had not yet risen.

"Ms. Galoran, what about you? Are you going to the north of Yuelu Station too?" Jiang Baimian sat down again and looked at the blond Taoist opposite.

Galoran smiled and replied:

"Don't call me ma'am. There are no men or women on the way to the 'Tao'.

"If you want to show respect, I don't mind, you can call me the Taoist priest.

"Of course, it doesn't matter if you want to call me Xiao Luo, Xiao Lan, and Xiao Jia. This is nothing more than asking for different scenery on the road. There is no distinction between high and low."

"It's pretty, pretty, down to earth." Jiang Baimian thought about it for a long time, and finally came up with an appropriate adjective, "It can be seen that you have learned the gray soil language quite well."

"It's not my will." Galolan's answer was completely beyond the expectations of Bai Chen and others.

She then explained with a constant smile:

"The classics about 'Dao' are all written in grey clay. If it is translated into Honghe language, it will lose its charm and cannot be described accurately."

After she finished speaking, she threw the rabbit bone she had eaten on the ground, put two oily fingers in her mouth, sucked it a few times, and then wiped it on her clothes indifferently.

Such a casual behavior, combined with her beautiful but somewhat noble temperament, made Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and others a little dumbfounded.

Galolan took out a water bag and took two sips. Seeing the people across from him staring at him, he chuckled softly and said:

"Sometimes, we can't even tell the truth from the fake, and we can't even guarantee the most basic survival. What do we care about these irrelevant details? It's better to do what we want and leave it to nature."

Having said that, her eyes turned to the jumping bonfire, and she said with an indescribable smile:

"Like the nobles in the 'First City' Senate, they were all homeless people struggling to survive in the wilderness decades ago. When there was no clean water source, they even had to drink the urine of their companions, but now they have to pay attention to etiquette. Talk about superiority and inferiority, and talk about all kinds of red tape that actually have no meaning.

"Hehe, when there are low-level citizens in the city who starve to death, they stipulate that one dish and one tableware are required for banquets."

Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong, and Bai Chen have never been to the "First City", but they have only heard some rumors, so they really can't answer this topic.

Jiang Baimian nodded thoughtfully:

"Looks like you're from 'First City'."

Galolan, the blond and blue-eyed Taoist priest, smiled, but did not answer affirmatively or deny it.

Shang Jianyao saw the scene was a little quiet for a while, so he changed the topic:

"Master Galolan, what is a Taoist priest?"

Galoran thought about it seriously:

"It's really hard to explain...

"Haven't you met a monk? You can think of a Taoist monk as another kind of monk, belonging to another religion, and believing in monks of different ages."

Hearing the word "Zhi Sui", Jiang Baimian, Long Yuehong and others all felt blue veins jump on their foreheads.

Shang Jianyao took the initiative to ask:

"I don't know which Zhi Sui you believe in?"

Galoran's expression became serious:

"Zhuang Sheng."

"…" All the members of the "Old Tune Group" are a little bit hard to say.

—After getting rid of the Pure Dharma, Long Yuehong and Shang Jianyao shared the information told by the mechanical monk who did not lie to Jiang Baimian and Bai Chen.

Among these information, the most important one is:

The monks believe that this world is just a dream of the Buddha in the past, "the world is free", so it is full of all kinds of pain, and "the world is free" represents the year of the year and the leap month. No name other than that.

That name is:

"Zhuang Sheng"!

Galolan took in the slightly abnormal reactions of several people, but did not ask any questions.

After a few seconds, Jiang Baimian asked tentatively:

"You joined the current sect in the 'First City'?"

Galoran nodded:

"Yes, the Eternal Years Sect."

A smile gradually appeared on her face:

"At that time, my mother had just passed away, and I was not getting along well with the rest of the family..."

Suddenly, Shang Jianyao interrupted the Taoist priest's memory:

"Why did you not only not feel sad when you mentioned your mother's passing, but laughed instead?"

Galolan laughed and said in a succinct gray language:

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are the natural laws of this world. Just like spring, summer, autumn and winter, there will always be alternations and reincarnations. Although my mother died, she still sleeps peacefully between heaven and earth, and is still a part of nature. Maybe one day, she will be born again. It will start anew in another form, as if winter had ended and spring had come.

"Now that you understand this, why are you crying in grief

"With this energy, it's better to miss it more."

Shang Jianyao wanted to refute, but couldn't find the loophole in the other party's theory, so he could only shut his mouth sullenly.

Vaguely, he even felt that what Galoran had said made sense, but it was too extreme.

Galolan was about to continue the previous topic when a desolate roar sounded from the north of Yuelu Station:

"Ow!"

This time, the roar became more high-pitched and rough, and there was an obvious change.

Galolan turned his head sideways after listening, and smiled slightly:

"Looks like I have to go there too."

She stood up slowly, hugged her right hand with her left hand, and gave a salute:

"There is no one else, and a new world is at hand."

Then, she patted the robe and walked to the north.

"Zhiren is another name for Zhisui..." Watching the Taoist priest Galoran go away, Shang Jianyao briefly explained.

Jiang Baimian had already stood up and looked at the direction where Galolan and Du Heng were leaving. Suddenly, she laughed:

"Really, why didn't they prepare a car and have to walk

"With their abilities, this shouldn't be too difficult..."

Dare to trek in the wilderness shrouded in darkness, who would have no point of support

And there is no need for such people to deliberately delay, waiting for the first batch of relic hunters to trigger most of the dangers.

"Maybe it happened suddenly." Bai Chen judged from his own point of view.

"It may be to maintain his image." Shang Jianyao said from a direction that normal people would not think about.

"...I don't know what you're saying makes sense." Jiang Baimian almost laughed, "I'm referring to the historical researcher named Du Heng. As for Galoran, she said it herself, if you want to see all the scenery on the journey, it's natural Walking is better.”

Before the team members could speak, Jiang Baimian pretended to be serious and said:

"What puzzles me the most is another question."

"What?" Long Yuehong, who was in charge of guarding the surrounding area, asked nervously.

The smile on Jiang Baimian's face could no longer be hidden:

"Shang Jianyao, why didn't you participate in the 'big chorus' like before?"

She was referring to the first time she heard the anomaly in the depths of the swamp, Shang Jianyao roared along.

Shang Jianyao glanced at the team leader and said seriously:

"You are so naive."

"..." When Bai Chen and Long Yuehong almost laughed, Jiang Baimian was speechless and could only touch his ears and said, "Hey, what are you talking about? Really, can't you be louder? Forget it, eat and eat."

After taking the lead in nibbling on the compressed biscuits and energy bars, and replenishing the water bladder, Jiang Baimian reminded:

"Be a little more careful tonight.

"You also heard the movement just now."

When Bai Chen, Shang Jianyao, and Long Yuehong all responded, Jiang Baimian turned and said with a smile:

"However, you should rest well when you are resting, and you have to continue running tomorrow.

"Also, it's time to start training your ability to find food, which is not just about hunting and searching, but also distinguishing which leaves and roots can be eaten, which parts of mutated animals can be used in emergency situations, and how long after eating something must be injected. Genetic medicine, which soil can be temporarily used as food, do it once or twice... Don't think that the previous few days were an adventure on the gray soil, when the food is still sufficient, this can only be called an armed parade!"

This made Long Yuehong dread for a while, but Shang Jianyao was eager to try it.

Jiang Baimian thought for a while and added:

"Also, don't be fooled by those strange religious theories. Although this can indeed provide some spiritual comfort, in an environment like dust, it is actually escaping from reality, and there are great hidden dangers."

Long Yuehong nodded and asked curiously:

"Team leader, are there many such strange religions?"

This is something that is rarely mentioned in the textbook "Panga Biology".

"Very many, when people are in pain and despair, it's easy to turn to religion." Jiang Baimian snorted, "As far as I know, in the main city of 'First City', there are underground religions that can cause a lot of harm. It may not be possible to count on both hands."

After the reminder, Jiang Baimian took over the task of Long Yuehong, patrolled around, and ordered the team members to review all the encounters today.

They didn't encounter any accidents that night. Not long after dawn, the jeep started heading north.

Seeing that the destination was not far away, Jiang Baimian, who was in the co-pilot position, began to introduce the team members:

"The residents of Black Rat Town are, in fact, a group of subhumans."