The Manyue tree, with branches and leaves like canopies, is overgrown with vines and luxuriant, exuding a faint fragrance throughout the year.
The exquisite village is like a fairy tale - Muya Village, which is built little by little with a tall Manyue tree as the center. Under the shade of trees, on tree trunks, and even among the branches and vines, traces of the development of Muya Village can be seen.
How delicate is Muya Village
Every house is a tenon-and-mortise structure without a single nail. Every tile has delicate patterns, and even the dark side of the eaves, which is invisible to the naked eye, has exquisite carvings.
There are houses on tree trunks, houses under trees, and many elaborate "lifts". In addition, the fan blades are hung upside down to make wind energy devices. Judging from these kinds of details, the Kura Kuka people have brought their craftsmanship to the extreme.
It was noon with the smoke curling up, and the residents of Muya Village were preparing their meals at home. A green graceful shadow ran down from the mountain, and the speed was like a flashing goblin in the jungle.
"Babaya, are you coming back so late today?" An old man smoking a pipe greeted with a smile. At this moment, a fat old lady in the room walked out with flour-stained hands and glared at her wife: " Babaya is going to West Pollock for the big ceremony tomorrow, what's wrong with practicing more?"
After teaching his wife, the fat aunt smiled kindly to Babaya: "Babaya, your aunt made Manyue Yeba today, can you come and try it?"
Babaya's face was a little pale, and she forced a smile to the fat aunt: "No, I'm still rushing home to pack my luggage."
The fat lady can only nod her head regretfully.
Along the way, Babaya received the kindness of countless villagers: "You are the only singer in our Muya Village, so you must give our Muya Village a boost!"
Babaya was in a panic, but in the face of friendly neighbors, she could only force a smile.
When Babaya returned home, her grandmother had already prepared her lunch, and smiled kindly at her at the dining table: "Come back? Come and eat, I made you a cheese manyue bun today, but only this time. , it is practiced for you."
Babaya was not in the mood to take care of her favorite cheese and fruit buns, and rushed to her grandma with tears in her eyes: "Grandma, I'm afraid..."
"Babaya? What's wrong?"
Babaya shivered and sobbed: "When I was practicing singing on the mountain just now, I found that there was something outside..."
Babaya suddenly stopped her voice, she found her usual favorite grandma, and asked in a clear and sparse male voice: "What did you find?"
Not long ago, Babaya thought this sound was nice. But when I heard it at this time, it was strange as if it had fallen into winter from midsummer.
Babaya raised her head stiffly, looked at her grandma, and found that the wrinkled and kind face had turned into a handsome young face... It was the young man she saw not long ago, Angel !
Babaya slumped on the ground in fright. At this moment, grandma's gentle voice came again: "Babaya? What's wrong with you? Is it too stressful?"
Babaya's eyes were in a trance, and the person in front of her changed back to her beloved grandma again.
Is it an illusion
Babaya was helped up by her grandmother, who gently photographed the dust on her clothes, tirelessly talking about the past few decades, which seemed to contain complaints and lessons, but was full of pity and pampering blame.
How could the grandma who spoke to her in this tone be fake
But Babaya was still a little worried and said tentatively, "Grandma, I was on the mountain just now..."
At this moment, before she could even finish her sentence, she heard a burst of weird laughter. She turned around and saw that her shadow actually began to pull and change, opening a treacherous and evil mouth.
Babaya backed away in fright, and finally reached the corner of the wall, drenched in cold sweat.
"Babaya? What's wrong with you today?" came the grandmother's voice.
But Babaya didn't dare to speak anymore, she knew... Those two people would not give her a chance to speak out.
at the same time.
On the hillside not far from Muya Village, two figures were hidden, looking at the lush Manyue tree from a distance.
"I didn't get stunned. I can still understand the current affairs and calm down. This little girl has a good ability to withstand pressure." Shadow's voice came over.
"With such a small physique, she dares to perform a complete trick in front of an extraordinary person. Her psychological quality is higher than you think." Angel was not mocking, but a heartfelt praise.
Although Angel was talking about Babaya with Shadow, his attention was basically on the exquisite Muya Village.
The ingenuity of the Kura Kuka people only appears in urban legends. It was not until Angel saw it with his own eyes that he realized that the book had only covered it in an understatement, but in fact, it can be called ingenious.
This group of Kura Kuka people, although small, is really not small.
"Let's go, after such a fright, she doesn't dare to do it again." Shadow greeted.
Angel said "um" and turned to leave. The toy-like miniature village was left behind.
Maybe this is a bit of a fairy tale dream. The adults broke into the Lilliputian country, and the villains bumped into the big ones. Who is the protagonist and who is the guest, probably only people who read fairy tales will know.
"The fairy tale world is really interesting."
Angel now understands a little why many wizards like to travel journals in addition to writing inheritance. Not because of idle panic, but because the world is really too interesting.
When the horizon is wider and wider, there will be more and more viewpoints. The way of thinking will not be limited. This is probably the biggest purpose of traveling far apart from seeking opportunities.
…
From Babaya's mouth, they learned the location of Sipollock.
In a world full of floating islands, West Pollock happened to be in the center, and it was also the center of all the floating islands.
Shadow came to Xipolock in order to take advantage of the great ceremony and penetrate into the inner world. Angel went to West Pollock because of the law of this witchcraft garden.
It stands to reason that as long as the power of the Law of the Witchcraft Garden is not exhausted, it will be dispersed throughout the garden, with different shades. But since they stepped into this garden, Angel did not feel any fluctuations in the law. —Or rather, he didn’t feel any abnormal power. So, are the laws consumed
Even if the power of the law of dispersal is consumed, the source of the law must exist. Because as long as the source of the law is given a little time, it will re-dissipate the power of the law, so no wizard will consume the source of the law.
The source of the law is generally in the center of the witchcraft garden.
- Coincidentally, West Pollock happens to be the center of the entire witchcraft garden.
The two have the same goal, and naturally they are on the road together.
Along the way, Shadow actively chatted with Angel, which seemed to be common and used, but Shadow wanted to inquire about the story behind Angel.
In particular, Shadow is very interested in the "extremely extravagant nightmare", and the topic always goes around here. From discussing whether Nightmare is "fantasy" or "real", to the floating teacup band. Shadow was talking to himself alone, and he said it very vigorously.
Perhaps seeing Angel's indifference, Shadow suddenly changed the subject.
"Speaking of which, you mentioned the country of giant snakes 'Axo Shengya' earlier. I heard a rumor about this place from an official wizard."
"The official wizard is also concerned about the rumors of the mortal kingdom?"
Angel, who had been silent for a long time, finally replied, and the corner of Shadow's mouth evoked a smile: "The rumors of the mortal kingdom are not necessarily only for mortals?"
"Why do I think that you are very interested in Akso Shengya?" Shadow asked.
"Perhaps." Angel answered ambiguous, making Shadow want to continue to explore and he didn't know where to start.
Shadow: "This rumor is actually recorded in many places. But most of it is vague and I don't know what it is. But the senior wizard who told me this rumor gave this rumor a real hammer—"
Shadow paused and asked, "Have you heard of Baiyuan people?"
"Baiyuan people? What is this, a humanoid race?" Angel wondered.
Shadow carefully sensed Angel's emotions and found that there were no emotional fluctuations. His expression was a little regretful. He originally thought that Angel was paying attention to Akso Shengya because of the rumored news. It appears that this is not the case.
"Not a humanoid race, they are humans. But a special and rare genus of Homo."
Animals have classes, and humans also have genus. Humans are actually human beings. There is a fundamental difference from the humanoid race.
An acquaintance of the mainstream people in the southern region, Angel is the acquaintance. But there are also other human genera in the southern region, such as the Karabit people who have a strong curiosity about life, and the lowly Asian people who live in the inner world, with a sturdy style and height generally lower than those who know people.
These are all Homo genus that Angel has heard of or seen.
However, Angel has never heard of the source of worship mentioned by Shadow.
"Baiyuan people were included in the Homo genus 20,000 years ago, with a very narrow distribution. They were first discovered in the very primitive plateau tribes. In terms of ability, wisdom and stature, the Baiyuan people are similar to Knowing people is almost the same. But the people who worship the source are very favored by the great will, and the wise among the people who worship the source can even obtain some great prophecies from the great will.”
"A person's genus is too prominent and will always be hated. Because of their abilities, the experiences of the Baiyuan and the Kura Kuka are very similar. Under the condition of being captured, consumed and studied, they were officially declared extinct 10,000 years ago. ."
"But the sorcerer who told me about the people who worshiped the source once said that just a thousand years ago, there were still very few people who worshiped the source in the kingdom of giant snakes, Akso Sanya. Lord, the news of the people who worship the source has never appeared again. Maybe it was scraped by the wizard, or it has disappeared in the long river of history with the war."
After the shadow finished speaking, he sighed a little. The extinction of a Homo genus will make people naturally begin to trace their roots and sigh with emotion. Maybe the source of mankind is the individual extinct genus Homo, who knows.
After Angel finished listening, Dodolo flashed in his mind.
In Pocrates, he had seen many corpses, and it was certain that they were all known people. Although Dodolo is from Pocrates, he has too many secrets, and he is not sure of Dodolo's identity. In addition, Angel found three tail-like protrusions at Dodolo's tail vertebra.
This may be a mutation or atavism, or, Dodolo is not actually a savvy person.
As for whether Dodolo is the source of worship in Shadow's mouth... It shouldn't be so coincidental, right