“...... I would like to ask what is going on?"

After Keke left, the two little ones were idle in the cave and knew how to eat and drink every day, and finally on the third day, the two little ones couldn't bear it.

Ermao thought about his territory, it seems that the patrol has not been completed yet, not to mention that it has been sealed so much now, and I don't know if there are any pearls left in the sea, so I said if I want to go out together and see how many places have survived?

Walked down a line along the unsealed territory, passed the mushroom forest, then walked past the pepper tree, turned left and right, I don't know how many intersections, and when Wuya began to get confused, he came to a strange stone forest.

Ermao's space here is separated by independent barriers. If you don't go there yourself, you won't be able to see what is going on here. It may be said that the sky is still clear on the side of the cave, but it is possible that there may be a heavy rainstorm in this stone forest.

Broad, what's going on with this snowy scene in front of you?

Stepping through the outer barrier of the stone forest, the first thing that caught Wu Ya's eye was a pile of stone eggs of different sizes. The largest stone egg she saw was seven or eight stories tall, and the smallest was knee-high. These stone eggs are strange. She had never seen a stone as smooth and round as a ball.

Is this a giant toy?

"This is actually Taru's home, and now they all go to sleep because it's winter. ”

There are three stone forests of different shapes here in Ermao, and this stone forest is the smallest forest in Ermao, and it is also the only forest inhabited by orcs.

Taru is the leader of a strange race of life that Ermao knows, and the only beast in their clan who can speak the lingua franca.

The Taru clan is not like a beast like Ermao, nor is it a plant beast, and it belongs to the existence of stone spirits. Their bodies were like a stone, and if Ermao hadn't heard that they had a beating stone heart, Ermao would have thought it was a big stone.

Although they speak the lingua franca, their people are not orcs, as they do not have a written language of their own. But if it is classified as a beast, it will not work. Because they have their own language, there have also been clansmen who can also use the lingua franca and the beast ** stream of the outside world.

Ermao once wondered if the Taru clan had once belonged to a certain race with writing, but she looked through the books and found no record of the orcs in a similar form to them. And there seems to be a fault in the memory of their inheritance, and now they can't even remember the names of their races. Therefore, Ermao didn't know what to call them.

And their position in Ermao's territory is also slightly awkward. You could say he's a resident, but she doesn't meet the criteria for a resident. But before Ermao came here, they already existed, and they don't know how many years they have lived here.

I don't know for some reason, but the infield doesn't seem to be very affected by them. And when the beasts of the Wa tribe and various races were cleaning up the harmful beasts that had mutated because of the blessed land, they did not clean them up. Thus Taru and his people remained in its territory as unknown orcs.

Tharu had been here, but very few beasts had seen them. If it weren't for Taru, they would wake up every spring and roll to the river to bask in the sun, Ermao always thought they were a pile of stones.

The big rocks that Uya saw now were the house where Taru had been asleep. Don't look at how heavy these stones look, but these stones are hollow, and Taru and they sleep inside those big stones.

"Is this so small?"

Looking at the knee-sized big stone egg, Wu Ya pushed it curiously, and found that she couldn't push it?

"Well, maybe there is. ”

Taru and her people also grew up in a slightly peculiar way. For so many years, Ermao has never seen fewer or more people in Taru, and has always maintained a very wonderful number. So, one day she went to him and asked him why this was happening.

Taru tells her that their people are not dead or reborn, and that their stone cores will melt when their bodies can no longer withstand the erosion of the world's source power. When their bodies were able to withstand the changes in the environment, the melted stone cores gathered again within a hundred years, and then they were resurrected. It's just that they can't remember what happened before the stone core melted.

For a while, Taru had been wondering how old he was, but when he asked his people, he didn't know at all, because they didn't know how long they had lived.

"That's weird, too! So, they're the real undead?"

"There is no real immortality in this world. "It's rare for Taru's to be like this, but she knows it's not that they're immortal, it's just that their way of living is special.

"If there is such an immortality, how can there be a reincarnation pool, and if there is immortality, how terrible it is!"

Ermao and his friends never thought that death was a terrible thing, and living aimlessly was even more terrible in their eyes.

So, while you're young now, let's make a fuss ~ hee hee ~

Now, though, she has a problem.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know. Ermao looked at this situation and was a little blind.

Not long after they walked out of the mushroom forest, they had just stepped into the boundary of the stone forest, turned over a huge stone egg, and saw the white line that divided the stone egg forest.

The goose feather snow actually floated on the north side of the stone forest, and looking at the submerged stone eggs, it seemed that the snow had not fallen for a day or two.

"I've seen localized rainfall, but isn't this localized snowfall ...... Uh, I haven't seen it. ”

Out of nowhere, the snowflakes pierced through the barrier and silently fell, cutting the stone forest into two different scenes, if it weren't for Wu Ya's own eyes, she was afraid that she would think that this weather was still in fantasy.

It's not that she hasn't seen local rainfall in summer, but she still sees it often, because her home is the hardest hit area of local rainfall in summer. In the summer, it is clear that a kilometer away from the refusal home is still exposed to the scorching sun and turns into black charcoal, but as soon as I arrive near the house, there is a heavy rainstorm.

Is she serious that her family has sent money to the rain god, otherwise this rain can be without money?

But this, the snow ...

Well, forgive her for being lonely and unheard of.