In the middle of the night, Liard, Qianrou and their party finally returned to the tribe, after a long day of running, everyone was very tired, but Liard's inner twists and turns made it impossible to sleep.

After entering the tent, Lird lay down on his bed and closed his eyes tiredly, but his brow was tightly crumpled into a knot.

After a while, Jim walked into the account, covered in servant dust. Edward glanced at him, then closed his eyes.

Lird sat up straight, and Jim waved his hand to signal that Lird didn't have to make much of a move.

Then Jim said, "How's it going today?"

Lird sighed lightly, and he didn't explain much to Jim, but simply said, "It's a little difficult. ”

Jim's face changed with a short sentence, and he understood the underlying meaning of the sentence, and the two fell silent.

After a long time, Jim said to Lird, "Rest well." ”

Then he turned to leave the tent and looked at Jim's departing back, Lird was like a fish in his throat, and he wanted to say something to Jim, but in the end he couldn't say it.

When Jim left, Edward's voice rang out, "It seems better to be San Francisco now, isn't it?"

Lird was silent for a moment, then said, "It's complicated. ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Edward's mouth, and then said, "It's predictable, but no matter how complicated it is, I won't be sad about the current situation." ”

As an "outsider", Edward can see the situation in front of him, and the harsh reality is indeed worrying.

Lird didn't want to say anything more, he just closed his eyes again and said, "Sleep." ”

Edward smiled, and then said, "Young Master, whatever you want to do is your freedom, but you should never forget not to get too deep into the matter, otherwise it will be difficult for you to quit." ”

Lird did not answer Edward, but was already silently pouring out in his heart: I have no way back.

...

That night Lird had a long dream.

In his dream, he felt as if he had returned to his homeland in Poland, to that familiar village, where he saw many familiar faces again.

There was Father Scar, there was Grandmother Marg, and even the deceased playmates, and unlike his real-life childhood, his father was among them, as if he had never been absent from Lird's childhood.

In the dream, there is no war, no gunsmoke, and no troubles, everything is beautiful, peaceful and pleasant.

Lird's daily life is immersed in the breeze of the countryside, or indulged in the sea of books in the attic, and Lird still has that dream of sailing, hoping to explore and explore the unknown world like Magellan and Columbus.

In the dream, everyone supported Lird's dream, Grandmother Margot would send steaming wheat bread into the attic, and her palm would touch the top of his head to give him infinite comfort and encouragement, and his father would bring him new books every day, which made Lird feel that his heart was filled with endless happiness.

In this way, I don't know how long he spent in this happy environment, Lird finally finished his studies, and he was about to go on a real voyage to practice.

Lird packed a heavy bag for himself, and then walked to the entrance of the village, where the icy water splashed in his face, and the raging sea was in front of him.

Looking at the sea with its chaotic waves, Lird felt an inexplicable fear in his heart, and he turned his head to find everyone, including his grandmother and father, standing behind him, smiling at him, with a look of love and encouragement.

Although they didn't say anything, their eyes showed great support for Lird.

Looking at these people closest to him, Liard's heart was filled with great courage, and the fear in his heart was expelled and the flame of ideals was rekindled.

At this moment, a small boat drifted gently from the distant waves, empty of it, but as if it possessed some kind of spirituality, and finally heard Liald's side.

Lird waved goodbye to the crowd vigorously, while the others waved vigorously.

Subsequently, Lird boarded the boat.

The boat was bobbing on the rough waves, and it was dangerous to tremble. Lird constantly controlled the rudder and tried to keep the balance of the boat, and after a period of operation and driving, Lird finally got used to the mastery of the boat, and the boat was finally able to move smoothly.

In his joy, Lird turned his head to greet the crowd. However, when he turned back, he was shocked to find that the entire village had been swallowed up by the waves.

All were also mercilessly swallowed by the waves.

Leard's madness howled at this, and he desperately rowed the boat in the direction of the village, trying to save the people, but the boat backfired, and no matter how hard Lird tried, it went in the opposite direction of the village, and finally the distance between the two became farther and farther away.

Lird watched as the village finally turned into a sea of Hugo, and everything he remembered was finally swallowed up by the cold waves.

...

"Ahh His panicked eyes widened, but Lird intuitively felt that it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything.

After a long time, Lird finally got used to the environment before him, and then he found that the sky was already bright, and the account was full of light.

Edward was not in the tent, Lird was alone in the whole tent, and Lird let out a long breath, and then found that his body was covered with sweat, and the sweat had already soaked through his clothes.

Lird swallowed a mouthful of spit, and at this time he realized that his throat was very dry and hoarse, and he wanted to drink water, but when he found that the water cup was not beside him, Lird only smiled bitterly, and then lay down on the bed again. Although his throat was parching and thirsty, Lird didn't want to move at all.

At this time, Lird's mind resurfaced the dream just now, although everything was a false dream in his mind, but the incomparable reality gave Lird an infinite impact, which even made Lird feel that it was the most real existence.

Is everything real? Obviously not, everything is undoubtedly false.

But can it really be said that everything is illusory?

All the people in the dream left Lird as if they had finally died, and they were undoubtedly Lird's staunchest supporters, and now they were completely "more than enough".

In reality, Lird is like himself in his dreams, although he survived, but there were many dangers around him, he carefully steered the small boat, sailing in the endless sea, and if he was not careful, he would be sunk by the waves, and finally die in it.

"Is that really the case?" muttered Lird, not knowing how he was going to deal with this, and in reality he couldn't even swim in the direction of the village, he could only rush into the depths of the sea.

At this time, the door of the tent was pushed open, and Edward walked in unhurriedly, and when he saw Lird on the bed, he smiled and said, "It's not too early to wake up, and I wanted to ask you to go to breakfast with me in the morning, but I saw that you slept too soundly, so I finally gave up." ”

Lird smiled bitterly and said, "Maybe you should wake me up, your intolerance didn't let me enjoy sleep, it just plunged me into a deeper nightmare." ”

Edward laughed when he heard this, "Is that my fault?"

After that, he sat down and said, "Since it's a nightmare, I'll tell you about it." ”

Lird licked his parched lips and was silent for a moment before saying, "It's not exactly a nightmare, most of the dreams are very happy. It's just that in the end... Everybody's dead..."

Edward shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's a pity, but the core of tragedy is also based on comedy, how happy and happy in the front is, then how unfortunate and sad in the end." Anyway, everyone is dead?"

Lird shook his head and said, "I'm still alive." ”

Edward laughed when he heard this, and said, "That's not bad. After a pause, Edward said: "But it is impossible to determine whether it is fortunate or unfortunate, you must know that sometimes death is not necessarily unfortunate, it is more of a relief." And being alive is not necessarily lucky, maybe it has to face more pain. ”

Lird said: "Your statement is full of dialectical air. ”

Edward said, "Yes, I don't have any dialectics, I'm just talking about my exclamation." ”

"You know, although Patton died in the war many years ago, his age is forever fixed in that moment, but he also finally said goodbye to all the hardships in this world, although I survived, but I also experienced a lot in the years that followed. Including now, and even in the future. Who knows how I'll end up dying in the world, lucky or worse. ”

After that, Edward snorted playfully and said: "I don't want to think about this, it's because there is wine today and I am drunk today, don't worry too much about things in the future, otherwise the question of whether the sky will fall will plague people's lives." Although Napoleon had a tragic end, he at least had a brilliant life, and it was enough for life to be like this. ”

Lird slowly savored Edward's words, and then he laughed, "You speak like a wise man. ”

Edward laughed, "I'm a fucking saint compared to Mussolini!" and they both laughed.

After laughing, Edward said, "By the way, I almost forgot one thing, I saw the priestess at breakfast, and she asked me to pass on a message to you, when you go to the plane wreckage to find her." ”

Lird was stunned for a moment, and then said, "When did this happen?" Edward snorted, "More than ten minutes ago? I don't remember, I don't want to think about it now, she should have gone there." ”

Hearing this, Lird hurriedly rolled up and got up from the bed, hurriedly got dressed, and hurriedly said, "You guy, you are really, you almost forgot such an important matter." ”

Edward said: "In any case, people who have nightmares should be appeased the most? By the way, you should be careful when you go out, I don't know what's going on, it's getting cold." ”

Despite Edward's reminder, Lird had already rushed to the door and walked out despite the cold wind.

...

The weather did get cold, and the mountain wind swept across Lird's face like a knife, and he remembered that he had not encountered such bad weather in such a long time.

But now he couldn't care about all this, and he walked quickly under his feet, heading towards the place that Qianrou had agreed.

Soon, Lird came to the place where the German fighter plane crashed, and only Qianrou was already standing there, staring at the wreckage in a daze.

Lird took a few quick steps at the moment, and when he reached Qianrou's side, he whispered, "Sorry, I'm late." ”

Qianrou pretended to overhead and smiled at Lierde: "It's okay, I've just arrived." ”

Lird took a deep breath and said, "That's good, that's good..."

Qian Ju said: "How did you sleep last night?"

This time Lird didn't tell the truth, but said, "Good." ”

Qianrou nodded and said, "Me too, although the sleep time is very short, but the quality is very good." Even I was a little surprised that I was able to maintain such a calm mind when such a big thing was going to happen, and even I began to admire myself. ”

Lird laughed as well, but his smile was a little bitter.

Then Qian Ju said, "What do you think about what I said yesterday?"

Lird paused, then said, "I was shocked to hear what you said, but that shock didn't last much in my mind, as if everything had been expected. ”

Then Liard's eyes also looked at the shattered German fighter, the previously burned black fuselage shell had a lot of dust on it, and some parts were covered with a layer of hoarfrost, which was originally incompatible with the surrounding scenery, and it was a bit ironic that the wreckage of the plane that was originally incompatible with the surrounding scenery finally blended in with the surrounding scenery.

Lird said: "I have thought about what you said, although it sounds bizarre and dangerous, but I am willing to try." ”

"Really?" Qianrou raised an eyebrow at Lird.

Lird cast his gaze back on Qianrou's face, his gaze unusually determined.

"I'm sure!"

The corners of Qianrou's mouth twitched upward, although the movement was subtle, but it was obvious that she was smiling, and it was also that kind of heartfelt smile.

"You're brave. ”

Qianrou only said one sentence lightly, and then the two fell into silence.

The wind was blowing, blowing the remnants of snow in the air, blowing the branches of the mountains and forests, and blowing the clothes of the two men.

After a long time, Qianrou's voice sounded: "Let's go, now I will take you to learn the secrets of the real Atlantean relics..." I can also take you to see the legendary tomb. ”

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