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The stonemason continued: "Bai Mo is afraid that he will hate you to death this time, he is a cautious person, he once embarrassed him because of his archer's brother in front of him, and as a result, the relationship between the two brothers was stiff, and the reason was completely himself, in fact, their brother's relationship is still very good, but Bai Mo does not know how to do it." ”

Gao Ling said: "Let him hate it, as long as he doesn't come nonsense anymore, I don't have the same knowledge as him." ”

The stonemason said: "I'm afraid that he is desperate to take revenge, you were not in harmony before, this matter has become an irreconcilable resentment, you have to be careful, among us Huoyue people, your ability ranks in the top three, you can't capsize in the gutter and plant it in the hands of your own people, that is the misfortune of our Huoyue people." ”

Gao Ling said: "Have you seen the life-saving benefactor I brought back?" ”

The stonemason's eyes suddenly flashed and he said, "You also believe that rumor. ”

Gao Ling said: "I asked him if he is more than two meters tall, I can't believe it or not, but it is indeed a kind of sustenance, a kind of hope, otherwise, I can't see the hope of our Huoyue people getting out of the predicament, there is no hope at all, I have been thinking about this problem these days, I think every Huoyue person in the camp is thinking about this problem." ”

The stonemason looked at the void and said: "It is rumored that a person who is more than two meters tall, but there is still a harsh condition, he is just a head, two hands, and two legs, what is different, I am afraid that it will be empty again." ”

Gao Ling said: "His skills are very good, and he has a good fight with the Demon Moon." ”

The stonemason said: "The most important thing among our Huoyue people is the fierce man and the strongman, and what is lacking is the intelligent and intelligent person, one more is not too much, and one less is not less." ”

As he spoke, the stonemason took an iron pestle and hammer and began to work, knocking a stone into a square shape and carving it.

Very common words, these words are either two, or three, or four that make up the name of a person, the name of a person who is dead and is not in the world.

Gao Ling looked at the grass extending under the slope, followed his gaze, looked at the opposite hill, and said, "Where is the road of our Fire Moon People, and where has the Fire Moon God gone?" ”

The stonemason suddenly stopped the hammer in his hand, straightened up, and said, "The road is ahead, and he is in heaven." ”

After speaking, the stonemason struck strongly, and the sound was unusually loud, which shook Gao Ling with a deafening feeling. On the way back, Gao Ling has been thinking about the words of the stonemason, the road is ahead, he is in the sky, he is puzzled, but he suddenly realized, unpredictable, ethereal, but real and beautiful.

It soon got dark, and I remember it very quickly, when the sun had set and the last rays of light had converged, most of the soldiers in the camp were busy, and some of the soldiers who had already gone to the nearby mountains returned one after another, with bundles of dead branches and freshly cut wood in their hands, and in a short time the fire was burning, and the smoke was filled with smoke, and rushed into the air.

I watched them from the camp, and walked around, and they all looked at me with amazement, and I all smiled calmly and gently, but in my heart I was extremely amazed at their dinner, a bunch of soldiers around a fire, and the food was a handful of sweet potatoes or potatoes, ready to be simmered and eaten, and it should be distributed one by one, not very large, and it was not enough for one person to eat. Yes

Iron pots were set up on several fires, and the cut pieces of fish were placed in them, but there were not many of them.

When night fell, and it was dark in the distance, and the faces of the people in the fire were red, dinner began, and I was given a large simmered sweet potato, and a bowl of fish soup and a few pieces of fish, which Gao Ling brought to me together, and his simmered sweet potatoes were obviously smaller than mine, and there was only fish soup in the bowl, and it seemed that he gave me all the fish pieces, and I was very moved, this big man was so attentive and generous, and I was really impressed, and at the same time, I felt strange that I was treated so well.

I was hungry for a long time, so I ate quickly, and when I finished eating, I looked at the rest of the camp, and I didn't expect them to eat faster, and many of the sergeants had already begun to go to the stream to wash the dishes, and Gao Ling was already looking at me with the empty bowls, as if he wanted to wait for me to go to the stream to wash the dishes with me.

The military camp here is almost the same, it is all do-it-yourself, and there is plenty of food and clothing, which reminds me very much of the military training on the earth, the situation is far less tense, but it is full of a magic of unity and momentum, and there seems to be a smell of death here.

After dinner, they sat in groups of three or five, wrestling, laughing and scolding, chasing, temporarily forgetting the enemy, forgetting the hatred of the family and the country, but the situation was as if it was a joy in the midst of suffering, and it looked unnatural.

Gao Ling did not stop at the cemetery, but walked directly through the cemetery and came to a stone forest, where there was a person knocking and beating, sweating profusely, Gao Ling walked close and said, "Do you need help?" ”

"No, it's nothing." The stonemason stopped his hammer and pestle, touched the sweat on his forehead that was about to flow into his eyes, and sat down on the big rock beside him, panting.

"If you can't eat enough and don't wear warm, how can you eat if you can't replenish your physical strength if you can't replenish it, or it's wise to save your physical strength without consuming it and not wasting it." Gao Ling seemed to talk a little more, in front of this kind-looking guy.

"So many brothers are dying like this, if I don't do something for them, I feel uneasy, restless, I heard that Bai Mo's brother died, I came here to make a tombstone for his brother, so I will feel more comfortable and calm." The stonemason first wiped his hands clean from his clothes.

He raised his head again and asked with his indifferent eyes, "I heard them say that this time you advocated taking people to hunt, but you were the only one who came back." ”

Gao Ling didn't want to answer such a question, he felt very uncomfortable, he couldn't say it, he had always been cautious and calm and composed, he had made such a mistake, he didn't know what was going on, there was no doubt that he had felt a lot of pressure and fear in the recent time, not because of a simple question like death, but for a deeper reason, it was a big question about the survival of the race, and this question made him unable to imagine the serious consequences.

The sea breeze drifted from the sea, and the strength was still strong, and after being blocked by heavy hills, it was almost weakened, maybe because of the foot of the mountain, but there was no sound anyway. In the darkness, the mountains are stacked with ink, the tiger is on the dragon plate, stretching for hundreds of miles, and it is unfathomable.

I estimated that it was about twelve o'clock, I couldn't sleep, I was thinking about a lot of things, this camp and these sergeants really didn't give me any good feelings, I had to consider the question of whether to go or stay, this question is imminent, a person's life, maybe because the first road was not taken well, the final ending ended in tragedy, I don't want my second life to be so hasty.

The quiet camp suddenly became noisy, and the sound of fine footsteps came clearly into my ears, lying on the simple wooden bed, I couldn't sleep at all, I was used to the soft bed on the earth, and someone began to shout: "They are back." ”

"They're back."

In the tent, Gao Ling and his clothes were lying down, I knew that he was not asleep, but they were all settled, not disturbing each other, the other two fierce men who were Gao Ling's deputies had already fallen asleep, and were woken up by this noise, they thought that there was an enemy attacking the camp, so they naturally touched the weapons around them, and looked nervously left and right.

"It's Moyue Baimo, they're back." Gao Ling said.

Their hearts sank at the mention of their throats, and they said, "Go out and have a look." ”

Lifting the tent, by the light of the fire that had been burning all night, I saw only three bodies on stretchers carrying three bodies covered with curtains, and there was no fourth, which Gao Ling and I did not expect.

The sergeants who returned to the camp were already resting, they were all tired enough, their faces were tired, their lips were white and black, their foreheads were sticky with cold sweat, their hair was messy, and a few of them were crooked.

Walking close to the three corpses, Gao Ling's deputy lifted the curtain to check, and found that there were no archers' bodies among them, and Gao Ling could see it clearly.

Bai Mo walked up to Gao Ling, suppressed his sadness and stared at him for a while, then at me, and said, "Gao Ling, have you witnessed my brother being killed?" ”

"No, he's under siege, and there are people chasing us." Gao Ling replied that he wished that the archers were not dead, and that it was better if they had captured them, so that there might be any hope of survival.

"Then it's possible that my brother wasn't killed, and it's very likely that he was captured." Bai Mo cried a little with joy.

"I can't rule out the possibility of this, it's just ......," Gao Jili, Gao Ling's deputy, echoed, but someone grabbed him and stopped him from continuing.

"Hmph, as long as my brother is not dead, there is still hope, I hope he can save the day." Bai Mo said very highly.