And......

At some point, a thick fog rose around, and no sunlight came in, making it a little dark, but for Wood, who has night vision, it doesn't affect his vision.

The surrounding trees sway, giving people an inexplicable sense of dead silence.

Even the small stone shrine in front of Wood had a strong air of death, filling the heavens and the earth, and the trees swayed and swayed with the death, as if they were mourning, as if they were saying goodbye to something.

People can't help but feel a heaviness and depression in their hearts.

"Are you finally here?"

An old voice came from behind Wood, and the sudden sound startled Wood, who almost turned into a vampire body, perhaps because he really had a fear of death, or because he had become stronger and his senses were blessed.

It's been a long time since Wood has come across someone like this who can come behind him silently.

Turning around, I saw an old man with a wrinkled face standing there with a smile on his face, dressed in sackcloth, but there was no sparkle in those eyes, but they were dead and gray, obviously the other party had no vision.

Wood was stunned when he saw this, he didn't expect that it would be such a person who startled him, but at the same time he also understood what the question in his words was about.

"Who are you?"

I don't know if it's an illusion, Wood noticed that the wrinkles on the old man's face seemed to have worsened a few more points, as if he was aging every minute.

"What a young voice."

The old man didn't answer Wood's words, but smiled slightly: "I didn't expect that it would be a child who was called by me." ”

Call?

Wood was stunned, a little unsure of the meaning of the old man's words.

Wrong!

Something is wrong with the way I came here.

Normally, even if he was thinking about the problem, he would definitely deviate from the direction to this extent, and at that time, he seemed to be under some kind of traction, and he unconsciously walked to the bottom of the mountain.

Then I met the wild girl by great coincidence, and came all the way here.

Once he pondered it, Wood realized...... It was as if a pair of big hands were silently controlling himself behind his back, which made Wood's face instantly gloomy.

So......

Who is this old man?

What is the father in Nora's mouth?

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just a little god here." The old man seemed to sense the evil aura emanating from Wood's body, smiled lightly and waved his hand, and walked towards the stone temple.

Wood frowned and turned his body sideways, but his nerves tensed, and he felt uneasy about what had happened since he arrived. There was nothing abnormal on the surface, but he made up his mind that if there was any change in the old man, he would kill him as soon as possible.

The old man walked very slowly, but he walked for nearly a minute from a distance of a few meters, and finally stroked the stone feeding room: "This is my shrine, sleeping god feeding hall." ”

Wood glanced at the stone feed, and the word "sleeping god" was already blurred and pouted, this world is really special about all gods!

But......

"God, I've seen a lot, but it's the first time I've seen a god like you who can manipulate me to come here, I don't think you're such a little god."

"After living for so long, it's the first time I've met a young man like Xiaoyou who doesn't trust anyone and is afraid of even an old man." The old man chuckled.

"......" The corners of Wood's mouth twitched slightly, I encourage me to be proud, you old man and birds.

"But little friend, you misunderstood!"

The old man looked up at Wood, his dead eyes as if he were looking at Wood: "It's not that I manipulated you, but you found this place yourself." ”

I found it?

Wood's eyes flashed, and a retreat had already risen in his heart, this old man was mysterious, and he felt that it was better not to deal with him.

"This is the relationship between you and me, and it is up to you to tie it up, not me." The old man suddenly spoke, causing Wood, who was about to leave, to pause and turn around with a suspicious face.

After the old man finished speaking, he looked up into the distance, his wrinkled face was full of nostalgia: "A long time ago, this was still a big mountain, and there was a village nearby. ”

"In those days, war was as common as eating, and the people of this small village were very uneasy and did not dare to sleep at night." Speaking of this, a gentle smile appeared on the old man's face.

"Then I don't know who built this small stone feed with stones, and then brought the people from the village to worship, maybe it was a psychological effect, and they did sleep more peacefully after the visit."

"So, you were born from the desire of mankind?"

Wood sneered and interrupted: "However, what does this have to do with me, if you want to tell a story, let's go to your believers, at least if the gods can't save my life, I'm an atheist." ”

This is the reality, Wood doesn't need any comfort in his heart, what is the use of God who is not good to himself?

The god of sleep didn't care when he heard this, but smiled gently: "Sure enough, you are very special." He shook his head and smiled, "I'm about to disappear." ”

"Huh?" Wood was stunned.

"As buildings have been erected around the mountain, and the villages on the mountain have moved away from this place many years ago, humans are already forgetful creatures, and for an unknown god like me, it is our fate to be forgotten and killed."

The god of sleep always looked in a certain direction, and a trace of color flashed in his dead eyes: "And there, the only human who still remembers me is dead." ”

"Huh."

The corners of Wood's mouth hooked: "From the moment of birth, isn't it already destined to be forgotten?" After living for so many years, you still don't understand the nature of human beings? ”

"yes."

The god of sleep did not refute, but nodded approvingly: "From the time when my divine power was weakened and I was trapped here and couldn't leave, I already felt it and was ready. But ......"

The Sleeping God turned his head and looked at Wood: "Half a month ago, the last believer who remembered me was dead, and at that time I also felt the feeling that existence was about to dissipate. ”

Half a month ago?

Wood's pupils shrank slightly, and a chill inexplicably rose in his heart. That's right, it's chill, because he likes to take control of the initiative, and even if it's fate that makes Wood feel uneasy.

What's more, he doesn't believe in the so-called fate at all.

"Fate is the causal relationship between people, just like an invisible silk thread connected together, this silk thread really exists." The expression on the sleeping god's face softened, as if Wood on the other side was his child.

"When God ushers in strangers, he is often able to get a magical premonition that he will choose his own way of death, and you ...... That's the way I chose. In the same way, I am the only God who can help you. ”

There was no joy on Wood's face when he heard this, because when he heard the words 'half a month ago', he had a vague guess.

This feeling as if it was destined, even if it was only good for himself and not harmful, but for Wood, who likes to take the initiative and has a hard time trusting anyone, there is absolutely no way to accept it calmly.

But......

Sure enough, death is the most terrible thing.

"Send me a flower to her grave, the flower she likes."

A touch of softness flashed on the face of the sleeping god, and he said softly: "Although I don't know who you are or how I can help you, I still hope that you don't disappear like me." ”

Between the words, the old body of the god of sleep gradually rose with a burst of golden light, and then exploded, turning into golden fireflies, and the small stone shrine was also at this moment, gradually turning into lime and drifting away.

Faintly, it seemed that he could see that the lime had condensed into a sleeping god, and those eyes full of color looked at Wood.

Wood looked at the golden fireflies around him, and a wry smile appeared on his lips.

This favor seems to be owed!

The golden fireflies seemed to be attracted and poured towards Wood's body.

At the same time, the long-lost system sound sounded in Wood's head.

[Heterogeneous energy is found in the host's body, and special fusion begins. 】

……