The Manyue tree, with its branches and leaves like a canopy, is full of vines and luxuriant, and exudes a light fragrance all year round. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Muya Village, a village like a fairy tale, is built little by little with a tall manyue tree as the center. Under the shade of the trees, on the trunks of the trees, and even in the branches and vines, you can see the traces of the development of Muya Village.

How delicate is Muya Village?

Each house is made of mortise and tenon joints, without the need for a single nail. Each brick tile has delicate patterns, and even the dark side of the eaves, which is not visible to the naked eye, has exquisite carvings.

The houses on the trunks, and the houses under the trees, there are many elaborate "elevators". In addition, the fan blades are also upside-down to make wind kinetic energy devices, and from the details of this kind, the Kurakuka people have brought their skilled craftsmen to the extreme.

It was the afternoon when the smoke was curling, and the residents of Muya Village were preparing their meals at home. A graceful green shadow ran down the hill as fast as a fairy in the jungle.

"Babaya, are you coming back so late today?" an old man smoking a pipe greeted with a smile, and at this time, a fat aunt in the room walked out with her hands stained with flour and glared at her wife: "Babaya is going to West Pollock tomorrow to attend the big festival, what's wrong with more practice?"

After teaching her wife a lesson, the fat aunt smiled kindly at Babaya: "Babaya, today your aunt made Manyue Yeba, can you come and taste it?"

Babaya's face was a little pale, and she reluctantly smiled at the fat aunt: "No need, I'm still in a hurry to go home and pack my luggage." ”

The fat aunt could only nod regretfully.

Along the way, Babaya gained the kindness of countless villagers: "You are the only singer in our Muya Village, you must fight for our Muya Village!"

Babaya is flustered, but she can only force a smile in the face of her friendly neighbors.

When Babaya got home, her grandmother had already prepared lunch and smiled kindly at the table: "Come back, come and eat, I made you a cheese manyue fruit bun today, but this is the only time, it can be regarded as a practice for you." ”

Babaya was not in the mood to care about her favorite cheese fruit bun, and rushed to her grandmother's side with tears in her eyes: "Grandma, I'm afraid ......"

"Babaya, what's wrong?"

Babaya's body trembled and sobbed, "When I was practicing singing on the mountain just now, I found that there was an ......."

Babaya's voice suddenly stopped, and she found her grandmother, who she loved the most, and asked in a clear and sparse male voice, "What did you find?"

Not so long ago, Babaya thought it sounded good. But when I heard it at this time, it was strangely as if it had fallen from midsummer to winter.

Babaya raised her head stiffly and looked at her grandmother, and found that the kind face full of wrinkles had turned into a handsome young face...... It was the young man she had seen not so long ago, Ingres!

Babaya sat down on the ground in fright, and at this time, Grandma's gentle voice came again: "Babaya, what's wrong with you? Is it too stressed?" ”

Babaya's eyes were in a trance, and the person in front of her changed back to her beloved grandmother again.

Is it a delusion?

Babaya was helped up by her grandmother, who gently patted the dust of her clothes, and tirelessly talked about the past few decades, which seemed to be a complaint and a lesson, but full of pity and pampering blame.

How could the grandmother who spoke to her in such a 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 finish her sentence, she heard a burst of strange laughter, and when she looked back, her shadow began to pull and change, cracking a treacherous and evil mouth.

Babaya retreated again and again in fright, and finally landed in the corner, covered in cold sweat.

"Babaya, what's wrong with you today?" came Grandma's voice.

But Babaya didn't dare to speak anymore, she knew...... Those two people won't give her a chance to speak out.

Meanwhile.

On the hillside not far from Muya Village, two figures were hidden among them, looking at the lush Manyue tree from afar.

"I wasn't scared, and I could calm down with the current affairs, this little girl's ability to resist pressure is good. The voice of the shadow came.

"With such a small body, she dares to play a complete set in front of the transcendent, her psychological quality is higher than you think. Ingres was not a mockery, but a heartfelt compliment.

Although Angel is talking to the Shadows about Babaya, his attention is basically on the delicate village of Muya.

The ingenuity of the Kurakuka only appears in urban legends, and it wasn't until Angel saw it with his own eyes that he realized that the book was only an understatement, but in fact it could be called a masterpiece.

This group of Kulakuka tribes, although they are small, their wisdom is really not small.

"Gone, after such a fright, she didn't dare to do it again. The Shadow beckoned.

Angel let out an "um" and turned to leave. Leave the miniature toy-like village behind.

Maybe this is a bit of a fairy tale dream, the adults break into the Lilliputian country, and the villain bumps into the big people. Who is the protagonist and who is the guest partner, probably only those who read fairy tale books will know.

"The fairy tale world is really interesting. ”

Ingres now understands why many wizards love to travel in addition to writing legacy. It's not because it's a panic, it's because the world is really interesting.

As the horizon becomes wider and wider, so do the perspectives. The way of thinking will not be limited, which is probably the biggest purpose of traveling far away in addition to seeking opportunities.

......

From the mouth of Babaya, they learned the location of Sipolok.

In a world full of floating islands, Sipollock happens to be in the center, and it is the center of all the floating islands.

The Shadow went to West Pollock in order to take advantage of the Great Festival and penetrate into the inner world. Ingres went to West Pollock for the laws of the witchcraft garden.

It stands to reason that as long as the power of the laws of the Witchcraft Garden is not exhausted, it will diffuse throughout the garden, with varying shades. But since they stepped into the garden, Ingres didn't feel any fluctuations in the law. -- or rather, he didn't feel the anomalous power. So, is the law consumed?

Even though the power of the diffuse law 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-exude the power of the law, so no wizard will consume the source of the law, it is to fish for nothing.

The source of the law, in general, is in the very center of the witchcraft garden.

- Coincidentally, Sipollock happened to be the very center of the whole witchcraft garden.

The goal of the two is the same, so naturally they are on the road together.

Along the way, Shadow actively chatted with Angle, which seemed to be a common routine, but in fact, Shadow wanted to find out more about the story behind Angle.

In particular, Shadow is very interested in the "Extravagant Nightmare", and the topic always revolves around here. From exploring whether Nightmare is a "fantasy" or a "reality", to a floating teacup band. The Shadow was talking to himself, and he was talking very energetically.

Perhaps seeing that Angel was too cold, the shadow suddenly changed the subject.

"Speaking of which, you mentioned the Serpent Nation 'Axo Shengya', and I heard a rumor about this place from an official wizard. ”

"Officially, wizards are also concerned about rumors of the mortal realm?"

Ingres, who had been silent for a long time, finally replied, and the corners of the shadow's mouth hooked up a smile: "The rumors of the mortal kingdom are not necessarily only for mortals?"

"Why do I think you're interested in Axor Saint?" Shadow asked.

"Perhaps. Ingres' ambiguous answer made the Shadow want to continue his inquiry, and he didn't know where to start.

Shadow: "This rumor has been recorded in many places. But most of them are vague and I don't know what to say. But the wizard senior who told me about this rumor gave this rumor a real hammer—"

Shadow paused, and asked, "Have you heard of the Originists?"

"What is this, a humanoid race?" Ingres wondered.

The Shadow carefully sensed Angel's emotions, and found that there were no emotional fluctuations, his expression was slightly regretful, he originally thought that Ingre's attention to Axor Shengya was because of this rumor. It seems that this is not the case.

"It's not humanoids, they're humans. It's just a special and rare genus of humans. ”

Animals have a program, and humans also have genera. Humans, in fact, are humans. There is an essential difference between them and humanoids.

The mainstream people of the Southern Regions belong to the Zhiren, and Ingres is the Zhiren. However, there are also other genera in the Southern Regions, such as the Calabits, who have a strong curiosity about life, and the low-asians who live in the inner world and are generally lower than those who know people.

These are all genera that Ingres has heard of or seen.

However, the Shadow spoke of the source worshippers, but Angel had never heard of them at all.

"The Baiyuan people were incorporated into the genus Homina 20,000 years ago, and their distribution is extremely narrow, and they were first discovered in the very primitive plateau tribal area. In terms of ability, wisdom and body shape, the people of Baiyuan are almost the same as those who know people. However, the source worshippers are very favored by the Great Will, and the wise people among the Source Worshippers can even obtain some amazing prophecies from the Great Will. ”

"If a person is too prominent, he will always be jealous. Because of their abilities, the Baiyuan and Kurakuka people suffered a similar experience, and they were officially declared extinct 10,000 years ago under the condition of being captured, consumed, and studied. ”

"But the wizard who told me the news of the source worshippers once said that just a thousand years ago, there were still a small number of source worshippers in Akso St. Yali, the country of giant serpents. It's a pity that with the accession of the Fuxu Royal Court, the news of the Baiyuan people never appeared again. Maybe it was scraped by wizards, or it has disappeared in the long river of history with the war. ”

After the shadow finished speaking, he sighed slightly. The extinction of a genus will make people naturally begin to trace back to their origins and sigh for it. Perhaps, the source of human beings is the individual extinct human genus, who knows.

After Ingres listened, Dodolo's appearance flashed in his mind.

In Pocrates, he had seen many corpses, and it was certain that they were all intellectuals. Although Dodolo is from Pocrates, he has too many secrets, and he is not sure of Dodolo's identity, plus Ingres found three protrusions that resemble tails in Dodolo's tail vertebrae.

Maybe it's a mutation or an atavism, or maybe Dodolo isn't actually an intellectual.

As for whether Dodoro is the Shadow Worshipper...... It shouldn't be such a coincidence, right?