"Passerby A, you say, flames.... No, will the wolf come back?" asked passer-by C as he chewed on the little bug he had just caught.

On the third day after the white wolf disappeared, the goblin trio gathered again on the side of this hillside, where the white wolf had told them about the philosophical questions of fate, which puzzled the three goblins and opened a door for them, they clearly perceived that there was a clear world behind this door, but unfortunately their intelligence level did not allow them to step out of this door. This made the three goblins feel hopeful and painful at the same time.

"I think he's definitely disappointed in us and probably won't come back. Passerby A was silent for a moment and then replied.

"If I have the chance, I'm going to leave the tribe and find him. Passerby B, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke.

"Are you going to leave the Tribe?"

"Are you crazy?"

Hearing that passerby B actually had plans to leave the tribe, the other two goblins were shocked and dissuaded one after another.

"I'm just talking, I don't know where he is, where to find him, and besides, we're going to take care of those mushrooms, where are we going to get away? That's the main source of food for everyone right now. Passerby B sighed, perhaps because he recalled the barbecue that he could eat every day when the white wolf was still there, and couldn't help but lick the corners of his mouth.

Without white wolves, they would only be able to catch rabbits or rats at most, like those large animals they can't catch at all.

"The mushrooms should be harvested again tomorrow, I didn't finish picking them last time, and now they're all a little rotten, and Lord Wolf says it's best not to eat rotten food, but it's a pity to see those things go waste. Passerby B brought the conversation to mushrooms

"It's... This is what Lord Wolf has taught him to do is to put the mushroom in the sun to dry, and he said that in this way, the mushroom will not rot for a long time. Passerby A remembered what the white wolf had said to them when he was teaching them how to grow mushrooms.

"Lord Wolf said this, why don't I remember?"

"When.... Of course, you must have not listened carefully, you don't listen to such an important thing, you should really put you fool in the sun to dry!" Passerby A immediately retorted, and personally insulted Passerby B.

"Whoever said it, I've been listening carefully ... It's just that I'm a little sleepy at the time..."Passerby B was obviously a little weak-hearted.

"Don't argue, let's go back quickly, it's not too early, if you go back late this time, your dad will definitely scold you again." Passerby C hurriedly made a round in the name of the goblin patriarch and dragged the other two goblins down the mountain together.

Today's dinner was the same as yesterday's, roasted mushrooms, stewed mushrooms, and mushroom soup, and in fact the goblins had been eating these things for three days in a row, three times a day.

You must wash your hands before eating, this is the rule set by the white wolf, if you don't wash your hands, you can't eat the barbecue made by the white wolf, and the white wolf has always practiced it and washed his hands with his head. This made the goblins get into the habit of washing their hands, and they didn't give up on it even though they only had mushrooms to eat now.

According to the custom of the goblin tribe, they would thank the gods before each meal and give a portion of the food to their god of fire, who had not had the opportunity to practice this religious tradition because they were short of food in the past, but now they finally have the opportunity to perform this ritual.

When the white wolf is still there, they will give food directly to the white wolf, partly because the white wolf helps them obtain food, and partly because the white wolf is the embodiment of the god of fire in their minds.

The White Wolf did not object to this custom at the time, and gladly accepted it, and now that the White Wolf was gone, the Goblin Patriarch put part of the food in the cave quite deep, the goblins believed that the Fire God came from the ground, so the deeper it was placed, the easier it was for the Fire God to obtain their food.

"I've seen those foods, the god of fire didn't come to eat at all, and in the end it was all spoiled and eaten by rats and bugs, is the god of flames actually rats and bugs?" passerby B secretly whispered to passer-by, now all the goblins are eating, and the cave ** is quite noisy, so he is not worried about being heard.

"This.... Perhaps, didn't the patriarch say that there were thousands of incarnations of the God of Flames, and that the bugs and rats might be one of his incarnations..."Passerby C looked around to make sure no one noticed his conversation with Passerby B, and then replied.

"We didn't eat bugs and rats when we were hungry before, I don't think it's the incarnation of the God of Fire, unless we've eaten the incarnation of the God of Fire!" Passerby B deduced a result that scared him, and in the end he couldn't even suppress his emotions, and his voice suddenly became louder, causing the surrounding goblins to turn their attention to Passerby B.

"What's wrong?" The goblin patriarch who had just walked over saw that something was going on here, and walked over with a wooden staff, and with this question, all the goblins' eyes were focused.

"Uh.... This one.... It's nothing. The passer-by was immediately stunned, and the pressure of being watched by hundreds of pairs of eyes was too great for him.

"I think there should be only one incarnation of the God of Flames!, and that is the wolf lord who helped us before!" Passerby B said this in front of all the goblins, and Passerby C had no time to stop him.

After hearing this, all the goblins were stupid, and looked at passer-by B, and in an instant, the cafeteria, which was still very noisy just now, instantly became silent, so that the guards outside thought that something was wrong inside, and hurriedly ran in to check the situation.

"I think he's right!" Before the patriarch could answer, a echoing voice suddenly came from the goblin group, and the goblins looked over one after another, and found that the source of the voice was actually the patriarch's son, Passerby A.

"I also think he has a point. ”

"The god of flames should have only one incarnation. ”

"I agree with him!"

In addition to passer-by A, a bunch of people actually stood up to support passerby B, and in the end, more and more people agreed, almost becoming a wave.

The Goblin Patriarch frowned, it was clear that he was engaged in a violent psychological struggle in his heart, and it was clear that the goblins' demands were in great conflict with his long-standing worldview.

"You're right. After a long thought, the Goblin Patriarch nodded, and a cheer erupted in cheers from the Goblin Patriarch when he heard the Patriarch agree with their point.

"You made an appointment in advance?" asked passer-by C suspiciously, he was quite surprised that so many people agreed with them, passer-by B.

"There was no appointment. Passerby B shook his head, he was actually a little weak-hearted, after all, the white wolf had denied that he was the god of flames before, but after thinking about it, maybe the white wolf didn't know that he was the god of flames at all? He should be the only incarnation of the god of flames that we have always believed in, not one of the thousands of incarnations! Absolutely!

At this moment, the white wolf who was trekking under the moonlight in the distance did not know that he, who had denied his identity as a god not long ago, already had a group of devout believers at this moment.