Life is given by the goddess, gifts, toys, food, clothing, shelter and transportation are given by parents, so if love belongs to Jora, and physical pleasure does not exist, then what does Muluo Bot have besides Carl, a bad friend? For him, we are just a variety of inferior toys.

Muloch Bot once thought that this person was Mahler Both, and that his father's restraint and guidance were something that he was powerless to resist when he was young, but later he found out that it was not Mahler Both, and that the relationship between his father and him was mutual. Immediately after that, Mu Luo suspected that this person was a goddess, and was hostile to the goddess for a while, but soon he also realized that it was not a goddess, the goddess only gave him life, and after that, although Mrs. Bott often chanted the name of the goddess, but this was a merchant family after all, and they cheated and bribed the clergy on each donation, and Mu Luo understood the so-called "faith is faith when it is useful", which is a common saying in the mouths of sailors. After excluding all the other answers, the only answer left must be the correct answer even if it seems impossible, this person is not only my parents, but also the goddess, but everyone, including Muluo Bot himself, everyone who survives by the rules will try to restrain me with that rule, because they can stand on my head by being more familiar with the rule, and where the rule is more beneficial to them. I was very upset by this discovery.

But to me, a shipwright who spends my days dealing with wine and wood, this feeling of frustration was like beads of sweat oozing from my biceps, dried by the scorching sun so fast that I could not even notice it. Uncle Yulan sat to my left and ate a piece of meat that had been smeared with sauce so that he couldn't see the original appearance, his sharp teeth quickly bit up and down, and when they touched the hard bones inside, they would quickly bounce open, making a "poof" When I was a child, it was my pleasure to collect the bones that had been gnawed by Uncle Foolish, there would be small pits bitten out of dense teeth, which were a little prickly to the touch, but after polishing, they would become very good-looking lines, in order to expand my collection, I once paid out of my own pocket and invited Uncle Foolish Blue to eat a whole Arrie tiger whale, which was a guy as big as a house, and spent a whole year's savings. His blue hair covered half of his cheeks, and his degraded one-eyed hid behind it, and now after eating the meat and drinking a sip of coral wine brought by the seamen sailors from his homeland, he opened his mouth wide.

"Giggles. "There was a full burp like a rooster's crow.

Tsk, I really don't have any worries at all now, and I still have the urge to laugh.

"Muluo, if you don't have any appetite, you might as well give me your share of the barbecue. "Uncle Foolish Blue put the bones he had eaten into the iron bucket beside him, and since I stopped collecting them, my father casually sold them as a soft specialty to the rich who were looking for curiosities.

"Jora is an official priestess today, Uncle Foolish. "Uncle Yulan is full and makes fun of me, he must have felt that I have something in my heart again.

"Ah, Muluo, Jora is a good girl, if you give up like this, as a man then you are already incomplete from this moment, men do not want to mate all the time, you must admit that this is a part of the soul, Jora represents the part of your soul about this at the moment, if you give up, then you will not be a complete man for the rest of your life. "Uncle Foolish Blue said as always that there is a set of remarks about not being able to successfully mate with the woman he wants to mate with, it is not a complete man, to be honest, before my mother knew about this set of crooked reasoning, I was frightened and Carl, who was not afraid of it, was already ready to use some strange medicine on Jora.

Then my plan book was sandwiched in my diary and peeked at by my wife.

I used to naively think that if the cabinet was locked by myself, others would not be able to open it.

As a cliché, I took a bite of the crispy roast.

"Muluo, I see that part of your soul is exposed from the night to the sun, it is the sun that never sets, and now that poor wisp of soul is like a straw that is about to die of thirst, if you still can't take it back before midnight today, your soul will no longer be complete, the shell covering your soul will be broken, and the black snake that has hatched inside will come out. Uncle Yulan wiped his hands clean, helped his bangs, looked at me like a retarded person, and sighed.

"I'll tell your father about this, Xiao Muluo, it seems that he really doesn't know anything. With that, he prepared to go on to polish the piece of Dawn wood that was to be used for the hull of the ship.

"I don't know what you're talking about, but there's not much time left until midnight today, Uncle Foolish. "I was shocked, and after some confusion, he just went back to work?

"Don't argue, you go and say it yourself, I suddenly have another inspiration for this arc. As he spoke, he picked up a three-meter-long knife and began to rest.

Maybe it was really a few years of rebellion, so I went back to work in anger, carving the sculpture of the bow of the ship, of course, just the lines drawn by the master. My father knew that it was already time for a group meal in the evening, and then he and Uncle Yulan went to the beach to talk a few words, and when he came back, he motioned for me to follow him, and I felt that this matter was indeed very important.

"What are you going to do?"

"Go home. ”

"What are you doing when you get home?"

"Dinner. ”

I followed my father's back, and several times I wanted to shout out what was going on, but as I watched my father's back get farther away from the crowd, the more rickety it became, and fear seemed to take root in my mouth, and it grew so rapidly that it filled my mouth so much that I couldn't speak, no, I couldn't open my mouth unless I was ready to tear my tongue apart.

The night was even colder because of the oppression, and I felt the cold as I felt the sweat running down my body to the land. Only my chest, I touched it, it was the tattoo I was so proud of when I was a child, the grinning wolf, and now it's the only warm place on my body.

When I got home, it was empty, my father asked me to sit at one end of the long table, and then I went into the kitchen, in the dusk with only the occasional sound of pots and pans clattering, I smelled the smell of food, and then my mother came down from the upper floor silently like a ghost wearing heavy makeup, she silently came to me, hugged me quietly, I watched her tears after trying her best to hide her back, all this was beyond my understanding of this home, my life, I finally broke down, I pushed my mother away, angrily slammed my hand on the table.

"What the hell is going on? What are you going to do? What is wrong with me?" I cried, like a sunny doll swaying in a rainstorm.

"It's okay, it's okay, mom will help you, Muluo, nothing will happen to you. "My mother broke down and cried and threw herself at me, her face was full of makeup, like a demon coming at me with a reassuring aura, and that was probably the last straw for me.

My father grabbed her, and his strong dark arms showed her weakness unreservedly, and he pressed her to the chair opposite me.

In the midst of his mother's cries, he divided a table of dishes and placed them in front of the three of them.

My countless roars were ignored by him, and I also wanted to get up from the chair countless times and smash the table, smash the chair, and smash this place that suddenly became extremely strange, every time I looked directly into my father's eyes, it was a pair of red eyes, he probably thought the same way, he probably wanted to smash all of them, but he was like a puppet at the moment, lying on his back, elegantly eating the food on the plate in front of him.

He wanted me to stand up, but I didn't have the courage to do so.

Just as the sun was about to set completely, a fourth man appeared at the table, Jora Troll, who came in from the courtyard and sat down beside me.

Her mother nodded gratefully at her and went upstairs, and then her father cleaned up the table and disappeared into the room.

"Jora, tell me, what do you know? What's going on? What's going on?"

"Muluo, the soul is really a strange thing, when we fall in love, there will be a strand of soul entangled, if we intersect, it may turn into our child under the witness of the goddess. ”

"Muluo, if it's just that you love me, every time you pronounce my name, every time you meet me in a dream, there will be a little, really a small one, your soul will stay on me. I don't know what's going on with you, Muluo, and it takes your soul to stay intact at all times. You still have a chance to get them back from me before I completely turn into the spokesperson of the goddess in the world after midnight, Muluo, I really just think of you as a brother like Carl, but for your sake, I can choose to try. ”

She paused, then wiped the tears from my face with her hand: "Muluo, although I don't know why, if you make a choice, then before midnight today, my body belongs to you." ”

When she said this, as the breath from her mouth blew on my cheeks, I used my pretense of sniffing to suck them into my nose, into my lungs, and into my bloodstream.

I got up from my chair, smiled, nodded gratefully, and walked out.

"Goodbye. ”

"Goodbye. ”

My father was waiting for me at the door, and he squatted at the door like an old smoker and smoked.

"Come out, Muluo, maybe you don't believe it, I've been waiting for this day for a long time, and I've thought about countless situations that will happen today, a long time ago, we were controlled by the temple, and tonight until you come out now, this matter is developing as I think, this is a good situation, Muluo, if everything is as I think, I am ten percent sure that I will send you out of this isolated island." He tossed the cigarette he had just lit into an open cellar at his feet.

Then I saw nothing in front of me.

"Captain, Baiguo Street has been washed by the temple, and now there is only Tunnel No. 3!"

"Captain! There's a Templar in the tunnels. ”

"Captain, this is a divine descendant, hahaha, but they failed. They didn't know that Kepoter was one of our people. ”

"Captain!"

"What do I do, take my son, go. ”

"Foolish! hack him, Foolish hack this shit! yes! gnaw off his head!"

"Yulan, you, take care. ”

"Muluo, Muluo, thank goodness we arrived. But Potter, come on, I'll go over there and keep watch, I'll leave it to you. ”

"This damn boy, we're all fighting for our lives, you have to live well. ”

"My God, cast your eyes here, Mullo Bot has blasphemed your light Ura Troll, and now according to the law you have laid under the Tree of Dawn, Murlo Bot will be banished, and the eternal night will be over him, and he will never be able to set foot in the land of the Goddess in this life. Remember the day of your expulsion, a shame for your eternal life, and the Goddess will punish you forever. ”

The damn sunshine is here again, when will this dream of constant noise be woken up? Life is given by the goddess, gifts, toys, food, clothing, shelter and transportation are given by parents, so if love belongs to Jora, and physical pleasure does not exist, then what does Muluo Bot have besides Carl, a bad friend? It should be a dream. But did he give himself the dream, and if not, where did the dream come from?

He pinched something in his dream that was a little prickly

It's like someone left a dense tooth mark on it

He continued there

Groping in dreams

But except for this prickly thing

Nothing

Then he uttered an inaudible whisper

The tighter the grip on his hands, the tighter he became, until blood flowed from the calluses everywhere

But he was still in a dream

I didn't wake up from dusk until the night