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The sand is very small, like millet rice. It is several times smaller than the pebble sealed in his left arm!!

Moreover, the sand in this soil is so hard and brittle that it will turn into dust when you rub it lightly. Even if Ergou takes it in his mouth, it will completely melt within a few minutes, and it has an extremely fishy taste, which is extremely uncomfortable.

Suddenly, Ergou felt that the sand he should be looking for should be exactly the same as the small pebble sealed in his left arm.

Even if it's different, it should be similar.

Whether it is the size or the hardness, it should be infinitely close to your own small stone.

Today's Ergou still has a dead breath on his body.

It's just that in his heart, he is no longer obsessed with seeing...... His own ending, but very peaceful.

At this time, the second dog, although he is still moving forward in silence, can ...... This kind of forward movement is different from the kind of straight walking with a goal in his past!!

Although he lowered his head and was silent, Ergou's face was full of surprise and solemnity.

The two dogs hunched over the hardened terrass of the earth, looking for the sand within.

The expression on his face was constantly changing because of the sand he was finding.

Whether it is the size or the hardness, it has reached the standard of a small stone, and the heart of the second dog will be excited for a while.

If it is not reached, Ergou's heart does not have the slightest impatience, but is still in silence and walks forward.

Searching for sand in the russet soil, he walked a path that was no longer a straight line, but a zigzag...... However, there is no deviation in the direction!!

He continued to walk in silence.

It's just that in the process of moving forward, what supports Ergou is no longer his own inner perseverance.

It's the scenery on this road.

Of course, there is only one kind of scenery on this road for Ergou, and that is the sand in the compacted soil.

year.

Decade.

Fifty years!

It passed in the blink of an eye, but the dead air lingering on Ergou's body, although it did not dissipate, it did not increase in the slightest. His face is old, his body is aging, counting, he has been coming to this strange land for three hundred years, compared to ordinary people, it can be regarded as the third reincarnation!!

In the past fifty years, if you want to say that Ergou has the biggest difference between him and before, that is, there are too many expressions on his face than before.

Or surprise, or disappointment, or even anger......

And these changes in expression are all due to the sand he is searching.

He's still walking, moving forward, not knowing where he's going.

But as he walked forward, he had been doing one thing, and that was searching for sand that resembled small rocks.

He has been doing this small thing for fifty years.

Hard-working people, the sky does not pay!!

In the past fifty years, the two dogs have been moving forward, and a cloth bag in his arms is filled with bulging sand.

The sand, both in hardness and size, was about the size of a small stone at this time.

One day in the third reincarnation, Ergou suddenly stopped his steps.

The corners of his mouth showed a chuckle, and the roar in his mind was like a door, which automatically opened in front of him.

"There is no end to this road. ”

He spoke softly, his voice hoarse and low, obscure.

Yes, although the sand is different everywhere, this road just has no end.

But this does not mean that Ergou has spent the time of the third reincarnation, and it is meaningless to walk on this endless road.

At the very least, there was a bag of bulging sand in the cloth bag in his arms.

Perhaps, it can also be called sand.

Today's second dog is very old, like an old dog, but he still walks upright, but he is bent at the waist.

His pace was much slower than it was three hundred years ago.

If it weren't for the fact that he started searching for sand fifty years ago, Ergou believed that he wouldn't be able to walk for fifty years.

It is even more unlikely that the time of the reincarnation of the third life has been taken.

The face of the second dog, like an old dog, was covered with the marks and vicissitudes of time, and a faint smile appeared at this time.

He took out a bag of sand from his bosom, with a solemn look.

Sitting down and spreading out, the two dogs began to count the sand in the cloth bag, which looked like a child picking shellfish on the beach, and at this moment, it was the harvest season.

The two dogs have to be counted one by one, and the number is very serious!!

One.

Ten pieces.

100 pieces.

Thousand.

Two thousand.

Two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine ......

Call!

When the last lesson was counted, the number was fixed at two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine.

And Ergou also exhaled deeply.

After thinking about it, he looked at his old left arm.

There was an area where there was no hair, but a small protruding dot, like a lump of flesh.

But Ergou understood that it was a small stone sealed in his body fifty years ago.

This small stone has accompanied him for 300 years, and 50 years ago, Ergou sealed it in his left arm for fear of losing it.

At this time, the old second dog used the wolf claws, which were no longer sharp, to puncture the fleshy lump on his left arm and pick it open.

In the blur of flesh and blood, Ergou found the small stone that had been sealed fifty years ago.

The small stone is the size of a grain of rice, perhaps because it has been soaked in the blood of the second dog for fifty years, and the small stone at this time is already blood-red and crystal all over, no matter how the second dog wipes it, the small stone is already like this. Ergou pinched the small stone and came to his eyes to take a closer look, only to see that the inside of the small stone was full of blood, so because of this, the small stone showed a crystal blood color, like a piece of bloodstone.

Ergou smiled lightly, looking at this small stone that had accompanied him for three hundred years, his heart was even more warm, unprecedentedly warm.

Three hundred years later, the small stones that were once sharp and sharp have become round stones like grains of rice.

And himself, from three hundred years ago, an unruly wolf cub, has become a ...... that has been ravaged by the years Old dog!!

And the years, like an old dog, lingering on for a long time, but it is so deep that too many existences have been consumed.

Perhaps because of his age, Ergou's hands were always trembling slightly.

His hands are no longer the same as they used to be.

With a slight tremble, the small stone between the tips of his fingers slipped and fell into the cloth bag in front of him.

The second dog did not look for the small stones again, but carefully wrapped the 3,000 sand stones in a cloth bag.

Then he gently patted the cloth bag with his hand.

The second dog lay down on his back, with a cloth bag containing 2,999 pieces of sand and small stones that he had carefully selected for fifty years.

In total, three thousand!!

They are similar in hardness and size.

Pillowed on it, the second dog was very comfortable.

He slowly closed his eyes and cursed mentally, "Damn, Dao, there's no end!!"

After walking the time of the third reincarnation, he took 3,000 sand stones along the way, which was done by Ergou.

It's just that in his heart, he has gained a lot, a lot.

The mind was too heavy, Ergou closed his eyes, his heart, and stopped beating!!

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