When dawn comes, the sky slowly brightens, the pitch black turns gray, and the sun hesitates to reappear in the world. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The trio left Ember Village early in the morning, and they continued their ride along the edge of the forest, stopping to drink their horses when the sun came out, while eating a cold breakfast of blackberries along the way and Horn's rotten apples last night.

"Tell me honestly, if we go into the woods next, can you tell which side is east. Sonny asked Horn as he munched on a blackberry.

Sura faces the warm autumn sun. "There was no sun for the first two days, and I always thought we were heading east. ”

"Beautiful young lady, the truth is that we've been heading north, on our way back to Nikko City. Sonny spat out a seed and sneezed.

"Hey, that's enough, of course I do. Horn threw away the pits and picked up his pants.

"I won't believe you. Sonny threw a blackberry into his mouth, "Anyway, we'll have to find a town, have a good meal, take a hot shower, get a good night's sleep, buy a map the next day, get me a good horse that can't wrestle, confirm the route, and then continue to Nippur." ”

"It's a bit risky, but Sonny is right. Sulla agreed, "Horn, if we continue to drill into the woods, even if it doesn't rain, there will be no sun to see inside, and then we will have to turn back again, what a waste of time." ”

"Stupid, look at the moss!" Horn pointed to the ground, "You see, on one side of the tree they grow very luxuriantly, and that is the south side, because of the rising sun, so the vegetation is abundant, understand?"

"Then why did we get lost two days ago?" asked Sonny, moving his shoulders.

"Because I just found out!" he said, turning on his horse.

After setting off, Horn told them to speed up and ask the horses to move forward as long as possible. On several occasions, when he saw a large flat ground in front of him, he stabbed his horse with his spurs and galloped. However, he knew that speed was not enough.

The road became more and more bumpy, and the forest, though not as lush as Assyria's, was not too shaky, but seemed endless, and they soon grew tired of the endless flat paths, and preferred to walk some undulating mountain paths, so that at least the end could be seen.

Sometimes, he would let Sonny and Sula go first, and he would go back the way he came, covering his tracks with thick branches. All the while, he pricked up his ears and waited for Uncle Lawrence to appear. It was too slow, he bit his lip and reminded himself that if we went too slowly, we would definitely be caught up by our uncle. On the first day they arrived in Uruk, they were resting at a inn, and they had planned to go to the Seminary the next day to seek help from the Destiny Card, but that night, Uncle Lawrence's men found out and found the inn they were in, and found Sonny's bedroom. "Good thing they found Sonny!" Horn said breathlessly after escaping, "If it's me, we'll be done!" Sonny set fire to the inn house, and Uncle Lawrence's men had to rush to put out the fire.

Later that afternoon, they stepped across a creek. "I don't think we're on the right track," complained Sonny, sitting in the saddle, "the stream looks familiar, and I feel like we're spinning in the forest." ”

Horn bit his lip. "No way, there are many streams in the forest, and each one is about the same length. "But the one in front of me does look a bit like the one they stopped to rest just now. "Why don't we go any further?"

"Sonny, leave a mark. Sula pouted. Sonny waved his hand and set fire to a bush.

So they walked on a little further, until it was getting dark, and they found the charred bush again. "Look, what I'm talking about. Sonny held his head up in vignomy, "Horn, give us a reasonable explanation. ”

Horn frowned and got off his horse. "It's getting dark, man. He walked under a tree, and his two companions dismounted and followed. "Usually at times like these, we just have to look at the moss under the trees....."

Sonny stepped up and put his head over his companion's shoulders to look under the tree. "The tree has moss on three sides, nothing on the other, and the moss on the three sides is almost luxuriant. He paused, placing his hand on his companion's shoulder, "Usually at times like this, we only need to look at the moss under the tree.....

“..... Lost. Horn announced, in the stubborn tone characteristic of the Dalton family, "I'm glad to tell you that we might really get lost and never get out of this damn forest again." ”

"Horn, don't joke around in this kind of place, I'm afraid. Sula approached and grabbed the corner of his coat in a pitiful voice.

"Don't be afraid, except for this guy with a frozen head, I'm here. Sonny laughed and said, "Look, usually at times like these, it's still the kids who grew up in the forest, don't you admit it, Horn?"

"Oh, shit, I forgot. Horn stood up, "You grew up in the forest. ”

"That's right, I want to laugh when I hear you talk about moss in the morning!" Sonny walked towards his wrestling horse, "Remember, if there's a stream in the forest, and it's living water, follow it, and it will never spin in place." ”

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Horn was a little annoyed.

"I just remembered it. Sonny flipped on his horse and shook the reins.

They followed the stream for most of the mile, and the stream eventually merged into a deep river. "Do horses swim?" asked Sonny, puzzled, "It looks deep, Horn, I'm most afraid of water." ”

"The point is not that question," Horn said, holding the reins by the river, "the point is that this living water has become a river, shall we follow this river instead?" he turned to his companion, "Ah, the child who grew up in the forest." ”

"The stream is not broken, and there is also on the other side of the river. Sura, who had caught up with him, pointed to the other side and said.

"Well," said Horn, "then let's cross the river and follow the stream." He shook the reins, "Since the god Namu has given us a stream of living water, it must lead us out of this damned forest." ”

Sonny reluctantly catches up. They rode along the river for a long time before they found a place that seemed to be able to cross. But even here, their horses seem reluctant to go into the water. The river was muddy and fast, and the water in the middle of the river reached the horse's belly, and the shoes were soaked, but the three of them could only clamp the horse's belly, especially Sonny.

By the time we reached the opposite shore, it was already dark. They set off their horses, lit a fire, and brought out the blackberries and the last rotten apple that had been left over from the morning. "I'm going to be a popsicle Sonny," Sonny complained, "I don't know how long it will be before I get out." ”

"It's coming, it's coming. Horn said as he tightened his cloak.