Old Maude listened to Lawrence's words, and his little eyes widened, "What did you say?"

"When Kenny and I were very young, we met a spirit named Lisa, who had the ability to summon a thick fog and drag things dozens of times heavier than herself, and if I'm not mistaken, maybe she's the one you said you ran out of. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Lisa—" Old Maud squeezed the words out of his throat, and the whimper sounded like swallowing a stinky cheese, and he lowered his head and looked at his toes with a sad expression.

"Hey, old Maud, don't do that. Alan crouched down and tapped a finger on Old Maude's shoulder.

"Can you tell me she's still alive?" said Old Maude, looking up at Lawrence.

"Of course, you earth spirits don't die so easily, you see. Lawrence crouched down and exposed his arm, "This is what Lisa bit when I was a child, you Earth Spirit Clan have to suck blood once a year, and I became that unlucky guy that year, haha!"

"Thank goodness, Lisa is still alive!" said old Maude's face softened.

"Kenny and I asked her for help the other day, and that's a long story. Lawrence went out of his way to talk about Lisa's help in dispelling the fog.

Half an hour later, the group passed through the secret door and returned to Old Maude's residence.

"Thank you, Lawrence, for letting me know that Lisa is still alive, she broke my nerves back then. Old Maude shook his head as he spoke.

"It's nothing, why did Lisa leave the Spirit Village?" Lawrence asked Old Maude curiously.

"Alright! Enough! Lawrence, let's change the subject and talk about how we can help the green fire. Alan impatiently interrupted the two of them to talk nonsense.

After listening to Alan's words, old Maud walked to the stone wall bookshelves next to the grass collapse, where rows of neat depressions had been carved out, and on them were old parchment scrolls, most of which were dusty, as if no one had looked through them for a long time.

Old Maude jumped onto a row of bookshelves several bodies taller than himself, and took down a dusty old book from it.

He tucked the book under his arm and jumped back onto the grass, the book looked like it had been in the scrapyard for centuries, and old Maude puffed out his cheeks and blew on the parchment, a gray mist filled the air, and several people next to him were choking and coughing.

Alan kept fanning the dust in front of his nose with his hand, "Old Maude, can you... Cough... Ahem..."

"Oh! I'm sorry! I forgot you guys were around, haha! Forgive the Earth Spirit Clan's memory has never been good!" Old Maude snatched Alan's words, grooming the grumbling he wanted to say.

The cover of the coffee-colored parchment book was blown clean by this breath, and old Maud opened the cover with a small paw the thickness of a toothpick, staring at the contents of the book carefully, and muttering words that he did not understand.

"Old Maude, tell me how we can help you. "Anxious Alan is already a little impatient.

Old Maude listened to Alan's words, closed the book and jumped back to the shelf.

"What's wrong, Old Maude?" asked Alan as he looked at Old Maude, who was jumping up and down like a monkey.

"Are you sure you want to know? little Alan—" Old Maud put one hand on the bookshelf and looked back at Alan with a mysterious expression.

"Of course. Alan looked at Old Maude's face, and his face became serious.

"Uh... Then I'll tell you, I took the wrong book just now, not the book..."Old Maud said as he put the book back on the shelf, and took another one and jumped back on the grass.

Alan listened to Old Maude's words, the corners of his eyebrows twitched a few times, and hundreds of black crows seemed to be whistling over his head.

"Yes, yes, this is, the book says, the fuel for the Illusion Campfire is a kind of fuel called... Tribulus terrestris, which grows in the pine cone forest east of the village of Nanna, is only three miles away, and the fruit grows on a vine in the shape of pine leaves, clinging to the ground, and is the Prophet's favorite food. Old Maud read the information from the old book.

"Prophet, isn't it a halfling, that thing is not to be messed with. Kenny said as he looked at Maude Sr.

"I'm sorry, but I've lived so long, but I've never been out of the Spirit Village, and I don't know what a prophet is. Old Maud closed the book in her hand and looked up at Kenny.

"Let's try it Kenny, maybe we're lucky enough to run into a prophet, and even if we do, the prophets of Sumer may be just like Negar, prophets with conscience. Lawrence took Maude Sr.'s words, probably because of Lisa's relationship, Lawrence has always had a good impression of the Earth Spirit Clan.

"Actually, I don't want to trouble you, it's just that you just said that you brought more than a thousand people, and the power of the Illusion Bonfire has been weakening over the years, and the scope has narrowed to the edge of our village, it's not that I don't accept you, if you want a safe place to stay, maybe only by restoring the bonfire to the way it was five hundred years ago can you protect so many of you. Old Maud looked at Kenny with a sincere expression.

"Okay, if we can recover the tribulus terrestris and regain the ability of the illusion bonfire, you have to promise me to communicate with the earth spirits in the village and accept us people. Kenny put his hand on Maude Sr.'s shoulder.

"It's a deal. Old Maud put her little paw on the back of Kenny's hand.

The three of them walked out of the stone cave, and a group of earth spirits gathered around the cave door of the stone tower, looking at the strangers with a curious expression. Lawrence greeted the spirits enthusiastically, while Kenny and Alan walked towards the entrance of the village.

"Alan, are you familiar with the nearby terrain? Have you ever been to that pine cone forest that Old Maud was talking about? Kenny asked Alan as he walked.

"No, I'm from the middle of the Sumerian continent, and I'm not very familiar with the situation in the south. ”

Lawrence trotted up from behind the two, "Kenny, the spirits here are very different from Lisa's personalities, they are much more enthusiastic than Lisa. ”

"Maybe it's because Lisa has been living alone for a long time, so she has a bit of an odd personality. Kenny echoed Lawrence's question.

The three of them walked out of the village, the soldiers stood neatly at the entrance of the village, Kenny ordered all the soldiers to search the east for the pine cone forest that Old Maud had spoken, and as soon as the order was given, Alan stopped Kenny.

"Let's go with the three of us, the Prophet is the most sensitive of the alien races, if we do come across a horde of Prophets, they may attack us directly when they see these soldiers, if it is just the three of us, they may ask for the reason first. Alan explained to Kenny.

"How do you know so well?"

"Prophets are not a unique race in the Southern Continent. ”

As Alan walked east, Kenny looked at Lawrence and said, "Why don't I go with him, you can take some soldiers around and see if you can get some prey, it's getting dark, and it would be great if we came back in the evening and ate roasted venison." ”

Lawrence nodded, and led his soldiers to the foot of the hill to the north, where Kenny turned and walked into Alan's footprints, following in the direction of the pine cone grove.