In the drowsiness, I would wake up for a short time, and I felt like I wanted to lie in a thatched hut, and occasionally I heard some voices talking, but I really couldn't understand what those people were saying.

He Boqiang seems to remember a lot of the past.

The thin figure squatted in the back kitchen of the restaurant to brush dishes, distributed small leaflets at the intersection of cars under the scorching sun, and later did some messy part-time jobs, and then went to the ravine to pan for gold, and then borrowed money to buy a freezer and a large cargo for transportation......

As if I saw myself born again on a snowy night, a blonde woman held herself in her arms and sang a sweet lullaby, the golden apple trees all over the mountains and the galloping horse river that meandered like a jade belt, the majestic statues of the five heroes in the square and the magic ivory tower that reached into the sky, practicing the basic movements of knights repeatedly and uninterruptedly every day, and becoming a real knight is all ......

Then I woke up inexplicably in a wonderful world, which seemed like an extremely absurd dream.

The first thing I saw after waking up was a battlefield full of war and blood, and there was a headless demon who almost crushed himself to death, but he was like a tenacious weed, surviving on this land.

The disturbing light and shadow are constantly passing through my mind like a movie film, constantly spinning, and I make myself spin a little......

……

The chaotic chapters in the spiritual world are entangled, like countless fine silk threads messed together, kneaded together into dough, and pulled into thin wires by countless hands, and then kneaded together again, the irritability in my heart is like a bomb, ready to detonate at any time.

The next moment, He Boqiang woke up suddenly, he breathed in the fresh air, and in front of him was still the thatched house with a leaky roof, and the blue sky could be clearly seen through the round hole in the roof bowl, and occasionally a trace of white clouds would drift by.

A cool breeze blew into the room through the curtains made of dead leaves, bringing a bitter smell of herbs.

He Boqiang had a splitting headache, but he felt that his soul seemed to be completely integrated with this body, and many memories were deeply imprinted in his mind.

The three stars ignited in the sea of spiritual consciousness released a faint starlight, slowly nourishing the body, and the warm light seemed to have magical power, slowly penetrating all parts of the body, relieving the pain formed by those chaotic consciousnesses.

He Boqiang struggled to sit up, but found that his whole body seemed to be falling apart, and then the tide of memory slowly flooded his mind, and he remembered that before he fell unconscious, he seemed to have been kicked hard by the blue-faced demon, no wonder he could feel a strong stinging pain every time he breathed.

I found myself lying on a wooden bed covered with fine hairy grass, and there was a charcoal-to-ash fire in the room, and a black pot was hanging from the fire, and I couldn't think of where it was.

The goods heard the sound of brisk footsteps, the footsteps were quite rhythmic, and before they had time to distinguish, the agile figure blew to the side with a gust of wind.

He Boqiang's eyes finally saw Molly, an indigenous girl, who was holding a large wooden bowl with white heat in her hand.

When the indigenous girl saw He Boqiang wake up, her big green eyes were also surprised for a long time, and then she smiled and said a string of incomprehensible indigenous words to herself.

He Boqiang looked at the indigenous girl blankly until she stopped.

The indigenous girl Molly realized that the other party didn't seem to understand what she said, and was a little distressed, seeing that she was still holding a steaming wooden bowl in her hand, patting her broad forehead, and scooping out a sticky thing with a wooden spoon, regardless of whether He Boqiang wanted it or not, she stuffed it directly into his mouth, and the taste was like red ginger being mashed.

He Boqiang looked at the blue sky on the roof in despair, a little puzzled how Surdak and the second team could have left themselves in this indigenous tribe......

……

He Boqiang lay in this thatched hut for a whole week before he could get out of bed and walk slowly.

When lying on the wooden bed and being bored, he will let himself enter that wonderful sea of spiritual consciousness, and the body in the void is only lit up with three stars, but He Boqiang soon found that these stars are not the stars in the starry sky, but more like some small dust in the sea of spiritual consciousness, and the three stars that are lit up are actually absorbing countless fine dust around them and slowly growing stronger.

Those particles of light dust floating in the sea of spiritual consciousness seem to be endless in the void, and he only needs to let the three stars slowly rotate, and the three stars themselves have an inexplicable suction, absorbing the surrounding particles and dust to strengthen themselves.

As the third star stabilized, the fourth star in the body was ignited......

He Boqiang could obviously feel that every time he lit a star, the strength of his body would increase a lot, an obvious improvement.

Lying in the thatched hut to recuperate these days, usually see the most is the indigenous girl Molly, she is responsible for her three meals a day and two decoctions in the morning and evening, occasionally other indigenous women come over, these indigenous women usually dress more casually, the lower body is a grass skirt, the upper body is surrounded by a piece of animal skin, sometimes there is not even a piece of animal skin, the chest is straight, the waist is slender, and the whole body is full of youthful atmosphere.

After He Boqiang's condition improved, the indigenous girl Molly brought over a leather scroll to show He Boqiang.

When He Boqiang saw the scribbled handwriting on the scroll, he realized that this was a letter left by Surdak to himself, maybe it couldn't be a letter at all, and the few lines on the animal skin were more like a sticky note.

The content is to the effect that he was kicked out by the blue-faced demon before he died, resulting in a serious injury, after destroying the demon gate, the soldiers of the second squad carried themselves to the indigenous village, the great wizard of Inoyatilla is proficient in medical skills, she said that she was injured in the abdomen, if she returned to the barracks all the way back to the barracks at this time, the injury was likely to be aggravated, but the second squad had to send the Bakari swordsman back to the camp to resume his life, and he could only hand himself over to the natives in the village to take care of Yunyun.

In the end, Surdak also said that when his injuries healed in a few days, he would rush to pick him up......

At this point, it is useless for He Boqiang to lament.

Fortunately, the period of recuperation in the indigenous village was not particularly boring, the indigenous girl Molly would run to give He Boqiang some simple indigenous language, although He Boqiang still couldn't make a sound, but this did not prevent him from learning the indigenous language of Handanar County, many simple words, under the teaching of Molly Bibi, He Boqiang would soon be able to understand.

More than a week later, He Boqiang was already able to communicate with the indigenous girl Mollybie.

And during this period, the Grand Wizard of Inuoatella also came to visit He Boqiang three times, and each time he sat for not much, he was basically checking He Boqiang's injuries, and then appropriately adjusting the decoction he drank the next day.

However, the Grand Wizard of Inoartilla seems to call himself a very strange name every time, which seems to be a little different from Molly's usual name.

It took him two days to figure out his doubts about this matter, but then the answer given by molly seemed to be beyond the scope of simple indigenous spoken language, and he was confused.

It wasn't until half a month later that the Bakari Swordsman and Surdak came to the indigenous village again with the second squad of warriors, and He Boqiang understood from the mouth of the Bakari Swordsman that the Great Wizard of Innoyatilla called him 'the Divine Favorite'.