Plop, plop, plop! flutter!

The traveler feels that the sound of the heart's beating 'dong, dong' is comparable to that of a whole construction team on the construction site, comparable to the pile driver running at full power on the hard concrete road. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The intermittent whispers in the swampy woodland were so real that they were like whispers.

Some sound like old people babbling and complaining, some like babbling three-year-old children who want to eat and drink, others like mentally ill people who have escaped from an insane asylum talking to themselves, and some are even everyday conversations between husband and wife.

He was restless, and had the illusion that he was in the downtown area, surrounded by merchants, vendors, and people.

On the other hand, the dense forest is as deep and quiet as ever, and the pupils see through the layers of dead leaves covering the head, and the scene is like a frozen oil painting.

It's not a search and rescue team!?It's not a tourist who went out camping!?It's definitely not a victim who fell off a cliff like him!

"Bibo, Bibo, I've found the fruit. ”

The voice was closer, sounding like a schoolboy with premature baby teeth.

Who's talking??

The traveler turned his head in horror, but behind him was nothing more than a pine rat jumping up and down, dragging away the large nut that had fallen to the ground, and there was no other movement.

"Why didn't this stupid big man leave? I thought it would be safe to pretend to be a digger and show my head outside. Do you want to remind him that there's a big black cat over there staring at him and drooling?"

Another voice!On top!?

The traveler looked up at the sound and saw a gray-winged goshawk, staring at him with green and pale yellow eyes.

Then, when the goshawk opened its mouth again, it was no longer a chirping.

But......

"Goddess Hull bless, this kid won't be able to understand bird language, right?"

"Are you talking to me?" asked the traveler, wincing, before he could be surprised.

Instead, the goshawk looked panicked and almost fell off the tree. Nervously flapping his wings to keep his balance, his mouth opened into an O-shape and muttered,

"Dirk, Dirk, wake up, Sleeping Beauty, wipe the saliva off your mouth and get out quickly. Look what I've found? Human druids, do you hear me? One, one, human, kind. ”

'Shhh

In the distance, there was the sound of branches being ripped open.

The forest was back to its usual normal, with the chirping of insects of varying lengths, the cheerful chirping of small animals, the rustling of leaves stirred by the cold wind or whatever.

The chaotic noise that had been surrounding me disappeared, as if it had just been a fantasy.

At this time, the traveler could only hear the excited roar of the goshawk.

There was a response from the depths of the secluded forest,

"Stupid humans who only know how to kill people, set fires, and plunder everything they can see, whether they want it or not......"

One is more than a meter tall. A young-looking boy emerges from the dark swamp woodland.

The long old bearskin cloak dragged on the muddy ground and was pulled by dead branches and almost tripped, and it looked very cute.

The little boy wears dark green ranger soft leather armor, and there are fish-scale semi-iron armor pieces on his chest, shoulders, and joints of his hands and feet.

The area between the belt and the boots, less than 20 centimeters, was filled with numerous blades of various lengths and strange shapes, as well as dense miscellaneous objects, such as hooks, arrow feather bags, ropes, unknown tubes, heavy pouches, and the like.

In addition, there is an ivory white short bow that exceeds his height hanging from his back, which is particularly eye-catching.

The little boy's eyes were misty, and he didn't care that he was in a dense forest, surrounded by wild beasts.

It was as if he had just been forcibly dragged out of his sleep, and his unhappy emotions were all written on his face.

"Aha, another thief of superstitious elven treasures......" The little boy crouched down and took out a dagger to scrape part of the mud off the traveler's face, just exposing part of his face, "Black hair, black eyes, a noble imp from Sistine, where is your Lord of the Rings?"

The traveler thinks that the other party may be a family who are out camping.

In other words, he had unknowingly fled to a populated area.

But at the same time, the other party's tone and behavior that are not suitable for age are quite harsh.

The traveler retorted, "Children don't sleep, and they sneak out in the middle of the night without their parents, and tie all the pots, bowls, scoops, basins, and kitchen knives at home to play cosplay, but they will be beaten." ”

There was a brief silence, and the two looked at each other for a long time.

Finally the little boy got up, and a look of sudden realization appeared on his face.

"Oh..... it turned out to be a lost madman. Momotaku, it's time for us to go. ”

"Hey, hey, don't go," the traveler was dumbfounded, thinking that he might get lost and break into the depths of the forest again, "little friend, my brother is indeed in some trouble. The car tumbled off the cliff and was badly injured. He was chased by man-eating beasts for hours. I finally escaped here, please ask your parents to call the government department for help. ”

The little boy easily kicked away his gripping hands, like shaking off the mud from his shoes, with a look of disgust.

"Fuck off! idiot human noble, don't say something that no one understands.

First of all, I'm not a child. If you didn't sleep in aristocratic private lessons as a child, you should know that I'm a dwarf.

Secondly, I am not obligated to save you or be your personal bodyguard.

For hundreds of years, the Sistine Cult has been wantonly killing aliens, and unfortunately the dwarves are among them. You kid should be glad that you didn't have your head cut off inexplicably when you met a race that hated each other. ”

The goshawk, called 'Momotaku', landed lightly on the shoulders of its owner, who had turned and walked away, and reminded him that there was a big restless cat over there, and that he was really going to leave the little guy behind?

The dwarf just smiled, not intending to respond to it.

Since the beginning of written records, there have never been druids in the human race, and the way of nature has never resonated with them.

......

Bridge Forest means 'Atayal's index fingertip' in Elvish language.

That's how the dwarfs explain it, anyway.

When the traveler asks "who Ataya is", he is frantically scratched by Momotaku, the goshawk that always flies over the heads of the dwarfs and seems to understand human speech.

"Spare that child, Momo, his ignorance is enough to shock the entire continent of Ellandrandrano, and he is a unique idiot. "The dwarf said helplessly,

He sighed, then continued wielding his machete, clearing a passage that could barely be traversed by a single person.

The dense forest is full of thorns and barbs, and the slightest touch can easily cut through the coat.

He didn't have to, though.

Druids are naturally 'close to nature', and even if a blade grows on a branch, it won't hurt him in the slightest.

However, for travelers who have never failed college sports electives, have no outdoor survival experience, and even simple bruises and sprains are extremely rare, it can be quite hard.

"Ignorance only indicates that I have accumulated less information, but it does not indicate that I have a low IQ! Also, my name is Zhang Ming!" the traveler retorted.

"I'm sorry, but I retract what I just said. ”

The traveler thought that the dwarf really had a good soul-searching, "Hehe, no, no need to apologize." ”

"You're an imbecile!"

"Hey, hey, hey, even if you're a lifesaver, that's too much. ”

"Alright, idiot, listen up, Ataya is the god of life, in charge of all health and happiness. Besides, at this age, you haven't even heard the names of the seven creator gods, and there are only two situations, you either just jumped out of the stone, or you are an aristocratic intellectual retardant who has no learning skills. ”

"Cut, I fell from the sky. Zhang Ming muttered quietly.

It has been more than 72 hours since I was involved in a car accident and was involved in an inexplicable world.

According to the principle of international humanitarian relief, search and rescue operations in another parallel time and space should have been abandoned long ago.

Well, maybe no one has cared at all.

Like what

The company he worked for should soon pick out a prestigious college graduate from thousands of resumes to sit in his office.

A girlfriend who has been dating for a while may slowly lose patience after sending a dozen text messages, and of course the suitors around him will also hear the news, and it is only a matter of time before they break their hearts.

Friends and relatives may want to disappear even more, after all, most of those people have borrowed money for various reasons, and even if they don't have such evil thoughts, they will never take the initiative to contact them.

Thinking about it this way, it's almost the same if you can't go back.

Since there is no concern, it is better to start a new life.

"'Heriss,'" the dwarf said in a reminiscent tone, looking beyond the lush greenery ahead, "the entrance to the Elven Lands, rejecting all outsiders. ”

"Is there really an elf?" Zhang Ming came back to his senses and shouted excitedly.

In the media, comics, and books, the image of elves came to mind: slender figures, delicate facial features, eternal life, love of nature, and simple nature.

"Hahaha, it's the funniest joke I've ever heard since I was born. The elf grinned, "St. Andrew's willing, the word 'good' has never been in the elves' dictionary. In the Emerald Years, humans were nothing more than insects in the wilderness and caves in the eyes of the elves, and without the protection of the bunker dwarves, they would have been cleaned up long ago. ”

"Hey, the dream of having an elf wife is shattered~" Zhang Ming said regretfully.

"Your dream is to mate with elves?"

“...... Don't you have a more civilized statement?"

The dwarf looked at Zhang Ming with strange eyes, "Well... Well, I ask you, if a human male gives vent to a female dog, will he give birth to offspring?"

"How can it be ...... when the species are different"

"Humans and elves are just as impossible, and in fact, I don't understand why humans are so keen to constantly try to reproduce with other races. ”

Zhang Ming rolled his eyes, "Human beings like to chase beautiful things, besides, aren't elves similar to humans in appearance?"

"Wild wolves will never ask for pleasure from domestic dogs, stone pythons feed on all kinds of small snakes... The noble boy from the Sistine, I hope you don't lose your life because of this, and you don't want anyone to suffer misfortune because of your preferences. ”

The afterglow of the sunset has gradually become sparse, and Zhang Ming temporarily stored his long-cherished wish of 'marrying an elf wife' in the bottom of his heart and continued to hurry.

The temperature gradually decreased, and a faint cold air came out of the ground and crept under his feet, changing his trajectory with his footsteps.

The ghostly mushrooms near the shadows have a silvery glow, and the fire fox flowers have a reddish glow and the dark green of light-spotted vines, lighting up the night of the ancient forest.

The dwarf monster didn't have the relaxed look it had before, and even if it could jump a distance, it would carefully check it before signaling Zhang Ming to follow.

If you step on a magic rune or a magic crystal trap or something, the joke will be too big.

As you step into the boundaries of Herisis, the ancient trees become extremely large.

The ground, which had not been set foot on for hundreds of years, was gradually swallowed up by the twisted green iron.

They can only climb up the slippery trunks.

As if the fairy tale "Jack and the Pea" is reappearing, the oak trees as strong as a hundred-story building are entangled, piled up, and stacked on top of each other, like tens of thousands of giant pythons intertwined.

In order to obtain more living space, the lush branches and foliage grow outward, and arbitrarily divide the sky above the forest, forming countless irregular spaces of all sizes.

Grass stalks, rabbit ear flowers, wisteria vines, and many other plants that can't even be named clinged to the branches of the oak tree, living on the little energy they steal.

When the silver moon rose directly above their heads, the two of them paused for a moment.

"Sacmaron!"

The dwarf reverently half-knelt on the ground, muttered in his hand the bright green three-striped grass, and gently put it back to his feet.

The three-striped grass turned into a green light, submerged into the trunk of the tree, and disappeared without a trace.

"Is this magic?" Zhang Ming said excitedly.

Magic, the romance of the fantasy world!

"No, I'm just saying hello to the tree in Old Elven language, and asking for a safe shelter by the way. The so-called magic is much more complicated than you might think. As soon as the dwarf finished speaking, there was a crackling sound behind him.

Hidden by vines, the thick trunk splits from it, revealing a hole. Just enough room for two or three individuals to bend down and rest.

"Don't tell me, this is our new home!" Zhang Ming said depressedly.

For several days, he slept either on a haystack or on a soft muddy floor. It's a makeshift shelter built with superpowers, and it's too chilling to say anything.

"It's a bounty from nature, boy, and you can stay outside if you're not satisfied. ”

The dwarf finds large needles and dead grass to cover the entrance, then removes the surrounding human traces and sprinkles the feces of the giant arm two-headed bear.

For dinner, red fruits the size of beans are plucked from the green vines that pass by, mixed with green algae found near the roots, and simmered over a campfire.

Although it looks like a pot of vomit, it actually tastes good.

"Where are we going?" asked Zhang Ming before going to bed.

He didn't expect the dwarves to take him back to the civilized world where humans lived, only to stay when he passed through a human town or city during his journey.

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"Elf name?"

"Yes, I can't find a proper explanation in the continental, it's quite an old name. ”

"You're definitely not taking me to visit the ancient ruins, are you..."Zhang Ming had a bad premonition.

The bonfire was extinguished, and the remaining purple smoke still lingered in the small semi-enclosed space. It's a bit choking, but at least it provides some warmth.

"If we can get out of here alive......" the dwarf said hesitantly.