Chapter 236: The Past is Vivid
The next day Jack woke up very early, and he woke up before the night had even left. The www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion was empty, and no one else was earlier than him except for the cooks who were making breakfast.
He never thought that he would be so nervous that he would not sleep well, and at night he dreamed that Tex died on Cher's back, and Cher's white feathers were dyed bright red, and countless arrows were stuck all over Tex's body. He died a tragic death, but those who killed him also died by his sword.
If the dream was an omen, then he was completely convinced that the dream was the opposite. Ideally, Turks should hold the banner of Missus, stand on the corpse of Montaru and shout!
Two days ago, Gabo collected the orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple six-colored spirit stones - the spirit of evil spirits, the spirit of ice, the spirit of revival, the spirit of invisibility, the spirit of wisdom, and the spirit of his own ghast spirit all collected and handed over to Jack's people, but the legendary six-colored spirit stones with magical power gathered but did not have a special chemical reaction, and Luthor also thought carefully about the connection, but there was no message to tell him, how to draw out that magical and powerful power.
Halfway through the wine last night, Doug said that he was going to relieve himself, but this time he disappeared, but he left a note in his place at some point, which read: "May you succeed, this should be something that Tana humans should face alone, and I can't participate in it." Jack and Turks are the hope of saving the entire continent, and they must be nurtured well. ”
Jack was pacing down the road, he didn't know why everyone trusted him and Tex so much, although the fact that he was a Meteorite was a foregone conclusion, but he was not sure whether what was written on the Book of the Gods was true or not, unless he saw it with his own eyes. Of course, even if it was written on it, the legend of the Meteorite Clan confirmed that prophecy, and he still felt that he was not strong enough to hold up a clear sky for the people around him, let alone the entire continent.
Who the hell was Doug? This man was so mysterious that if it weren't for the mystery of what was written on that note, he couldn't really remember that Doug still had a story to tell. So, what was he going to say? Could it have something to do with his own background with Tex? This person taught himself the secret art of controlling spirits, and taught Tex the heavenly sword technique of breaking the earth, but on the other hand, every time he used the spirit control technique, the nebula pattern on his arm would flicker, and he even sometimes suspected that this secret technique of soul control was his own, and Doug was just a guide who opened his mind to understand the world. If that's the case, then it's not hard to explain why Doug says he used the Meteor language in the first place.
Everything looks organized, without flaws, and coherently, with no suspicious places in between.
However, why didn't Tex have that innate ability to heal himself? Judging from the common nebula pattern on his arm, it was true that he was a meteorite, but he didn't have all the abilities of his own, and one had to wonder what kind of magical power this meteorite possessed.
Doug is gone, taking with him a lot of secrets. This time he did not explicitly say that he would see you again, but since he left a note, it means that he still cares about what is happening on this continent.
"I really want to go back to Chau Island to see...... I don't know if the Presbyterian Church has embarrassed my parents. ”
The parents who have accompanied him for more than 20 years are actually just adoptive mothers, and Jack is still difficult to accept at first, and even almost collapsed. He looked in the direction of the sun that was about to rise, found a corner where no one was around, recited a spell, and teleported himself to the Garland ship using teleportation.
Everything remains the same, and the lights in the rich areas are always much brighter than in the slums. The wind on the sea is stronger than the wind on land, and it makes me feel a little chilly.
Still unable to resist it, he dodged the patrolman's field of vision, stepped out of the cabin, and arrived at his door.
The door was still so dilapidated and inconspicuous, and although it had not been long since he had been out, it felt like half a century had passed. If you want to compare the hardships experienced these days, the days away from home are really hard.
Jack slowly raised his hand, ready to tap it gently. However, the hand stopped in mid-air and failed to knock it down.
There was no dust on the rotten wooden door, and there was still the sound of people breathing inside, indicating that his parents were not exiled. That's a good thing.
Twenty-five years is enough time for two strangers to have an indissoluble relationship after a long time together. But now, after Jack knows that he is a member of the Meteor Clan, his mind can't be focused on family affection at all, but this should not be for an adult. Maybe it's Tana's upset things that make it difficult for him to distract him.
He still doesn't know what is recorded in the "Garland Diary", maybe it is just an ordinary diary of the Garland people, or maybe the horn is just a token of friendship between the Garland and the Kaiqisa at that time. He then remembered that he had forgotten to ask Myrens when he was in the Netherworld. The immortal life of the Kekisa, he should remember that once a Garland came. He didn't take the initiative to tell himself, maybe he couldn't tell who was a Garland and who was a Tana. Maybe they didn't communicate at all at that time, and at worst, maybe the Garlandians regarded the Keqisa as monsters at that time, which was a very common idea in the hearts of the Garlands who had been closed for thousands of years, and it was not unusual.
He decided not to think about it for a while, and stood quietly at the door of his house for a while.
Rum's pomp cigarette was a good thing to forget, and Jack wanted to take a puff and lie quietly on the deck where he used to lie down as a child. His friends would come to fight with him, and Johnson would often come over to tell him about his strange experiences at sea.
Johnson, a name he will never forget until he dies, a hero he will always have in his mind. If it is fate that he came to Tana, then he must have slapped fate hard, if it weren't for Johnson giving him the opportunity to escape, there would have been no "Jack" in this world.
Jack came out of the cabin and stood on deck again. He especially remembered that it was on this deck that Johnson waved his hand and said that he would get on the ship and go to Tana together, and it was this deck that carried his memories for more than 20 years.
"Aren't the Meteor Clansmen and the Garland people all human, can there be any difference? After all, they can't escape the war and the suspicion of the people's hearts. ”
Jack closed his eyes and looked at the darkness of the sea.
The dawn will pass, the darkness will be with you for a long time, but in the end, the light will come. (To be continued.) )