The child scratched his head, a little puzzled, it seemed that he had indeed bumped into someone just now, right?

Looking around, there didn't seem to be anyone nearby, the two of them stared at each other, a little confused, but then walked forward, looking back as they went, as if to confirm whether they were really hallucinating.

When the child had walked a little farther apart, after walking a little further in the same place, Sean's voice appeared, quiet, but clear.

"That child, the same child that the lord and I met earlier, follow it to a place where no one is, and tie it up and ask it if there will be news." Sean didn't know that Ji En had the ability to track, and thought that he could only do general sensing, thinking that as long as he asked the child, he should have more accurate and clear information.

"Well, let's follow it first." Ji Eun doesn't care.

......

Figure 8 feels like he's hit a ghost, but it doesn't matter if he hits it or not, he's about to become a ghost anyway.

It's really crazy, I didn't expect to go to prison.

Anyway, it doesn't matter, sooner or later they will die, at least, as the dog people usually say to those in the past, and the things of twelve years ago, those dog mastiffs who have the courage to fight are heroic and righteous, ah no, they are mastiffs, and the dog people who can fight bravely are all mastiff warriors, not dog people enslaved by humans.

It also fantasized that it might be able to become a mastiff in the future, but then it felt that the mastiff was too stupid, so why should he risk his own life to fight?

He knew that there had to be a mastiff, otherwise the canine man would not be able to survive, so they respected all mastiff warriors, but then Figure 8 understood that in fact, no dog man wanted to become a mastiff warrior, and even in the hearts of some people, the mastiff warrior was a symbol of stupidity and recklessness, but they needed it, so in this tribe, everyone respected the mastiff warrior.

Figure 8 once wanted to become a mastiff warrior because it also longed for the respect of others, but then it thought about it, which is more important for life and the respect of others?

At first, he didn't understand it, but under the influence of the dogs' comfortable living environment, he felt that he understood that the dignity of others was a concept of nothingness, and life was the only and real existence.

Gaining respect may allow him to get substantial help, but without life, these things are meaningless, only living is the most fundamental, which is why it can persist here for so long, as long as it lives, there will always be a chance, right?

However, after it came out of the clan center of the Wolf's Head Mansion, it suddenly thought of a question.

If being alive is painful, then what is the meaning of being alive? What is the point of lingering?

Over the years in the tribe, every dog living in the tribe looked at it indifferently, any suffering it suffered, it seemed to be in their eyes, it didn't know why, the heavy pressure of life made him gradually become numb and habitual, always eavesdropping on other people's conversations, making it feel that its words should be right.

The fear of death is rooted deep in its heart, but the pain of life makes it want to pull out this deep-rooted thing, but unfortunately it keeps pulling out the roots, and the rhizome remains in the deepest depths.

I'm going to die anyway, so before I die, do something meaningful.

It doesn't know what makes sense, so do what it wants to do and break into the dungeon.

In normal times, it might feel like it was really crazy, and such a bold act would appear in its mind, and now it is actually going to do it.

But now it feels like such an exciting and crazy act of audacity is more meaningful, isn't it?

"Isn't this Figure 8? What are you sitting here, hurry back quickly, today is a heavy place, no one is allowed to get close to contact, dare to approach and be careful of your dog's life! "The mastiff warriors who were patrolling nearby found Figure 8, and everyone here seemed to know Figure 8, even some of the dog people they had never met.

And as for why it knows, Figure 8 doesn't know, anyway, no one will tell its origin, it's good not to be beaten, dare to ask?

But I didn't care about these pictures for a long time, but today the outer circle of the dungeon has begun to protect, and there are so many mastiff warriors, it seems that they really attach great importance to it, and they want to sneak in, so many pairs of eyes are staring, and it's a fool's dream to want to sneak in.

Although Figure 8 doesn't care about life anymore, if Zhen Gang Chuang dies directly in the hands of the mastiff warriors, this death doesn't seem to be very good.

"I said you're not leaving, kid? Do you really want to taste the taste of your uncle and my unequaled trident? The second guard mastiff warrior raised the trident made of wooden sticks in his hand, aimed at Tuba and said viciously, and waved it a few times, looking very powerful.

"I'll go right away, I'll go right away." Figure 8 winced and slowly retreated, and was glared at by the guard again before turning to leave.

However, after waiting for the mastiff warrior to wait for Tu Ba to leave, he looked at his trident made of wooden sticks and thought: "Obviously, when I was scared and said that he wanted it to die, it was so frightened that it ran away, why don't I wave the trident now and it doesn't want to retreat, is it..."

"Sure enough, I have to change my weapon, this wooden one is not handsome at all, and I will have to use a trident made of stainless steel in the future to be more worthy of my identity, as long as the stainless steel trident comes out, that kid will definitely have to be scared, hahahaha."

After thinking about it, the guard mastiff warrior saw that the surrounding area was hidden, and the others were temporarily patrolling, and after playing the trident in his hand a few times excitedly in a place where no one was, he arranged his sleeves with a solemn face and went to patrol other places.

.....

In the shadow corner of the dungeon on the side, Figure 8 huddles in the shadows.

The current master's house can't go back, and it won't end well if it goes back, the surrounding dungeons are so tightly sealed that it has no chance to sneak in, and it doesn't know what to do next, what to do.

Perhaps, I can also commit some crimes and go to prison?

But what is the crime? Breaking into the prison, it seems that it is very likely to be killed directly, destroying public property, and it is difficult for his physique to destroy anything, maybe before he destroys something, the ancestors will find out and beat him up and steal it? It seems to be the same result.,Usually the canine people will call the mastiff warrior for help when they see an orc stealing their things.,But when you see that it's yourself.,Don't bother to call the mastiff warrior.,On the spot, you will give it a good look.。

Figure 8's mind is a mess, and it feels like doing the heaviest tiring work is not as hard as it is now.

Suddenly, in this quiet alleyway, where there were no other canine people except for Figure 8, a voice appeared.

"Looks like you need help, little one, do you need my help?"