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Lotosas alone came to the wharf of the Dongminggu River, and then took a small boat to the great plain of Itanasus, which was called the place of evil.

At first, the boatman didn't dare to go to this place at all, he said, "I can't come back to that place, and if I'm lucky, I won't be killed by the demons and I won't have any boats waiting there, so I won't be able to come back." It wasn't until Lotosas had come up with all the money his parents had given him over the years that the boatman reluctantly agreed.

It was spring, and at dusk, the scenery of the Great Plains was particularly moving, with swaying grass and wild flowers, but now it was inaccessible, and he was nine years old when he moved from here, and it had been eight years since he thought about it.

"It's been eight years. "Lotosas walked alone among the flowers in a robe, and the robe swept by the breeze.

"It's been eight years. He repeated, "That's a lot going on in the last eight years." ”

His father was gone forever, and his beautiful new home had become his hometown, and the courtyard was full of grass and the house was ruined by the rain, and he walked there, standing quietly, and then through the woods under the hills, and crept under the banyan tree where he had been practicing his piano skills as a child.

The banyan tree had grown bigger, and the setting sun was casting, and the huge canopy covered it with green shade, and he stroked it, as if he had found the feeling of his childhood again. He remembered that his mother had come here many times to call him for dinner, he remembered that his father had taught him to memorize here, he remembered that Aunt Eleti from Heaven had come here, he remembered the big-eyed Titia with the violin, and even more remembered that Aunt Eletti had said that she would marry the beautiful Titia to him, and although he didn't understand anything at that time, his memory was very clear. But all this is gone, and now everything has changed, my father is dead, and the family is in decline. Evil is spreading, even if Tithia comes to him, it is no longer a human being.

He woke up from deep memories, and when he thought of his father's words, he knew that it was not too early.

Sunset. Hanging on the edge of the sky is a red halo, if you don't hurry, you may be killed by the coming evil brother after dark. He thought, "There is no boat left to meet him when he goes back, crossing the Dongming River." He had to take a long detour and would not be able to return home until about tomorrow. ”

He crouched under the tree, thinking about his father's words, took out the small shovel pinned behind him, and dug down curiously.

After some time, he dug around the tree in a large area, but he didn't see anything, and he knew he hadn't dug deep enough. He continued to bury his head and patiently dig down.

After a long time, fine beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead. At that moment, his little shovel clicked and struck something hard, and he knew it was not a stone, and hurriedly dug in this direction. After a while, the whole thing appeared, and about half a meter from the ground, there was a small porcelain jar, the mouth of which was pressed with several stone slabs.

It was his porcelain jar, which suddenly disappeared one day. I never found it again. He immediately took the slate away, took the jar out of the earth, and wiped the dirt off it, for many years. Now it's getting old, and it's so exquisite.

He carefully pulled it inside, it was a cloth bag, he took it out, and untied the string at the mouth of the bag. Sure enough, it was a leather letter that had been rolled up! He now thought that everything his father had said was true, and that it was so mysterious. He opened the cortical letter. Although he never knew who the sender and the recipient were, he believed that he had read the biggest secret.

After reading the letter, he hurriedly put it in his pocket, and suddenly knelt on the ground, and immediately realized that when his father told him this secret, he had attached a sacred mission to him, and he no longer lived for himself, but for everyone, for the life-and-death contest between light and darkness.

"I will not be free at this moment of mission! I will give it to Archangel Esfa, no matter what happens!" he swore to himself.

He buried the excavated earth, buried the porcelain jar and shovel in it, and walked away without leaving a trace.

Now the night had already fallen, there was no light in the sky, and there was a great darkness on the earth, and in the haze, by his familiarity with the road, he quietly touched the vicinity of the Dongminggu River, and he knew that there were no boats here, so he prepared to walk downstream along the riverbank, until the riverbed narrowed and there was a bridge over it, and he could walk across it on foot.

But at this moment, he heard the sound of rattling water from the Dongming Ancient River, and a large ship was heading here. It was pitch black, and there were no lights burning on the ship, so he could see nothing but the sound of the water rushing in the distance.

"It's so late, and the ship is here, and the lights aren't burning on it?" he thought, "It's the ship of Evil!" he came to the conclusion and hurried back into the grass behind him.

The grass wasn't tall, but it was enough for him to hibernate. He hid behind the grass, his heart pounding, and he shuddered at the thought of the horrors of the evil gods that the experienced old men were talking about.

Soon after, the big ship docked. The lights on the boat suddenly lit up, illuminating the entire riverbank. Hundreds of strong men of human beings pushed down the iron cart from the deck, and bags of grain and other goods were transported to land by the iron cart, at this time, Esbinafar, who was carrying a woodpecker on his shoulder, slowly walked out of the cabin, and said in a loud voice on crutches: "Act quickly, if the people of Cilins see us, we should suffer a catastrophe." ”

"It's human. Lotosas thought to himself.

Between the words, Trosiculus followed a tall and fat man out, and thanked him repeatedly: "Mr. Danlo, you are really a great merchant, and if it were not for the resources and goods you have provided for a long time, the soldiers of our underground army would have starved to death. ”

"Needless to say. The merchant said, "You have shed blood and tears for the sake of the country, and you deserve assistance, and besides, I have long thought about the opposite of that Silins, who are surrounded by people who have no conscience and only know how to pat horses, but Silins wants to grant those people the right to do great things, and I don't want to be like them, let alone become a mediocre who survives for the sake of survival and does not know the true meaning of survival." ”

"It's human. Lotosas thought, but, to be on the safe side, he did not return by their boat, but continued on his detour, arriving home early the next morning, as he had planned, neither sooner nor later.

At this time, the mother had been waiting for a long time, and she thought that Lotosas had also disappeared mysteriously like Bakvi. The door was wide open, and Lotosas stepped inside.

"Hasn't Bakvi come back yet?" he asked.

"Yes, he didn't come back. "Where have you been?" and "Why didn't you come back all night, and didn't tell me beforehand, which made me worry all night." ”

"Didn't I say yesterday that I would be back tomorrow? "Lotosas actually wanted to say that he went to his hometown in the great plains of Itanasus, where there was not a single so-called evil. But he didn't, he thought, "It's better to have some things rotten in your heart." ”

"Let's eat quickly, I'm going to perform my piano skills today." Mother said.

"Today?" Lotosas had not slept all night, he was tired, but in order not to let his mother see the flaws, he agreed.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better!] (To be continued.) )