That was a few days ago—

The reeds by the Yongliu River swung around, and the old man standing at the bow of the boat called out to a few young men on the dock who were fishing with nets.

"Boy, this fish can't be touched, they all eat the dead."

A few tanned young men looked up and said with a smile when they saw the old man on the boat.

"What kind of joke do you old man say, why can't you eat a dead man's fish?"

"That's it!"

"What flies in the sky, runs on the ground, and falls into the water are all fish, and it's better to sell fat food!"

Looking at these unreverent offspring, the old man shook his head and sighed.

"You also know that everything that flies in the sky, runs on the ground, and ends up in the water, so do you know what they ate before they fell in."

Several young men looked at each other, unable to speak.

In the end, the young man who dragged the net didn't know how thick the sky was, and replied naughtily.

"I don't care what the snakes, rats, insects and birds eat, we take the net fish for money, and it doesn't go into our stomachs! Don't talk about the fish collectors, what do you say! ”

The other boys also came back to their senses when they heard this, and they all cried in with each other.

"That's it!"

"Aren't you also a fishing boat! You haven't fished? ”

"The old man is not a good thing, I'm afraid he is not worried that we will ruin his business!"

Ay......

The old man shook his head, said no more, and walked away with a long bamboo pole.

It's true that he fishes for a living, and he used to raise some ducks, but that was last year.

At the beginning of the year, the ducks in the river were poisoned by the things in the water, and the fishmongers who often cooperated with him stopped collecting the fish in the Yongliu River and changed to seafood products.

Everyone is doing business in the neighborhood, and they don't look up and look down on weekdays, and no matter how particular they are, they don't dare to make money with a bad conscience.

But then again, the new fishmongers don't seem to pick and choose again, and they don't care about any fish, but the price will be lower, and it is said that they are all buying and selling by tourists.

No matter what they do, the old man can't get the things that kill people and exchange them for money.

is different from those posteriors, he lives every day, and he may go to see the goddess of the silver moon one day, and there is no need to lose yin virtue for that little money.

And he's not short of money.

As early as when Wu Tuo was still around, he had three ancestral houses to rent out.

As for why it is still floating on the reeds, first, he can't be idle, and second, the city hall has given him a new job to clean up the "dirty" things in the reeds.

This is a job that can only be done by experienced old fishermen.

When he encounters a person floating on the water, he pokes two shots, and if there is still movement, he rescues him.

If not......

Of course, it's still fished up.

I remember that a few days ago, a researcher from the alliance came over, scooped a scoop of water from the Yongliu River with a small cup, pointed it and shook it, and then shook his head.

From that day on, he knew that the river had been completely abandoned......

The sunset is setting.

After a day of wandering in the reeds, he was about to call a day and return home, when he saw a sudden flutter in the depths of the reeds, like a wild duck that suddenly woke up.

Of course, there are no wild ducks on this river, and the old man hurriedly held the bamboo pole and turned back, and sure enough, he saw a person fluttering in the river.

I don't know if it was because of the reeds or what, the pale face blistered by the river struggled.

"Catch it!"

The old man handed over the bamboo pole in his hand, and after the man grabbed it, he finally settled down and stopped struggling indiscriminately.

When the man ran out of strength, the old man leaned over little by little and rescued the 40-year-old man on the fishing boat.

He took a blanket from the cabin and handed it to the drenched man.

"Wear it, it's windy and cold."

The man took the blanket tremblingly, his face full of fear, like a frightened rat, and the kind that had run out of a trench, beaten by a machine gun.

His body was covered in scars, but fortunately it was all cut from the grass, and there were no gunshot wounds.

It's also a big fate.

These days, the old man has seen too many swollen corpses, not exactly drowned, but purely soaked by the river.

The man shuddered and said in a stammering voice.

"Don't, don't kill me......"

"Don't worry, no one will kill you here."

The old man smiled comfortingly, patted the man's shoulder gently, handed him his thermos, and signaled that he could drink a little if he didn't dislike it.

Of course, the man would not dislike it, but he was worried that the old man would dislike him, so he thanked him for a long time before unscrewing the cap of the bottle and drinking hot water with a bang.

The old man lit the stove and put it at his feet, and then leaned on the shore with a bamboo pole and asked as he chatted.

"What do friends do."

"The ...... of Fishing"

Oh, peers.

It's no wonder you can swim here.

But looking at this hasty appearance, the wife and children are probably left behind......

The old man said with a smile.

"It's good to be able to fish, and when you get ashore in a while, you tell the person who registered you, and they will arrange for you to go to the dock to find a job. There are many boats that go out to sea to fish, and although they are not the same as fishing in the river, they will become familiar with them. ”

The man nodded, thanked him, and said nothing else.

The fishing boat leaned towards the pier at sunset, and the children who had netted fish had returned with a full load, and were pushing the cart in the direction of the market.

Looking at the bustling street market in the distance, the man in the blanket suddenly cried uncontrollably.

The old man squatted down, patted him on the shoulder and said comfortingly.

"Okay, okay, you're going to go ashore, what are you crying about?"

It seemed to think of the other people who died on the road, but the cry couldn't be stopped, and the man choked up.

"I only hate God for having no eyes, and bad luck always rushes to the miserable."

The old man smiled when he saw him and said.

"Can God's Eyes get you here? Be content. ”

The man was still unwilling, and said with hatred.

"But I don't understand why I have been kind all my life and have never done anything evil, but none of the world's sufferings have spared me."

The old man shook his head.

"A life of kindness...... Hehe, what is kindness? If you don't steal, don't rob, don't cheat, and honestly make friends call kindness? Then I look at the fish in the river and are very kind, the birds in the sky are even kinder, and the snakes and insects in the grass, they are all good and good. ”

The middle-aged man's face flushed.

"That can't be said, how can people be the same as snakes, rats, insects and birds."

"yes, how can you put the same standards of kindness as snakes, rats, insects, and birds?" The old man said with a smile, "You are not too young, how can you still live so confused, and treat Gou as kind." ”

The man looked at him blankly.

"That'...... What is kindness? ”

The old man thought about it, but he didn't know how to answer, but sighed softly.

"Probably ...... People who really want to go to hell think you're a fool. ”

It's not like God doesn't have eyes.

Retribution is not without it.

And it came sooner than expected......

The man hung his head and thought for a long time, then suddenly looked up at the old man, and said with his Adam's apple moving.

"What's the solution...... Can you not go to hell? ”

The old man was stunned for a moment and said with a smile.

"This ...... I don't know. ”

Looking at the depressed man, the old man was silent for a while, then sighed and said.

"There was a church with a crescent moon on the shore, and there were a lot of cats basking in the sun near the church...... You go to a priest named Melgio, he probably knows. ”

……

Tiandu.

There was a bit of slaughter hidden in the festive atmosphere.

General Grove, who returned to Tiandu, was still in good shape for the first two days, and he was speechless at the meeting, but within a few days, he was taken by Zeid as Sava expected.

But the next script is the same as that of Savochai, the senior member of the committee.

Gopal, the "gray wolf", is still ahead of the "iron general" Groff after all.

The indignant boys barricaded Gopal in their mansion, and no one was allowed to enter or come out, including the curry that Gopal had to eat every day.

Not long afterward, people searched his house for the beast chess of the Xilan era.

After hearing the servant's message, Gopal knew that his fate was not long in coming, and finally made up his mind to lead the old gray wolf to fight to the death, but unexpectedly, the plan was revealed, and a few calls that should not have been made became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

In despair, he arranged the back road for himself and his family, first put the news that he was going to Kinggallen Harbor, but he prepared a dinghy in Xifan Harbor behind his back, planning to run to General McLene's place.

But maybe it was because of the bad things that were done, and it rained heavily that day, and there was thunder and lightning.

The man who came to arrest him arrived half an hour early, but the man who came to pick him up arrived late.

"Heaven is going to kill me!"

Looking at the soldiers coming in at the front door, Gopal's face was like ashes, like a lost dog.

In desperation, he had no choice but to go to the toilet under the pretext of going to the toilet wall in the backyard, but he didn't want the soldiers who came to capture him to see through his tricks.

When the young man saw that Gopal was already riding on the wall, he grabbed the bamboo pole and went to stab him in the ass, but he didn't want to do it lightly or heavily, so he stabbed Gopal down in a panic and threw himself headlong on the stone brick road.

"Boom ——!"

Maybe there are too many ghosts who come to ask for their lives, and even God can't stand it.

A thunderclap rang out in the air, and a flickering light illuminated the damp alley.

He was covered in muddy water, lying on the ground and convulsing, trying to struggle, but choking on his mouth full of muddy water.

"Save ...... Destiny ......"

At this point, he had only one breath left, as long as someone helped him, he could live.

It's a pity that he was desperate to see that every house around him had closed their doors and windows, and there was no sound outside.

It's a pity.

Walking on the same rainy night, some people died standing up, while others walked like a wild dog.

Gopal, a generation of "military gods", fell to his death under the wall behind the toilet in his backyard......

Following.

News of Gopal's death spread throughout the city.

The people applauded happily and cheered that the gray wolf was finally dead, just as they had cheered him into the city.

Grove, who was under house arrest behind bars, heard the sound of gongs and drums beating outside, wondered what a happy day it was, and whispered to the soldiers at the door.

"Family...... May I ask what is the noise out there? ”

The voice is submissive, without the domineering spirit of an "iron general", but like an old man who has not yet grown old.

The young soldier looked at him coldly, as if to say, "Who is family with you", but replied with a cold face.

"Gopal, this traitor, is dead."

Grove felt nothing but a buzz in his head, like a 200-pound bomb exploded next to him.

Maybe it's the death of the rabbit and the sadness of the fox.

He was shocked, clasped his hands on the bars and shouted.

"Gophal, Gopal is dead?! How can it be?! How did he die? I disagree! No - he's a traitor! I am innocent! Zeid knows me, give him another call! I beg you ......"

The bars creaked with the wizened wrists, but the soldier didn't hear them.

Most of the Brahminas have a consensus on the question of "who can fall into the well, who needs to open the net", and that is like psionic energy that does not need to be spoken in words.

Gopal is finished.

Will Grove still live?

Even the children of Tiandu know that it is time to kill the dog when the wolf meat is finished......

……

The wolf died.

The dog is dead.

The prince of Sava and all the heroes also sat on the fire pit, and they were roasted so restlessly that their buttocks were hot.

Tiandu seems to have fallen into a battlefield without gunsmoke, and those old and rough men who can only fight have experienced for the first time what it means to be easy to block with open guns and difficult to defend against hidden arrows.

However, it was not Gopal's tragic end that really shattered Gail's three views.

It was the fate of Commissioner Kabaha, whom he once despised and even hated to the core.

It was a sunny morning.

Although Tiandu has become a burning fire pit, the boiling fire has not yet burned into the gate of Tiandu University.

Gail, who was sitting in class, was dozing off boredly, reminiscing about the taste of the schoolgirls last night, but he didn't want to be woken up by the "bang", so frightened that the textbooks fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the stick did not hit him on the head, but on the head of Commissioner Kabaha.

Since the joint school, this member of the board of education, who has been both a principal and a professor, has never fallen in the wind and rain under the roar of bombers, but this time he has a nosebleed on the lectern.

Commissioner Kabach didn't seem to expect this day, and looked at the children with sticks in a daze, and then at the adults behind them.

In the end, though, he didn't say anything, just silently picked up the textbook that had fallen on the lectern.

"Students, turn to page 37 of your textbooks, we are talking about "Mr. L" today, which was painstakingly completed by an old teacher of the teacher——"

Syllable!

The stick danced like the wind, knocking him to the ground like a whirlwind.

"What do we ask you about!"

"That day in the theater! What did you say! And why is there no applause! ”

Kabach didn't speak, and as if the people who had punched and kicked him didn't exist, he reached for the textbook that had been the result of countless people's efforts, until it was snatched and torn up.

He stopped touching his textbook and tried to stand up and speak, but he was knocked over, got up again, and fell down again...... Until the tossing head broke and the blood flowed, and even the sticks were broken.

His bones were indeed hard and he eventually stood up.

The twelve-year-old boy frowned, and Niu Jin'er came up with his temper, holding a half-cut stick and was about to give him the final blow, but was stopped by the man behind him.

The man stood up after a pause, looked at the students sitting in the class, and said in a cold voice.

"Students, you are students of Cabach and the ones who know him best. Since he refuses to confess his crimes, and reflect on his own problems, you will speak for him. ”

"One by one."

There was silence in the classroom.

Everyone was stupefied.

Including Gail.

He felt like he had been shot in the brain, and he was dizzy and couldn't come back to his senses.

Kabaha ......

It's obviously himself who should hate this guy, and he blames this guy for making a fool of himself by doing that big test, and giving the opportunity that belongs to him to those mud-legged people, these inferior people...... Why hate him for yourself?

Why......

It doesn't make sense.

He couldn't figure it out.

Maybe it's because he's too normal, or maybe it's because he's stupid to read a book.

And then, he suddenly remembered what Nayak, the clever little brother of the demon, had said to him before leaving.

'I have four generals...... I knew I was going to kill them all sooner or later. ’

Hide yourselves when you go back...... If you can, you can coax...... Think of yourself as a soft maggot ......'

Gail suddenly regretted it.

Maybe he should have gone with that guy then, but now it's too late to regret it.

But......

Why go?

Gail's heart burst out laughing, for at that moment he suddenly realized that he was surrounded by a herd of sheep eating dirt.

What a good sheep.

The owner wants to eat meat, for fear that the master will not be able to eat enough, and he doesn't even need the master to sharpen his own knife.

They took the initiative to bite the unsociable sheep to death and sacrificed his flesh and blood.

He remembered Nayak's third sentence.

'It's going to be your turn, I said. ’

Gael's god stood, eyes in front of and back of the classroom looking at him.

Including the Kabaha Commissioner.

The face that was bruised and swollen and dripping with blood was still the same as the cold eyebrows.

He actually had a way of surviving.

But he chose to die standing up.

So......

It's better to die than to make sense.

"Teacher...... You're good to go. ”

Gail thought silently in his heart, staring into those eyes, and his face made a look of loyalty and honesty.

This is the first time he has recognized this guy as a teacher, and it is also the first time that he has called him with honorifics.

And it's from the heart.

Kabacha looked at him, his sneering eyes as always, as if to say, "You are worthy of calling me teacher", but unfortunately he was speechless.

But—

That doesn't have to be a real sneer.

It's a kind of protection.

Or goodness.

Standing on the podium, Gail made eye contact with a familiar looking man and took the stick from his hand.

It was his father's soldier.

He knew it whether he was wearing a military uniform or not.

Gale clenched the stick in his hand as if he were holding a flaming torch.

Looking at those indifferent eyes, he whispered softly in the voice of his heart.

"I'll lend you your life."

"Your hatred—"

"Fifty years later, I'll take your place."

……

Golden Gallen Harbor, next to the Yongliu River.

The red clay is gone, and the sugar plantations of the Nihac era have been transformed into bustling bazaars.

After coming out of Rowell's camp, Night Ten and Dora and the others came here.

Jodhu, busy with official business, has returned to the town hall.

However, he did not leave the group dry, but arranged his secretary to serve as a guide by their side, and did the friendship of landlords on behalf of the people of Gallen Harbor.

Looking at the grilled fish at the food stall, Dora swallowed greedily, and her face was full of longing.

Although there are many barbecues in the port of French fries, the grilling method and flavor are completely different.

The spices here were sprinkled as if they didn't need money, and the gluttonous worms in her stomach were hooked out again.

Night Ten was also hungry and was about to pay for it, but was stopped by a local guide sent by the mayor of Yodu.

"That's freshwater fish."

The guide hesitated for a while, but was too embarrassed to tell the truth, and only spoke vaguely.

"It's not very hygienic."

Yashi gave him a strange look, always feeling strange to hear the word hygiene from the local population, but he still obeyed and pulled Dora away from the grilled fish stand.

There's a lot of food here, and there's a lot of other tricks.

"Where's the roasted corn? And pork? ”

"That's fine," said the guide, smiling embarrassedly, "but the fish and shrimp have to look at whether they are in the river or in the sea." ”

Recently, there have been reports in the news about eating fish and eating bad stomachs, and the congress is discussing legislation to ban the fishing of river fish into the market, but the relevant regulations have not yet kept up.

Ye Shi nodded knowingly, then picked up the menu and ordered a barbecue for almost 100 silver coins.

100 silver coins is equivalent to 1,000 gallons, enough for a dozen of them to eat.

At this time, the sky gradually darkened.

Looking at the hot air balloons in the distance, Ye Shi suddenly thought of the doubts when he first arrived at the port, so he looked at the guide sitting across the table and asked.

"What are those balloons for?"

The guide followed his gaze and said with a smile.

"That's what you said, it was made by the priest of the Silvermoon Church, and the name seems to be ...... Melgio. ”

Melgio.

He always felt that the name was a little familiar, and he thought he had seen it on the forum, but he couldn't remember when.

"It turned out to be from the Silver Moon Sect." Ye Shi nodded abruptly.

No wonder there were two tugs on the hot air balloon, and it turned out to be cat ears after a long time.

It's also too abstract.

Looking at those hot air balloons, the guide's face was filled with a hint of piety and admiration.

"Speaking of Mr. Mergio, he is also a celebrity in the neighborhood...... Since he moved here from Saifan Port, he has done a lot of practical things, including building churches, helping the homeless, and teaching the poor to read. Although I don't believe in the goddess of the silver moon, he is indeed a great good person, and I really don't understand why those people in the west drove him away. ”

"Westside?" Dora blinked.

"It's Xifan Harbor." Looking at the balloons in the sky, Yeshi sighed and said, "The Wilantes are so ruthless that they even took away the church." ”

The guide smiled bitterly and did not speak, but just looked at the sunset in the distance.

"Mr. Mergio knows some...... Good Willantes, and some citizens who made some money in their early years. They made some hot air balloons, put dry food in them, and let the hot air balloons float to the west. The fuel inside is gone, and the hot air balloon falls like a parachute, and it counts wherever it falls. ”

Yashi looked at him in surprise.

"This ...... How many people can be saved? ”

The guide shook his head.

"How many can be saved, maybe someone can live with just that mouthful of food?"

Dora asked, puzzled.

"Isn't there any food there?"

The guide shook his head.

"Not really."

She suddenly remembered that she needed money to buy what she ate, so she asked timidly.

"That'...... Is there no money? ”

"Not really."

"That's—"

"Don't ask." Looking at the guide with red eyes, Ye Shigao patted Dora's shoulder with high emotional intelligence, "We'll go to Silvermoon Bay tomorrow...... By the way, you can see if you can sense the brood here? Or something like that? ”

The latter sentence is his whim, and it is also a debate that has always existed on the official website forum.

Although there are no broods in Borneo, it seems that the design of the laterite was based on the DNA of the slime fungus variant and improved it.

Dora was stunned for a moment, closed her eyes, meditated for a while, then opened her eyes and shook her head.

"Nope."

"Not at all?" Ye Shi still didn't give up, "What about the soil?" They-"

"I can feel that they are alive, and this soil is actually alive, which is really amazing......"

With an incredulous expression on her face, Dora continued in a very small voice.

"But it seems...... And just alive. ”

(End of chapter)