After passing the side door, entering the wide spirit animal garden, before he could see the surrounding situation clearly, a golden-haired vicious dog "suddenly" pounced. The vicious dog was stout, taller than Elmo, with shaggy hair on its head, fierce eyes, and a low roar like a lion, and bit Elmo's thin ankle with a bite that made him cry out in pain.

"Don't move!" Steward Li behaved elegantly, Shi Shiran stood aside, and this kind of thing was commonplace, "What are you shouting, and I won't eat you! In the future, stay in the beast park honestly, if you dare to escape one step, it will eat you!"

Aimo gritted his teeth in pain, and his heart beat in horror until he knew him. The vicious dog not only smelled the smell, but also tasted the blood, and then let go of its mouth, and the bite was already a blur of flesh and blood.

"Uncle Gong said that cultivating spiritual arts requires perseverance and perseverance! This is the first level of the test, hold on!" Aimo held back the pain, raised his hand to wipe his tears, and quickly sat down to bandage his wound. I have practiced this matter on Gongyang Jia, and now I have experience.

"Let's go!" Steward Li scolded impatiently, and staggered towards a row of wooden houses. Ammo glanced at the vicious dog and lion with trepidation, and quickly got up to follow.

"Crazy lion, come and eat barbecue!" Aimo had only taken a few steps when he heard the voice of a boy about his own age coming from the other side, and he dared to call the dog cordially. Aimo was about to warn that the vicious dog would hurt people, but saw that the fierce dog was now as obedient as a cat, and ran over wagging its tail. There stood a richly dressed boy, pinching a piece of meat and teasing.

"Whose dirty blood?" said the mad lion's mouth was still stained with Aimo's blood, and the boy accidentally wiped the meat on his hands. He stood up abruptly, angry and angry.

"Little boy, just a new slave, the wild lion recognized it. Steward Li was very polite to the noble boy, pointed at Aimo, bowed down and explained, "It's this skinny monkey who spent a gold coin!"

"I'm not a slave!" Aimo excitedly defended loudly, this was what he was most afraid of, greedy Ge Junying had already been burned to death, and he would not sell his slaves again, "I'm here to get started!"

"Stinky pig rabbit, dare to slam your mouth!" "The little boy saw that the slave dared to talk to him loudly, and he was even more annoyed, and raised his foot and kicked the big dog who was still wagging his tail, "Crazy lion, bite him to death!"

"You just agreed that a gold coin sold itself to pay off the debt of the dead grandmother, and this will change the hexagram?" Steward Li was also very angry, someone dared to offend the Ryan Spirit Beast Manor, so it was repaid, "If you enter this door, you won't have to talk back!"

"I didn't sell myself...... Ahh Aimo's little arms and legs were so thin, how could he stop the wild and wild lion, and soon the vicious dog bit and bruised all over his body. He struggled hoarsely and rolled on the ground.

"Brother, what's so lively?" Elder seemed to hear a little girl's voice before she passed out, but the footsteps stopped far away, "Shame on you! ”

"Okay, Miss!" Steward Li stepped forward to lead the mad lion away, and instructed the onlookers to drag Aimo away and throw him into a small dark room.

"Ahh The darkness in the room was terrifying, but the darkness of the human heart made him breathless! The uncle, who had been kind all the way, kept saying that he wanted to repay the grace of saving his life, but he actually sold him! After going around in a big circle, he still did not escape the fate of a slave.

"Guarding against people is better than guarding against beasts! I have remembered the bloody jungle rules of the cannibalistic society for a long time, but why is it that when the matter is approaching, let people sell it and help them count the money? What kind of goods are the robbers of the Norlie Adventure Group, I know it from the cellar of the weeping swamp, why do they still let the superficial goodness deceive? I knew the darkness of the human world, and I was still numb and ignorant as a splendid spring, and I deserved to be eaten by dogs!"

Aimo reflected painfully, and his heartache hurt even more to the marrow. On the first day he entered the Ryan Spirit Beast Garden, he deeply remembered that slaves are not as good as dogs!

The dog's bite wound was painful and itchy, and Aimo soon started to burn. He was defenseless, shivering all over his body, and felt very cold. Coupled with the desolation in his heart, he felt that it was several times colder than the time when he froze to death in the snow of the wasteland. In the small dark room like an ice cave, Aimo struggled to curl up his body, maintain a breath of warmth in his heart, and his mind was clear and faint.

It seemed that through a dark fog, countless monsters darker than the night fog poured out the sky. There are old wolves with exposed fangs, vicious dogs as cruel as lions, and many grotesque and terrifying ghosts and monsters rushing up to bite together.

All the monsters that Ammo feared appeared in the darkness. They used the craziest and most terrifying movements to knock him down, tear him apart, and devour him again and again. Strange birds flying in the air dripping with filthy saliva on their beaks, and basilisks coiling on the ground spewing disgusting venom from their mouths, there is nowhere to hide from heaven and earth, only fear.

In the darkness of the nightmare, Elmo was in deep despair. Compared with the powerful dark monster, he is so small, his cowardly soul is frightened again and again, and his young heart hangs again and again. Aimo couldn't avoid it, his eyes couldn't be closed, and the ostrich ** also failed, so he could only accept the terrible ending again and again. Whether he hugged his head and begged, or desperately fled, he couldn't escape every time, he couldn't let it go every time, and every time it was the end of his body and soul.

Fear, but also death!

To run is to die!

Crying is death, and kneeling is death!

If you can't hide, don't hide, don't plead, die and die!

The hideous monster has been scared, and if you are afraid of death, how can you be afraid?

The dark wolves tore themselves into several pieces, the old wolf wind blade cut itself into pieces, the wild lion came to chew it into pieces, and the ravens swallowed their souls again and again, what else? Snakes, scorpions, ghosts, demons, terrifying monsters emerged in the thick night fog, what could they do?

Just die again!

As long as there is no one, what is more terrible in the dark? If the little black stick is in hand, these monsters will smash one by one!

In the dream, monsters are still endless, but Elmo's soul is no longer lost and confused. The little black stick appeared in his hand again as he wished, and the sense of security that grandma was by her side suddenly came to her heart.

What's so terrible about the darkness? It's not as thick as the dark night fog that grandma swept the world!

What's so scary about monsters?

With a slight swing of the little black stick, the coveted raven disappeared, and with a wave of his hand downward, the strange snake on the ground shattered into slag, and the old wolf and vicious dog howled and fled with a random dozen left and right! The monster trembled with fear before him, and the darkness was as safe as a grandmother's cellar. In the dark nightmare, Aimo is no longer afraid, he once again holds the little black stick in his hand to dominate the world, all the dark monsters obediently bow down, and he is the master of everything.

"I'm not afraid of the dark!" Waking up from a coma again, Aimo reported to his grandmother in the dark, "Darkness is my talisman, and light is the battlefield of fighting!"

"Grandma, I'll survive!" No matter how cold it was, no matter how painful it was, Aimo tried to persevere. Whether the wound was suppurating or he lost too much blood, he firmly clung to his will to live.

These wounds are not bitten by a wild lion, they are the brand of their own contempt for cruel rules, the bitter fruit of using ignorance and naivety to grasp the blade of murder, and the inevitability of touching the furnace of society with innocence and kindness. This is a cannibalistic society, a place that is more dangerous than dark nightmares. All kinds of people outside, peeling off the skin on the outside, will be more hideous than monsters and beasts, eating people without spitting out bones and slag.

Amore struggled to insist that no matter how difficult life is, only by living can it change. No matter how dark the world is, I promised my grandmother that she must live.

With a "bang", a small window opened. Elmo's eyes flickered, and the light that came in almost blinded his eyes. A jar of prison food was thrown in from the window, and it fell to the ground with a pop, and then the small window closed again, and the surroundings were dark again.

"I'm going to live!" said Elmo, remembering the oath he had made to his grandmother, fumbling into the crockpot and gulping down the food. I don't know how many days are left in the crockpot, and there is a disgusting smell. These days, taking care of the uncle's life, learning to barbecue and cook by himself, and learning to speak and tongue well, the leftovers are really difficult to swallow. But in order to survive, he spits out and eats a mouthful, which must fill his hungry stomach.

When the small window opened again, Aimo seized the opportunity to plead in a low voice, "Honorable lord, I don't dare! I am a slave, a slave of the Ryan Spirit Beast Garden! Let me go, I am willing to be a slave!" This bitter plea is more like crying to my father and mother in a dream, "I am willing to be a ...... of the Night Clan"

The lowly pleading in a low voice did not receive any response. There was still a crockpot of leftovers outside, the small window was closed as usual, and the surroundings were once again plunged into darkness. But Aimo knew that he had completely changed, that his heart had changed! The darkness was still there, and the scars were still there, but he was no longer the red fruit boy of the past, he was a slave who was more despicable than the white fish villain and cheaper than the dog!

Finally, one day, the plea was answered, and the door of the little dark room opened. The elegant Steward Li stood outside, watching with contempt as Elmo crawled out, kneeling at his feet and kissing his boots, as humble as an ant.

"The slave who eats, if he didn't feel sorry for a gold coin, he would have chopped it up and fed the wolf!" Steward Li was accustomed to such an experience. Every disobedient slave has such a play, but after cleaning up, they are all obedient, and the untouchables should be oppressed, "Come on, print!"

A few craftsmen came up next to him, pressed Elmo firmly to the ground, and pulled his right hand out. Then, hearing only a "sting", they took a red-hot soldering iron and made a deep imprint on their hands. Aimo felt a pain in his right palm, and when everyone let go, he withdrew his arm and saw that the palm had already been branded with a black mark. Grandma said that when she was eighteen years old, there would be a night badge in her palm, and now she has it at the age of twelve, I don't know if it's providence. Elmo smiled bitterly and acknowledged the reality. He also had to quickly kneel down and thank Ryan Spirit Animal Park for not killing him.

"From now on, feed the spirit beast well, if you don't do a good job, you will chop it up and feed the wolf!" Steward Li looked at the slave who bowed down in front of him with satisfaction, and then assigned it to let an old slave lead Aimo to Gengyuan.

The Ryan Spirit Beast Manor occupies a very large area, and many spirit beasts are raised in the sub-region. Steward Li named each park from A to Shen, and the Gengyuan where Aimo went was in the dense forest due west.

Coming out of the cell, Aimo silently followed the old slave, the brand hurt so badly that his right hand was red and swollen. Fortunately, the various scenery in the manor attracted attention, and they went all the way west through the small half of the Spirit Beast Garden, and before they could see enough of the large houses of Aimo, they turned their heads and saw a large and wide square, and there were even larger buildings behind them. Under the warm sunshine, the three-storey central main building towering behind the large green lawn is peaceful and quiet, such a spectacular and complex man-made structure, Aimo opened his mouth wide, this is more beautiful than the paradise of his parents in his dreams.

"Grab the ash and press it on your hand, and the wound heals quickly. "It took a while for the two of them to come to Gengyuan. Entering a low shack, the old slave kicked the fire with his foot, and gave a hint of concern. Aimo hurriedly stepped forward, it was impossible for a slave to have gold sore medicine, maybe it was a good experience.

But as soon as he bowed down, Aimo was hit the crook of his leg and knelt down.

"Here, I'm the boss!" The old slave's face behind the fire changed, and his two small eyes stared at him viciously, completely lost his eyebrows and eyes, "If you dare to mess around, immediately cut and feed the wolf, remember?"

"Hello uncle!" a person who has knelt once, he is used to kneeling, giving in once and giving in again and again. Aimo knelt down with Steward Li, and this time he also obeyed the kneeling old slave, and he would also pat himself on the back, "Your old man is highly respected, you can be a father and a mother, no, it's my own grandfather!"

"Call me Uncle Tie, soft egg!" The old slave didn't finish shaking his majesty, he didn't enjoy it in his heart, and he despised Aimo's cowardice very much, "They are your eldest brother and second brother, they all know each other!"

"Hello big brother! Hello second brother!" Aimo didn't get up directly, turned around and kowtowed to greet him, so that the two slaves who beat the black stick were very satisfied.

"Tie Dan, give him the rules!" Uncle Tie explained, and squinted comfortably on the chaise longue beside the fire.

"Soft egg, remember!" "The boss Iron Egg is very strong, and the flesh on his arms is bulging. He hit the black stick just now, and it seems that he didn't fight enough, and he kept clenching his fists in his hands, "From now on, you will do all the work, and all the delicious food will honor us, do you know?"

"What the eldest brother said is that I remember it all. Aimo hurriedly agreed, slaves also have superiority, "I'll go and chop wood, Uncle Tie, eldest brother, and second brother to bake the fire." ”

"It's good to have a long look. Rotten egg, you lead it!" Iron Egg waved his hand magnificently, and asked the silent black thin slave on the right to take Amor to work. The skinny slave bowed his head and bowed in agreement, his face was very meek, but Aimo guessed that he must be scolding his mother in his stomach.

"You three go, go to the garden first!" Uncle Tie didn't agree, let him teach Aimo to feed the spirit beast first. He saw that this kid had a long look, and he would be able to worry about raising spirit beasts diligently in the future. After all, the slaves can be in the nest, if the spirit beasts in the garden are missing, it is still a big crime to cut off their heads together, and no one will be able to run away at that time.

Gengyuan is divided into two entrances, raising a lot of unknown beasts, which are classified and separated from each other. The front yard is a shack where slaves live, and a lot of herbivorous pigs and rabbits are raised, and then these live food are used to feed the carnivorous spirit animals in the backyard.

The beasts in the cage in the backyard were all captured from the Desperate Wasteland last year, and they were not tamed at all, they were wild and fierce, and they roared when they heard someone approaching. Aimo saw Iron Egg drag a pig and rabbit and throw it far away into a cage, when he suddenly heard a roar, and a yellow beast shadow flashed, swallowing the trembling pig and rabbit in the cage, and then pounced viciously on Iron Egg. Fortunately, the iron chain behind it was strong, and it was suddenly straightened, and Hu Tong dragged it back again. But this flutter still shocked Tie Dan's face pale, and it was obvious that the soles of his feet were weak.

After looking around, Aimo figured out his task, and the heaviest thing at the moment was to mow the grass and raise pigs and rabbits. Although the winter cold has not faded, these pigs and rabbits are all very fat, and they eat and sleep every day, wake up and eat, and are as lazy as pigs. They also eat a lot, and to feed them, they have to keep mowing the grass from morning to night every day, which is also one of the most tiring jobs in the Lane Spirit Animal Garden.

Just started to take over, Aimo didn't know how to use a sickle, and no matter how he cut the grass, it was not smooth. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't satisfy the appetite of the pigs and rabbits, which made Uncle Tie furious, and he didn't have dinner at all. Iron eggs and rotten eggs watched the excitement on the sidelines, and they didn't help when they coaxed. Aimo had no choice but to continue at night, taking advantage of the faint moonlight to mow the grass all night, not believing that the thin rotten egg could do what he couldn't do himself.

The weeds in the dense forest are all grown at will, there is no pattern to speak of, after a winter of frost and snow ravage, the grass stems are slippery and tough and difficult to cut. In the dark night, Aimo couldn't see clearly, and with the scythe being unskilled, he accidentally cut it on the instep of his foot. He jumped on his feet in pain and screamed for bad luck. But in the lonely and dark woods, there was no trace of warmth except for the cries of night owls and the intermittent cold wind.

Fortunately, the night was long enough, and when the day was shining, Ammo finally carried back the pile of pigweed. But the pigs and rabbits in the front yard woke up, and they also had a great appetite, and swallowed half of it. Seeing the little pigherd's face crying again, he had to go to grass again.