I hope a lot, there is only happiness and no pain, but if you think about it seriously, all the happiness of Ji Weiliang in this world is accompanied by pain.

Not hatred and regret, just deep exhaustion.

At the same time that Ji Weiliang disappeared, Ling Jinxi also disappeared.

This is the fate of the Sons of God and the Divine Promisers, and when they die, they will all return to the Dead Sea, forgetting everything little by little, and melting into the sea.

Countless memories, countless possibilities, will stir and swell in the souls until they are completely forgotten.

On the dry wind mountain, Qianfeng still sits alone and looks at the sea.

"God, the one who remembers everything, and therefore forgets everything."

When she woke up again, Ji Weiliang held her head in severe pain, this is not the first time, she has no impression of this nasty feeling, but she feels that she has experienced it thousands of times.

She was so uncomfortable that she wanted to throw up, so she did.

"Hey, are you alright?" A small child speaks behind her back.

"Ahem, ahem." Ji Weiliang clutched his chest and lay on the ground, and only after he had vomited enough did he look back at the man.

Cracked haystacks, faint starlight.

"Who?" Ji Weiliang was very calm, she knew that she was a traverser, a person who did not belong to this world.

"You ......" groped with one hand, wiping the filth from the corners of Ji Weiliang's mouth, "Be quiet, don't be afraid."

"Scared?" Ji Wei Liang is unknown.

"Well, I'm not afraid." The man cautiously approached Ji Weiliang.

"Who are you?" Ji Weiliang tried to open her eyes wide, but she still looked down on the person's appearance, she just felt that the person, or the child, was very gentle.

"I don't have a name." The child touched Ji Weiliang, "Okay, I'll save you, you be my eyes."

Ji Weiliang's breath was choked, "Can't you see?"

「……」

"Forget it, what kind of place is this?" Ji Weiliang was not interested in digging people's wounds.

"I don't know." The boy let go of his hand.

「…… I've forgotten a lot of things, well, maybe I don't remember anything." Ji Weiliang was a little cold, and she was shivering a little cold.

"It's okay."

"It's not that you don't remember, of course you're okay." Ji Weiliang complained with some disgust.

"It's important to forget." Although his voice was immature, the child's words were very mature.

"Forget it, don't care." Ji Weiliang pulled the child into his arms, "You stink...... It's pretty warm, though."

After sleeping all night in a daze, Ji Weiliang woke up from itching, pushed away the weeds, Ji Weiliang looked up at the dark night, and helplessly touched the bag on his body.

The child in her arms clung to the ends of her hair, and it hurt when she moved, but Ji Weiliang still grabbed his hand and forced him to let go. new

Stumbling to her feet, Ji Weiliang only knew that she was about to go crazy because of her discomfort, it hurt and itched, and her body was full of smell, and she couldn't stand it herself.

Bathe!

A must take a bath!

Whatever she says, she'll have to clean it up herself.

But after walking a few steps, Ji Weiliang stopped, she turned around, she leaned over and touched the child's wet face.

「…… Let's do it together."

「……」

"Don't pretend to be asleep, get up and come with me."

In the dark, Ji Weiliang pulled a little blind man and trekked step by step through the weeds that were about as tall as her.

Finally, I don't know how long I walked, the sky was slightly bright, Ji Weiliang turned her head to look at the child who had been following her, "Chaoyang like a beautiful jade, are you called Xiao Chen?"

The kid didn't speak, Ji Weiliang didn't get angry, and continued to pull him forward slowly, until he found the water source as he wished, Ji Weiliang let go of his hand and jumped into the water regardless of the ground.

On the bank of the river, the child was holding a wooden branch, nervous.

It wasn't until Ji Weiliang took a bath that he swam back to the shore, looking at the child who was so nervous that he was trembling, Ji Weiliang suddenly felt heartbroken

Guilty, "Why don't you say it if you don't have shoes?"

"I can keep up!" The child did not answer the question.

"I'm asking why you didn't tell me you don't have shoes." Along the way, the child was scarred on his feet and was still bleeding.

"I can keep up with you." The boy slumped to move his injured feet.

"Forget it." Ji Weiliang was too lazy to be entangled, and stepped forward to pick up the child's clothes.

"No! No!" The fierce struggle, the thin wooden branch hitting Ji Weiliang's body, was the child's only way to protect himself.

"You're going to take a shower, you stink!" Ji Weiliang tried to explain to the little guy.

"No! There you go! You go!" The little blind man waved a wooden branch.

Ji Weiliang took a step back, not wanting to irritate the little blind man, "Then don't run around, I'll catch fish."

「……」

If there was no river, Ji Weiliang might have left this child, after all, she didn't think that she could feed anyone in this deep mountain and old forest, and she might not be able to live alone, let alone bring a little blind man.

But with this river, Ji Weiliang is not worried. Fish can be seen in the shallow waters from time to time, and with a reasonable trap, she should be able to eat.

Thinking like this, Ji Weiliang began to pick up stones, and soon, a circular fishing stone henge was placed.

Glancing at the little blind man who was still standing in place, Ji Weiliang didn't think much about it.

As soon as he opened his eyes in a completely unfamiliar place, except for himself being a traverser, Ji Weiliang didn't know anything else.

In the deep mountains and old forests, at present, there is only one living person, the little blind man, whether from the perspective of morality or survival needs, she has to keep this little guy, even if that guy is really dirty.

"You wait here for me, but I'll pick up some firewood."

The little blind man is not only a little blind man, but now he has become a little mute.

Ji Weiliang can't take care of that guy, food and clothing come first, she is cold and hungry now, there is nothing more important than arranging food and clothing first when she still has physical strength.

Walking alone into the mountains, the drizzle with a chill fell from the sky.

"Bad luck." Ji Weiliang said unlucky, what kind of luck is this, it rains means that she can't find dry firewood, and it is even more difficult to start a fire than the sky.

Fire is the most important weapon for survival in the wild.

Can withstand cold, darkness, hunger and prey.

But to ask an empty-handed guy to make a fire out of thin air, it's almost like magic.

But Ji Weiliang has no choice, she doesn't have any choice, as a traverser, she was starved to death in the deep mountains and old forests as soon as she came over, so who can she blame?

While thinking wildly, he walked forward.

Not because you are not afraid, but because, you are not qualified to be afraid.

Ji Weiliang can't wait for a savage to appear now, including food and shelter, everything else is easy to say, the weight of the word food and clothing, only when it is lost, will it seem so heavy.

"Whether it's a stunning beauty or a genius, you will die of cold and hunger, forget it, let's keep yourself down first."