Chapter 3 Leaving Home, Stagnant Water, Holy City

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Early the next morning.

I was going to travel far away, but I had some difficulties.

Suffering from severe selection difficulties, I found that there were so many things that I wanted to take with me that I had to take only a small part of them with me.

It's too hard.

The bell must be carried, otherwise I will not be able to spend the long night; Bring some light bulbs to prevent the attack of the ownerless shadow; The stove should be brought, in order to protect against the cold; Bring water, batteries, and tools......

Eventually, I dropped the biggest stove, packed the rest of my belongings in my backpack, called the black cat, and went out.

The backpack groaned overwhelmed, but I ignored it. How often do I use it, just give me this set.

The black cat chased away the few shadows that lingered in the doorway, and they scattered in all directions, but they still roamed around, still not giving up.

I walked in the direction of what the doctor called "there is a village", hoping to find a place to stay before dark, otherwise I would have to rely on the black cat for the long night.

The black cat seemed a little happy, probably hadn't been out with me for a long time.

Not long after, I saw sheep again.

The sheep stood on the scorched earth, less than a hundred meters away from me. It stood blankly and looked at me.

I looked back motionlessly.

The sheep did not come to me and seemed to have no interest in me. He looked at me for a moment, seemed to shake his head, and twisted to the other side.

But I could see very clearly, there was a very suspicious pool of water in that place.

The sheep never cared about any danger, so they didn't notice standing water.

For the first time, I observed up close how sheep were killed by the presence of stagnant water -

The stagnant water, like normal water, reflected the sky of the moorland and the sheep near it. The sheep stepped on it in a daze, and the image reflected in the stagnant water was sparsely trampled by it, and the picture was disturbed so much that the image of the sheep looked distorted.

Then the sheep was really distorted like an image in the water, and its limbs were shattered into a mass of flesh and blood, and the white bones of the forest were twisted into knots to be exposed. The sheep struggled for a moment, wheezing a few steps towards me, and then fell to the ground, silent.

Sheep have always been powerful creatures—though it didn't seem that way long ago. In the beginning, the sheep - or whatever the name of it is - is an extremely ferocious creature, extremely aggressive, and the attack is mainly used to lure other creatures to attack them, and then the attacker is surprised to find that he cannot do any damage to the sheep, and those attacks end up on him.

Later, when everyone knew about their characteristics, they stopped attacking them, and they ...... They gradually became the sheep they are now, because they looked weak.

Maybe in a few decades or a few hundred years, they will evolve into weaker creatures, such as wolves.

However, the sheep do not seem to be able to "reverse" the stagnant water, and the reason is unknown. But all in all......

Cherish life and stay away from stagnant water.

I silently walked around and continued on my way. The black cat was very interested in the stagnant water, and looked curiously at the reflection of himself at the edge of the stagnant water.

As the red sun set in the middle of the canopy, I was met by a long procession.

Ah, it's been a long time since I've met anyone.

Uh, no, I met a doctor yesterday.

"Hello." I walked towards the head of the group, led by a middle-aged man in a blue robe. "Where are you going?"

"Hello." The man replied, "We have come from no city and want to go to the holy city." Have you ever been to the Holy City? ”

"Holy City? No. I usually stay at home and don't go anywhere. I was a little curious: "What are you doing in the Holy City?" ”

"A pilgrimage, of course." There was a hint of fanaticism and fascination in his eyes: "Legend has it that the Holy City is the earthly kingdom of Him, and walking in the Holy City is like walking in His kingdom. Outside the holy city, there are countless earth and stone walls to block, and the flesh and blood are poured into beacons, which cannot be invaded by foreign enemies. Inside, there are thousands of lambs, and life is happy. ”

"I see." Then something suddenly occurred to me: "What is your name, please?" ”

"Name?" He was stunned, "I didn't have a name since I was a child. If you want to call me, you can call me the Lord's werewolf. ”

"That's not what I meant." I explained, "I remember I had a name, but I forgot. I wonder why. ”

"I just remember that the Buddhists have a class of names. We have one companion in our team. He turned around and beckoned to a short man in a golden robe. The robe was so tightly wrapped that he couldn't see his face at all, and he didn't know how to see the road.

"His name... Well... What's it called? ”

"Hello donor, old man's number: routing." The man's voice was crisp, and he seemed to be still a teenager.

I'm a little puzzled, why does this young man call himself "Lao Gao"? Obviously he looks so young.

There is also a doubt that is not a doubt...... For some reason, when I saw Master Rou, I always felt the urge to bury him in the ground.

It's weird, it's weird.

"I don't think you're from Buddhism." I had a little doubt again, and looked at the blue-robed man who led the team: "Why are you going together?" ”

"This belief is not contradictory." The blue-robed man explained, "There is the largest Buddhist temple in the Holy City, and he is also traveling with us because of this. ”

"I see." I was a little more curious about the holy city and "that one" in the man's mouth.

The Holy City is so powerful, there must be a way to find my lost memories, right?

Thinking of this, I asked the blue-robed man that he should also go with me, and he readily agreed.

The people in the team didn't say anything about my temporary joining, just walked silently, as if acquiescing to my companionship. But they seemed to be very interested in my black cat, and they had never seen it before, and they just glanced at it as if they were passing by me.

But the black cat didn't seem to want to be seen like this, and didn't really want to see them, so he hid in my backpack and even zipped it up from the inside.

The backpack was painful and I had some sympathy for it.

After walking like this for a long time, the sun was about to set, and the cold began to appear scattered on this wasteland, and the team also consciously stopped moving forward, found a slightly flat place, and began to camp.

They used a fabric I had never seen before, and they put it together to create little triangular dwellings—they called tents. Sometimes a whole tent grows in the field, but most of the time it is a long piece of cloth and another long stick, and then the skillful man combines them to make a tent.

The advantages are obvious, it is very portable. Unlike my house, it is harder to take it away than it is for me to defeat a sheep with my bare hands.

Speaking of my little house...... It should be locked, right? It's supposed to be locked, right?

A bonfire was lit in the ranks, so the cold people only dared to look at us from afar, and did not dare to get close.

I didn't look for the big eyeball to play chess today, I don't know if it will find it, or simply lie on the window glass angrily and look in.

The leader boiled a pot of hot water and gave some to each of us. Their water is a little pink, I misunderstood the doctor, it seems that the color of the water is different in different places.

Speaking of doctors...... I don't know what happened to the little cane he gave me. Hopefully my little cane will grow a little more when I get home.

"By the way, have you ever met a doctor? He was dressed in a black robe, with a beak-like mask on his face, and a cane in his hand. ”

"I haven't encountered it."

"Okay."

Far away from the hut, I fell asleep in a faint longing for home, and outside the tent, the cold whistled and whistled in the distance.

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