There was silence in the dark cave. The loyal rock puppets were guarding the outside of the dry cave peacefully. Not even the slightest movement could escape their eyes. The snoring of the fire-eating beasts was endless. This kind of creature was born with a lack of vigilance.
Living things obviously have no awareness that people around them may suddenly disappear.
So when Duran opened the portal and returned, he was still greeted by Abu's heartless snoring.
Different from the regular snoring of ordinary people, Abu's snoring was quite typical of everyone. It was quiet, but loud and powerful. The rhythm was not fast, but the lingering sound lingered around for three days.
Dulan breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that when he came back, he would find the little guy looking at him innocently. If it was just an ordinary pet, it would be fine. With Abu's cleverness, Dulan would probably have to spend a lot of money to conceal the existence of the evil contract.
A quick turn of effort.
Du Lan, who survived the catastrophe and gained great strength, relaxed his muscles and bones, and the quiet night atmosphere was comfortable. He poked his head out and took a look, only to see the green moon in the sky, and it was still some time before dawn.
So he found a comfortable place to lie down and rest. The tense nerves were finally relaxed. Dulan felt exhausted both physically and mentally. Although the physical wounds had been healed by the Holy Cross healing runes, the kind of mental
The trauma on the body is difficult to repair for a while. A modern person who lives in peaceful times and is accustomed to a comfortable life will find it difficult to adapt to this hard life of traveling back and forth between Feinan Continent and evil places. If there is no blood in his body,
The original owner's tenacity may have collapsed long ago.
The wound on his left arm pierced by the petrifying ray had long since healed, but as he lay there, Duran always felt a dull pain in his elbow. He knew it was nerves at work, and he tried to relax himself, but found something very sad.
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"I actually have insomnia!"
Dulan tossed and turned, and the long night became unbearable and painful. After an unknown amount of time, after counting 23,697 sheep, Dulan ended this stupid act in depression.
He was obviously exhausted both physically and mentally, and wished he could fall asleep right away - but as he tossed and turned, what kept flashing through his mind was the terrifying image of the headless girl, the ghost brother, the corpse-stealer Kasa, and the evil spirit Arabelle, whose appearance was comparable to disgusting
The alien half-evil spirit Beron...these monsters from evil places occupied Dulan's mind like a nightmare.
Duran shook his head violently, trying to drive all these monsters out of his mind. He reached out and took out the oak thorn from the tail of the little devil, trying to use the divinity of the Lord of the Morning on it to warm his heart and strengthen himself.
will.
He wore the platycodon flower badge given by Anna on his chest. This jewelry, which ignored any fear spells, still could not relieve the panic and tension in Dulan's heart. He didn't know what was wrong with him.
"Could it be that you can't sleep and are homesick?"
Duran sighed silently.
Coming to this world inexplicably, Duran could not be said to have had time to relax for a minute. Especially the two battles in the evil land not only greatly improved his own strength, but also a test of his will. As a
As an adult, Dulan certainly wouldn't shed tears like a young boy who missed his home, but this emotion really lingered in his heart and couldn't go away.
Dulan's thoughts were slowly pulled away. Suddenly, he seemed to be standing outside an ordinary small iron door. The room was brightly lit, and from time to time, an old man's cough could be heard. The sound of cooking was accompanied by the sound of cooking on TV for ten years.
The opening song of the Xinwen Network, everything is so familiar and friendly.
But when he came back to his senses, he was in a cave in a lonely wilderness. Outside the cave, the mountain wind was fierce, and from time to time, a few undetectable whines could be heard from the silent jungle. They were the work of nocturnal predators.
This world is so strange.
This world, too, is so familiar.
Memories belonging to the original owner gradually emerged. The boy who grew up in Baisha Town had received help from many families and could barely survive until now - in this era when life is so fragile, this is not an easy thing.
The boy was like a stubborn weed, growing up in the cracks of the remaining bricks and tiles. Before meeting his teacher, he worked part-time in a grocery store during the day and slept in a tomb outside the town at night.
In the garden, the priest of the church would give him a monthly allowance. This kind of life cultivated the young man's tenacity, so he was chosen by the mysterious man to become his disciple.
"Compared with this kid, I'm still far behind." Dulan laughed at himself. Two souls from different worlds merged together. This feeling was wonderful and uncomfortable. Dulan, who came from the earth, missed his hometown so much.
His parents and relatives, and the memory of the original owner reminded him of his dream and mission over and over again.
Du Lan closed his eyes, and all he could see before his eyes was the aging faces of his parents. Unknowingly, two lines of hot tears slowly flowed down his face.
In the darkness, there was suddenly a rustling sound.
The wet and hot temperature covered Dulan's face, and his tears were wiped away instantly. His warm and soft body leaned against Dulan's body, silently letting out a low whimpering sound.
Abu's big eyes blinked twice, emitting a round glow in the darkness.
"Abu, do you miss home?"
Duran scratched Abu's neck, and the fire-eating beast leaned on him innocently. Upon hearing Duran's question, Abu crossed his forelimbs forward, looking like he had tears in his eyes.
"flutter!"
Duran conveniently lit a candle with a flint.
The fire beast jumped up and gestured for a long time before Duran finally understood - it turned out that this guy wanted to express that he missed the feeling of home. As for what the feeling of home is, one person and one beast had an in-depth and laborious exchange, and Dulan finally became sad.
Discovery:
Abu just misses the days of sleeping in a warm eggshell all day long - fire-eating beasts are not viviparous creatures, and each fire-eating beast's egg needs to spend more than ten years or even hundreds of years in a fire-filled egg.
It can only be hatched gradually in the environment. In other words, Abu has probably never seen his parents.
"Abu, I can't sleep, what should I do?" Duran was a little downcast.
Insomnia is not a trivial matter. Although the protagonists in all YY online articles are heartless and ferocious characters, even insomnia will not affect the next day's fighting ability, but Duran is obviously not one of them. Without adequate sleep guarantee, he is listless.
To deal with a Knight of the Burning Blood Oath Legion, a gold-level master? This is simply a joke.
In Feinan, only by reaching the legendary realm can each profession use some special methods to stay energetic at any time and anywhere. In battles below the legendary level, the two indicators of physical strength and energy are more important than the six basic attributes.
The more Du Lan wanted to fall asleep, the more anxious he felt, but the more he couldn't fall asleep.
After listening to Duran's complaints, Abu pondered for a moment, and suddenly a trace of reluctance and determination flashed across his face.
Du Lan's mind was moved. Could it be that this guy actually has a way to cure insomnia?
The fire-eating beast made babbling gestures for a while, then suddenly climbed down flatly, and then pointed at its back.
"You mean, let me use your back as a pillow?" Duran asked tentatively.
Abu nodded sadly.
Du Lan rubbed his hands in embarrassment: "I'm so sorry, although it does look very soft and suitable for use as a pillow..."
Abu was overjoyed and rolled up into a ball quickly.
Dulan coughed: "Get down."
The fire-eating beast stared at Duran with contempt, and slowly returned to its lying position.
Dulan chuckled, no longer polite, and rested his head on the pillow comfortably.
The fire-eating beast's back was soft, and the surface of the skin was smooth and delicate. It was filled with mild blood. Even the bones in this position were made of cartilage. Duran leaned his head on it and felt extremely comfortable.
"It's as comfortable as leaning on a borneol water pillow," Duran lay there, completely ignoring Abu's low protest. Warm heat surged into Duran's head from all directions, and the originally anxious and tense nerves slowly faded away.
The ground relaxes.
So ten minutes later, the faint candlelight continued to flicker, and the only sounds left in the cave were Abu's pitiful whimpering and Duran's slight breathing.
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The next morning, by a small clear pond, a tall ogre was reporting the results of the battle with his head bowed.
Du Lan was in high spirits. He bent down and applied water on his face, took out a piece of dry food and swallowed it.
"So, they are ready to rob the carriage?" Duran asked vaguely.
Ironhide hurriedly replied: "Even Baldy Bell is convinced that the carriage contains thousands of tons of gold, and the other ogres have no other ideas..."
"Pfft..." Dulan couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of water. He wiped his chin with his left sleeve and said speechlessly: "A carriage can hold thousands of tons of gold? Did you come up with this? They actually still did it.
Believe it?"
Ironhide said proudly: "Master, you don't know this. We ogres generally have no concept of numbers. They only need to know that there are many, many gold and silver treasures on that carriage."
Duran gave a thumbs up: "Great job."
He tidied it up, went into the cave, woke up a sleepy-looking Abu, and said to Tiepi: "Then go ahead. Remember to mix in among them and do what you need to do. Do you understand?"
The ogre chick nodded like a peck of rice: "I understand."
Duran raised his hand to indicate that he could leave.
The ogre suddenly hesitated to speak.
Dulan asked strangely: "Do you have anything else to say?"
Ironhide asked expectantly: "Don't you want to know how I successfully deceived Bald Bear and the others?"
The ogre had already prepared a lot of rhetoric in his mind to show his important role in this operation and his wise strategy, and was waiting for Dulan to ask questions.
Who knew that Dulan just rolled his eyes at him: "I just need to know the result. If you can't even do this, then what do I need you for? Now it seems that you still have some advantages. Work hard.
ha."
Tiepi bent down depressedly so that Duran could pat his shoulder.
"The master is indeed unpredictable. Could it be that he already knows what I am thinking?" The ogre pondered hard while walking towards the camp to the north.
Half an hour later, all the ogres in the camp had left. Except for one unlucky man left to guard the camp, the rest of the people, led by Baldy Bell, went to the Western Pass to ambush.
So when Duran rushed into the camp with two rock puppets, and the ogre warrior who stayed behind foolishly challenged them, his fate was already destined to be turned into a puddle of meat that no one could stop.
- As we all know, rock puppets will only give the enemy two consequences when fighting.
The first one is to make a meat sauce.
The second type is to trample it into...meat sauce.
