Gu Jun wanted to laugh a little and sneered, "Are you talking about that medical dog?"
Seeing these two people who were older than him talking about his ancestor Gu Jun, he really wanted to laugh.
"You guy..." Mo Qing almost made a move, but Peacock stopped his companion: "No!" Not to mention Atal was sitting on the podium over there, the nightmare man's spiritual power was also profound and unpredictable.
They can still fight their way out of the black merchants' hands, but they can't.
"Who are you?" Gu Jun asked coldly, "Don't think that you can disturb my sanity by talking nonsense."
But he became vigilant, and even Atal over there was suspicious again, and he made some predictions as soon as he came in...
The past, present, future, and time are all messed up.
Are they working together? Is this a bureau? But what is the organization behind it?
"Alas." Atal was glanced at by him with such suspicious eyes, but he seemed to be confused, and murmured: "My knowledge is really too shallow."
"Mr. Nightmare Man." Peacock still said very seriously, "You know that Tianji Hero is a doctor, why do you say such evil words? According to legend, if Tianji Hero hadn't sacrificed himself, let the goddess of hope bring "Seven Secrets of the Earth"
Canon" Returning to the home world from the dreamland, our tribe will not be able to leave any fire behind."
The goddess of hope? Gu Jun wanted to laugh even more, his stomach twitched, "Don't tell me, the 'goddess of hope' is Wu Shiyu, right?"
He really wanted to see the expression on Xianyu's face when she heard someone call her that.
"You..." Mo Qing's face turned purple from holding back, "I don't allow you to have this attitude..." Peacock stopped her companion bitterly, but even she herself had an angry look on her face: "It seems that Mr. Nightmare Man
You have been away from the tribe for too long...which gave you some other ideas...yes, that is our goddess of hope."
Why not call her Hope Empress, Hope Mazu? Gu Jun still laughed out loud and shook his head: "The editor should also make up some decent explanations."
"Evil thief, we will not let you insult us!" Mo Qing couldn't bear it any longer, so he rushed towards the nightmare man and beat him. He couldn't use spells, but he could use his fists.
But suddenly, the Nightmare Man glanced at him. He looked at those empty eyes filled with strangeness. He suddenly felt a wave of pain wrapping around his whole body. He couldn't help but grab his face. He vaguely heard the peacock exclaiming: "Close it."
Eyes! No, Mr. Nightmare Man, we are the same race!"
Just when Mo Qing was about to dig out his eyes in delirium, the suppressive spiritual power suddenly disappeared...
"Ah." Mo Qing gasped and looked at the white mask of the Nightmare Man again.
"Please stop being impulsive." Peacock scolded in a low voice while supporting his companion, and he was already sweating profusely.
Both of them have mastered the "Seven Secrets of the Earth" to the fifth secret chapter, and those who come out to perform tasks are all the elites of the ethnic group. But they just took a look at it, was it a spell? The nightmare man didn't even say anything.
Saying it and reciting it silently can be so powerful... They finally understood how he escaped from the theater.
"Do you know who I am?" the nightmare man said again, "are you kidding me?"
"I don't understand what you mean...but we are definitely not playing tricks on you." Peacock said blankly.
Atal had been just watching and thinking, and then he said: "The first time a wanderer from the land visited me was thirty years ago."
Time. Elder Atal realized that it was a matter of time. Gu Jun took a deep breath and suppressed the sudden violence... The degree of mental erosion is not just a number, his reason is even harder to control. From a psychiatric perspective,
This is an "irritable" symptom similar to post-traumatic stress disorder.
Gu Jun adjusted his breathing to calm himself. The more chaotic the situation, the more he needs to calm down.
Thirty years? He hasn’t looked at a clock. The weather changes in different places in the dream world will appear differently.
In the past few days, he had seen that there were day and night, and that the length of a day was about the same as that of the Earth, maybe a little longer.
"How many days in a year?" he asked Atal.
Atal still looked like he was in samadhi, "Three hundred and eighty days."
Gu Jun thought to himself, then the thirty years here will not be shorter than the earth world... Thirty years ago, he was not born, but at that time there was a tribe of earth wanderers, and counting the years they wandered
It must be longer if he is 10 years old. Why do you still recognize him as an ancestor?
About a month had passed since he parted with Wu Shiyu and the others. The tribute time that the ancestors discussed on the desert island and in the woods on the outskirts of Wusa Town had already made him realize that a day on the desert island was also a day in Wusa Town. Even if the earth's world has gone through great changes.
, ten years and a hundred years later, it shouldn’t be like this.
This sounds like... a group of people from the future went back in time, and after wandering and reproducing in this world for many years, they are now encountered by him.
If this was true, he couldn't understand the relationship, and he couldn't accept it in his heart.
"You don't have to be angry." Gu Jun observed the expressions of the two people, "Because I know a lot about the Gu Jun you are talking about, my hometown and the world."
Peacock and Mo Qing looked at each other doubtfully. The nightmare man was the one who had talked with the sage Balzai...
"So I'm very surprised. Your language is not the language of your hometown. Even your names are not Chinese names. Don't you have a surname?"
The Nightmare Man said that he knew more, but the question he asked was common knowledge among the ethnic group. They were also very strange.
"We abandoned the concept of surnames long ago," Peacock replied. "Last names create separation, not unity."
Oh? Gu Jun listened and thought, surnames will indeed subdivide people by blood... surnames will form families, and families will have their own interests...
Their tribe now only has 30,000 people. There must have been a time when there were only a few thousand people, and they were abandoned at that time.
"Mr. Nightmare Man, I don't know what you mean by the language of my hometown." Peacock said again, "But the language we speak now is definitely different. Since our ancestors' Ten Thousand Fires' successfully moved from their hometown to Leng Yuan
Now, more than three hundred years have passed. They failed to bring anything with them. When they walked out of Leng Yuan, there were only 2,000 people left. We have lost technology, and it is said that many scientific laws do not apply in this world.
, we also lost knowledge, writing, language..."
"Mr. Nightmare Man, you have to understand that in those wandering years, any inheritance was difficult. In the first hundred years, we didn't even have paper and pen, so we could only carve on stones. In the second hundred years, we were trapped in the east.
desert……"
Peacock couldn't bear to recall the sufferings of his ancestors, "But the Seven Secrets of the Earth and some legends have been passed down orally from generation to generation."
Is civilization degenerating? Gu Jun thought deeply, that situation is not impossible.
"Peacock, please tell me your family history." He said, let's first listen to what kind of story it is. "Tell me the stories that have been passed down orally from the beginning, in as much detail as you can, and just treat me as a complete
People who don’t understand.”
Although Peacock was confused, he nodded and started talking. Mo Qing and Great Elder Atal also listened.