My Twenty-four Heavens

In the real world, a genius painter in the Renaissance once said that the eyes are the windows to the soul.

For intelligent life, the emotions of its appearance can easily be reflected in the eyes.

Thinking of the tragic death of being skinned and put into the pot, Chen Chuhe's eyes flashed a touch of human sadness, and he looked at Dayu full of prayer.

The eyes met, and after realizing the complicated emotions in Chen Chuhe's eyes, Dayu paused subconsciously.

Boom!

Under the pouring rain, accompanied by the dazzling thunder, the bone knife was only a few centimeters away from Chen Chuhe's throat.

The cold rain dripped down Dayu's coir raincoat and onto Chen Chuhe's fur. The feeling of survival after the catastrophe made him breathe a long sigh of relief, and his eyes became relieved.

At that time, the sword was only 0.01 centimeter away from my throat, but after a quarter of an incense stick, the owner of that sword will fall in love with me completely...

For some reason, Chen Chuhe, who survived the catastrophe, suddenly flashed such a sentence in his mind.

Subconsciously looking at Dayu, it was obviously the appearance of a young man, which made Chen Chuhe's chrysanthemum tighten subconsciously, and his eyes became a little strange.

There is no way, the player's thinking is too out of bounds.

On the contrary, Dayu, after seeing the ever-changing expression in Chen Chuhe's eyes with his own eyes, showed undisguised surprise on his face:

Are you wise?

What are you talking about?

Looking at Dayu who was speaking a strange language to him with a wary face, Chen Chuhe's eyes showed a look of bewilderment.

This trace of bewilderment was keenly captured by Dayu.

Realizing that this ferocious beast might not understand the language of the human race, Dayu pointed to his own head and mouth, and then pointed to Chen Chuhe who was limp on the ground.

Although Chen Chuhe couldn't fully understand the ancient way of expression, he also knew that this human being was trying to communicate with him.

So he nodded, looked towards his hideous wound, and let out a low growl of grievance.

That way... It's like a little milk dog acting like a baby to a rich woman.

Can you really communicate?

The surprise on Dayu's face became more intense, he inserted the bone knife back into his waist, and then expressed his kindness by raising his hands.

While approaching Chen Chuhe cautiously, he murmured:

If you can really communicate, even if you don't understand our language, you should know that I have no ill intentions towards you now.

I want to see your wound, don't be nervous.

Seeing Dayu's cautious movements, although Chen Chuhe couldn't understand what he was saying, he understood that he wanted to help him.

So Chen Chuhe gave up his resistance, lay down in the cold rain, panting heavily, and let Dayu's big hands keep stroking his body.

Ah... take it easy!

pain!

As Dayu touched the wound, Chen Chuhe immediately gasped and let out a low growl of pain.

The low growl of the beast startled Dayu.

But after finding out that Chen Chuhe didn't have any malice towards him, Dayu felt more at ease.

Is this a wound from a fight with some creature?

I almost hurt my internal organs, but luckily I didn't hurt my internal organs.

Father has been tinkering with those weird things all these years, but he discovered some herbs that are very suitable for healing trauma.

Seeing Chen Chuhe grinning in pain but still not hurting himself, Dayu seemed to have finally made a decision after a short hesitation.

Dayu first turned Chen Chuhe's huge body over, then separated his hind legs with his hands, and carried the two hairy legs on his shoulders:

It might be a bit painful at first,

But just be patient.

Looking back at the big golden cat with a bewildered expression, Dayu carried Chen Chuhe's legs on his shoulders and walked towards the wooden house not far away on the muddy ground with difficulty.

Chen Chuhe's golden satin-like hair was soon covered with mud.

Is this feeling... a sense of security?

Looking at Dayu's obviously not broad but extremely resolute back, Chen Chuhe, who was extremely weak, fell into a deep sleep.

...

After the rain, the weather is sunny and the weather is as hot as a steamer.

You mean, that ferocious beast has the same intelligence as us humans?

In the simple thatched hut, the old Si Gun stared deeply at Chen Chuhe who was sleeping in the thatched hut not far away.

Dayu nodded, his face was full of undisguised surprise until now:

I can be sure it has wisdom, otherwise... I wouldn't bring it back.

Taking a deep look at the sleeping Chen Chuhe, Si Gun sighed:

Since they are both intelligent beings, save them if you can.

After all... if the human race is extinct, at least there will be another intelligent race. Remember that the human race once existed.

Si Gun's voice was deep and deep, even a little numb.

Ten years passed, and Si Gun hunted down more tentacle monsters with the help of the resistance brought by his mental power.

But no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't find the superhuman ability to tempt other beings like the tentacle monster.

On the contrary, during this process, Si Gun found out a way to obtain spiritual power with less risk.

That is a very complicated way of baptism!

When Dayu was a boy, he experienced this kind of baptism and gained the same spiritual power as his father.

ten years...

Si Gun, who experienced countless times of hope, but finally despaired, has completely given up.

It is impossible for human beings to gain the same power as those monsters!

He knew very well in his heart that in this great wilderness where the jungle preyed on the jungle, humans who had lost their extraordinary power and retreated hundreds of years of civilization might completely perish one day.

Under such circumstances, Si Gun can feel better if another intelligent race can remember the existence of human civilization.

While Si Gun and Dayu were having their own concerns, Chen Chuhe slowly woke up stimulated by hunger.

Although he has the body of a ferocious beast, Chen Chuhe is still a person in essence.

When he woke up from a deep sleep, he didn't show instinctive vigilance at the first time, but looked at the surrounding environment a little dazedly.

Where am I?

Wooden house? Is it a trace of civilization?

Chen Chuhe, who was dizzy, was subconsciously stunned when he saw the wooden house that was clearly a trace of civilization.

And just as he was stupefied, a young man with a shirtless upper body came out of the wooden house.

Looking at Chen Chuhe who was already struggling to stand up, Dayu showed a joyful expression on his face:

you're awake?

Looking at the familiar voice, Chen Chuhe suddenly remembered what happened to him before he fell into a coma.

Subconsciously looking towards Dayu, the representatives of the two civilizations really met their eyes for the first time.

It was recorded in the mythology of later generations:

[In the endless wilderness, the young Emperor Yu and Suan Ni met, opening the most brilliant era of the human race. 】