Sentinel is not good

The arrival of a sentinel caused a sensation in the entire camp and disturbed Song Jian's heart.If I don't let him be a sentinel, it's wrong, but he will still be curious about these things.

Brother Little Wolf has become lazy recently, and he didn't wake up until noon, and it rained twice again. Song Jian went out to fetch water with a basin in his hand, and washed the dirty clothes of the two of them in the rain.

After experiencing the sacrifice of the wolf last time, rain is already the happiest thing for Song Jian. He can't wait for it to rain every day. As long as he hears the sound of rain, he will feel a deep sense of happiness.

But why does the sky rain?Song Jian didn't know.He has never read a book, and there is a special place in the camp to teach children to learn, but he has never been to it.Even if he went, he would not be able to integrate into the heterogeneity of his peers. How could he be able to read if he couldn't see clearly?

But my brother can read and write, and Song Jian knows that he can also read maps and tell directions through the sun.

A day later, Song Jian followed Little Wolf to Zhang Mu's tent again. Zhang Mu and his assistants were asking about the mobile base, as if they were drawing a large and accurate map.

"Brother Jian, what are you thinking?" Zhang Yi came to find Song Jian again. The adults were busy with the adults, so he didn't care at all, "What is this on your wrist?"

Song Jian hid his wrist. "Tooth, this is a wolf's tooth, don't touch it."

Zhang Yi wanted to touch him, but he was afraid that Song Jian would get angry, and because he had a stronger brother, Zhang Yi didn't dare to provoke him. "I won't touch... Sister, what are you doing?"

Zhang Ling was sewing trousers for his younger brother, but when he missed it, the trousers were torn again. "When will you be quiet and learn from adults? There is a sentry in the camp. If you don't learn how to draw maps with Dad, how will you be the leader in the future?"

"I will definitely be the best in the future..." Zhang Yi mumbled, and followed behind his father, far away from Song Jian's brother.

Zhang Ling's ears were finally quiet, and after a while, her mother came over.

Luo Xiaolan hoped that her daughter would chat more with that boy, touch her with her arm, and signal her with her eyes.All mothers hope that their daughters can find a man who can be entrusted to them for the rest of their lives. For refugees, finding a strong and smart man is the guarantee of a stable life.

But Zhang Ling ignored it, preferring to hide this budding love.She occasionally raised her head, glanced at the boy, and quickly lowered her head again.

Song Jian couldn't see any of this, he just thought Zhang Ling was very fragrant, so he sat down slowly and reached out to stroke her hair.

"You're a woman." Song Jian said furtively, "Your hair is so soft, much softer than my brother's."

"Women's hair is softer than men's." What Zhang Ling cherishes most is his long hair, which is black and thick and hangs down to his waist. "Your brother...he is different from women, of course he is not soft."

"My brother is also fragrant." Song Jianguai showed off, "He painted the juice of thorn flowers, which is very spicy. My brother said that thorn flowers are difficult to pick...is it?"

"Well, my brother always gets pricked by thorn grass, and comes back to cry when he gets punctured." Zhang Ling looked at the boy again, blushing even more, "Your brother likes...the smell of thorn flowers?"

"He didn't say anything." Song Jian was curious about Zhang Ling and everything about women, "He said let me smell that, and I'll recognize him. I can find a good man after smelling that. Your... Sentinel , is he still there?"

Zhang Yi ran back again, thinking that it was too boring for the adults to discuss the relocation, but it was interesting here.

Zhang Ling glanced at the bed in the cubicle. "Still, my parents said, he is not the same person as us, dangerous... Hey, don't go there."

"I'll go over and have a look." Song Jian stood up secretly, and said to Zhang Yi, "Take me to see, what does the sentinel look like?"

Zhang Yi is naturally happy, and he also wants to go to see it.While the adults were not paying attention, he took Song Jian to the cubicle.I thought the footsteps were light enough, but as soon as I approached, the sentinel woke up.

"Ah." His sudden awakening startled Zhang Yi, "Why did you wake up?"

The sentinel habitually wanted to touch the weapon, only to realize that his weapon had been confiscated. "Of course I woke up, I didn't fall asleep at all. It's too noisy in the tent, your footsteps are so loud, like elephants."

"What is an elephant?" Song Jian asked.

"It's a...animal." The sentinel looked at them as children and was unprepared. "We have various spiritual bodies. There is an animal called an elephant, which cannot be seen in the desert."

"Is the elephant bigger?" Song Jian imagined, "Is it fierce? Compared with wolves, which one is more fierce?"

"It's much bigger than a wolf, and it runs fiercely. It can trample people to death," said the sentinel.

"Ah?" Zhang Yi couldn't believe it, "Stamped... people to death? Are you lying to us? Where is the size of an animal?"

Song Jian didn't believe it either. The biggest animal should be the wolf. He touched it once by himself, but his brother held his hand and led him to touch it.When touching, one's head is lowered, and one must express surrender.

"You have seen too few animals." The sentinel couldn't see that one of the teenagers had a problem with his eyes. "The spiritual body has everything."

"What about yours?" Song Jian asked impatiently, "Where do you keep your animals?"

The sentry pointed to the side. "Here, a leopard."

Zhang Yi was taken aback. "No! You lied!"

The sentinel was also taken aback, only to realize that one of the teenagers' eyes was out of focus, as if he couldn't see.

"People who are not awakened can't see it." The sentinel understood, this is a little blind man, "Usually we put our spiritual bodies in the mental image, and we can call them out at any time, or we can take them back and put them in confinement. Or protect them. There are only two cases where they sneak out of our will."

Song Jian listened carefully, while imagining what the leopard would look like.

"When we are in deep sleep, people's willpower is weakened, and they can sneak out." The sentinel said, "Also, when we are seriously injured and dying, people's willpower is also very weak, so they can't take it back, or just run away." come out."

"How can I be...a sentinel?" Song Jian finally asked, "What is a mental image?"

Even if he promised his brother not to be an apprentice, he still wanted to know.

The sentinel smiled.

"The mental picture is the small world in our brains. It is the most cherished and important place for a sentinel or guide. I grew up in a military academy on a mobile base. My mental picture is the school when I was a child. But I am only A-level , so the spiritual vision is not strong enough. S-level sentinels, their spiritual vision is large and strong, and only S-level guides can enter, and weaker guides cannot enter without permission. As for how to be a sentinel... This is not my own can decide."

"How do they... guide... get in?" Song Jian didn't quite believe it.

"They use spiritual power." The sentinel told the two children, "Their spiritual power can be materialized. You can't feel it, but the sentinel can feel it. It's like transparent threads, countless. We call them spiritual threads. They By touching our bodies with spiritual threads, we can make a spiritual link and enter our picture."

Song Jian couldn't believe it anymore, how could a person have silk. "Does it hurt when you enter?"

"I don't know." The sentinel shook his head, "I have only been injected with artificial guideline since I awakened, and I have never been entered by a guide. I am not qualified either. Only S-level sentries can be strengthened or appeased by them. If they enter the scene frequently, they will Generate dependence... You don't need to understand these."

"After you awakened, can you see clearly?" Song Jian asked the last question, "Did your eyes suddenly work better?"

The sentinel looked into his eyes and suddenly understood what the teenager was curious about. "Yes, eyesight has become very clear, and I can see very far, even at night."

"Wow." Zhang Yi envied, "I want to wake up too!"

"Don't do it." The sentinel smiled wryly. "Increased eyesight means that you can receive more light, which is not necessarily a good thing..."

"But..." Song Jian still wanted to ask, he wanted to ask how strong he could become, and whether a person like himself with only handicapped eyesight would become normal.But Brother Little Wolf didn't give him a chance to ask again, so he was arrested in one fell swoop.

"What are you doing here?" The boy's hands were stronger, and he rarely pulled Song Jian so hard.But he was really afraid that Song Jian would be attracted by everything about the sentinel, afraid that he would be attracted by those bases that did not belong to the desert.

"I... Let me ask. Brother, have you finished drawing your map?" Song Jian hurriedly hugged and coaxed him, "I'll just ask."

"Don't ask!" The boy looked at Zhang Yi again, filling his eyes with displeasure, "He is not from the desert, and has nothing to do with our lives."

"Don't ask, don't ask, don't ask again." Song Jian could hear his brother's displeasure, no matter how curious he was, it couldn't match Brother Little Wolf's emotions.He followed his brother back to the tent, and took the initiative to sneak back to the home that only belonged to the two of them, just like when he was a child, he hugged his brother's neck and licked it.

"Brother, don't be angry, I will never talk to others again." Song Jian vaguely felt that his brother was very upset, "I won't even go out of the tent!"

The young man hugged him, left scratches one after another on Song Jian's back, kissed and stroked on Song Jian's mouth.The young man had an impulse to keep Song Jian in the tent forever, but he knew that would not work, and he had no reason to ask for it.

Wolves never let their companions run away because they want to possess them.

Song Jian was so out of breath from being kissed, he leaned against his brother's forehead and gasped for breath: "Brother, I'm feeling uncomfortable again, ouch, can you lick it? Don't swell it up..."

The boy felt uncomfortable underneath, so they exchanged touches. "After a few years, when you have passed the coming-of-age ceremony, I will take you to the tent."

The teenager already knows the meaning of tenting, he will hear it from others, and there are lovers who his parents don't allow but meet secretly at night.He wanted to do the same thing, but Zhang Mu told them that those who were about to grow up had to go through the coming-of-age ceremony and invite their parents to meet.

I have no parents, neither does Song Jian, as long as two years later, they will be fine.

Song Jian took care of himself so comfortably that he didn't hear clearly, but he became very happy all of a sudden.When my brother and I close the tent, we no longer have to worry about other women coming to snatch it.

Be a woman for my brother.

A few days later, the sentry left the camp. As he said, he couldn't do without Guisu, and he had to go back.The people in the camp began to get busy, setting the date and direction of the migration, and only had to observe the weather, so as not to collide with the direction of the violent storm.

The boy became very busy, and together with Zhang Mu, he went out early and returned late every day to look for signs of Yun.Song Jian was very happy, wishing he could arrive as soon as he woke up.

All the sentinel guide spirits were forgotten.

In the afternoon, he learned how to light a bonfire with flint and steel. Although he can use fire now, he is still afraid of fire.Song picked up his clothes, and when the wind picked up, he threw a few branches into the bonfire, trying to make it burn hotter.

After the fire was lit, he went back to his tent and waited for the pack of hunting wolves to return, counting the birth of the next litter.

Suddenly, a pair of hands picked him up, and in a panic, Song Jian realized that it was neither Brother Little Wolf nor Zhang Mu's hand.The man picked him up and put him on the blanket again.

"Who are you!" Song Qian opened his mouth and shouted, his mouth was stuffed with a cloth again, his nose smelled like gunpowder.

It was Fan Yu, and Song Jian struggled to get up, pushing the cloth out of his mouth with his tongue. "Help, help! Who will help me!"

The author has something to say: This article originally only wanted to write 20 words, but the background was set big from the beginning, and I always miscalculated my ability to write... The big environment only emerged after 40 chapters, But please don't worry, Lang Yun and Jiancai are also dependent on mutual protection when they grow up. The environment is not good, they are sweet.

There will be deputy CPs, the 18-year-old Little Milk Dog Sentinel Gong and the 28-year-old Kaolin Flower Supreme Commander Guide Shou, and a pair of hidden CPs, let's see if everyone can dig them out.

The story of Qianchai and Langyun growing up is just about to begin.