God forbids me to fall in love

Moen turned his head to look at the lady who also fell to the ground, with a troubled expression on his face: "Neil, then I'll leave it to you."

"What is this called please?" Neil squatted in front of the lady in a gentlemanly manner, and said, "It's not your exclusive task in the first place."

After speaking, he also carried the wounded on his back.

The lady looked up at Wei, and then whispered a thank you in Neal's ear.

Moen looked at his feet cautiously, walking steadily, trying not to let the bumps in his steps affect Wei's knees.

He heard the soft breathing of the other party, and he suddenly felt that the road back to the main city was not so long.

After walking for more than an hour, they arrived at another village near the town.

Stay here for the last night, and you will be able to reach Survivor Town tomorrow afternoon at the latest, and then return to school.

This practical task, which was made easier by an excessive tension, will be over, although it is not perfect.

Because Moen and the others wore exclusive costumes that belonged to reserve soldiers, they were respected no matter where they went.

Even though it was midnight for them to stay, the village chief still got up and arranged a few houses, and prepared some water and food for them.

Neil, who had carried the lady on his back, lay down tired as soon as he arrived at the place, and Moen still felt energetic.

He sent Wei to a room to rest, and went out to fetch a basin of water by himself.

Then he asked the village chief for some emergency gauze, and walked over with Wei's focused gaze, almost with the same hands and feet.

He really wanted to say "Please don't look at me anymore", but he always felt that it would be more embarrassing after he finished speaking.

So he could only pretend not to notice and squatted down, focusing on cleaning up the wound.

He only dared to touch the person's body through the gauze the whole time. His arms were hanging in the air and his muscles were tense. As a result, his control over his limbs was declining after a long time, and he accidentally poked the other person's bloody wound.

Moen suddenly felt bad.

Wei has not yet shown a painful expression, he has already empathized with it.

"Does it hurt? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I hit hard!"

He frantically wiped off the blood that flowed out again, and while apologizing helplessly, he looked up at Wei's face, lest he see the slightest sign of suffering from it.

Wei Wei's appearance is usually very calm, but he may also have a long reflex arc. It was not until Moen asked "Does it hurt" twice that he finally took a breath belatedly and frowned, as if Feeling the pain, but still comforting Moen with his mouth.

"it does not matter."

Moen felt even more guilty. After the bandage was finished, he looked at the bright red patch on one side of the handkerchief, and felt that it was coming from his body.

It was just a fall, and Wei's injury was too serious.

Is it because of his special physique?

If I fell, I would scratch a layer of skin at most, but it would not be to the extent that my skin would be torn apart.

Moen couldn't bear to look any further, so he packed up the leftover trash after bandaging, and planned to come back tomorrow morning to take it away.

Then he went out and brought in food and fruit for others, left water for washing, and took care of the "patient" in every possible way until he was no longer needed, and then returned to his room.

Neil, who was huddled in the same room with him, had already fallen asleep, and Moen simply ate some bread, washed up outside, and was about to fall asleep.

However, when he walked into the house, he found a creature he had never seen before by the window.

Moen paused, looking at the black fluffy creature with vigilance and surprise. It looked very similar to a chicken, but it was several times smaller than a chicken.

At this moment, it was looking at Moen with its black eyes open, standing motionless on the window sill, as if it was going to watch here all night.

Moen had never seen such an animal.

But it seems to be introduced in the textbook...

A small and light bird covered in feathers, a wonderful flying species that is different from chickens, ducks and geese

Is that an animal named "bird" that was hunted to almost extinction in the world a hundred years ago?

Moen held his breath, not daring to breathe out.

He still remembered the introduction about it in the textbook. During the dark reign of the Holy See, the ignorant and ignorant clerics claimed that there was a disease that sucked human blood in a certain bird group, so they demanded that all birds be hunted and killed within the entire continent. birds.

This is also a typical tragic example of the arrogance and lack of respect for nature of those in power at the time.

And today, a hundred years later, he actually saw the legendary extinct species in a certain village.

Moen didn't know whether he should approach the past, what if this animal was in danger that he didn't know about?

Perhaps he should hurry up and call his companions to catch this sudden bird alive as much as possible under the premise of ensuring safety, and bring it back to the school, so that the wise men can process and analyze its existence.

This must be another discovery that will promote the development of civilization on the mainland.

Moen was thinking like this, but he didn't take any action yet, but the bird seemed to have sensed something, flapped its wings and flew away.

He could only watch the figure disappear into the night, not sure whether the scene he just saw was real, or an illusion produced by himself after being "tired" for a day.

When he went to bed and lay down, Neil beside him woke up suddenly.

Moen originally thought that his movements were too wide to wake him up, because there was only one bed in this room, and he would inevitably make a little cloth rubbing movement if he wanted to go up.

But seeing how Neil sat up hastily in a cold sweat, he probably had a nightmare himself.

"Huh..." Neil covered his head and sighed, and waited a few seconds before asking Moen: "What time is it? You haven't slept yet, oh, why are you so close to me, and why is this bed so small?" ..."

"Have a nightmare?" Moen whispered to him while lying down.

The two of them are also roommates at school, but they sleep in separate beds in the dormitory, and the current conditions do not allow it. There is nothing to be particular about the two big men.

What's more, as fighters, they will have to use the ground as their pillow and the sky as their quilt when they fight in the future, and they don't need to stick to the details.

"Yeah, I dreamed that I became an immobile corpse, and I slowly rotted when I lay with humans..." He opened his mouth and made a "vomit" movement, patting his chest and said, "Only when I get out of bed, I am a person. This dream is too weird. How did I get into such a weird perspective? It's terrifying and disgusting."

"Then my current position is not the human being in your dream? I should be afraid." Moen said with a smile, "Maybe you are too tired today. Go to bed quickly, it's getting late."

"...Why are you talking about this, it's too déjà vu, no, I have to get up." Neil got up from the bed exhausted, "I remember that Jack's room has two small beds, although it is different from him. Too much to deal with, I'll go over there and squeeze."

After speaking, he hurriedly left the room.

Moen slept alone all night and woke up refreshed the next day.

Everyone was going to leave immediately, but before leaving, they received a warm invitation from the village head

"This must be God's arrangement. Why don't you soldiers stay and attend my daughter's wedding before leaving? With your blessings, she must be the happiest bride."

Seeing the earnest eyes of the village elder uncle who got up to entertain them in the middle of the night last night, everyone couldn't say no to it, and after a moment's hesitation, they happily agreed.

I don't know if the survivors have had such an experience, at least they have never attended a wedding as reserve soldiers.

The cultivation of every soldier starts from a young age, and then they will dedicate their lives to the continent and mankind.

But in order to continue the good genes, the marriage will also be arranged by the above.

There is an old church in the village, which is not luxurious, but it is said that it has been established for more than 100 years, so the people of the new era, who have completely fallen behind the Holy See, still preserved it out of respect for the principle of the building itself.

While waiting for the wedding to start, Moen and the others sat in the last row.

At first, many guests looked at them with admiration and curiosity, but they didn't come forward to disturb them because they didn't dare to talk to them. Later, they also forgot about the fact that a soldier attended the wedding, and they chatted freely.

Moen quietly looked at his hands on his knees, listened to the cheerful conversation between Neil and Jack, and kept organizing his words in his heart—maybe he should say a few words to Wei, otherwise the atmosphere would be awkward .

A few seconds later, he turned his head slightly to the right slightly stiffly, and asked, "Wei, what did you do before?"

Wei glanced at him, and replied slowly: "Herding sheep, and occasionally plowing the land."

"Have you ever herded sheep?" Moen blurted out in surprise, but he soon realized that his question was biased, and quickly added, "I just didn't think of it, because there was no sheepfold in the village at that time." .and……"

Moen looked at the other person's face and said, "Besides, you give me the feeling that you should be out of this world."

He smiled kindly, and glanced at Wei's hair. There was sunlight shining through the colored windows at the back of the church, lingering around Wei's side and forming a faint halo.

"Look, the sun is shining on you now, I think you are a person who came down from the sky." He said with a serious tone, and nodded his head foolishly to agree with himself while talking.

However, there was no joy or shyness in Wei's expression. He just lowered his eyes and said "really?" and stopped talking.

Moen tactfully stopped talking about this topic, and heard Neil suddenly turn around and say, "People in the sky? Are you talking about gods?"

Before Moen answered, Neil's thinking had diverged from this. He poked Moen's arm and waved to the other side, excitedly organizing everyone to participate in the discussion

"My friends, do you all believe in the existence of gods?"

"Although the age of the gods was recorded in previous books, I can't imagine it." The female warrior responded casually.

Jack nodded in agreement: "Of course not. Isn't the God of Truth just a tool used by the Holy See to control people's thoughts. These concepts are all man-made, I don't believe it."

Neil stroked his chin and said, "Devils can exist, and it's not uncommon to feel that there are gods."

"No, logically speaking, if there are gods, how can they allow demons to invade the world? Isn't this even more contradictory." Jack spread his hands.

"Why does God have to control the life and death of human beings?" Neil argued again, "Moen, what do you think?"

All eyes from all directions focused on Moen, and even Wei looked over silently. It seemed that everyone was looking forward to his answer.

Moen was a little nervous, but replied without thinking: "Gods exist."