The Snows of Tasikel

, because it can never stand the test. "Then let yourself test this playboy. The scholarly family

"Then, I'm leaving." Ci Yi looked Sui Liu up and down, seeing that he was still expressionless and didn't show any parting. He knew that Sui Liu was such a person, and he didn't mind, showing a mocking look Smiled and said: "Lucilia has a bad temper, she may come all the way to cause damage, stupid apprentice, you have to pay attention, it is best to send her back to Irene Youting, if she is not in the Irene Youting Empire, the empire has no heirs gone."

For this tough younger sister, Sui Liu was quite helpless, so he could only scratch his head and said, "Teacher, thank you." Thank you for accompanying me to Dongchi, I know you just don't trust me.

The Prophet was depressed, but instead he laughed and said, "Idiot apprentice."

As the sun gradually went down, Si Sheng, Sui Liu and Qing He were on their way to Li Cai City.

Licai is one of the most fertile regions in the East Chi land, which is rich in food and has developed agriculture. After a while, a few people saw the ridges of the village outside the city.

The calendars of several countries are slightly different, but except for the two countries of the Southern Glory Continent and the Bright Continent, the four seasons are like summer, the seasons of other countries are basically the same.The south of the Eastern Red Empire mainly grows rice. Now that the spring plowing season is completely over, there are no people on the fields. With the gradually darkening sky, some farmers can vaguely see some farmers sitting in front of their houses and chatting about their daily life.

Follow the flow and got used to being taught by the Prophet, the first thing he pays attention to is the climate and calendar of this place and the daily life of human beings, and then he tries to go to ask if there are any good agricultural planters in the area, but just took a step and realized that Si Sheng and himself Holding hands together, it was only then that he remembered that he had left the life of running around with the prophet.

He lowered his head, a little disappointed.He actually doesn't like that kind of life very much. Hard work, tiredness, and self-esteem frustrated every day cast a layer of gray on those days, but compared to the days in the Imperial Penitentiary, that kind of life is like heaven, the prophet Bowen strongly remembers , has no reservations about him, although his temper is a bit worse...

"Why, can't bear to part with your master?"

Nod with the flow.

Si Sheng burst out laughing, "Are you still addicted to being enslaved by him?"

"The teacher is not enslaving me!"

Seeing that he was unhappy with the flow, Si Sheng naturally stopped touching his back, shrugged his shoulders, and said from both sides: "In some ways... the prophet is good." Of course, I am not a masochist Well, look at Shigong's old-fashioned appearance, it is absolutely insensitive to become a prophet's apprentice.

Sui Liu took a look at Si Sheng and felt that this man became annoying again. Thinking of those people he met on the boat, he became angry and said, "Also, all your old lovers make a list for me, so that I can make a list." I have a mental preparation for next time, this time the boat I took will be with the youngest son of the Duke of Harbaugh and the young master of the Shannan Chamber of Commerce."

When Si Sheng heard this, he immediately laughed humbly, "I stopped dealing with them two years ago."

I heard those young masters say this casually, so I didn't doubt it, but I didn't stop there, "Then let me list all the people who have had physical relationships with you, so that I won't be killed by someone someday." I don’t even know who killed me.”

"This... I really have nothing to do with them..."

Si Sheng became depressed. A man with no problem in his head would naturally not show all these old accounts to his sweetheart. What's more, even if he asked Si Sheng to list them one by one, he would not be able to explain them all. They can still be called by name, and the other Yingyingyanyans are even blurred in appearance, so how could it be possible to list them all.

Sui Liu quickened his pace, "I don't care, if you don't explain clearly, I'll go and see Li Cai and leave."

"Hey, Sui Liu, you can't treat me like this!" Si Sheng hurried to catch up, and said with a wry smile: "Besides... Lin Miechen told me what happened between you and that knight of Irene Youting ? Didn't he have a marriage contract with your sister? Why did he suddenly pursue you?"

Sui Liu raised his head, he was not guilty at all, "I have clearly rejected him twice, it is he who insists on pursuing me, it is none of my business."

The sun gradually sank into the edge of the distant mountains, leaving behind a ray of golden light, which dyed the sky red and gorgeous. While thinking about the future life with the flow, he walked slowly forward. Si Sheng followed beside him, mouthing Explaining, Qinghe walked uncomfortably behind them, in short...everything is going in a good direction.

(Lin Miechen, who was far away in Ye’s house, bearing Lucilia’s anger, wailed: Where is it? Where?!!!)

The Story of the Extraordinary Prophet

I don't know what the life in the ancient times is like, maybe it refers to me... I don't have too strong love, I don't have any political stance, as long as I look at people who are pleasing to my eyes, I will give them knowledge and grace.

I have been alive since the five continents have historical records. I don’t know how I arrived in this world, but I did come here. I was naked when I came here, and most people are like this. I came naked, Walk naked.However, even if I come here like this, I will be regarded as a god by the primitive humans here. In fact, I don't know anything.

Due to the deviation from what was introduced in the middle school textbooks, I was very interested in the primitive humans here at the beginning. Their lives are different from ordinary people. They can use magic...Of course, I later learned that it is not called magic, it is called the art of the soul , To put it bluntly, it is elemental magic plus superpowers in modern novels.

Later I also learned that only the primitive tribe I stayed in was different, and only people in this tribe knew the art of souls.

As for me, it is said that I am the "son of the natural god" with the most powerful soul power, the existence closest to God, and can live forever, so I later changed my name to "son of the soul".

That's right, this place has developed into a period of religious worship, well, it's not too bad, at least that god gave me such a useful identity, because I'm its child, I don't go out hunting and eating all day long It’s okay to wait for death, I’m free to hang around all day, and it’s okay to point fingers at these primitive people. Of course, I haven’t gone crazy enough to have any relationship with these ugly primitive people beyond friendship.

However, after the initial novelty wears off, I start to get frustrated.

Primitive society... If calculated according to the historical development speed of China, I will have to live for several thousand years before I can enjoy the benefits of a civilization that matches my previous life.

Their language is simple and lacks adjectives, adverbials and complements. I don’t know how I got through those days when I was growing up. In short, my daily goal is to exercise and practice the magic called soul art to make myself stronger. Closer to God, more omnipotent.

Later, I followed the tribe to learn how to hunt. There was no way. If I wanted to leave this ghost place, there was only one way.To keep myself from starving and thirsting on the road, I had to learn everything—how to find food and water, how to tell weather from terrain, how to fight wild beasts, how to make tools.

I am a person who has always planned things very well, and I did it in my previous life.I have the habit of keeping a diary, and I will clearly record what happens every day. Before the trip, I will write a detailed travel plan and plan every step in place.This time, I did the same. I first simulated my travel in my mind: the route I would walk, the beasts I would meet, how to avoid mosquitoes, how many things I would carry, and so on.

In the end, when I was about to make the trip, I had already lived in the tribe for more than ten years, and it would be a hundred years after I came back.

In the past hundred years, I have traveled many places and stayed in every place that I think is meaningful for a few years. There, I learned the language of the local tribes, studied their handicrafts, figured out the current productivity, and predicted what will happen in the future Development, I am a little afraid that this world will come to a future that I don't understand, so I always tell these tribes the "truth" intentionally or unintentionally, so that they can move forward according to my hope, which also makes me the title of prophet.

I thought I would always be like this, traveling around the world leisurely, until one day I returned to the place where I was born, but I found that I was wrong. shuxiangmendi

I thought the earth was round, so this place should be round too, but I was wrong, this place is square.

That's right, it is exactly as recorded in ancient Chinese books, "the sky is round and the earth is round".

I walked a lot, even built a ship, and finally reached the end of the world, but I don't want to go there anymore, because there is really nothing there, and the world suddenly disappears into nothingness from there, and there is no use for anything in that place. Soul Art, probably because I have touched the bottom line of "Natural God".

The fear of touching the bottom line of the world kept me from recovering for a long time, because it was beyond all my knowledge and the truth I could imagine.Fortunately, I have Robster and Phoenix by my side, so that I will not be lonely.

They are beasts I found on a deserted continent.

Of course, Robster was not called Robster in the first place. I called it Griffon just like calling Phoenix Phoenix, but later I found out that it lived a very long time. The Phoenix has died and resurrected three or four times. It still looked dead, so I called it "Roubster", and it thought I named it, and was very happy. Of course, I didn't tell it the real meaning of the name until it died.

But later, it died, and before he died, he gave me his son