Three Philosophical Questions for Travelers

The cloud-winged bird dragged Malu to the side of the pile of corpses, screamed on the spot, and left.In the empty wilderness, there is only this neatly arranged corpse mountain and sea of ​​corpses.

Hyacinth counted and estimated that there were tens of thousands of animal carcasses piled up here. She couldn't figure out why the animals brought their prey here?

She asked the orc, "Greyhorn, you have seen a lot, what do you think of this?"

Gray Horn shook his head and said, "I've never seen such a scene." Adora continued, "It's too weird, like a sacrifice. But how do animals know about sacrifices?"

Grayhorn said to her, "The Orcs understand, and the brutes may understand too."

Adora froze for a moment, but did not answer.At this time, the ranger sniffed and said, "Have you noticed, there is no smell at all."

Really, Hyacinth looked at the corpses and thought, not only did they not smell bad, but they didn't rot, and they didn't see scavengers like vultures.After discussing for a while, several people decided to go over and have a look.

As soon as they got closer, they realized how bloody and barbaric this "altar" was.The corpses of all kinds of animals and reptiles were neatly lined up on the ground, just like a butcher's stall selling meat.Hyacinth saw no less than thirty kinds of birds and more than twenty kinds of wild animals.The fierce beasts in her previous impression: such as tigers, jackals, monitor lizards and crocodiles, have also become sacrifices here.

Hyacinth thought to himself: Gray Horn is right, the law of the swamp is ruthless.

At this time, the ranger stuck a goat's blood on his fingers, touched it, and said, "It's strange, this guy has been dead for several days, but the body is not corrupted at all." He smelled it again, and put it in front of his eyes , "There's some sort of slime in here that seems to be keeping these corpses fresh. I don't know what it is, but I think someone must be doing these things. It's not like an animal would behave like that. .”

Adora nodded and said, "I agree with you, and I think we should take a piece of meat home and study it carefully."

Gray Horn said anxiously: "If this is an altar, then we shouldn't mess with the things here." The orc shrank back, "I think... I want to get out of here!" He turned around and walked away. After two steps, he came back and grabbed Hyacinth, saying: "The spirit of Mother Earth told me to protect you, Hyacinth, you should leave here too, it's not safe!"

Hyacinth was unwilling to give up the dragon's clues just like this, she said: "Then we should hide and see who this altar is for."

At this moment, there was another movement not far away.The ranger glanced at the back and said, "It's coming again! Hide quickly."

So several people hid behind a huge dragon corpse.Hyacinth looked around, while Balut protected the shivering little Camellia.Both the orc and the ranger drew their swords, and Adora held a handful of poison powder in her hand.

There was a strange "squeak" sound in the mushroom forest, and then a large group of monkeys rushed out of the forest.These things have long hands and long legs, and they are a circle bigger than ordinary monkeys. They ran towards this side screaming strangely.Hyacinth saw that each monkey was carrying a bloody sacrifice, some were holding it, some were holding it, some were holding it, all of which were limbs or organs.At first, Hyacinth thought that these were animal organs, that these monkeys slaughtered cattle and sheep somewhere, and then transported the corpses, but when she got closer, she realized something was wrong.Then there was a "buzz" in her head, and she almost fainted from fright.

Because she saw Eight Finger Jon's head.

"Fuck." This is the second time Silver Fox Ranger swears.

The others were too scared to speak out, and Balut covered Shancha's mouth and eyes to prevent the little girl from screaming in fright.

When the monkeys reached the altar, they put the corpse on the ground.Hyacinth resisted the discomfort and poked his head to watch.She found that not only Jon's body was there, but almost Jon's entire team was here.They were dismembered and cut into pieces: hands, feet, heads, and hanging offals. These sacrifices were all neatly placed on the ground.

Unlike other animals, monkeys are more intelligent.Therefore, after they finished offering their sacrifices, they still had to kneel down and pay respects, as if they were human beings.This scene was very strange: the air was filled with the smell of blood, and a group of blood-stained monkeys pretended to be human and worshiped a pile of corpses.Hyacinth felt nauseous for a while, she turned her head away and didn't want to look any more.But the bloody scene has already been printed in her mind, I'm afraid she will have a nightmare tonight.

After a while, the monkeys finished offering sacrifices and left here.However, until those guys walked away, Hyacinth and the others didn't speak, and no one dared to move.The first thing to break the silence was Barut's cry. "Mom!" the bald man sobbed, "Balut is going home, and Balut is not playing anymore!" Shan Cha comforted him, wiping his tears and stroking his bald head.

Hyacinth was also scared, but she didn't cry. She said, "Let's leave here first, and discuss countermeasures after returning to King Fungus."

Gray Horn said: "You should get out of here, something terrible is happening in the Mushroom Forest. This altar must be offering sacrifices to some kind of evil spirit, we—"

"This is the altar of the dragon!" Xiao Shancha said suddenly.

Everyone looked at her, Adora knelt down and asked her, "Shancha, what did you say?"

"This is the altar of the dragon." The little girl repeated, "I saw it in my hometown. Before the dragon came, the animals would kill each other and set up an altar for the dragon. Our villagers don't know what the altar is for. They took many sacrifices from it, and then the dragon came and destroyed the village."

"Really? Are you sure this is for the dragon?" Adora's tone was very excited, which made Hyacinth feel very weird.She didn't seem to be afraid at all.

Shan Cha stared at her silently, and Adora froze for a moment, as if aware of her gaffe.She moved back and said, "Let's go back first, Hyacinth is right, go back and discuss countermeasures."

Trail of the Green Dragon, [-]

Trail of the Green Dragon, [-]

So everyone set off to meet the camp, and everyone was very heavy on the way back.Hyacinth was startled and frightened, and the tragic situation of Eight-fingered Jon flashed back and forth in her mind.However, she was afraid of returning home, but her determination to find the dragon did not waver.

After walking for a while, Gray Horn asked, "Are you still planning to continue searching for dragons?"

"Yes." Adora said firmly.

Hyacinth also said: "It must be found."

Balut had no idea, just kept crying.Shan Cha continued to comfort him.

The ranger was silent for a long time, and then said: "What are you going to do after you find the dragon?"

Adora didn't answer, but Hyacinth said, "I want dragon eggs."

"You want a dragon of your own?" the ranger asked her.

"Yes, I want to."

"But I don't want to. I want to kill the dragon."

The silver fox ranger looked at his sword and said, "Slaying dragons and acting as a chivalrous man is the natural mission of a ranger. Now that I have seen it, there is no reason to let it go."

Hyacinth asked in surprise, "Can you beat a dragon?"

"If I win, I will be a hero. If I lose, then I hope you will write me as a legend—Ms. Adora, please please." He said to Hyacinth and Adora, "You are poets And dancers, if I die under the dragon's breath, you can write me a poem, dance a dance, sing a song, and pass on my story. If you can do this, the ranger will die in peace."

At first, Hyacinth only thought of him as a wanderer, but he didn't expect him to have such awareness. "Very well then," said Hyacinth, "if misfortune happens, I will sing your song and dance your dance."

Adora laughed too, and said, "Okay, if that's the case, I'll also write a long poem for you, dragon-slaying warrior, Faun Timnard."

The ranger let out a hearty laugh, put away the sword, stroked his silver hair with his hands, and said, "I like this kind of life."

Hyacinth didn't know what ability the Ranger had to kill the dragon, so she couldn't help asking the Ranger, "As one of the Four Rangers, you must have extraordinary abilities, right?"

Silver Fox Ranger smiled and said, "Of course!"

"Then what skills do you have?"

The ranger pulled out the sword that had been inserted just now, and said, "I have three abilities."

"Which three?"

The ranger looked at her and smiled, and said, "This is my life-saving skill, do you think I will tell you easily?"

Hyacinth quickly said: "Ah, sorry, I shouldn't ask more questions."

The ranger laughed and said, "Then listen up, the first one!"

Why?Didn't you say nothing?

"The first one is my sword. This is the ancestral sword of the Heworth family of the northern royal family. It is made of cold steel and white star iron. It is infused with the blood of saints and runes to exorcise demons. This sword can cut Steel, which can pierce dragon scales, and with it I can slay dragons."

"What about the second one?" Hyacinth asked.

"The second is my swordsmanship!" He played with his sword, "My swordsmanship talent is unparalleled in the world. I created my own swordsmanship without learning or practicing. So far, I have never lost a single one!"

"I don't believe it!" said Hyacinth. "I tell you, I know a man named Spike Ranger, also known as Smiley Ranger, Smiley Cat."

This was the first time that Hyacinth had mentioned the Smiley Cat to him. Upon hearing the name, Silver Fox Ranger's face immediately turned dark, and he said, "Do you know that rogue?"

"That's right!" Hyacinth said, "He said that the Faceless Ranger has the best swordsmanship among the Four Rangers."

Silver Fox Ranger shouted at once: "That's nonsense! I, Farn Timnard, I am the Crown Prince of the House of Heworth in the North, a wandering king, and a romantic ranger-but the Faceless Ranger is a What? Is that faceless guy a human or a ghost? I think it's a snake under the mask, right? Let me tell you, the Four Rangers have never competed in swordsmanship or martial arts, because the three of us all think that the Faceless Ranger is the best in the world. "

Hyacinth said: "It's so powerful, what are the three of you capable of?"

Fawn Timnard raised his brows and said, "The Ranger who takes the blame is the number one in cooking, and the Ranger who is smiling is the number one in drinking, and I am naturally..." He rolled his eyes, "Singing and playing the piano are the number one."

He must want to say that hooking up with women comes first, Hyacinth thought to himself.

"What about your third ability?"

"The third one is the qin in my hand, the flute in my mouth, and my brave and romantic heart!" He turned around like an actor on stage, walking backwards while bowing at the curtain call.

Adora said to him: "You told us this, aren't you afraid that we will tell it?"

Fine Timnard laughed and said: "Hahahahaha! Secretly, like a ranger? Beautiful poet, I just told you all this. Would you use it to harm me?"

Adora smiled sideways: "That's not necessarily true, what if I casually told others?"

"Then please write this into the poem too! I like it."

The female poet shook her head and said, "You really look like a person in a story."

After Silver Fox Ranger made such a fuss, there was a bit more heroism and pride in the sadness.Hyacinth thought to himself: If this dragon is really a bad dragon, we should kill it.Killing it could save many lives.Then I took the dragon eggs and raised them myself, and trained them to be docile and obedient dragons.

After walking for a while, they saw that big mushroom.When Balut saw the mushroom, he hurried over and knelt down, saying, "Thank you for saving my life!" This time, Camellia and the orc followed suit.Hyacinth didn't kneel down, she just said: "If you are really the god here, then I ask you to open your eyes and punish that evil dragon."

After talking, several people climbed up the mushroom king canopy along the rope ladder.After going up, Hyacinth saw that everyone was waiting for them.The fruit sisters, the surviving mercenaries, ascetic monks and Mrs. Levin.When she saw these people, she said, "Are you all right? I saw Jon..."

"He's dead," said the mercenary Galmar, a thin, white young man who looked malnourished. "He died a terrible death." After he finished speaking, he began to cry.

Hyacinth asked, "What hit you? How did you get back?"

Everyone was silent, only Mrs. Lewin said: "Monkeys, hundreds of monkeys, they rushed up and tore Jon to pieces." This thick woman was the calmest one, "Fucking bastard, I Killed two, but they scratched my hand. Then a big bird came and breathed fire and scared them all away."

"A fire-breathing bird?" Ranger stepped forward and asked with great interest, "What does it look like, and how big is it?"

Mrs. Rawin said, "That's right, it's probably—oh!" She suddenly pointed at the Ranger's back, "It's just that big!"

Hyacinth felt a burst of fire suddenly appear behind her, and when she turned her head, she saw a phoenix flying towards them.However, before he could see it clearly, the phoenix spun around and turned into a white human figure.

"It's you?" Hyacinth knew that person.

Trail of the Green Dragon, [-]

Trail of the Green Dragon, [-]

"Is it me?" The man repeated Hyacinth's words, he—or she, or it, him.He was all pure white, and he couldn't tell whether he was a man or a woman, and there was an inhuman weirdness between his brows. "I know you," He said, "Girl from Bear Mountain, your name is Hyacinth, right—"

"Yes!" Hyacinth replied while He continued, "—is that right, 0032?"

It turned out that He was asking about the small wooden carving on his neck.Hyacinth asked him, saying: "Why are you here, your treant..."

This person is the Druid who lived in Little Bear Mountain, Sean.He has helped people in Haiwen and Xiongshan many times.More than a year ago, He sent a letter to Hai Wen, saying that the inner fusion core of the tree man 0032 with him had malfunctioned, and he was going to the south to find a way to save his friend.There has been no contact with this person since.

Sean lifted the small wooden sculpture hanging around his neck and said, "This is 0032."

so small?Not as big as a thumb.Hyacinth blinked, only to find that the little tree man was blinking at her too.

Pretty cute.

Then Hyacinth and others explained Xiao En's matter, and everyone thanked him for saving his life, but this person just nodded lightly and didn't say anything.Hyacinth looked at him and thought to himself: He (Note ①) looks even weirder, it seems that... his temperament has changed?

(Note: "He" will be used as the third person in the book referring to the third, fourth, and divine beings in the future. But because Hyacinth regards him as an ordinary human being, the psychological monologue is still written as "he")

"Hi, friend!" Ranger went up to shake the man's hand, but Sean just looked at his hand and ignored him.

"I've seen many druids, but you're different, friend. I feel a little divinity about you."

Sean looked at him and said, "I've seen many rangers, but none are more like a king than you."

Then they both laughed, but neither went any further.

"One more thing." Said the Ranger.

"what?"

"You and I have different colors, one of us must change clothes, and it's better to dye our hair again." You Xia pointed to his silver hair and said.

Only then did Hyacinth notice that both of them had fair skin and silver hair, which was actually not bad, but Silver Fox Ranger definitely didn't like being like everyone else.

Sean said: "It's very simple." After that, he took three deep breaths, and then his skin color became three points darker, and his hair turned into a light yellow like cheese, and was slightly curled.In this way, He looks more like a woman.

It was already afternoon, and the fruit sisters had already prepared lunch.Several people invited the druid to have a meal together, and it readily accepted.During the meal, Adora asked him: "Most of the druids I've seen are rough wizards, why do you look different from them?"

"Wizards can only change into a few types of male animals, but I can change into thousands of things." He slowly sipped the wine in his glass, "I can change everything I have seen. Regardless of male or female or size .”

Adora looked at him, seemingly curious.But the female poet knew the propriety of words, so she didn't continue to ask.The others also kept their distance from Sean, because he looked even weirder than an orc.

But not Hyacinth, who has a natural affinity with the weirdo pair.She asked Sean, "What are you doing here?"

"Same as you," He said.

Hyacinth asked in surprise, "Are you also looking for the dragon?"

He replied, "I need dragon magic to fix 0032."

"Can dragons still use magic?"

"More than humans know, more than elves, orcs, titans, murlocs, marshmen, and ancient races combined." He explained to Hyacinth, "The lifespan of dragons is at least 5 years. According to ancient books, they are creatures created in the era of refining demons."

"Will the dragon give birth to baby dragons?"

The druid looked at her, "Are you interested in the mating and reproduction of this kind of creature?"

"No, I want a little dragon." Hyacinth replied truthfully.

The druid's straight gaze was terrifying, and he pondered, saying, "Dragon's breeding method is different from human beings."