Lord Highlander

  Chapter 48 47. The God of Tragedy

In the drowsiness, I would wake up occasionally for a short time, feeling like I wanted to lie in a thatched hut, and occasionally I could hear some voices, but I really couldn't understand what those people were saying. What.

  He Boqiang seems to recall many past events.

That thin figure was squatting in the back kitchen of the restaurant, washing dishes, distributing leaflets at the crossroads where cars came and went under the scorching sun, and later took some messy part-time jobs, and then went to pan for gold in the big valley, and then Borrowed money to buy a large freezer for transportation...

It seems that I saw myself being born in a snowy night again, a blond woman sang a sweet lullaby in her arms, the golden apple trees all over the mountains and the galloping river winding like a jade belt, the majestic The statues of the five heroes and the magic ivory tower piercing into the sky are practicing the basic knight movements repeatedly every day. To be a real knight is the whole of life...

   Then he woke up in a wonderful world inexplicably, like an extremely absurd dream.

The first thing I saw after waking up was a battlefield full of flames of war and rivers of blood, and there was a headless ghost that almost crushed me to death, but I was like a stubborn weed. The land survived.

  The turbulent lights and shadows are constantly passing through my mind like a movie film, spinning constantly, making myself a little dizzy...

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Those chaotic chapters in the spiritual world are entangled together, like countless fine threads are messed up, kneaded together to form dough, and then pulled into filaments by countless hands, and then kneaded together again, the irritability in my heart is like It's a bomb, ready to detonate at any moment.

  The next moment, He Boqiang woke up suddenly. He took a deep breath of fresh air. In front of him was still the thatched hut with a leaky roof. Through the round hole in the roof, he could clearly see the blue sky, and occasionally a white cloud drifted past.

  The cool wind blows into the room through the curtains made of dead leaves, bringing a smell of bitter herbs.

  He Boqiang had a splitting headache, but he felt that his soul seemed to be completely integrated with this body, and many memories were deeply imprinted in his mind.

The three ignited stars in the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness released a faint starlight, slowly nourishing this body, and the warm light seemed to have magical power, slowly permeating all parts of the body, alleviating those chaotic consciousness resulting pain.

He Boqiang struggled to sit up, but found that his whole body seemed to be falling apart, and then the tide of memory slowly flooded his mind, and he remembered that before he passed out, he seemed to have been kicked by that green-faced evil spirit. Breathing can feel a burst of intense stinging pain.

  I found myself lying on a wooden bed covered with fine grass. In the room, there was actually a pile of charcoal-burned fire, and a black pot was hanging on the fire. I couldn't figure out where it was.

   Suihuo heard brisk footsteps, the footsteps were quite rhythmic, and before he could distinguish them, the agile figure brought a gust of wind and blew towards him.

  He Boqiang finally saw the aboriginal girl Molly in his sight. She was holding a large wooden bowl with white steam rising from it.

  When the indigenous girl saw He Boqiang woke up, her big green eyes were also surprised for a long time, and then she smiled and said a series of incomprehensible indigenous languages ​​to herself.

  He Boqiang looked at the indigenous girl blankly until she stopped.

Molly, an indigenous girl, realized that the other party didn't seem to understand what she said. She felt a little distressed. Seeing the steaming wooden bowl in her hand, she patted her broad forehead, scooping out a piece of sticky food with the wooden spoon. Regardless of He Boqiang's willingness or not, he stuffed it directly into his mouth, and the taste was like mashed red ginger.

  He Boqiang looked desperately at the blue sky on the roof, and he didn't understand how Suldak and the second team would leave themselves in this indigenous tribe...

  …

  He Boqiang lay in this thatched hut for a whole week before he could get out of bed and walk slowly.

When lying on the wooden bed and bored, he would let himself enter the wonderful sea of ​​spiritual consciousness. The body in the void was only lit up with three stars, but He Boqiang soon discovered that these stars were not the stars in the starry sky, but more Like some fine dust in the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness, the three lit stars actually absorbed countless fine dust around them and gradually grew stronger.

Those light particles floating in the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness seem to be endless in the void, and I only need to let the three stars rotate slowly, and the three stars themselves have an inexplicable suction force, absorbing the surrounding light particles and dust. Strengthen yourself.

  When the third star became more stable, the fourth star in the body was ignited...

  He Boqiang can obviously feel that every time a star is ignited, the strength of his body will increase a lot, an obvious improvement.

During these days of recuperating in thatched huts, Molly, an indigenous girl, is usually seen the most. She is responsible for her three meals a day and two soups in the morning and evening. Occasionally, other indigenous women come over. These indigenous women usually wear The dress is more casual, with a grass skirt on the lower body and a piece of animal skin around the upper body, sometimes there is no animal skin at all. The **** are raised, the waist is slender, and the whole body is full of youthful breath.

   After He Boqiang's condition improved, the indigenous girl Molly brought over a scroll of animal skins to show He Boqiang.

  He Boqiang saw the scribbled handwriting on the scroll, and realized that this was a letter left by Suldak. Perhaps it was not a letter at all, and the few lines of writing on the animal skin were more like a note.

The main idea of ​​the content is that he was kicked by the green-faced evil spirit before he died, causing serious injuries. After destroying the gate of the evil spirit, the soldiers of the second team carried himself to the indigenous village. The great wizard Nuoyatila is proficient in medical skills. She said that she injured her inner abdomen. If she returns to the barracks in a bumpy way at this time, the injury is likely to be aggravated. However, the second team must send Bacarel swordsmen back to the camp. I handed it over to the natives in the village to take care of Yunyun.

  Finally, Suldak still said that when his injury healed up in a few days, he would rush to pick him up...

  The matter has come to this point, it is useless for He Boqiang to lament.

Fortunately, the period of recuperation in the aboriginal village was not particularly boring. The aboriginal girl Molly would come and give He Boqiang some simple aboriginal languages. Although He Boqiang still couldn’t make a sound, this did not prevent him from learning Handana The aboriginal language of Al County, with many simple vocabulary, under the teaching of Molly Bihua, He Boqiang can understand it very quickly.

  After more than a week, He Boqiang was able to communicate with the indigenous girl Molly.

   During this period, the great wizard Ino Yatila also visited He Boqiang three times, and the sitting time was not too much each time, basically checking He Boqiang's injuries, and then appropriately adjusted the soup for the next day.

  However, the great wizard Ino Yadilla seems to call himself a very strange name every time, which seems to be a bit different from Molly's usual name.

Regarding this matter, it took He Boqiang two full days to let Molly understand her doubts, but then the answer Molly gave seemed to be beyond the scope of simple native spoken language, and He Boqiang was at a loss .

It wasn't until half a month later, when Swordsman Baikallie and Suldak came to the indigenous village again with the second team of fighters, that He Boqiang finally learned from Swordsman Baikallie that the great wizard Inoyatila had given him a His title was actually "God's Favoured One".

  (end of this chapter)