Chapter 49: Winter has finally passed

Ahelo looked down at the south-facing tadpole and asked, "What happened to him?"
Solimu turned his gaze. He didn't seem to pay attention to the high water walls, and turned to the south with the tartars.
After a while, he said: "It seems that the real change of day is on the south side, and we are probably just swept away."
After that, Solemou bent down and patted Tatar's head gently, sighing: "Look at him, there are no scaly adults on his body, not even thick hair, and he doesn't know It's cold, and I always like to go near the fire. The sea is the same as the shore. The farther north it gets, the colder it is. He should come from the warm south. "
Ahelo asked, "So how did he get the injury behind him?"
Soli Wooden Road: "Geo-motion caused the waves to rise so high when they reached the bottom of the sea. It is said that the tartars lived on the reefs at sea and should have been smashed by rocks."
Ahelo curiously asked, "Why do you know so much?"
Solimu turned her head to look at her for a moment, and then said quietly, "Because I once traveled to the mainland, went to many places that others have not been to, and even went to the sea. I was blessed by gods, and I am lucky that I will not die until now. Know more naturally. "
"Oh," Ahelo remembered. "Yes, you are an old dead. They call you angels of the gods. I have even heard of you."
She looked at Solaim, sighed, and said naturally and warmly: "Unfortunately, you are not a winged tribe, the orcs travel across the continent, sometimes they have a short-sightedness, and always look down on their own Asian beast. Woman, as if a person can't transform the beast, there is no other use. If a person like you can one day go to the extreme north of us, he will definitely receive infinite honor. "
Ahlo speaks with a black heart, and when she gets along for a few days, she really likes Solem, and even gave birth to the meaning of abducting him from Huayi by this winter.
How clever Soleil was, she naturally heard her, but she didn't break it, but she said respectfully: "Winged leader, do you know why I don't honestly become a carpenter in the tribe where I was born. Have you ever asked yourself for a life like this?
Ahelo narrowed his eyes and looked at him.
Solimu Ying said, in a strange tone, like the rhythm of the singing song: "Because I want to know too much, I want to know why everything is born and why it is dead. I want to know What exactly is death, will people die like lights out and no sound after death? I want to know if there is an end to the sky, an end to the earth, what is the end of the heaven and earth, are all the disappearing gods buried there? .I want to know the meaning of God's existence, the meaning of human existence, why a flower blooms, it will fade in a blink of an eye, why there is reincarnation in the four seasons, and the rise and fall of the sun and the moon ... I don't care if others respect me, the queen-because ah, I'm a lunatic. "
After the lunatic spoke, he knelt down with the tartar, took off his high hat from his head, put it in front of him, and bowed reverently towards the water wall of the mountain and tsunami to worship the who did not know which corner it was in.
After living in the cave for a long time, the pheasant hair on Soleil's wood became bare and erected on his head, becoming more lonely, but at this time, no one would laugh at him.
Huayi sat silently, thinking about what Solimu had just said, and heard a bit of unwilling grief. He thought that Sollym's mortal ambition was really amazing, and he was always reluctant to end his life in a dim way, always trying to give birth to a pair of perspective eyes and piercing the sky.
Then he looked up at Chang'an not far away. Huayi used to think Aye was right, and Chang'an's heart was made of stone. The young man seemed to be like that. He turned his head upside down and remained his own way. He never swayed or lingered. He only had the simplest rule in his heart. He went down and did n’t care about his blood flow. .
But just a few days ago, Huayi found that they were all wrong.
For a moment, Huayi felt that he had touched the things in his heart through Changan's eyes, and was burned by the hot flesh inside.
Chang'an is unshakable, just because he can't be defeated by all those things that can't be beaten all day long, so he is treated as a leisure.
Huayi remembered his evaluation of himself when he was young, saying that he was a sheep with minions. In recent years, Huayi has always refused to accept it because he killed so many powerful people and accomplished so many tasks that others cannot imagine, but that day in the stone hut on the mountain, Huayi finally admitted that he was still a coward.
More than ten years ago, the mother-in-law and the weak-looking boy never left, but lived in his heart for a long time in the most secret corner.
The movements in the sea were as expected by Solem—they were just swept away, which was a huge false alarm.
In the following month, the orcs and winged orcs living in the cave were repeating such days-seeing the fire warning, climbing to the top of the mountain, watching the sea toss for a while, then returned to the cave, asking Laimu said that it was "sweeped aside". If you want to come to the south, the mountains should be flat and the seabed should be high.
But after the sea calms down, the days to come are really hard.
I pointed out that it was clear that it was almost spring, but the weather was getting colder and colder, and it became more and more difficult to leave the cave. Huayi banned the foot of Chang'an and strictly prohibited him from following the cave. Only the most powerful The orcs turned into beast shapes, so they dared to leave the cave against the snow and snow-their only task was to collect food, the more the better.
After another two months, they entered the first summer of northwest wind accompanied by crickets in their lifetime. The cave mouth was sealed with several layers of animal skins, and people stopped going out because of the inland sea. It's frozen.
No one has ever heard of sea water freezing, but this happened.
It was too cold. Luo Tong was unable to survive this extremely cold and long winter first. After a few days of groggyness, he suddenly woke up, clutching Qingliang's hand and refused to let him go, and he murmured and He said a lot, until Qing Liangzhen fell asleep beside him.
Qingliang woke up the next day and found that his father was stiff.
Before many people had time to wake up, Qingliang burst into a cry. He was like a stupid little animal. He could not cry in the severe cold, but sorrowed and mournfully dried up.
Two brothers, Lu Quan and Shan Xi, helped lift Luo Tong's body out, and Qing Liang followed along, walking along while walking. But Northwest Wind couldn't appreciate the pain of his bereavement. As soon as he spoke, he nearly bumped him and Qingliang coughed and blushed.
Until the orcs buried Luo Tong at the fastest speed and walked back hurriedly, Qingliang still stood there reluctantly and refused to leave.
Although Lu Quan was muffled, he was enthusiastic. His enthusiasm was reflected in the past, he rounded his arms and slapped Qing Liang, forcibly lifted him, and threw him on his shoulder like a sack. Towed back all the way, did not let this little cub who has grown into an adult figure freeze to death outside.
Qing Liang's face was so swollen that it was as high as two faces, and she even had no strength to cry. She just opened her mouth and remained dumb. No one ignored him, and he sat alone in the corner without moving. Out of the circle, few tears were icing on his face, and looked a bit scary.
Ahelo saw it and said with emotion: "Oh."
She looked at Qingliang, and then suddenly gave a worried look at the little daughter who was leaning on her side—she was so big, she talked like a kitten, and she was so frightened that others would be frightened. Ah Herod worries. She doesn't expect to survive her daughter, but what if this little guy do in the future?
Luda did not know where to turn out another machete, came to Qingliang, and threw the knife to the ground.
With a bang, Qing Liang finally moved his eyes and looked up at the little enemies who always bullied him.
Luda couldn't speak normally, so he looked back at Chang'an, but he saw Chang'an, and remembered that his teacher couldn't speak more than himself, so he had to stand for a while, and then came up with a few words. To Qingliang said: "Abandon ... Qingliang, your father is dead, my father is dead, but I still have to live, and you have to live in the future."
In this sentence, there was fog in Qingliang's dull eyes.
"How else?" Luda said bluntly. "No way-do you want to learn? I can teach you something simple."
He said so literally that he didn't even have an extra word. Qing Liang sat on the ground, looked up and stared at him for a moment, then wiped his eyes hard, picked up the machete, and followed Luda.
Huayi watched coldly and said to Chang'an: "You taught a good boy, anyway, you have already removed his fetters, and he will not be a slave in the future. If he can make a profit, I will give him the dignity of the warrior.
Changan turned his attention to him and asked, "when does winter pass?"
"Hurry up." Huayi smiled at him and softened from the corner of the eye to the edge of his eyebrow. "When the first grass grows, we will set up a new tribe here. Would you say OK?"
Chang'an naturally had no meaning to this, and nodded.
Huayi held up his hand, rubbed it gently, and held it in his palms, with a strange look on the side of Cazor, doing as he pleased.
One year later, when the dried meat, dried fish, shellfish and even bark are all cleaned by people, there is no end to the road. The ice on the sea has finally turned into a piece of floating ice, and gradually The ground was taken away by the waves. Since then, although still scarce, people have regained food sources.
One year and three months later, the first grass that Huayi referred to had sprouts from the snow that would not melt.
Winter has finally passed.