Vol 2 Chapter 3336: Dreamland? reality?

The dense fog filled the giant mouth of a fierce beast, sometimes the fangs of a demon, and sometimes the abyss labyrinth that made the gods dizzy, which made people afraid to take a step into the fog.
In this dangerous and deadly mist, the crunching, crunching sounds were extremely harsh, from far and near, it was a blurry figure, which seemed to be a bit sloppy, but in a blink of an eye, it gave a straight, strong and strong momentum, as if Between the old man and the strong man, the constant conversion, reincarnation, weird extreme.
Gallon, walking in this thick fog, he has been walking here for a whole day and night, no direction, no signs, no end, for an ordinary adventurer, has long been caught in anxiety, desperately trying his best to go Find a way out of the dense fog.
However, Gallon's walking posture is very stable, one step at a time. Between footsteps and footsteps, not neatly like a ruler, but length and length, depth and shallowness.
It feels like an ordinary old man who is walking leisurely in the park.
The long legs of the two legs, because of the mist, are wet and attached to the feet. The white stubble is messy and hard. The slightly narrow eyes are like those common in the park. Listening to the old song The old man at that time was slightly turbid, but full of nostalgic feelings, and was fascinated by ecstatic memories.
I don't seem to worry at all. How should I get out of this mist that is more terrible than the maze? I don't worry about suddenly jumping from the opposite side of the dense fog. A powerful demon suddenly smashed his head with a stick.
Looking carefully in the footsteps he stepped on, although the length is different, the depth is not the same, it is not like the old man hidden in the deep, but the only thing is that it is straight, straight like a ruler, for He had no hesitation and confusion in the direction he was going.
From time to time, he would take one or two flavors from the large and exaggerated cloak, put them in front of his nose, and sniff gently, his eyes more confused.
Buried in the depths of memory, buried too deep, the familiar taste that can hardly be dug out anymore, and this thick, fog gate that seems to pass through time and space is leading him to a world of nostalgia.
Suddenly, in the fog in front of him, a white light appeared, and he greeted him actively. His eyes suddenly turned white. At the next moment, the wind was blowing, and he stood on the top of the endless grassland slope.
Below the top of the slope, there is a small mountain village. It seems that it should be surprised, and it seems natural. Gallon looked at him subconsciously. The cloak and the wet leg hair were gone. Instead, he was dressed in ordinary civilian linen clothes. It seems that for the convenience of movement, the sleeves and trouser legs have been cut off to reveal young and sturdy limbs, holding a rough and rusty iron sword in his hand.
There should be a small river nearby. Gallon felt a subconscious move in his heart, so he took it for granted. Taking a step forward, he was suddenly bright, and there was a gurgling stream in front of him.
He stood by the river and looked at the reflection in the river. It was a young face, familiar and unfamiliar, as if it was an old classmate who had reunited again after decades of retirement, but only vaguely remember the silhouette of the other party. If it weren't a coincidence, I dare not recognize each other.
Fortunately, because of the reflection in the river, it was myself, so the gallon quickly recognized it. It should be the appearance of his youth. No wonder he can’t remember it, and the most important things are almost forgotten, not to mention his appearance when he was young. .
The young face reflected in the river, showing a self-deprecating expression, squinting eyes, has the vicissitudes and loneliness that this young man should never have.
Then he turned his head and looked down at the small village at the foot of the hill, where the smoke was burning, an ordinary village that was not large or small.
From beginning to end, Gallon, who did not show a trace of surprise, appeared hesitant and even panicked as he took steps towards the village.
In the end, he took steps, and the faster and faster, the more and more urgent.
Gradually, they came to the village crossing and met some strange faces that had long been forgotten, but they knew themselves and greeted each other, and the Gallon kid screamed.
Gallon opened his mouth, and then, a bunch of forgotten names came out of his mouth uncontrollably, and the vicissitudes of the young face also revealed the vibrant smile he had long since lost, one by one with everyone who passed by. Greet.
It’s okay. Gallon looks like a passerby, looks at the uncontrolled body in a calm and calm voice, makes a big smile, and talks and laughs with every villager.
"Gallon boy, it's time to change jobs, right."
"Well, I will attend the transfer ceremony next month, so stay tuned."
"Good boy, good job. Aunt Kamla must have been favored by God. She not only gave birth to a good daughter, but also picked up a good son. I said gallon, or you come to my house, you see, my house The girl is not bad."
Facing the strange uncle who hooked his shoulder, Gallon smirked steadily, and said nothing.
"Hoff, you guys go away and don't look at the size of the good daughter in your family, can you compare with Aegina?"
"She... she's just a little bit fatter, she's fatter, you know, do you know?"
For the messy scene in front of him, Gallon was deaf, and the name flashed in his heart, and there was a lot of palpitation. Once, he thought he almost forgot the name.
"Sorry, I'm going home." Gallon said.
"Yo, yo, can't wait to go home and be intimate with his wife?"
"Gallon, work hard. The peace in the village will depend on you."
"Pack it on me." Gallon carried the iron sword on his shoulder, raised his hand, and ran away without looking back.
"This kid, still tender, is so shy."
"Hahaha, that's right, I have to let Aegina take control of him so as not to be seduce by girls from other villages. He is the first transferee in our village to go out."
"Which good son did Aunt Kamla pick up? I'm going to try to pick one too."
"Come on you..."
"Have you heard of it? The elders in the bar in the town, it is said that Lord Tallasha seems to have died and was killed by the three demons!"
"Don’t be stupid, Master Tarasha is the world’s strongest, how can the savior of our continent die, and besides, are the Three Demon Gods sealed by Master Tarasha? You probably heard which drunkard was talking nonsense. Right."
The discussion behind him ~EbookFREE.me~ became more and more blurred, and the hut appeared in the sight, but once again made Gallon almost scalp numb. If the body was not under control, his tear glands might collapse in a flash.
It was a boxy small wooden house, not much different from the surrounding houses, but the large and small bamboo sieve filled in the yard floated slightly in the air, and it could be separated from a long distance. The faint pungent smell he smelled made him shout almost crazy.
This is the taste! ! ! This is the taste! ! !
In the yard, a beautiful figure that was displaying a bamboo sieve attracted the gallon's attention.
"Aegina." The uncontrolled gallon, with a shy expression, came lightly to the girl, fearing to disturb her.
"Gallon, you're back." The girl turned back, revealing her dreamy look.
Once upon a time, Gallon once thought that he had forgotten this face, even if he saw it again, I am afraid he would not recognize it.
A thousand years, it is too long, too long...