Chapter 47: Send to nature

　　 The roar has not yet subsided, and similar roars rang from different places in the swamp, reverberating continuously.
　　 Du Heng listened for a while, and the smile on his face disappeared unknowingly.
　　 When the night in the black marsh wilderness became quiet again, the middle-aged man who claimed to be an antiquities scholar and historical researcher turned his head and looked at Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and others:
　　 "The situation over there is a bit more troublesome than I expected.
　　 "It seems I have to hurry up overnight."
　　 While talking, he already stood up.
　　 "Be careful." Jiang Baimian said politely without making a reservation.
　　 Du Heng laughed, did not respond directly, and said casually before saying goodbye:
"Little girl, your name always reminds me of the past. At that time, there were many cotton fields near my hometown. Whenever this season, or later, you can see countless little clouds falling on the ground. That scene very beautiful."
　　 Jiang Baimian stood up and smiled slightly:
　　 "My father is a biologist who studies cotton improvement, and the month I was born happened to be the harvest season of cotton, so he gave me such a name."
　　 Having said that, she smiled and protested:
　　 "Although you are indeed older than us, you should not be able to use the term'little girl'."
　　 Du Heng laughed:
　　 "I am much older than my appearance, and bigger than you think."
　　 He didn't delay any more, smiled and waved his hand:
　　 "May I see you again."
　　 "I hope to see you again." Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and others responded politely.
　　 Du Heng waved his hand again, turned his body, walked around the dirt bag, and walked to the north step by step in the dark wilderness where the sun had set and the moon had not risen.
　　 "Ms. Galoran, how about you? Are you going to the north of Yuelu Station too?" Jiang Baimian sat down again and looked at the blond Taoist opposite.
　　 Galoran smiled and replied:
　　"You don’t need to call me Madam. There is no gender distinction on the way to find the Tao.
　　 "If you want to show respect, I don't mind, you can call me Daoist.
　　 "Of course, you want to call me Xiao Luo, Xiao Lan, Xiao Jia, it doesn't matter, this is nothing more than seeking different scenery on the road, there is no distinction between high and low."
　　 "It's pretty, pretty, down-to-earth." Jiang Baimian thought for a long time, and finally came up with an appropriate adjective, "It can be seen that you are quite good at dusty language."
　　 "This is not my volition." Galoran's answer was completely beyond the expectations of Bai Chen and others.
　　 She immediately smiled and gave an explanation:
　　 "The classics about'Tao' are all written in gray-earth language. If they are translated into Honghe language, they will lose their charm and cannot be truly described accurately."
After 　　 finished, she threw the gnawed rabbit bones on the ground, put two greasy fingers into her mouth, sucked a few times, and then carelessly wiped the clothes.
　　 Such casual behavior, coupled with her glamorous but rather noble temperament, made Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and others dumbfounded.
　　 Galoran took out a water sac, took two sips, and when they saw the people on the other side staring at him in shock, he chuckled softly:
　　 "Sometimes, we can't even distinguish between truth and falsehood, and we can't even guarantee the most basic survival. We care about what these trivial details do? It's better to do it casually and rest on nature."
　　 At this point, she cast her eyes on the jumping campfire, and said with a smile:
"Like the nobles in the'First City' Senate, they were all wanderers struggling to survive in the wilderness decades ago. When there was no clean water source, they had to rush to drink the urine with their companions, but now they have to be courteous. Talk about respect and inferiority, and talk about all kinds of red tape that actually don't make any sense.
　　 "Hehe, when there are citizens at the bottom of the city to death from freezing and starvation, they stipulate that the banquet must have a dish and a tableware."
　　 Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong, and Bai Chen have never been to the "First City". They just heard some rumors, and they really couldn't answer this topic.
　　 Jiang Baimian nodded thoughtfully:
　　 "It seems that you are from the'First City'."
　　 Galoran, the blond Taoist priest, smiled, did not answer in the affirmative or deny it.
　　 Shang Jian Yao saw that the scene was a little silent for a while, so he turned off the topic:
　　 "Dao Master Galoran, what is a Taoist priest?"
　　 Galoran thought about it seriously:
　　 "It's really difficult to explain...
　　 "Have you ever met a monk? You can think of a Taoist priest as another kind of monk, belonging to another religion, and believing in monks of different ages."
　　 Hearing the words "holding the old", Jiang Baimian, Long Yuehong and others all felt like a blue rib in the forehead.
　　 Shang Jian Yao actively asked:
　　 "I don't know which old age do you believe in?"
　　 Galoran's expression became serious:
　　 "Zhuang Sheng."
　　 "..." All members of the "Old Tune Group" are a little hard to speak.
　　-After getting rid of the purification method, Long Yuehong and Shang Jianyao shared the information informed by this nonsense mechanical monk to Jiang Baimian and Bai Chen.
　　 Among these messages, one very important one is:
The Order of Monks believes that this world is just a dream of the Buddha in the past, that is why it is full of all kinds of pains. The Order of Monks represents the year of the whole year and the intercalary month. In the Order of Monks, Besides, it has a name.
　　The name is:
　　 "Zhuang Sheng"!
　　 Galoran saw the slightly unusual reactions of several people in full view, but did not ask any questions.
　　 After a few seconds, Jiang Baimian tentatively asked:
　　 "You joined the current sect in'First City'?"
　　 Galoran nodded:
　　 "Yes, the eternal age sect."
　　 A smile gradually appeared on her face:
　　 "At that time, my mother had just passed away, and I was having trouble getting along with other people in the family..."
　　 Suddenly, Shang Jian Yao interrupted the Taoist’s memory:
　　 "When you mentioned that your mother passed away, why not only did you not feel sad, but you laughed instead?"
　　 Galoran laughed, and said in a full-hearted, dusty language:
"Birth, old age, sickness and death are the natural laws of this world. Just like spring, summer, autumn and winter, there will always be alternating and reincarnation. Although my mother is dead, she still sleeps between the heaven and the earth. It is still a part of nature. Maybe one day, she will again It will start again in another form, as if winter is over and spring is coming.
　　 "Now that I understand this, why should I cry sadly?
　　 "With this energy, it is better to miss it more."
　　 Shang Jian Yao wanted to refute, but couldn't find the loopholes in the other party's theory, so he could only shut his mouth dullly.
　　 Vaguely, he even felt that what Galoran said was a bit reasonable, but it was too extreme.
　　 Galoran was about to continue the previous topic, and there was another desolate roar north of Yuelu Station:
　　 "Woohoo!"
　　 This time, the roar became louder and rougher, with obvious changes.
　　 Galoran tilted her head to listen, then smiled slightly:
　　 "It seems that I have to go to that place too."
　　 She stood up slowly, hugged her right hand with her left hand, and saluted:
　　 "There is no one, and a new world is in front of you."
　　 Then, she patted her robes and walked to the north, following the flow.
　　 "Zhiren is another name for "Zhisui..." Seeing the Taoist priest Galoran leaving, Shang Jianyao briefly explained.
　　 Jiang Baimian had already stood up, looking at the direction where Galoran and Du Heng were leaving, suddenly, she laughed:
　　 "Really, why don't they prepare a car and have to walk?
　　 "With their abilities, this shouldn't be too difficult..."
　　 If you dare to trek through the wilderness covered by night, who would have no support?
　　 And there is no need for such people to delay deliberately, waiting for the first batch of relic hunters to trigger most of the danger.
　　 "It may have happened suddenly." Bai Chen judged from his own perspective.
　　 "Maybe to maintain the image." Shang Jianyao said from a direction that normal people would not think.
"...Inexplicably think what you said makes sense." Jiang Baimian almost laughed. "I mean the historical researcher named Du Heng. As for Galoran, she said it herself. It is natural to see all the scenery during the journey. It’s better to walk."
　　 Without waiting for the team members to speak, Jiang Baimian pretended to say seriously:
　　 "The thing that puzzles me most is another question."
　　 "What?" Long Yuehong, who was in charge of guarding the surroundings, asked nervously.
　　 The smile on Jiang Baimian’s face can no longer hide:
　　 "Shang Jian Yao, why didn't you participate in the'Cantata' like before?"
　　 She was referring to the first time she heard the anomaly in the depths of the swamp, Shang Jian Yao followed by roaring.
　　 Shang Jianyao glanced at the team leader and said seriously:
　　 "You are so naive."
"..." At the same time that Bai Chen and Long Yuehong almost laughed out loud, Jiang Baimian was speechless, so he touched his ears and said, "Eh, what are you talking about? Really, can't you speak louder? Forget it, eat and eat."
After 　　 took the lead in nibbling on compressed biscuits and energy bars, and filling up the water sac, Jiang Baimian reminded:
　　 "Be more careful tonight.
　　 "You heard what happened just now."
　　 When Bai Chen, Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong all responded, Jiang Baimian turned to smile and said:
　　" However, UU reads www.uukanshu.com when he has a rest, he must rest well, and he will have to continue running tomorrow.
"Moreover, we need to start training your ability to find food. This is not just about hunting and searching, but also distinguishing which leaves and rhizomes can be eaten, which parts of deformed animals can be emergency, and which things must be injected within how long after eating Gene potion, what kind of soil can temporarily serve as food, once or twice...Don't think that the previous few days are adventures on the dust. When the food is still sufficient, this can only be called an armed parade!"
　　 Long Yuehong was terrified, but Shang Jian Yao was eager to try.
　　 Jiang Baimian thought for a moment, and added:
　　 "Also, don't be fooled by those strange religious theories. Although this can indeed provide some spiritual comfort, in the environment of dust, it is actually an escape from reality, and the hidden dangers are great."
　　 Long Yuehong nodded and asked curiously:
　　 "Leader, are there many such strange religions?"
　　 This is something that is rarely mentioned in the textbook "Pangu Biology".
"It's very much. When people are in pain and desperation, it is easy to lean towards religion." Jiang Baimian "heh" said, "As far as I know, in the main city of the'First City', underground religions can cause considerable harm. Maybe you can't count both hands."
　　 After the reminder, Jiang Baimian took over Long Yuehong's task, patrolled around, and ordered the team members to review all their encounters today.
　　 This night, they had no accidents. Not long after dawn, the jeep began to drive north.
　　 Seeing that the destination is not far away, Jiang Baimian in the co-pilot's position began to introduce the team members:
　　 "The residents of Black Rat Town, in fact, are actually a group of inferiors."
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