The angel, who was dressed in white clothes and had a compassionate face, sat directly on the ground opposite Henryk without any pretense, at a level parallel to Henryk who was kneeling on the ground.

This shocked Henrik again.

His back was tense, and the back of his head suddenly jolted, as if he had been immersed in ice water on a winter day, and he suddenly woke up.

"Sit down, sit here -"

He hurriedly stretched out his sleeves and carefully wiped the exposed stump of the big tree he had just chopped down. There was no dust at all on the stump, but there were many wood thorns. He was wearing heavy jeans and leather

It's rough and thick, so naturally it doesn't matter. But it obviously can't let the angel sit on it.

Henryk soon felt remorse - the thorns on the wooden stake scratched his sleeve and cut his arm when he hurriedly wiped the tree stump. And more importantly, his blood was stained

tree stump.

Feeling that he had messed up, Henrik regretted why he had not cut down the tree seriously just now.

If he had just chopped down the tree seriously, there wouldn't be so many burrs on it. He had such confidence in his craftsmanship.

But at this moment, in front of the Lord Angel, I showed my laziness and my lack of seriousness in my work attitude. Even in front of him, I said "Please sit down here", but it was stained with blood. This

For the pure angels, it can be called a kind of harm, a kind of pollution, a kind of corruption——

This feeling of guilt made Henrik feel ashamed.

"Ah, how can such inferior food..."

As a result, over the years, although many of the pure-blood hounds in this village starved to death, froze to death, and were killed by radioactive beasts... they eventually multiplied, and almost every family raised a lot of hounds.

Now we live in close symbiosis with them. In Huaming

After Shu refused to accompany and escort them, they wanted to give Hua Mingshu a puppy to accompany him on the trip. But after Hua Mingshu refused again and left, a puppy ran out of the village on its own and stayed there.

I followed him from noon to sunset and still didn't leave.

"Don't worry. If you feel nervous, then as a reward for treatment, why not give this-"

Henrik smiled calmly: "I have to take care of my family.

"really……"

Maybe there is only hatred and jealousy.

Henrik picked it up carefully, but was reluctant to eat it. He was also worried that if the corn was touched by his dirty hands, the angel would be disgusted with him...

Just like in spring, when you are basking in the bright sun, the warm wind blows on your face accompanied by the fragrance of flowers. People can't help but close their eyes and take a deep breath - the kind of feeling that comes from the cracks in the bones.

The sleepiness is like a sprout growing and spreading in the flesh.

The radiance emanating from Hua Mingshu made the wounds on Henryk's arms disappear in an instant. He even felt that all kinds of diseases on his body were cured because of this, and his body became several years younger in an instant.

Hua Mingshu's deep voice sounded like he was nostalgic: "I haven't eaten corn in a long time."

Hearing Hua Mingshu's words, Henrik couldn't help but laugh: "It's the same if you ask other people. I know that there must be some people who are able to abandon their wives and children and go to the empty island... There are also people who have no worries and are willing to go out and make a living.

; There are also young people who still have their future and are not willing to live on the earth.

"...Can I think about it?"

"...Then, this is all for you, I haven't eaten it yet..."

"I just hope you can think about it carefully and tell me your inner answer."

Looking out from the Sky Island, you can only see high-rise buildings and the sea of ​​people; looking out from Xiacheng District, you can only see the deep sea of ​​sky.

As a result, when he came to his senses, he found that he was being supported by Lord Angel and sitting on the tree stump again without knowing it. Hua Mingshu was still sitting opposite him.

It was said to be chatting, but in fact it was basically just him talking non-stop - he was also a talkative person:

"Don't be like this, it sounds like I'm taking your food."

I can't do anything, but I am wasting the power of Lord Angel's Holy Order...

All people on land know that the Sky Islanders are prohibited from learning history. The dragon is open to them, the survivors, and allows them to learn the knowledge of the past, but the Sky Islanders can only live in the present.

In the past, there were Skylanders and even elves who set foot on the earth, seeking the hidden history.

People's awe of the Sky Islanders is based on their fear and alienation; and their flattery and obedience to the Sky Islanders is based on the expectation of "flying to the Sky Island". If we remove

What will be left of these things?

Seeing the legendary angel right in front of him... Henrik thought of the rumors he heard a month ago.

"If I were more than 20 years younger, maybe I would be tempted. But now...forget it. I don't know anything, and I'm a waste when I go up there - there won't be so many trees on the empty island.

If it weren't for those slaves, they wouldn't be cutting down trees with chainsaws and giant axes every day."

"I have almost used up the wood I saved in the summer. Before the big hunting day, I will give the old carpenter some good wood and ask him to help make new furniture. Together with my father, I can build the house in more than a month. I think

Well, there is no need to build a stone house. The wooden house is easy to expand. If there are more people in the family in the future, they can continue to build it along the door.

He has also seen an old man die quietly beside a warm fire, with an unfinished manuscript in hand; he has seen an old tree that is at least hundreds of years old and has survived the religious war, but is now corroded by a curse.

Hollow, yet still standing, casting a heavy shade; he had seen people

He cried sadly in front of the failed wine barrel; he had seen the deer and crows who were not afraid of people beside the crystal pond - hunters no longer hunted these animals with the same smart eyes as them, but interacted with them

Stand together to destroy the radiation beasts created by the war.

After more than an hour of chatting, Qiu Ri gradually reached its highest point. And Henrik gradually became less nervous.

This is the corn that Lord Angel has touched——

Maybe in the future, everything will go back to the beginning.

The middle-aged man with a solemn expression pointed to the corn in Henryk's hand, with a rare relaxed smile on his face: "Can you give me half of it?"

"Have you asked other people too?"

Hua Mingshu whispered.

But the final result was a bit surprising even to himself.

Hua Mingshu suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm: "Don't hurt yourself."

——But to be honest, Henryk doesn’t think that kind of hatred is too strong. Because everyone has adapted to this kind of life now...

"But we old people just want to live out our lives peacefully. It's like the sun has begun to set, and all we think about is when the moon will rise, instead of letting the sun hang in the sky all the time."

"It's okay."

If this "traveler" were an islander, he would at least receive the hostility of more than half of the people on land. It would be even less likely that he would get real ideas and stories.

"...If it's possible, I hope my eldest brother's son can go. If not, it doesn't matter...As for myself, I'd better forget it."

Looking out from the "Tower of Babel" and the airboat is the endless gray dome and the ultramarine sea.

However, if the traveler is an "angel", it will be different.

Is this fair?

On this forgotten continent, there are still beautiful things.

But at least for now, what Hua Mingshu—or Russell—sees is not despair and ignorance. It is hope and rebirth.

He once saw that there were still dogs from the old era in a certain village - it is said that when they escaped at first, they found two pure-blood hounds, but people did not eat them even in the most difficult time. As a result, these hounds

By hunting small radioactive beasts, more people were helped to survive. Until the hounds died of old age, the people in that village did not eat their meat, but erected simple stone monuments for them.

Such miracles made Henryk feel deeply in awe.

The middle-aged man said extremely seriously.

The illusory halo of hazy light above his head suddenly levitated, expanded in a circle, and shone with light as it rotated.

He once saw a poet in a certain village who still had a pipe organ with a good sound. There was also a suona player in that village who was an adventurer. He was attacked by a radioactive beast while exploring the ruins.

He lost his legs, but managed to survive. He crawled to the village, heard the sound of the organ, and was moved to tears.

Hearing this, Henrik was startled.

The middle-aged man sighed, stretched out his hand, broke the corn into two pieces, and handed one piece back to Henrik.

He has seen a strong peasant woman standing on the farmland and greeting him warmly and giving him food; he has seen a tired lumberjack cheer up after seeing him and telling stories about his family; he has seen a childish

Lovers give each other wild flowers as tokens of love, and bundle the wild grass into grass rings to make a private commitment for life...

——When he looked up from the ground, he couldn't see the empty and void gray dome at all.

A warm current rushed to his face, soaking through his limbs and bones.

He raised his head and looked at the sun that was not dazzling.

Now, he has been walking alone on the ground for several months as "White Feather" Hua Mingshu, also known as "Detective" Holmes. He also gradually understood why Zhu Rong let him walk alone on the ground.

The angel wore a simple robe, refused weapons and guards, and walked alone in the vast wilderness, touching every village, curing the diseases and injuries of everyone he met, and listening to their past pain and future.

desire.

When he was on the empty island, Russell occasionally thought... It would be great if he looked up and could see egrets and seagulls; what if what hung in the sky was not the gray sky... but blue, even

Even better with an ultramarine sky.

So, Henryk used his brain for the first time in a long time and thought about it very seriously.
To be continued...