Edge of Pure Land

Chapter 45 Lu Sixian’s paintings

When the helicopter alarm sounded, the oil level displayed on the instrument panel dropped rapidly. It had dropped to zero in just ten seconds, and the engine lost power.

 The helicopter fell out of control like a bird with broken wings.

 The people in the cabin were all soldiers. They decisively put on their parachute bags and jumped out of the cabin door.

Just when this group of people thought they were about to be shot into a sieve by the overwhelming thorns, a huge explosion blew them away, and a terrifying mushroom cloud rose into the sky.

Countless thorns were also engulfed in flames.

That was Major Yuan Qing's bombardment. It was this horrific explosion that knocked them away. Although some people suffered internal injuries, it was still better than being shot directly to death by thorns.

 Finally they escaped from the shooting range of those thorns. As the parachutes opened in mid-air, the hearty laughter of the female officer rang out in the sky.

 “Is it exciting?”

Yuan Qing smiled very arrogantly, her charming yet wild face was illuminated by the firelight, her short chestnut hair danced wildly in the wind, she was as beautiful as an elf bathing in fire: "This is the battlefield, you have to face the approaching death There is fear, but there is also the joy of surviving a desperate situation. Enjoy it, soldiers, welcome to the most primitive world, keep your eyes open!”

 This moment coincides with sunrise, the sun rises from the horizon, and the sunlight sweeps across the entire world.

 The dark wasteland was lit up in an instant.

When he came to Linhai City, Lu Buer had returned from the land of his past life. He only saw highways and villages and towns along the way, but at this moment he was shocked.

 Because he crossed the deep crack in the ground and saw the ice lit up by the sun in mid-air.

The rugged icebergs are reflected golden by the sunlight, the jade trees and flowers on the ridge seem to come from mythology or fairyland, the bottomless ice gorge seems to lead to the depths of the earth, and the cold wind carries the ice edges across the horizon. At first glance, it looks like falling snow, with the shadow of a white bear looming in the snow.

 The surface of the river has frozen, and there are ice crystals and snowflakes everywhere.

This poignant scene seems like the end of the world.

 The cold wind howls, but it smells of freedom.

 The threat of death is no longer there. Those terrifying waves of White Walkers have been left far behind. Looking back now, we can only see a dark tide.

Now that Lu Fuji has awakened from the cocoon, he has mastered the power and is no longer afraid of this new world. After breaking away from the rules of the city, he truly embraced the world for the first time.

 Five hundred years ago, he was overwhelmed by the pressure of survival and never had the chance to go out.

 But this scene seemed to wash away the haze of the past eighteen years.

 “It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”

Yuan Qing was beside him and said against the strong wind: "I have never seen what the world was like five hundred years ago, but the first scene I saw when I opened my eyes was like this, because I grew up on the battlefield. As soldiers, we cannot enjoy the comforts of the city like others, but those in the city never have the opportunity to explore this world.”

"The ancient trees that rose from the ground five hundred years ago, the ecological environment that was forcibly changed, and the strange ghosts that have been raging for hundreds of years have also brought vigorous vitality to the world. Therefore, some people say that humans are the virus in this world. The Shennongjia, the Bermuda Triangle, the Amazon Rainforest, the Sahara Desert, and the Himalayas that you all know are now completely different. Aren’t you curious?”

She said loudly: "The heritage of the gods, gods and ghosts, the truth of evolution. As long as you become strong enough, you can travel to every corner of the world. See all kinds of beautiful scenery and experience all kinds of magic." creatures and fight various powerful monsters!”

This female officer seemed to have become a different person after she came to nature. She cheered and had fun like a crazy girl, immersed in the beauty of nature and unable to extricate herself.

Lu Fuji can also understand. She looks like the kind of girl with a wild nature.

 She will not be bound to the city, she was born to be an elf running on the ice fields.

Perhaps some people should not be bound by tedious daily routines and heavy work. If one day you can put aside the burden of values ​​​​that others have instilled in you and boldly experience the beauty of the world, you may truly understand how to live. meaning.

At that moment, you are free.

“Because of this, many people in this world like to live in nature and stay away from civilization. People in the Federation call them wanderers or scavengers, but I envy them.”

Yuan Qing said softly: "Because they are free."

She pointed to some ruins on the ice sheet and explained: "These are the traces of the lives of the wanderers. They would establish tribes in the wilderness and live a primitive life of hunting and herding."

 When Lu Fuji heard this, he was suddenly stunned.

 Because this scene seems a bit familiar.

 By the way, Lu Sixian’s paintings!

 Sun, plains, mountains.

 Frozen rivers, the remains of wooden houses, rotting fences.

It would make sense if Lu Sixian originally lived outside the city.

 It’s just that it’s too late to think about it now.

 As they landed smoothly, the parachutes folded and withered.

Yuan Qing stepped around in the snow like a naughty little girl, not like she had escaped from death at all.

As for Kashiwagi, their mentality is not so good. Everyone looks like they have escaped from death, holding on to the dead tree and panting, and some are bandaging their wounds.

"This is where?"

“The northwest side of the Jufeng Mountains!”

“Hey, isn’t this the territory of those primitive remnants?”

 The officers were talking a lot.

Yuan Qing raised her eyes, surveyed the wasteland, and shook her head: "It seems that they are no longer here. I don't know if it is because they are avoiding the wave of ghosts. Even if not, they may be avoiding us. After all, Linhai The city's top officials have always been troubled by the issue of these survivors. They have not yet made a decision as to whether they should integrate them, expel them, or let them go."

Lu Fuji asked curiously: "What are the original survivors?"

Yuan Qing glanced at him and explained calmly: "I'm going to educate you, recruit. As the name suggests, wanderers are a group of people who wander alone outside the order. They usually travel alone or in small groups, and the number is not very large. As for the It is difficult to make a specific distinction in terms of strength. They have no legal identity, are usually fierce and pose a great threat.”

"Most of the scavengers gather in large groups. They usually hide in the land of the past, and their scale is quite large. You can think of them as an unpopular gang in some novels. The reason why they exist , sometimes relying on...resistance organizations. For example, they are a kind of resistance organization, but the threat is not great at present."

She paused and said, "As for the original survivors, five hundred years ago they chose to leave the city and join nature. They struggled to fight against natural disasters and life disasters, and sought a way out in the cracks."

Shika Fuji was stunned for a moment, so that’s what happened.

"A few years later, these people had faith, and they believed in the power of nature. They no longer relied on technology, but returned to primitive life. In the process, they also explored the secrets of Kabbalah's Tree of Life, and went deep into A forbidden place that no one has ever set foot on.”

Yuan Qing continued: "It can be said that our highly evolved civilization system today is inseparable from their help in the early days. Even the first generation of holy monarchs completed their evolution under their guidance. The Holy Cult of Akasha was founded thanks to the extraordinary knowledge they provided.”

Lu Fuji probably understood: "It's just that this group of people can't adapt to urban life, so they didn't choose to join the federation, but lived independently in nature?"

Yuan Qing snorted.

 “No wonder they are called primitive remnants.”

Lu Fuji looked around and saw only desolate ruins.

“We were lucky enough to land directly on their territory.”

Yuan Qing crossed her arms and said: "These primitive remnants care very much about the natural ecology, and maybe they know something. They can provide a lot of help for us to capture the White Walkers. But they may not be friendly to us. Linhai City sent people to follow them a few times in the past few times. Communication and feedback are not good.”

Hashiwa said with a straight face: "What should we do now?"

The officers looked at each other in confusion. The area was deserted, with only white ice edges.

 Some animals can be seen occasionally, but obviously there are no White Walkers.

 Unless you die and go back to find the White Walkers.

“Now that we’re here, let’s go find those remnants.”

Yuan Qing obviously had no clues and was giving blind instructions.

However, there is nothing anyone can do about it. Who makes her the most powerful?

 Hot knowledge, tribal gathering places are generally near rivers.

 That’s why there are so many traces of life along the river.

In fact, it is not impossible to survive in extreme environments. As long as you dig a deep pit underground, build a wooden house with wood, lay a tarp and insulating moss, and make a fireplace that can exhaust smoke to the outside, the indoor temperature can reach Above thirty degrees.

Lu Fuji has seen many videos of this kind of wilderness survival before. As expected, there are some such underground shelters in the ruins by the river, but they have not been inhabited for a long time.

There is nothing of value in the house, and domestic garbage is everywhere.

 Obviously, the remnants living here have migrated away.

 “There are traces here!”

 Someone said: "Damn it, corpse!"

Everyone followed the sound and saw eerie white bones hanging in the jungle.

They had tattered clothes hanging on their bodies and exuded a musty smell.

 “Sacrifice?”

 Everyone looked at the female officer in unison.

Yuan Qing was silent for a moment, but stopped talking.

　　 She sneaked into a corner alone and took out a notepad from her pocket. After rummaging for a long time, she seemed to have found something. When she returned, she felt confident.

"This is not a sacrifice, this is the unique burial method of the primitive survivors. The devil knows what they believe in. As long as they are killed compatriots, they will hang on the trunk of the tree and let them return to nature. If it is a natural death, then Will be buried normally."

Yuan Qing said firmly: "So they were killed."

 “Killed by White Walkers?”

 It doesn’t feel like Lu Fuji.

If he was killed by a white ghost, the bones would not be so complete.

 “There is also a stone monument here.”

Kashiwagi said in a deep voice: "It seems to be a tombstone."

Lu Buer went over and took a look. He couldn't understand a single word of the inscription.

 But the totem on the stone tablet seems familiar.

It is like a totem outlined by countless bloodlines.

 It is precisely the core part of the Creation Mother Nest!

“This is a unique script used by the primitive remnants. Each tribe’s script may be different, but in fact they all reach the same goal. They are created based on the tree patterns of the sacred tree.”

Yuan Qing hesitated for a moment: "Secretary Xia Yan once taught me, I think it was called Sa..."

 “Sata, Abalua?”

　　Shika Fuji makes a blind guess.

 Everyone looked at him, not expecting that a new soldier would know this.

Yuan Qing was startled: "It seems so."

“The corpse-eating cultist arrested yesterday was talking about it.”

Kashiwagi shook his head: "Nothing surprising."

Lu Fuji smiled and said, "Can you please read it and find out what it means?"

Kashiwagi’s face froze.

 “This sentence means, immortal faith.”

Lu Fuji shrugged: "Instructor, who is useless now?"

 Current clues lead him to believe that this primitive remnant may be related to the little girl at home, because the natural totem they believe in is the Mother Nest of Creation.

 I don’t know if it has anything to do with the Holy Mountain.

 The reason why he found this place was all because of that painting!

　　Instructor Kashiwagi’s face turned ugly.

The new recruit provoked him again and again, which made him very angry.

"Now how to do?"

He said coldly: "We only have twenty-four hours, where can we find the Thorn Ghost? There are no clues at all now, so what if we know the meaning of this sentence?"

At this moment, an arrow suddenly shot out of the jungle.

Snapped.

Yuan Qing grabbed the arrow with her bare hands and sneered: "Guan, what are you doing in front of the temple?"

Lu Buer corrected him: "Playing with a sword in front of Guan Gong Temple."

 The next moment, dozens of arrows were shot from the dense forest.

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