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Harvesting after autumn has been very busy for a while. Copper knives are sharper than stone knives. Only a few recognized people can touch this golden sharp weapon.

Shanyin is bowing and plowing in the distance. I don't know whether it is the golden sharp weapon that is more dazzling, or the undulating wheat field like golden slurry is more fascinating. Sweet and fragrant.

The days in the Sun and Moon Tribe passed so quickly, it was almost unbelievable. Shanyin even clearly remembered how he looked when he first arrived. There was only one sacrificial ceremony, and it was not even a sacrificial ceremony. Amber didn’t even have a totem. do well.As the summer drew to a close, Sanyin helped Amber carve out the blatant daylight, and the two of them squinted and looked up until blurred spots and moving black shadows appeared in the eyes.

"Chen also did it once." Hu Po comforted Shan Yin who was a little scared and offended the gods. Before that, he had never thought of looking directly at the sun, just like people are used to surrendering to high places. Over time, no one will raise their heads to offend the sacred Tianyan, when Shanyin felt the pain in his eyes, he subconsciously thought it was a punishment from the gods of the Sun and Moon Tribe.

But Amber didn't seem to care, she stretched out her hand and patted Shan Yin's back, and said happily and lightly: "The witch will take care of us."

Another witch from the Sun Moon Tribe just looked at them coldly, Yan probably thought they were ridiculously stupid, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the juice was squeezed out from the white to almost transparent insect body and dripped between their eyes middle.

The scorching pain eased a little.

Amber was lying on the ground smiling at him, outside was the chirping of cicadas in late summer, and the sun shone on every place without stopping, even the medical room was not spared.So Shanyin squinted his eyes and looked sideways, he saw Amber's vague and moving smile softened the bit of aggressive hostility under the bright light, making it look charming and moving.

If there is a god in the world, it will probably look like this.

She is moody, she is willing to be gentle when she is in a good mood, and is not stingy with beating and scolding when she is in a bad mood. You hate her and love her, but you still have to surrender to her in the end.

Shanyin stared blankly at Amber, he knew that this feeling would dissipate, after he left, or even after his eyes returned to normal, he might immediately laugh at himself now.

But the heartbeat at this moment, the fascination at this moment, will not disappear because it has never existed.

It is deeply present in this moment.

Shan Yin withdrew from his memory, which was more difficult than pulling his legs out of the mud. He couldn't help throwing some mud when he was backing up. He put piles of rice on the uncontrollable cart, A few teenagers grabbed and shook hands, rushed out, and the heavy car galloped out briskly, accompanied by their babbling and screaming, the adults straightened up, shook their heads helplessly and laughed.

Wu does not come to these places.

After harvesting, there was a period of idle time, and many captives continued to do hard work such as threshing rice. Everyone held water in the shade of the trees to enjoy the coolness. The sun was still operating, but it was no longer so murderously hot.The granary made a rough outline, and the children climbed up the tree stump to lay tiles. Shan Yin had tasted summer and autumn in this tribe, but had never seen winter. He took a sip of water cheerfully, and saw Uro standing Laughing by the tree.

Wu waved at him.

"Shan Yin, come here." Wu Luo watched Shan Yin standing up and walking. He already knew many pronunciations of the Sun and Moon Tribes, so it was not difficult at first. A lot of words were repeated over and over in just a few words, and Yan supervised him. It's not difficult at all.

Even if there are really uncommon ones, you can roughly understand them even by guessing.

Shanyin stood obediently in front of Wuluo. When he first came to the Sun Moon Tribe, he was still like a majestic fighting cock. Now that he has calmed down, it seems that the still water is running deep.If it is said that Huber and Mo were taken care of by Wuluo, then Shanyin was a person who grew up arrogantly. Maybe without Wuluo, Huber and Mo would cease to exist, but Shanyin must still be fine by then. Maybe it will become a symbol, a symbol.

If you like someone, you think that he is good everywhere. This is a child's idea; when you reach Uro's age and this kind of life, you will know that you can't judge a person by whether you like it or not. Even if you don't like it, you must recognize the other person's strengths. The more you don't like it, the more you have to be sober.

Otherwise, this kind of arrogance will bring a real blow.

For the vast majority of people, Uro is an omnipotent existence, but he knows that he can only go anywhere, he can't go home, he will die if he is killed, his brain is easy to work, It's a pity that he can't live for thousands of years, and he himself doesn't plan to live for such a long time. As for other things, he has to wait. Civilization is like this, and hundreds of thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye.

"How do you feel in the Sun and Moon Tribe?" Uro asked cordially, even though he didn't like Shan Yin in his heart, and even suspected that the other party might be one of the executioners that the Sun and Moon Tribe encountered in the future, but It didn't stop him from welcoming him with a smile.

Shanyin replied shyly, "Okay, teacher."

Originally, Shanyin wanted to say something more, he wanted to ask Uro if he would go to the Qikuan tribe with him, but he felt a little ashamed invisibly, so he wisely kept his mouth shut.He couldn't sum up what it was like, he only knew that in the Qikang tribe, everyone fanatically pursued the God of Valley, and the witch is the supreme authority, just like the animals bound by the Sun and Moon tribe, because the rope is in the hands of the owner, so Everyone obediently swayed along the rope.

The Sun Moon Tribe is not like this.

If Hua and Long want to have a new idea, Mr. Wu Luo said, let's try it.

How will you know if you don't try.

Shanyin looked at Uro's cold eyes, and they always looked directly into each other's eyes through a transparent layer of ice, which made Shanyin feel a bone-chilling cold from time to time.He felt that being in the Sun Moon Tribe always had a very carefree feeling. Everyone was naturally under control, but no one cared what you thought in your heart. If you had to respect the God of Valley, they would let you respect them too, but you couldn’t do anything about it. Hold their heads and let them believe in the god of valleys.

They don't even believe in the sun and the moon.

It's ridiculous, it's grotesque, it's joyful.

Hearing his address, Uro couldn't help laughing, so he stood still, as if he heard something worth pondering, and said slowly: "Is what you learned in the tribe enough for you to give to the Sun and Moon tribe? "

"Enough." Shan Yin moved his lips, his greedy ambition tried to stop all of this, but he knew in his heart that he had got enough, and he couldn't help adding, "A lot."

Contentment is a good thing.

Wuluo wanted to beat Shanyin, but seeing his sincerity, he didn't know what to say. What he said was beneficial to the world and peaceful coexistence was all false.After the lies are satisfied, people will start to panic and yearn for the truth. No rule can be reversed by one person. Only after suffering enough, rules and fairness will begin to emerge.

The law protects balance, not good or evil.

"That's good." Uro finally just laughed. He looked at Shan Yin and said calmly, "That's good."

The two of them walked together for a while, and Shan Yin didn't quite understand the use of this kind of time. No one understood, including Amber, but Uro always said it was a time for "thinking". As for what thinking is, who knows? Not sure either.

Shanyin followed Uro's steps, and he counted the numbers silently in his heart, recalling the knowledge taught by Uro, from one to a hundred, from a hundred to a thousand, the almost infinite number means infinity.

"What about you? Teacher."

Uro asked puzzled, "Huh?"

"You." Shanyin racked his brains and asked, "Think, what are you doing?"

No one is the same as Wuluo. The people of the Sun and Moon Tribe want to live and they work hard to live, while Amber works hard to let them live a good life. The lives of these people are not boring. Apart from not fearing God, they are all It's the same—Shanyin himself felt that he was ridiculous, and he would actually say something other than not fearing God one day.

However, Shanyin knows exactly when it all started.

It started when he knew that he could do what the witch said only God could do.

But Shan Yin didn't understand what Wu Luo was thinking, he knew everything, but he kept waiting for them.

Only Yan understood.

At the end is Yan, the more moody and mysterious witch, who is looking away from them with his back, probably also thinking, his scarred arm is completely healed, only wrapped in some snow-white bandages, occasionally The dark color of the wound was dizzy, and blood stains accumulated on it.

Shan Yin took a step back subconsciously, not doubting that Yan Neng strangled himself to death at all.

After listening to the question, Uro was just stunned, and said with emotion: "I only do what I should do. The world has never asked my opinion, and the only thing that is not too bad to me is probably letting me do it." I met him."

Shan Yin didn't understand, he could only watch Wu Luo walk by, when he suddenly saw something familiar.

Not long ago, what was brewing in his heart was just that when he was looking at Amber at that time, it now fell into Uro's eyes.

Strange, the two of them can't have children again.

Wu Luo looked at Yan with a slight smile, and the other party just frowned and asked him why he was smirking. The two of them looked up to the sky together, and saw the sky dyed by the sun, strands of gold passing through the clouds, the rich fragrance and mud Xing wandered hesitantly under his feet.

This poetic world belongs to Wuluo and Yan. Shanyin can't see it. He can only stare at his teacher, future collaborators, and even enemies in a daze. He sees love, but he can't express it.

Is this useless stuff?

It should be useless if they can't have children, but in fact it can't be said, after all, the two of them don't have children with other people.

So Shanyin looked at Amber, who was sitting high on the barn and singing. She had no tune, but sang happily. Occasionally, there was a chorus in the forest. The birds came back to life after the fire, and the fat bird chirped. with.

The autumn light fell into his pupils, and love was born.