caged robin

A member of the Sufeng clan laughed and said, "Of course it's easy to handle. Can you come out tomorrow night? Aren't you afraid of being found out and spanking?"

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Of course, my father is very kind to me, and he will definitely not hit me."

The crowd burst into laughter. A member of the Shengtong tribe just rubbed his head, but his little hand slapped it off. He raised his chin and said, "Only the father can touch it here."

The man was taken aback for a moment, and said, "The temper is not small."

"Hmph," he snorted softly, glanced at them, and said, "My father told me not to contact you, you don't have good intentions for me!"

Everyone laughed again, and one of the members of the Shengtong tribe said: "Lance's mouth is really powerful. Your father said so, why do you still come to us? You are not obedient."

He glared at the man, his face flushed, and he said, "Just, just this time! Didn't you say that Houchen is my father's 'Chuyachen', and 'Chuyachen' eats crisps, one round at a time. Qiange, just this one time. I don't know why my father always keeps a straight face recently, I want to surprise him and make him happy."

Everyone looked at each other and said, "Yes, yes, Lance is a good boy haha."

He raised his eyebrows, feeling elated.

But Abner became inexplicably frightened, and Lance ran away. Abner was in Lance's body, unable to see the expressions of the people behind him, but broke out in a cold sweat.

Suddenly Abner's eyes turned red, and he realized that he was running in a withered forest, and the moon seemed to be close at hand. The blood-colored dim light illuminated the withered trees and grass, and there was a deathly silence around him.

"Hey! Here!" A figure came out of the dry forest and pulled him aside.

He glanced at the red-faced person and said, "I'm here, are your Tiansu ready?"

"It's natural, do you want to see it first?" The man took out a big box from behind and handed it to him.

Lance slowly opened the lid, full of anticipation in his heart.

"No...don't open it..." Abner sweated silently, begging him not to open it.

But Lance's little hand had already opened half of the cover, and suddenly a choking gas rushed towards his face, "Um..." Lance's hand let go, and he collapsed on the ground with a "plop". Seeing several people illuminated by the red moon coming out of the withered forest, he scooped them up with a big hand.

"Hmm..." Lance struggled weakly.

"Oreas...Aoreas..." Abner yelled weakly.

Suddenly he felt his hand being held tightly, and a familiar voice sounded, "I'm here, I'm here, it's okay, it's okay."

Abner suddenly opened his eyes, and saw that he was being held horizontally by Oreas, and one of the hanging hands was tightly clenched.He immediately jumped up, hugged Orreas' neck tightly, and murmured incessantly: "Aoreas...Aoreas..."

Oreas patted him on the back and said, "It's okay, it's okay."

Suddenly Abner realized that he was in the water, he raised his head in astonishment, and Aureas was also in the water, he cupped Aureas's face in panic.

"What's wrong?" Oreyas asked.

Abner suddenly found a layer of faint light floating on his hand, he trembled, withdrew his hand, looked repeatedly, the light stretched all the way to his arm, he lifted his sleeve, and there was light everywhere.

"There is light on me, do you see it?" Abner asked.

Oreas nodded with deep eyes.

Abner trembled, "Am I dead?"

Oreas rubbed his head, "Don't talk nonsense."

He turned his head, and suddenly saw a group of people from the Sufeng clan standing behind him. Their expressions were extremely strange, as if they were shocked, but also seemed to be afraid. They stared straight at him. Turning around and holding Oreas, he asked, "Where is this? Why am I here, why am I not drowned, why are they staring at me, and why am I glowing?"

Oreas looked at him quietly for a while, turned his eyes away, sighed lightly, and said, "You should rest for a while."

He frowned, this was the first time that Aureas didn't answer his question, he stared at the tight thin lips, Aureas didn't look at him, hugged him and went straight to the crowd, the crowd automatically turned towards the two Pull aside.

Abner felt that the atmosphere was extremely stiff, and as soon as he glanced at the Sufeng people on both sides, those people quickly lowered their heads, as if they were trying to avoid something.He raised his head to look at Oreas again, but the latter still didn't look at him, his brows were furrowed with an indelible sense of solemnity.

"Oreas?" he murmured softly.

"Ah."

Oreas' voice was as gentle as usual, which made him feel at ease. He grabbed Oreas' clothes tightly and rested his head on it.

Aureas walked through the crowd, put him on a big rock, and said, "Wait for me here."

Abner grabbed Oreas' hand and asked, "Are you going to the soul cave?"

Orreas nodded.

"I also need to go!"

Oreas patted his hand and said, "Don't make trouble, this is a safe place near the soul cave, it's safer."

But Abner stood up, grabbed Oreas, and suddenly there was a loud noise, and then the soles of his feet swayed, and he fell back on the stone.Oreas frowned, let go of his hand, and hurriedly said "don't walk around here", and then rushed out of a thick black fog, followed by some Sufeng people.

"Aore..." Aureas had disappeared.

Abner sat back to his original place in frustration, he touched his pocket unconsciously, and suddenly found that the money bag was gone, and the important thing was that the bone of the Son of God was also inside!

In an instant, he felt dizzy and paralyzed as if he had lost a bone. He was proud of himself for easily finding the second bone of the Son of God, but now he lost not only this one, but also the one that Oreas left him.

I shouldn't have come, I'm really only going to cause trouble for Aureas.He hugged his knees and curled up on the stone.

"Boom-thump-"

The loud noise is more terrifying than the loud noise.

Accompanied by the loud noise, there was a sharp and tragic roar.

But none of this caught Abner's attention, and at this moment he shrank like a lost soul.

The stone under Abner's body was shaking, and every time it shook, crisp bells rang out above his head.

"Boom-thump-"

"Ding ding ding..."

"Boom-thump-"

"Ding ding ding..."

"Quick—protect the newborn soul—"

"Quick—quick climb—"

"hurry up--"

The Sufeng clansman who had been standing still suddenly started to run like crazy, and the whole safe place was shaking with "boom boom boom".

Abner was awakened suddenly. He looked towards the direction where the crowd was running, and saw ropes hanging from all sides of the wall, and people followed the ropes to ascend rapidly one by one. He looked up along the ropes, and his eyes widened suddenly. , seeing the sky above the head is very high, the top is a mirror, and then spreads downward like a conch shell, countless pale yellow light spots surround the indigo wall, and the crisp "ding ding" sound is as high and weak as the waves Down, it's magnificent.

Suddenly Abner felt his chest tremble slightly, and then a heavy voice came from an unknown place.

"My child...you are back."

He was stunned, and wanted to yell, but only a tremor came from his chest—"Who are you?!"

This feeling was like what he had felt in the mother's womb, but he didn't enter anyone's memory, his palms were hot, his throat seemed to be strangled by someone, he couldn't make a sound, his chest was shaking violently.

"Who are you--"

"Who are you--"

"Who are you--"

But no answer.

Gradually, he suspected that he had heard wrong, so he took a deep breath to calm himself down slowly, and looked up at the high wall.

Dozens of people from the Sufeng tribe have ascended to the light spot. They all hold two long sticks in their hands, with a piece of indigo cloth attached to the middle of the sticks. First, they fasten one of the long sticks horizontally on the wall , then turned around and nodded to the opposite person, and then they threw the other long stick in their hands sideways at the same time, and the indigo fainted in the air immediately.

"Crack." They caught the long stick thrown from the opposite side almost at the same time, and then buckled the stick against the wall.

Most of the pale yellow light spot was covered, and the "ding ding" sound was much quieter.

These dozens of people came down empty-handed, and another dozens of people went up, still holding two long sticks.

"Snapped."

Abner could hardly see the light yellow spots, and he stared blankly at the skilled movements of these people, as if he had returned to the circus.

"Snapped."

"Snapped."

People kept coming down empty-handed, and others went up.

"Boom-"

The lower body was still shaking, but the people of the Sufeng clan still sealed the sky tightly without panicking in an organized manner.Abner walked down the stone, a Sufeng tribe hurried past him, he asked: "What are you doing?"

"Protect the newborn soul."

"Where is the soul—" Abner asked, but the man hurried away.

"Those pale yellow lights you saw." A hoarse voice came from behind.

Abner turned around and saw a tall man looking at him quietly. Compared with the eyes of those weird and indifferent passers-by, this man's expression was much more normal.

But this man has only one arm.

Abner was startled, and then pointed to the sky as if nothing had happened and said, "Are you talking about those covered lights?"

"Yes," the man stared at him suspiciously for a while, then continued, "Why don't you even know this."

The corner of Abner's mouth twitched, "Sorry, I just came here and I'm not familiar with it."

"Really?" The man narrowed his eyes and was silent for a while, then said: "They are building a barrier now, and these barriers are woven with indigo licorice that grows in the soul cave, which has a strong protective effect on the soul, the soul It's just too fragile..."

The man choked suddenly, left a sentence of "sorry", and left in a hurry.

Abner frowned, these people are all weird.

"Boom-"

Mud wanders in the water.

"Boom-"

The indigo walls shook.

"Boom-"

The people on the rope dangled with the current.

"Guys! Hold on tight!" the man at the top shouted to those below.

The people below grabbed the rope, swam quickly to the wall, and clawed the uneven wall with their fingers, but the small stones on the wall were constantly peeling off. Some people would suddenly let go, and others immediately grabbed them. He was lucky enough to return to his original position.

Suddenly the person at the top lost his hand, a big stone hit him on the head, a smear of blood flashed past, and the long cloth woven of indigo licorice fell down, and the people below swam quickly to help him, but they were caught by him. Pushing it away, he shouted, "Go back to your position!"

After finishing speaking, he gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain in his head, pushed aside the water, swam to the out-of-control cloth, grabbed the long stick at the end of it, then swam to the top quickly, fastened the stick carefully, and suddenly trembled, He leaned up like a dead fish and slowly sank.

Abner quickly swam over. The man was already unconscious. He put his arms around his shoulders and swam vigorously to the big rock below for people to rest.There was a blood hole the size of a copper shell on the side of the man's head, and blood was constantly oozing out, and the blood quickly dispersed and disappeared when it entered the water.

Abner tore a strip of cloth from his robe and carefully bandaged his head.

"Put this on the wound."

A small crimson jar appeared in front of Abner, raised his head, it was the man who lost his arm just now.

"Okay." Abner took the jar, which contained an extremely viscous crimson medicine. He dug a small piece with a stick and applied it to the wound, then quickly wrapped it with a cloth strip.

Suddenly the wounded twitched and shouted: "Soul—soul—" Then he waved his hands in the air, as if he was constantly grabbing something and stuffing it into his arms.

Abner was dressing up, and when he was disturbed by the injured man's arm, he couldn't help dodging backwards.

At this moment, the man with the broken arm grabbed both of the injured man's hands with his remaining hand and said, "Please continue."

Abner nodded gratefully.

"Quick—quickly save the soul—" The wounded writhed and struggled like a fish, and the man with the broken arm pressed his knee against his leg again.

While bandaging, Abner said, "You seem to care about souls..."

"Yeah." The man answered briefly.

"Is the soul fragile?"

The man glanced at Abner and said, "Weaker than a newborn baby."

"Does every soul have a unique breath? Just like every baby has a unique side."

The man was silent for a while, and said: "I don't know, but I can't smell your soul breath, and he..."

The man glanced at the wounded and continued, "He smells like mountain pine."

Abner raised his eyebrows, bandaged the wounded man's head, then raised his head, just as the wounded man's hand was released, and he caught a glimpse of the wounded man's right hand with only three fingers.

He was startled.

"What's wrong?" the man asked.

He shook his head.

"Boom-"

Suddenly it started to shake again, and the gravel on the walls of the shelter was violently rolling down, it seemed that this time it was more violent than before.There was a crack in the big rock where the wounded was lying, and the wounded rolled into the gap with a "gu dong".

Abner and the man with the broken arm hurried over to help him up, but he suddenly opened his eyes, saw Abner at a glance, and swung his clenched fist rudely at Abner, but the man with the broken arm blocked him.

"Pod!" the man with the broken arm roared, but his strength was obviously on par with Pod's, and their fists were locked in a stalemate.

Abner frowned, and said coldly: "Although I don't know what I have offended you, I think you have to ask whether you agree with the wound on your head before you shake your fist."

Pod froze for a moment, touched the cloth strip on his head, then shook his hand violently as if he had touched an electric eel, and then pulled the cloth strip and was about to pull it down.

The man with the broken arm quickly let go of the hand he was struggling with, stabilized the hand on Pod's head, and shouted: "Enough, Pod!"

"Enough?" Pod suddenly let go, pointed at Abner and shouted, "Why did we die so many people, but he is still alive! Tell me, Anoli!"

Abner was taken aback.

People passing by hurriedly stopped their steps and their work, and looked at Abner.

Anoli glanced heavily at the people around him, squeezed Pod's hand, and said, "Shut up, Pod! He's not Lance!"

"Not Lance? Are you from the Sufeng clan? You go ask him, ask him, and then ask her..." Pod's eyes were red, and he pointed at the people next to him one by one, shouting, "Everyone They all feel that his soul is Lance! He is just the son of evil! The alien who was expelled! The evil son who made us lose half of our people! The devil who made you lose an arm!

Purd moved towards Abner, pointing straight at him with the only remaining three fingers, "It took us one block to rebuild our devastated homeland, but after he disappeared one block, he changed into a complete body Back again!"