Lizard Keeping Diary

"Look, that man,

He reaches out in the dark,

Let the light of hope burn brightly,

Be our shield and spear.

Even if the army is defeated like a mountain,

Nor will our hearts be shaken.

We belong to the great new god,

Planjic of Paradas.

For generations to come, it will always be the same..."

In the public resting place on the street, a group of people sat around a circular marble platform, with a transplanted Nan tree in the middle, with green leaf tips hanging down, almost crushing the singing youths.

It was a young man dressed in a very special way. He was wearing a white shirt with a yellow vest, a long scarf with a tropical pattern, army green bloomers, a few loose decorative belts, and a pair of pumps on his feet, so he could see the inside The colorful striped socks...

Although they were attracted by the youth's singing at first, the onlookers couldn't help but become a little more subtle after seeing his gaudy appearance.

Take another look at the standing sign next to it, which reads: Bard Schatz is on tour!Welcome to feed and reward!Tips: Please do not create commotion and chaos during the performance, good children have sweets to eat★

Below the signature is a scribble.Interested people came up and found that it was a dragon with an exaggerated style, which looked cute and funny.

"Bard? Today's young people are really retro..." some bystanders muttered.

In any case, attracting attention to this point, the bard Schatz did it very easily.Every time he finished singing a song, a group of onlookers left, and then another group came. In the end, only a small number remained, and the rewards gradually accumulated.

Schatz has more than one musical instrument. Although he always has only one main instrument, but with the stereo set up, he looks like a qualified street performer.

Since leaving the town of La Sambre, he and Kuru have started to travel around.Kuru has "something" to do, the secret shipbuilding industry, Schatz doesn't understand it at all, but no matter where Kuru says to go, he will not object, and he walked all the way, sang all the way, and stayed in many places the gospel.

"Wind, cloud,

They say he watches over us.

Rain, lightning,

They say he blesses us.

He's a savior..."

True, he sang not ordinary songs, but hymns about the new god Prangjic.The tone alternates between serious and lighthearted as he tries, if not necessarily successfully, to hold everyone's interest.

This kind of heresy was sure to be caught in Munro, so he only did it elsewhere, anyway, they still go around in some small countries.

Every day he sang Prangjic and watched the third star in the gap of the moon after nightfall.

According to those books about the gods of Paradas, each god has a star of his own, and the third star in the gap of the moon is Prangjic.When the nearby stars are all big and bright, that star is always very dim, as if it has no strength to shine, but if he points at it and says Prangjic's name hundreds of times, the star will change. It has to be a little brighter.

This is not an illusion.If more people than he alone were chanting the god's name and discussing Prangjic's deeds with enthusiasm, the star would have grown brighter.

Many New God believers believe that praying to the night sky is a meaningful activity.Those stars can hear their own names, and every time they are mentioned by mortals, there will be a little more invisible energy, which contributes incense to them and helps them continue their lives.

As time passed, Schatz gradually became familiar with the third star in the gap of the moon, and even began to understand some things.

From the perspective of the stars, no star would wish to become dim.

Planjic doesn't want to continue to look bleak, either.That's why, Prangjic wanted to collect more beliefs, and wanted to take his body to do it.Although he doesn't understand what his body does, maybe it has something to do with the magic in his body?

But where does his current magic come from?Why haven't you found it before?Those Munro people who tested their magical talents didn't find it either?Did Prangjic know from the start that he possessed such magic?

Can't figure it out.

Schatz lay on the window sill of the hotel, sighing slightly to the moon.

In fact, he is not a believer. In the environment of the Beginning God, he just followed the trend, and now he is not a follower of Prangjic, but a fulfiler of the agreement.

In his opinion, Prangjic is not a bad guy, but more like a lost lamb, so he can't see a reason to break his promise.Wouldn't it be a good thing if he could help collect more beliefs, let people discuss the name of this god, and finally light up the third star completely?

Just as he was thinking, the door opened behind him, and Shatz turned his head.

"You're back, Gollum!"

Not every time he performs, Kuru is by his side.For example, today, when Kuru said he was going to find someone, Shatz let him go without asking.

But now that Kuru came back, with a strange smell on his body, Schatz couldn't help frowning, and avoided the other's hug.

"Where did you go today?"

Faced with such questioning, Kuru shrugged, took off his coat and threw it on the bed, then put his hands in his pockets.

"Got to an arms dealer to make a deal. It's boring." He walked to the window, where Schatz was standing, and looked out sideways. "Are you talking to old Prangech again? I dare say no." God doesn't care about him as much as you do..."

Schatz's eyebrows furrowed even more, staring straight at the coat on the bed.Then I couldn't bear it anymore, ran over to pick up the coat, and hung it behind the door.

"Your clothes smell like that," Schatz said. "Like tobacco...but worse than tobacco..."

After muttering like this for a while, Schatz suddenly realized, "No. You just said that you had a deal with Arms? Are you kidding me?!"

"I'm not kidding." Kuru replied sternly, "It's too troublesome to collect materials everywhere. I just want to collect some gunpowder and use the ingredients in it to make solid propellant, so that it can be used as fuel for the spacecraft."

That spaceship with no horoscope!Kuru really wanted to do this.

Schatz gasped, "How did you find them? Would they believe you? I mean, this kind of transaction must not be that simple. Do you buy what you want?"

"Of course. I first smelled gunpowder, found their base, and then told them how many tons I wanted. They said very kindly, no problem. After the price was set, they led me to a cave, which is their warehouse , pay the money and deliver the goods with me, and everyone will live a happy life in the end.”

Schatz looked at Kuru in disbelief.Did the dragon make up a story to fool him for a fool?

Suddenly, Schatz caught a glimpse of the dark red marks on the coat, which had solidified into a state that could not fade away.Shatz leaned over to take a closer look, and when he turned around, his expression became tense, "Gulu, did you kill someone?"

Kuru shook his head, "Did you see the dirt on my clothes? That was just a trace of gunpowder. I robbed them—"

Suddenly realizing that he had made a slip of the tongue, Kuru immediately shut up.

But Schatz had heard that sentence.

"You stole the gunpowder?!"

Unlike Schatz's fuss, Kuru just spread his hands, "I have money."

It's just that the arms dealer refused to give the goods, and that's all if he didn't give them. He actually wanted to kill him, so he forcibly seized the goods, put them in the newly bought space storage props, and beat up those human beings who didn't know what to do. After a meal.

Shatz opened his mouth and was about to say something when suddenly there was a knock on the door, fast and urgent, which made him subconsciously open the door.

Standing outside was a child with a hat covering his face, holding a roll of newspaper in his hand, standing there blankly, as if he didn't know what he was here for.

There was an inexplicable silence for a few seconds, until Schatz said, "Hello. I don't need a newspaper."

But it's so late now...it doesn't seem to be the working hours of newsboys.

Schatz raised his guard and tried to close the door, but the child put his hand against the door and looked up at Schatz, "Please..." His voice was very immature, sounding no more than six or seven years old, "Can you let me in? I I want to stay in your room for a while to keep warm."

Schatz was stunned.

If this was an adult, Schatz would have chased him away without hesitation, and scolded him shamelessly by the way, but this child is too young.

And he's cute.The skin is white and rosy, so tender that water can be squeezed out, and the eyes are like glass beads, especially black and white, bright and lovable.His camel-hair coat appeared to be polluted, discolored in many places, and looked dusty.

By the time Schatz realized it, he had already welcomed the child in, "Of course."

The child said thank you, and went into the house without looking. He squatted down in a corner, buried his head between his knees, and looked around quietly with his eyes over his arms, like a small animal guarding against the world.

Kuru walked to Shatz's side and asked in confusion, "What happened? Who is this? Why did you let him in? Is there any important plot that I missed?"

Schatz smiled. "Don't be so mean. Share your natural heat."

Then Schatz went over to get some food for the kids.But the kid shook his head, refusing anything Schatz offered but a place to stay.

As a child of this age, I was quite wary.Just don't know why it suddenly appeared.

Kuru looked at it for a while, and felt that the child was just squatting in the corner, doing nothing, looking very harmless.But past experience told him that he could no longer take it lightly, and he didn't want Schatz to fall into danger again.So he stretched his consciousness, probed the child's body, and confirmed that there was no special energy here, and then he was relieved.

Just an ordinary person.

Kuru stood outside for a while, thinking about the gunpowder. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a group of people entering the hotel. They were all tall and thick men with unusual equipment and weapons.One of them grabbed the hotel clerk and questioned him viciously.

"Ever seen a kid?! This tall, with black hair and black eyes, wearing dirty clothes?"

"What... what kid?" the guy stammered, his whole body about to collapse on the counter.

"Stop pretending to me! Our tracker said it was in this direction, you'd better tell the truth! Did a child come here just now?!"

"Uh... well... it seems that there is one... I don't see where he went... I thought he came to take a trail, because the back door of our hotel leads to another street, so occasionally people will walk here..."

The group of people pushed the guy away abruptly, and began to scan the layout of the entire hotel.

Kuru accidentally caught their eyes.After a moment of stagnation, Kuru suddenly understood something, took a few steps back to the room, and closed the door as if nothing had happened.

But when Kuru turned around, Schatz saw the expression on that face, it was very serious, and Kuru only glanced at him, then fixed his eyes on the child in the corner, as if he was about to stare straight at him. Make a hole.

"Honey, you can't let him stay here."

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I've been very busy these two days, so I didn't post at [-] o'clock. I'm a little worried about whether I can continue to update daily (:з」∠)