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The world is big, but the distance is not that long. When the little beast ran to a place and stopped again, Ji Moxu sat on its back and looked up, and what he saw was the furry waves surging above the mountain peak. The hair is blown by the wind, and the monsters are running around, like big fur balls one after another, making this mountain seem to be covered with velvet flowers.

"Ouch-"

The roar came from the mountains, revealing a sense of intimacy after a long-lost reunion. The galloping male beast was like a gust of wind, sweeping towards it directly, as if it was going to follow the little beast into the sky.

Ji Mo was overwhelmed by this momentum, and retreated a little, as if avoiding its edge, and got off the little beast.

But the little beast didn't move at all, standing firmly, and then pressed its paw on the face of the male beast, trying to block its approaching face.

"Woooo-"

The male beast's face was crushed and deformed, and finally he whimpered in animal language, as if expressing his dissatisfaction with the little beast's ruthlessness. When we meet again after a long absence, shouldn't we have a sweet kiss?

Those many misses must be licked to express.

The little beast didn't feel the same way, and refused it physically. They communicated for a while, as if they were fighting, and you came and I went back and forth several times before they were able to go inside in a serious way, into the mountains, climb up the peaks, and enter a In the cave.

The cave at the top is like a drying yard, where you can enjoy the sunlight from the upper hole without being blown by the wind. The area around the sun is like a small stage, and a white-fronted beast is lying on it. There, it looks a bit bloated, its round face is really like a ball, and its body is as round as a cake just lying down.

"Ah woo... woo woo... woo woo..."

The little beast came here, expressed its closeness to the white-fronted beast, lowered its head, and rubbed the other's paw with the white hair on the center of its forehead.

Ji Mo knows that this is the etiquette of the white-fronted beast, but he has almost never seen it. Such a prostrate and pious posture seems to be worshiping the ancestor. Uh, maybe this is the ancestor, the ten thousand-year ancestor of the white-fronted beast group?

Ji Mo understood part of the little beast's animal language, and there was a sense of loss in that mournful voice, which made him understand what kind of story it was.

Every parting is a farewell with death.

In this world that can cultivate, his body is still very young, so he will not die early, but it is indeed impossible for him to stay for a long time. This is not something that can be done by simply delaying the exam time. Said that Ji Mo didn't feel that he had reached a certain extreme.

In other words, even though he pioneered beast control, he felt that he was not ready for the exam in this skill, but those few books might not be as in-depth as the research done in the previous world. Being able to communicate with humans really saves a lot of trouble, and it seems that there is no difficulty in making beast control.

Therefore, the research summary made by Ji Mo is more like frying cold rice. It takes out the things known in the second-order world and even the first-order world and renovates them. some knowledge information.

If this is the case, can we talk about learning?

Learn the new by reviewing the past, the former is of course learning, but it is just a review, and the latter is the purpose of his learning.

Before, I felt that the third-order world was simpler, even if it can be said that the identity provided by the system itself is convenient, but... Ji Mo still has doubts in his heart, and some things seem to be difficult to explain.

Putting these aside for the time being, reminding him of the exam early may not be urging him to leave. Is there any urgent reason for him to leave?

Don't think about these incomprehensible things, Ji Mo only knows that if he wants to leave, he may choose a certain day to tell everyone that he is going to travel far away, so that his masters and brothers know that he is just going out for a walk. If you don't come back for many years, it's better to disappear than to die.

Even if there is no news for a wanderer who does not return home, no news is good news, and it is better than...

This is what Ji Mo thought of, and it is also the best arrangement he can make.

When time passed, one day they realized that the person who hadn't heard from him for so long was probably dead. At that time, they should be able to accept this fact.

Even monks will die.

To die by accident, by suddenness, by some unstoppable necessity.The significance of cultivation is not to avoid death, but to overcome the death caused by disease with a better attitude.

It is acceptable not to die from health reasons, but to die from other things, even at the hands of monsters.

The eyes of the ancestor of the white-fronted beast are very peaceful. Unlike its slightly joyful body, its eyes are very intelligent. It gently raised its claws and patted the little beast's head without interrupting the long series of animal words. It only replied a few words after it finished speaking, which comforted the little beast very well.

There were already tears in Xiaoshou's eyes, and Ji Mo's eyes were a little sour. If he wanted to use Yunyou's excuse, he must have left the sect with Xiaoshou, and he died on the way. And inexplicably, what kind of blow was it to the little beast?

Compared with the master and brother of the Zongmen, the little beast is the closest to Ji Mo. The two have been living in the cave. They have been healthy and healthy since childhood. The person who could talk yesterday is gone today. How heavy is this kind of blow to the little beast?

If you want to consider the living people and beasts, Ji Mo shouldn't die in front of the little beast or by its side, but there are some things that must be entrusted to the little beast. Find his body and confirm his death early.

"Sorry, I still made you sad."

Ji Mo sighed, some things are always crueler to those who are close to them.

He didn't ignore the little beast's feelings, but chose to believe it, chose not to explain it, and let it bear all this.

"sorry."

In any case, he has no other choice. How should he explain to his master and brothers the fact that he is bound to die early?And what to tell them about the system?There is a faint fear in Ji Mo's heart. Starting from knowing that people in this world can cultivate, how high is the cultivation of immortals? If they can understand the system, are they going to "save" themselves?Or do you see yourself as a saboteur, expulsion?

Their rescue is probably not what he wants. Unbinding from the system is a choice that Ji Mo will never make before returning to his original world.

There is a system, and there is hope of returning home. Without a system, what good is it to live to death in a strange world?

Saying goodbye to the ancestors and rejecting the licking comfort from the male beast, the little beast stayed on this mountain independently and strong to start a new life. Ji Mo looked at it and made a comfortable cave. The bed it made out, watching it jump on the bed and looking back naturally, before, Ji Mo's place was always next to it, but now, it is empty.

That moment of stupefaction was not long, but it made Ji Mo burst into tears. 50 years was long enough for him, and it was just an insignificant length for the long life of the little beast. He just considered these things , I chose to let it bear alone, but in these 50 years, day and night, which day and night has shortened the length of that sadness.

It’s okay to say during the day, there are so many scenery, there are always some things to do, but at night, sleeping on the bed that was originally prepared for people, without another temperature around you, will you feel lonely?

It is a relative, a brother, and a secret keeper who trusts life and death.

"Everything is up to you."

Ji Mo can almost think of how he confessed to the little beast at that time, thinking of the little beast's confusion, sadness and anger, everything in front of him was like a knife piercing into his heart, every inch of blood and every tear made a certain An unspeakable pain choked in his throat.

Can you regret it?

No.

Can it be changed?

No.

"I'm still too selfish after all."

Acknowledging this point again, Ji Mo silently watched the past 50 years, his outstretched hand brushed the little beast's head vaguely, the little beast squinted, as if feeling the memory imprint left by the previous touch Everything fits together as if it were real.

[Please select the time, 100 years, 200 years, 500 years, 1000 years...]

"100."

Time can dilute everything. When I saw the little beast again, the other party already had a partner. Ahem, it changed to another one. It was no longer the white-fronted beast in the sect, but another female beast. , and have children.

The cub, which looked like a little beast when it was a child, stood on the back of the mother beast, and seemed to feel extraordinarily majestic, but when the wind blew, the fur on its chest became cold, and it shuddered, and rolled directly to the ground, caught between the little beast. Between him and the mother beast, he burrowed into the belly of the little beast dizzily, as if he had done something, and was soon kicked out by the little beast in dissatisfaction, rolled into the belly of the mother beast, raised his head, and accurately Grab the source of life.

The corners of the mother's mouth were parted, as if she was laughing, and the cub muttered animal language in dissatisfaction, and was soothed by the mother's licking, and then began to lick back, rubbing their heads against each other, very intimate, even the cub There is a feeling of tenderness in the look in the beast's eyes.

"so good!"

Ji Mo was a little relieved, such a scene seemed to calm him down a little, so that he wouldn't be struggling all the time.

At night, the little beast was still sleeping in the cave. The mother beast was lying on the ground and was already asleep, while the little beast was lying on the bed with its side head turned inward. It got out, touched the bed quietly, avoided the little beast's tail, went up from its abdomen, came to the side of its head, and snuggled up to it.

The little beast opened its eyelids, with a glint of golden light in the dark night, and glanced at the cub. The cub froze for a moment, like a wooden man, and after it closed its eyes, it rubbed against it again. Its petal-like pink mouth smashed Come on, it seems to be whispering something, the delicate animal language is vague.

The little beast rubbed its nose against it, and pressed its paws up, as if trying to tell some disobedient guy to sleep quickly, that look...

"so good!"