Three Philosophical Questions for Travelers

"Ask whatever you want, Putin."

"Yes, my lord." The demon monk raised his head and said after deliberation, "This time we are going to suppress the rebellion in the Gulf, and the enemy is Haven Ambside. If we don't get rid of him, we can't suppress the rebellion. I don't understand, please help I'm puzzled."

"You don't need to suppress the rebellion." The fraudster shrugged and smiled. "Or, must the rebellion be successful? Is it important to suppress the rebellion?"

The demon monk stared at his right eye like a goldfish, and said, "My lord, I don't understand. If it doesn't work, then what's the point of suppressing the rebellion?"

The fraudster keeps smiling, "You want to know?"

"I..." The demon monk stopped in time, lowered his head, and said, "I don't need to know, I will carry out the order."

"Smart man." The fraudster nodded, "No wonder you have a long life. Putin, I really like you a little bit, but it's a pity that your ambition is too humble and your soul is too low, otherwise I will bestow you with a godhead and make you a My left and right hand - Putin, I will give you another chance, tell me, are you willing to seek the supreme soul?"

He lowered his head and said, "I can't be the supreme soul, my lord. I am a human being, an animal, and a plant. I just want to survive. Survival is my instinct. I am such a role. I should be in this position. My lord, if I covet the forbidden fruit with arrogance, I will surely pollute the holy thing, and then I will die without a place to die."

"That's right, you don't belong in that place. You are a saint among humans, a monster among animals, and a spirit among plants, but you can't break your own boundaries after all. You are a prank by the Creator. I am sorry for this, Putin .”

"Sorry, my lord, to disappoint you."

"Go back to your place, Putin, after this matter is done, your life can continue smoothly again." After saying that, the fraudster turned around, and his body collapsed into a cloud of fly ash.

"Thank you!"

After 5 minutes, Putin dared to look up, and the vest was already soaked in cold sweat.

Putin left the study and stood at the door, unable to calm down for a long time.The mermaid swam past him in silence, with a bruised handprint on its throat.

When can I leave this devil!Putin touched his neck.

After he came out of the study, he began to organize the army and prepare to go to the Reach.He planned to go to Bear Mountain to garrison first, make supplies, and then march into the Reach.Putin attacked from west to east, Alianmiu attacked from east to west, and the two sides surrounded the enemies of the Reach.The fraudster told Putin not to kill Haven, but he didn't say not to kill others.Putin could capture Haven Ambside alive, and then wipe out the rest of the rebels.

That night, after learning about this, Jiuguang Flowers came to practice for the demon monk and others.After the descendants of the Sea God had a stalemate with Bugu Kahn, they accepted the fiefdom of the Florus family and became vassals of the Kingdom of Night God.Here Loreley's title is Marquess, and Putin is Loreley's honorary knight.They own the land around Bear Mountain, Shrimp Bay, and Pinewood Castle—yes, Jiuguang directly granted the land of Bayland to Putin.This is as inconceivable as a southern slave owner awarding Eaglehead City to an archipelago noble.

However, Lorelai still accepted the award, and declared her position.

Of course, this is also what the fraudster meant. He hoped that the descendants of the sea god would help Jiuguang Flowerus to summon the night god.The ceremony of inviting the gods is a very difficult thing, and it may not be possible for the Flowers family alone.

What exactly is a night god?Putin didn't know about this either.He only knew from the legend that Night God is an ancient evil god, once he appears, the world will usher in a catastrophe...

Ha, disaster?Are there fewer disasters now?The demon monk disagrees.

The demon monk never asks what he shouldn't know, even if he is curious, he will not talk too much.

However, during the dinner, the mermaid asked this question for him.

She asked Jiuguang Flowers, "What is your god? What can he do? What will he do?"

Putin glanced at him and thought to himself: This woman seems to never have a long memory—don’t inquire about what she shouldn’t, the more she knows, the sooner she will die.

But this question did not embarrass Jiuguang. He smiled and said, "I should have told you about this earlier, my friends. Now that you have asked, I will tell you about Ye Shen."

"The world is going to end," he said.

Lorelei nodded and said, "Yes, everyone knows about it."

Jiuguang said: "Our world, the Fifth Era, is about to be destroyed. Judging from the astrology, this era has a lifespan of at most 100 years. We must do something."

Lorelei asked him, "Do you want to use Night God to save this era?"

Jiuguang said: "No, I want to restart the 2.5th era. The 2.5th era still has a long lifespan, it just ended early. I invited the night god and asked him to restart his kingdom. This way our civilization can continue. "

Lorelei showed a subtle smile, and said, "If this kind of thing could be done, then I would have restarted the third era long ago. Florus, when civilization is destroyed, it is destroyed, just like people who die cannot be resurrected. Night God can't restart the dead civilization."

Jiuguang said: "No, you are wrong, the 2.5 era can be restarted, because that era has always been dead, it has never lived."

"What does it mean?"

Jiu Guang said solemnly: "That is the civilization created by the God of Night and Helimod, the God of Death, between the Second Era and the Third Era, the Era of Death, the Kingdom of the Night, and the civilization of the undead." He sneered.

"Death is eternal life. You can't kill a dead person, can you?"

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Chapter 10: Sand, One

Chapter 10: Sand, One

New slaves arrived in the caravan.

The new slave was a little man as alert as a fox, and he was not as alert as a slave.

The slave's eyes were not as bright as his.

Violet knew from his manner that he was just a slave.This is the first time he has been sold.The slaves who are sold for the first time are stupid and happy, because they still have innocent fantasies.Every slave owner said to them when they first captured their slaves: "Work hard and buy your freedom."

What's more, they will say to the slaves: "You will be free as soon as the time limit is up, and I will also pay you the wages of the past few years." Yes, slaves have wages in name, but they If they can't get it, the slave owner will keep it for them.

The little man was about fifteen years old, with beautiful blue eyes that shone like jewels.Those eyes made his not so handsome face lovable.

This reminded Violet of the boy with the broken arm.

Fassnut, where have you been?Are you still alive?

Violet had taken care of this boy when she was at Bear Mountain, and she cared for him like she cared for her own brother.They have some brotherhood.Later, Fassnut stubbornly left Bear Mountain to find his own destiny. After that, Violet never saw him again.

He might be dead, Violet thought, he was great when he had arms, but he has no arms after all.How would he survive without two hands?

I should have left him in the first place.

The little slave chattered about what he had seen and heard, but no one paid any attention to him.He said to the old man, to the child, to the man, to the woman... Only pairs of numb eyes looked back at him.But even so, he said it again.

Violet suddenly realized that he was afraid.

He desperately wants to find a companion, and desperately needs someone to say to him: "Don't be afraid, we're fine."

Violet could fill that role, but she doesn't want to lie.

Impossible to be okay.

Next, they will be sold to a strange city, which may be a nobleman's castle, or a desert inn, or sold to a landowner in the countryside.Most of these coolies will be sold to the countryside, and the violets will be sold to the nobles.

What about him?What about the blue-eyed kid?

Violet looked at him and thought: His fate is probably the same as mine.His eyes are so beautiful, there must be slave owners who like him.He would get tattooed with child molestation and sold for a good price.

Thinking of this, Violet couldn't bear it anymore, and she asked the child, "What's your name?"

The boy replied in a common language with a little western accent: "Arihes."

The caravan was shaking, and Violet held on to the side of the car, and carefully crawled over to sit beside him. "Erihes, where are you from?"

"Mullihak Road, ma'am." Although he didn't have a hat, he took off his hat.

Violet asked him, "Where is that?"

"It's the junction of the Northern Territory and the Western Regions, ma'am, I'm from there." He couldn't stop talking as soon as he started, "Our family started doing business there in my grandfather's generation. I also followed my Dad runs a business, we sell gold and silver products and spices from the Western Regions. Gold and silver products, gold, silver! Those things are very expensive, the earrings worn by the noble lady, the lady's necklace, the lord's big ring, the dancer's anklet... Maybe one of those shiny things you see is mine for sale. Everything is expensive, and a sale would have made a lot of money—yes, I mean would have made it, which is to say it wouldn't. Because After the war, all countries increased their taxes. We had to pay taxes three times when we went there, and three times when we came back. In this way, there will be nothing left in our hands at the end..."

Violet listened to his eloquence, and thought to herself: This is the suffering brought about by war.If there had been no war, I would not have been displaced and sold here.

Violet asked him, "How did you become a slave?"

Ariheth said: "Because our family wants to evade taxes." At this point, he was finally silent for a while, "When we went to Eagle Head City, we paid three taxes, which means we have to pay three taxes when we return. .My father settled the accounts. After the six taxes came down, we won’t lose or make money on this trip. But for businessmen, if they don’t make money, they will lose. It took us several months to go to the business, but in the end we didn’t get a penny. Isn't this compensation?"

"So you..."

"We didn't even think about it at first!" he shouted. "Everyone knows that smuggling, tax evasion, and tax evasion are illegal. If you are caught, you will be beaten, beheaded, or turned into slaves. But we didn't There is a solution, because the way back is not three taxes, but five taxes!" He stretched out five slender fingers, his hands trembling, "Five taxes, five taxes! Ma'am, do you understand what I mean? ? We only paid three taxes when we went, and two more taxes when we came back. After paying five taxes, we won’t lose money or make money, and we will lose money!”

There was a curse from the slave owner in front, and the slave owner reprimanded Arihes to be quiet.Arihesi also said that he was exhausted. He sat down limply and cried and said: "If we don't evade taxes, we will die at a loss. If we lose money until next year, we will have no money to buy goods. If we don't have money to buy goods, we will go bankrupt. Everyone in our village Relying on my father to deliver things, there are many servants in the family relying on our family for food. If my family is gone, we will definitely not be the only ones who starve to death. So my father can only evade taxes. "

Violet asked him: "So you were arrested?"

"Ma'am, you are really smart." Ariheth smiled wryly, "If I don't get caught, can I come here to be your companion?"

Violet said nothing.She sat with her knees hugged, her eyes looking at the yellow sand outside.She thought to herself: I didn't expect to come here either, except sand is sand.

The scenery was dull, and Violet was tired and hungry and just wanted to sleep.She closed her eyes and took a nap.Not long after, Arihesi's voice came from next to his ear.

"Ma'am, is this not your first time as a slave?"

Violet opened one eye and looked at him, and said, "No."

"Then can you tell me about it?"

"say what?"

"The life of a slave."

Violet turned to stare at him and said, "Haven't you seen it?"

"Ah, I..." His expression stiffened, "That's it? Hmm... Are all slaves like that?"

Violet didn't know what kind of "that" he said, but Violet could guess that it was definitely not a good thing.

Violet said to him: "It's all the same, only worse, not better. Children, don't have illusions."

"Oh..." He fell silent.

The rest of the way, the noisy boy didn't speak any more.The slave caravan was peaceful again.

Violet also started to be alone in a daze.She looked at the sky and thought to herself, it would be great if Lord Gerritta was willing to teach me witchcraft.Then I can be a witch and go live in the forest.

"Ok?"

A strange cloud floated in the distance, which caught her attention.

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sand two

It didn't look like an ordinary cloud, but it didn't look like a thunderstorm cloud either. Violet had heard Mrs. Islet talk about the weather, but she never mentioned such a cloud.The cloud was thick and thick, like a giant yellow curtain, and like a big wave in the bay.But it is hundreds of times higher than ordinary waves, like a load-bearing wall connecting the sky and the earth.

Violet had never seen this thing before, but it looked dangerous.Violet thought for a while, and couldn't help asking in her heart: Could this be a sandstorm?

She hadn't seen a sandstorm either, she had only heard it from Mammy once.It is said that it is the scariest thing in the desert. The sandstorm in the desert is like the flood in the Gulf and the snowstorm in the north.It was the anger of the Lord of Seven Colors, and everything that passed by it was destroyed.

It is huge and fast, even the fastest camel is said to be unable to run it.Often it is far away in the sky one second, and it is right in front of you in the next second.When it envelops you, all your five senses will disappear.At that time, you can only pray - pray for a good pregnancy in your next life.

Cloud was behind them, still far away, and no one noticed it.But Violet knew how terrible the sandstorm was, so she climbed to the front of the caravan and shouted to the slave owner, "My lord, look behind!"

The slave owner said without looking back, "Shut up, you stupid slave."

"But there's..."

"Don't I have eyes?" The slave owner yelled at her, "The wind doesn't blow our way, we go west, and the sandstorm goes north, it will get farther and farther away, and it has nothing to do with us."

"Oh." Violet made fun of it.

In the evening, they rested at an ancient ruins.This is the site of an ancient country in the Western Regions.

This desolate land gave birth to more than one country. Judging from the legends of folk songs, there used to be more than a hundred countries in the Western Regions. The big ones dominated one side, with castles and high walls; the small ones were not as good as villages, with only a few hundred households. people.

Huangsha will not pity the weak. Small countries come quickly and disappear even faster.Countless civilizations have thus disappeared in history.

The slaves were driven off and lined up to relieve themselves.Yet many people are so dehydrated that they have no excess body fluid to expel.The slave master gave them some water to drink and a few pieces of dry food.Everyone didn't fight for it, and took their share according to what the master gave.But when it was Ariheth's turn, the blue-eyed boy said, "It's too hard, I can't eat it."

So instead of dry food tonight, he ate whips.

Violet was used to things like slaves being beaten. At first she felt uncomfortable when she heard the screams, and would cry secretly.But if you look at it too much, it's just like that-it's almost like killing a pig.

If she was a noble lady, she would be willing to show mercy, but like these slaves, she was also a lamb to be slaughtered.How could she have the heart to sympathize with others?

Slave masters and mercenaries were lighting fires and cooking.Of course they eat better than these slaves.The smell of rice wafted down the wind, and the slaves of Gou salivated.Violet was already numb from hunger, but when she smelled this fragrance, her stomach became excited.Then she started to have stomach cramps, hunger and pain were intertwined, making her face look hideous.At this time, she suddenly understood those women who sold their bodies for a piece of bread. Really, people don't care about anything when they are hungry.

But she won't sell herself, and selling herself will only make her sell more and more cheaply. In the end, a soul is not worth even a piece of candy.

In order to stay away from this smell, she walked to the leeward place.Now is the free time, the slaves can walk around and enjoy the breeze.Slave owners thought that blowing the air could take away the diseases on their bodies, so that they could save money for doctors.They can go wherever they want, and the slave owner is not afraid of them running away, because the slaves are weak and they can't run far.In this empty desert, they have nowhere to hide.

The ruins of the ruins are inserted in the sand, some with a sharp point, and some with half of the wall.Day after day of sandstorms buried most of the ancient buildings, only those taller buildings can be exposed, and the rest are hidden under the yellow sand.

Violet walked barefoot on the sand, which was her only enjoyment in these days - the yellow sand at night was not so hot, it was cold under the warmth.The sand here is fine and slippery, and when it gets stuck between her toes, she feels encased and full.

She sat on the sand, picked up the sand, and let it flow through her fingers.The ancient ruins were all around her, and when the setting sun shone, a huge shadow was cast down.

As soon as Violet looked up, she saw a huge face looking at her.

"Ah!" She screamed in fright and jumped aside.After gathering his mind, he realized that the face was a sculpture.