Nomenclature of Night

Suddenly, the young man turned his head and looked at the big willow tree in front of him. He saw that another willow branch picked a milky white fruit from the crown and handed it to him.

Qing Chen watched silently, the terrifying big willow tree even lifted its branches and leaves, and pointed to his mouth, as if a palm was doing a "please eat" action.

To be honest, Qing Chen is really a little puzzled. He approached the big willow tree instinctively and thought that the other party would not hurt him, but this act of asking for food really made him a little... flattered?

The horror exists in the eyes of others, but they invite him to eat!

Qing Chen thought for a while, and suddenly laughed: "You really don't have to work so hard to kill me, right?"

After all, he ate the fruit in two or three mouthfuls.

The fruit does not seem to be much different from the apple, but it tastes like an egg.

There is no magical scene that melts in the mouth in the imagination, and there is no special feeling.

Qing Chen glanced at Da Liu Shu with some doubts, but the other party didn't move anymore.

"Thank you," the boy said, turning around and leaving.

But when he just turned around, a strong wind swept across the hinterland of the Forbidden Land. Someone was whispering in the wind, as if they were talking or singing. He couldn't hear exactly what was being said, but Qingchen could Understand what the other party means.

This feeling was a little strange, as if someone had directly conveyed his mind to his heart.

The voice is kind and warm.

Qing Chen suddenly looked back at the depths of the hinterland, thoughtfully: "You mean, someone has come to chase me, I can't beat him?"

Another warm wind surrounded him.

Qing Chen doubted: "I'm still young, and it's normal to not be able to beat him..."

How could this suddenly start to comfort myself.

He thought for a while, and then asked sincerely: "Then what do you think I should do?"

But saw the willow branches lifted up and pointed to the west like a hand.

"You asked me to climb that mountain?" Qing Chen was finally sure at this moment. The person speaking with him is probably the will of a certain ancestor. The other party lays here forever, but cares for the younger generation like an elder.

The boy bowed deeply towards the hinterland: "Thank you."

After speaking, he rushed westward.

Qing Chen once asked Li Shutong, when did he go to climb that mountain? After all, they came to climb the mountain this time.

But Li Shutong took him familiar with the taboo, but always said that the time has not come.

Qing Chen asked why the time hadn't arrived.

Li Shutong replied: Although you have mastered the skills, you are short of an opportunity. Ultimately, climbing that mountain does not rely on skill, but on the courage to settle down without regrets.

At that time, Qingchen said, Teacher, what do you mean by courage to interpret without regrets?

Uncle Li smiled and said nothing.

Now Qing Chen understands, it turns out that he was chased and killed by one person...

…

Not long after Qing Chen left the big willow tree.

Li Shutong walked leisurely under the willow tree with his hands on his back.

Those corpses have been eaten by ants and turned into dry bones, and the blood on the ground has been absorbed by weeds and rhizomes without a trace.

"You give him food directly, and you show him the time and the way to go. This is a bit of cheating," Li Shutong said with emotion: "Fortunately, there are no story books in this world that cleanse the marrow, otherwise, are you? Pick it up and give it to him?"

No one in the woods responded to Li Shutong, he still seemed to be speaking into the air.

Only the branches of the big willow tree were dangling, looking a little triumphant.

Li Shutong sighed: "I didn't get this kind of treatment back then. You talked about fairness and justice every day, but you treated him differently and helped him cheat?"

"But... on my own site, cheating doesn't seem to be a big deal!"

"To be honest, I really didn't expect anyone to use Master's rules that hate Maiba to kill people. It's so unexpected..."

"You can't even comment on whether he is a kind of wisdom... But you have also seen that students who can kill so many enemies with the rules as ordinary people, this is the first time I have met in Taboo No. 002."

Speaking of this, Li Shutong suddenly looked into the distance, and even asked with some pride in his expression: "Everyone, is my ability to accept students better than you?"

"No, right," Li Shutong shook his head: "Why it seems to have hurt myself too? Isn't that saying that I am inferior to him..."

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. I have found the descendant, and you probably never foresee any changes he will bring to the inheritance of the Cavaliers. Anyway, it will be very good."

"Next I'm going to do my own thing."

No one responded to Li Shutong's words.

The entire No. 002 taboo area is the grave of the knights. He is like a tombstone for a younger generation to face an elder, babbling and talking nonsense.

Don't care if the other party can hear it, just be able to let go of the thoughts.

The next moment, the whistling sound of the gust of wind came from the hinterland of the Forbidden Land. Li Shutong listened carefully to the sound of the wind, but his expression changed: "What is it that I won't help him? He didn't let me help!"

When another gust of wind blew, Li Shutong listened to the voice in the wind and said angrily: "What does it mean that there is not even a taboo on his body? When did the taboo become the standard equipment for knights, why have I never heard of it? Me! Stop yelling, it's easy to spoil children from generation to generation!"

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Countdown 52:00:00.

8 o'clock at night.

Qing Chen leaned against a tree trunk and panted slightly. He ran from the afternoon to the present, but still did not see the shadow of the mountain.

Hungry and hungry, he drew out his pocket, only a piece of chocolate that Qin Yiyi secretly stuffed himself when he was parting.

Before he had time to eat, Qing Chen suddenly became alert and got up and continued to run west.

He didn't sit down again until he ran a few kilometers.

He was so hungry and so tired that his body began to show mild symptoms of collapse.

But whenever he wanted to stop to eat something, he could always feel the sense of crisis everywhere behind him.

At this time, the boy tore open the tin foil wrapped with chocolate, and the chocolate inside was almost warmed.

He chewed hard, and in the end even the chocolate syrup melted from the tin foil was licked into his mouth.

It wasn't until after eating chocolate that he finally felt a little solid.

But the food is still not enough.

Obviously, I ate the white fruit from the big willow tree before, but why didn't I feel that it was useless at all.

Qing Chen took out the dagger, scraped a piece of bark directly from the trunk and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing hard.

The bark is hard to eat, some parts are soft, and some parts are hard.

At the next moment, Qing Chen seemed to be aware, and after a secret curse in his heart, he got up and continued to run for his life.

It didn't take long for Cao Wei to appear quietly with his suitcase on his back. He looked at the tin foil on the ground and the bark that was vomited.

The corners of Cao Wei's mouth curled up slightly: I found you.

At night, Cao Wei's eyes are particularly divine, which is the powerful sensory abilities gifted to him by genetic medicine.

There are many kinds of genetic medicine, and each genetic medicine will strengthen the body, but this is only the basis. For example, Liu Dezhu's injection of FDE gene medicament can enhance the strength of the lower limbs, while Cao Wei's is to enhance the senses.

Better vision, hearing, smell and taste.

Therefore, he can frequently find traces of Qing Chen in this vast forbidden place.

Just when he was about to pursue the chase, Cao Wei discovered that a layer of bark had been stripped off the trunk, and someone had carved a very small character on it.

"Hold?"

Cao Wei looked up and looked around, and soon found another piece of tree trunk that had been stripped of the bark, with another small inscription engraved on it: Cao.

He was puzzled: "Cao Grip?"

wrong.

Just when he was about to read the two words upside down, his mouth came to a halt.

Cao Wei sneered. He knew the rules far more than others thought.

For this trip, he once went to the black market and bought two new rules about Taboo No. 002: no murder, no swearing.

A trace of doubt arose in Cao Wei's mind: that young man even tried to kill himself with the rules at this time.

The other party obviously should be exhausted, but can he still get himself under the circumstance of having to gnaw the bark?

Is this really an ordinary person?