Regarding Alan's situation, the Prophet's reaction has clearly stated his concerns, and he is still in prison. What he has to do now is to be honest with each other, and maybe he can help.

On this point, Alan knows better than anyone else.

"Although my mother is human and my father is a snake, I am completely ignorant of their whereabouts. I don't know where my father is, and my impression is that she just appears. Once or twice, and then it's gone."

"Since it's your mother, haven't you seen it?"

Alan sighed and shook his head, "This is also the strangest thing about me. I still don't know what my mother looks like. I have asked many people, but they either kept silent about my mother's death, or told different versions. .

I was clear at first, and I was not even interested in my mother's death, but now, I feel a little weird. My mother is a normal person, why did he die, and why are everyone lying to me?

If there is nothing hidden in it, they can tell me the matter clearly and plainly, but the lies they gave me have already shown me the most hypocritical side of my heart..."

"You don't trust them?"

"It's not that I don't believe it, but I can't believe it. I think they are wrong. They are lying to me. Why are they lying to me? There must be something hidden in it, so I have to go back and find the secret!"

"But if you are from the village, how can they let you go..."

Back to the original starting point.

Alan once again told the Prophet the story of his betrayal by the village.

"Actually, if I wasn't lucky at the time, I'm afraid I would have died, but I didn't expect that I would survive. Now I have to go back to the village, find my original secret, and I want to take revenge..."

Speaking of this, Alan could not wait to grit his teeth, clenched his fists tightly, trembling all over, the hostility was burning in his eyes, and the anger and hatred emanating from his heart were enough to cheer people up.

Seeing Alan's appearance, the Prophet just sighed softly, stood up and walked tremblingly on a row of bookshelves deep in the room with a walking stick. His fingers walked slowly among the books, and suddenly stopped. Before a box.

After hesitating for a moment, he pulled it out.

I took it to the table and opened the box. What appeared in front of me was a book. It was obviously not opened for a long time. The cover was covered with dusty gray cover. There was no self on it, but the yellowish book had already wrapped the book. The year and month of the book are engraved in the silent text.

Snapped.

The Prophet lightly patted the dust on it, and the thick dust immediately dispersed in the room. There were still no words on the pages covered by the dust. The Prophet carefully turned over one side and slowly searched.

"This book is really old," the prophet's hoarse voice echoed in the room, his eyes were still on the pages of the book, and the movements of his hands moved mechanically with the sound left over from turning the pages of the book.

"This is……"

"This is our annals," said the Prophet. "Although people in the village live in this place, everyone will go out to find a new place if they have nothing to do. If I remember correctly, it is indeed recorded in this book. , It takes about a day and a night to walk from here, over the mountains, through a canyon, and climb over a mountain, you can see a human village, but I don’t know if this village is the place you are looking for.”

** Inseparable from ten.

How could there be other villages in such a place?

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