Mysterious country

On this day, there was one more faith, one more hero, and one more festival called "Victory Day" in the camp.

The survivors began to leave the camp and return to the city.

Under Xia Qi's strong refusal, Tong Lao and others had no choice but to say goodbye to Xia Qi in tears, and then returned with the senior officials.

Before that, Mr. Tong gave a large bag of letters written by many children and students to Xia Qi.

He told Xia Qi that these letters were not activities organized by them, but spontaneous ones from the children who wanted to thank their heroes in their own way.

The day after Tong Lao and others left, Leng Yue, who had been unconscious for many days, finally regained consciousness.

Leng Yue's coma was not only due to severe mental overdraft, but also due to her own protection.

Because sleep is the best way to restore energy, Leng Yue fell asleep for so long, and after he woke up, nearly half of his mental problems were recovered.

"Everyone in the camp has left. This is a letter written to you by the children in the camp.

Take a look. "

Xia Xia Qi dumped a large bag of letters directly on Leng Yue's bed.

"Not interested in."

Leng Yue shook her head, not even willing to open any letter.

"Are you sure you don't want to read it? Then I'll lose it."

"Don't look at it." Leng Yue still shook her head.

But Xia Qi felt a little soft-hearted, and then sighed and said:

"Forget it, if you don't want to look at it, don't look at it. I'll take a look."

After speaking, he casually opened a letter, with a few lines of crooked words written on it.

“To Uncle Hero.

My name is Zhang Tian, ​​I am 12 years old this year. My former hero was my father because he was very strong and worked hard for me and my mother every day.

But he is no longer there, but he is still my hero, but I have one more hero, and that is you.

Because you saved us, just like in the comics, which I thought was super cool.

It's a pity that I broke my leg, so I can't go to see you, but I believe that I will be fine, because I want to be a person like you and protect my mother from being hurt again.

I will work hard, and you should work hard too. "

Xia Qi deliberately read this letter to Leng Yue while reading it, but he couldn't read it at the end.

Although the kid named Zhang Tian didn't say anything and his writing was not neat, it was indeed a bit heartbreaking.

Because for a child, which one of the first heroes is not his or her parents?

"Don't you, the primary school student, practice handwriting now? The writing is so messy that you can't even understand it."

After Xia Qi finished speaking, he threw the letter in his hand aside.

Leng Yue glanced at him at this time, and then said deliberately:

"Children can't lie."

"Because all the children who lie are eaten by wolves? There are too many children who lie."

Xia Qi didn't take it seriously after hearing this.

"As you wish."

Leng Yue shook her head, unwilling to say anything more to Xia Qi, so she closed her eyes and continued to rest.

After Leng Yue fell asleep, Xia Qi Ze read all the letters furtively and then packed them neatly.

Then, he teleported away, and when he found Mr. Tong, he handed him the bag of letters. He didn't say anything, only said that if there was a chance, he would come and pick up the letters one day.

But he didn't give the other party a deadline.

Death Trial Field, an area controlled by the Western camp.

An old white man with silver hair was sitting on a chair, carving attentively with a carving knife.

His movements were very skillful, and soon, a piece of wood became lifelike in his hands.

It was a woman in her prime, wearing a long skirt, her hair spread like wavy boards on her shoulders, and a gentle smile on her face.

The old man caressed the wooden carving in his hand with his fingers, and a smile appeared on his face. At this moment, the door of the wooden house was suddenly knocked, and then a woman's voice came in from outside the door:

"Boss Gibel, can I come in?"

"sure."

As the old man agreed, the door of the room was pushed open a little, and then Lian Na walked in.

"What do you want from me?"

The old man looked at Lian Na with a slight smile on his face.

"I reported to you, but there is still no trace of Xia Yan. He should still be alive."

Lian Na's eyes fell on the wooden carving in the old man's hand, and then asked again:

"Your carving skills have been greatly improved compared to before. Have you been practicing carving after disappearing for so long?"

"Yes, but no matter how good the carving is, the wood is still just wood, it is dead."

The old man sighed and stared at the wooden sculpture with eyes full of reminiscence.

Lian Na had never seen the woman carving the wood carving, but she knew that the woman was Gibel's wife.

But he has died a long time ago. It is said that while Guiber was performing a mission, his wife was killed by a ghost.

Of course, it wasn't just her wife. The small village where they lived was bloodbathed by ghosts, leaving no one alive.

Lina did not mention Gibel's sad past, but asked again:

"If we can't find Xia Yan, should we search for other people from the Eastern camp in reality.

I know there is a reality where Zhang Fengyu and others often appear. "

"Don't worry about dealing with them. The seal on the heads of ghosts and gods will be unlocked sooner or later. I don't believe they won't take action at that time."

"What do you mean? Should we stand still? Wait for them to fall into a trap?"

"You don't have to listen to me. The Western camp has long ceased to exist. You have the right to pursue what you desire.

I won't interfere with you. "

Gibel shook his head and said suggestively.

"But you've come out of retirement now, haven't you?

Plus, those other guys, it would be hard to stick together without you.

If we do not unite, we will easily be targeted by the Eastern camp alone.

Those people are very united, after all, they are God's lackeys. "

"They are just having a fluke. But it doesn't matter, I will completely eliminate their luck."

Gibel smiled, with a bit of cruelty on his face. Lina nodded when she saw this, thinking in her heart that this was the Gibel she was familiar with.

“Before, when I had nothing to do, I wandered around everywhere.

As long as you follow the location I gave you, open up various nearby realities, and then block them, you should be able to find some clues about the heads of ghosts and gods.

The ghost head is just a bait, I think all the gods will flock to it. "

"You mean the sons of gods are also looking for the heads of ghosts and gods?" Lian Na was a little surprised after hearing this.

"Of course, so wait and see, even if we don't go to them, they will come to our door."

"Understood."

Lian Na nodded, and then left respectfully.

After Lian Na left, Gibel continued to stare blankly at the wood carving in his hand. After a while, his originally gentle expression turned ferocious:

"Kafni, I will make that guy pay the price no matter what! Whether he is still alive or not."