"Chirp, woo woo woo woo"

All kinds of birds were startled by the arrival of people, repeating monotonous calls in their mouths, flapping their wings and flying into the distance.

The place, which has always been inaccessible and uninhabited, was revitalized and lively because of the arrival of Lu Xiaoou and Kurapika.

"Everything"

There are hares, pheasants and even other small animals walking through the dense grass to see who is going to break the silence here.

Lu Xiaoou followed Kurapika all the way on the path in the mountains, probably because no one left for a long time, and the path was covered with weeds and thorns.

If it wasn't for Kurapika taking it away, Lu Xiaoou would never have guessed that this is a road if he didn't take a closer look. This place has long been deserted.

Lu Xiaoou's good memory almost made him dizzy with all the turns and turns, and he really answered the sentence, 'the mountain road here has eighteen bends'.

But Kurapika was obviously very familiar with it, and he didn't need to think at all, as if his feet were conscious, he walked directly on the right path.

After turning countless turns, I finally came to a flat grassland. There are no tall trees here, only some low bushes, and weeds and flowers grow everywhere, which is very wild.

But it should be because no one has patronized it for a long time, the grass is no longer what it used to be, knee-deep, the bushes are tangled, and it is already very big.

But Lu Xiaoou took a closer look and could still see some signs of human activities, such as broken branches, which may have hurt the root. After all these years, they are still not as good as other spirits, such as the little one who is often stepped on. The grass is not as dense as others.

And so on, there are many, many signs that humans have lived here, and Lu Xiaoou knows that he is about to reach the settlement.

"I used to come here with my sister to pick wild fruits and flowers." Kurapika whispered.

The voice was low, not trying to express anything, but simply stating the facts, but only in this way, Lu Xiaoou could better understand the indelible scar in Kurapika's heart.

This wound will never heal unless it dies or the Luta of the Vault is revived.

"It's beautiful here." Lu Xiaoou said.

"It's beautiful." I don't know what came to mind, Kurapika still had a smile on his face, probably because the memories were too happy.

At this time, any language is powerless, Lu Xiaoou sighed and stood beside Kurapika silently, without saying a word, just stood by him, hoping that he can slowly get out of the pain, the hatred is too heavy, It's really not easy to memorize.

It took a long time for Kurapika to wake up from his contemplation, and when he saw Lu Xiaoou standing beside him silently, he felt a little warm in his heart for no reason.

"Let's go in." Kurapika didn't say much, he and Lu Xiaoou were already friends, and sometimes there was no need to express it in words.

Walking through a narrow path and turning two corners, I saw a circular arch built on the back of two huge towering ancient trees, with some simple patterns carved on it, which are very similar to the clothes Kurapika usually wears. of.

The arch stands there quietly, passing through the vicissitudes of time, silently telling the changes and progress of history.

But with Lu Xiaoou's eyesight, he could still see brown stains in inconspicuous places, traces of dried blood.

"call"

Lu Xiaoou secretly exhaled, feeling inexplicably heavy, and suddenly understood Kurapika's persistence.

At this time, Kurapika seems to have regained his composure, and he led Lu Xiaoou straight across the arch towards the place he hadn't stepped into for four years, but his eyes were still as red as blood, lining his left ear. The diamond-shaped earrings are a bit more magical.

Lu Xiaoou followed Kurapika into the settlement of the Luta Tribe in the Vault, where there were some houses scattered here and there, with distinctive circular roofs, somewhat Christian in style, but not all the same. Yes, the carved wooden door, small and exquisite, still has a bit of Chinese ancient style, which can be described as the result of a mix and match.

But what caught Lu Xiaoou's attention first was not the style of these buildings, but some big trees that had been destroyed, fragments of wooden houses, and some dark traces that could be seen everywhere.

Some were intact, while some were destroyed. Even if he couldn't see the corpses, Lu Xiaoou could imagine the tragic scene and Kurapika's breakdown.

It’s just a village of more than one hundred people. It’s not that big, but most of it has been destroyed, leaving only a few scattered houses that are still in good condition, but they are still weather-beaten after experiencing wind and rain, like an old man in his twilight years. Same, old age.

"Xiaoou." Kurapika licked his lips before making a dry sound.

"I saw that nine o'clock in the morning tomorrow is the best time. Now we can prepare first. But it's best to go to the shrine." Even if Kurapika didn't say it, Lu Xiaoou knew what he wanted to express .

"Thank you." Kurapika nodded, leading Lu Xiaoou towards the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall is a place where ancestors and beliefs are worshipped, but it has not been destroyed~lightnovelpub.net~ And it is obvious that there is no sign of blood or damage within a radius of 500 meters from the ancestral hall along the way. Everyone should stay away The ancestral hall escaped.

After all, the holiness of faith cannot be defiled.

Although the ancestral hall is considered the most well-preserved building, it has experienced the evolution of time and has not been repaired, so it is also quite dilapidated.

The round spire, with carved wooden doors and totem-painted windows, occasionally has traces of air leakage, and the white walls have also turned into a dirty dark yellow, and it no longer has the sanctity and solemnity of the previous prosperous period.

"Let's repair the ancestral hall first, so that tomorrow we may get twice the result with half the effort." Lu Xiaoou walked around the ancestral hall to get a general understanding of the current situation.

"Okay." Kurapika nodded, there is nothing more important than letting the tribe rest in peace.

After finding something to do, Lu Xiaoou was relieved that Kurapika was not as lifeless as before.

If Kurapika remained in his previous state, Lu Xiaoou would have to worry about whether something bad would happen to him because of this, after all, it would definitely be unsuitable to expose the wound all of a sudden.

If that's the case, it's doing bad things with good intentions. Fortunately, Kurapika is finally a little normal now.

Knowing Lu Xiaoou's purpose of repairing the ancestral hall, Kurapika always strives for perfection when choosing the things to use, in order to achieve the best effect.

Time passed by as Lu Xiaoou and Kurapika were busy, and the sun sank into the horizon, restraining the last lingering heat.

The night began.

The darkness has come, can the light be far behind?