Chapter 112 Lu Mingze’s Wonderful Journey (IV)

"Rock God! Rock God!"

"Rock God!"

With a loud roar, the people living in Guiliji were looking at the white-robed figures at the forefront of the army. They were their gods, and they were the gods who brought them peace.

The rock god Morax sealed the demon god's filth to the smallest and led the soldiers back to their homes.

Lu Mingze in the crowd looked at the other party carefully. He was so dazzling, like a beam of light piercing through the darkness, bringing different colors to the whole world.

"Child, Lord Iwon wants to see you."

The head of the guard found Lu Mingze in the soil. He was reclaiming farmland and planting wheat. It is said that this plant was discovered by the God of Dust.

During this period, the guards were no longer alert to this child. Although he had powerful power, he was just an ordinary child, an extremely well-behaved and sensible child, so sensible that it makes people pitifully.

"Uncle Zhang, wait a while, I still have a piece of land that has not been reclaimed."

"Don't make it clear. I told you that someone will do this. Just stay and cultivate yourself.

It’s a big deal to see Lord Rock God, so hurry up and clean up and go back with me.”

The leader of the guard found the tools Lu Mingze placed on Qianmo and put them all away.

"How can this work? I can't eat for nothing. I have done these jobs in the village, and I'll finish this piece of land."

"Go for a walk."

The head of the guard stepped on the soft soil and pulled the half-aged child out of the soil and weeds.

"There are some people who come to do these things later. It is important to summon Lord Rock God. He must have an important oracle to convey to you."

As soon as he turned around, the guard leader stood there in a daze. He saw the existence he admired, and the other two existences of the same person.

"Master Marksius."

Lu Mingze looked at the man standing in a giant bear excitedly. He didn't expect to see this chef who was the best in Guiliji outside the city.

He ran over and wanted to hug Him, but he seemed to think that his body was covered with dirt, so he stopped moving forward. At this time, he also saw two figures next to the giant bear.

"Lord Rock God, Lord Dust God, Lord Kitchen God."

The guard leader gave a sacred and solemn ceremony. This was the three gods who blessed Guiliji's existence and the existence that guided them from ignorance to civilization.

"It was because I was not doing anything well and I didn't take this child back as soon as possible."

"Your mission was done well, but we just happened to be fine. We wanted to come out for a walk and have a good look at Guiliji now."

The only goddess among the three gods said with a smile.

"As sure as Marksius said, the city is very lively now, and I can already have a foreseeable sense that it will be even more lively and prosperous in the future."

"Under the leadership of all the gods, we can definitely do it." The guard leader is so firm, this is their faith passed down from generation to generation.

"You go back first, we want to have a good chat with this kid."

Lu Mingze looked at this woman carefully. This was a god he never dared to think about, and their village never dared to imagine such a big man.

She was not like Lord Marksius, the Kitchen God gave him the feeling that he was extremely close, and even after meeting him a few times, he regarded him as someone who could tell him.

She gives people the feeling that it is so sacred that it makes people feel that it is blasphemy at first glance.

"Boy, don't be so careful, I won't eat you in the end." Marksius patted the little boy's head.

"Master Marksius, you are not tall when you are so stupid." Lu Mingze curled his lips and looked at Renli's giant bear with a grievance.

"You are still so loved by the people, Markseus, I really envy you."

"You envy me for not having to do so much work, right?"

Marksius exposes the hint in Guizhong's words in one sentence, and he is the only one among the three gods.

"Child, Morax has something to ask you, you can answer or choose not to answer. This is your own right, no one will force you."

She stretched out her hand, but was avoided the moment she landed on Lu Mingze's head. Lu Mingze did not want to have close contact with her, but instead took a slight step back.

"I don't know, I don't know what powerful power you mentioned in my body. I only know that all my relatives died that day, all of them died in that village."

Lu Mingze shook his head wildly. He knew what these people wanted to ask. There were also many rumors on Guiliji, but he really didn't know.

If he knew that he had such a powerful force, it would not lead to a tragedy in the village, and he could live happily with his sister and the others until he grows old.

"I told you that he has already closed his heart cowardly. He has buried all the past. You can never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep."

With his solemn eyes, Morax is not the future God of contract, nor the god who protects civilization, but the god who kills enemies, and the god of war who controls powerful power.

"The world is sinking, some people are rising and resisting, and some people are sinking with each other.

There is no doubt that he didn't even want to take up his weapons to resist, and he let himself sink with the world."

"Morax, he's just a child." Gui Zhong looked at the figure in white robe with a little blame.

"What I'm talking about is the fact. If he had recognized himself, he should have used his own strength to protect the village, rather than the demise of the entire village awakening his cowardly heart."

What else Gui Zhong wanted to say, a roar came from the child in front of him, "No, I'm not cowardly!"

"You are cowardly, because you don't even have the heart to resist. With such powerful strength, it shows your own cowardice.

Just like the villages in your hometown are scattered on the earth, the tragedy like you has been repeated countless times in the world, and you are so cowardly that you can only hide behind the high walls and spend the life of your gods in the way of a mortal.

If you are not cowardly, you should use your strong power to protect these villages and those you who have not yet had a tragedy."

"No, I don't have any, I don't have any powerful power!" Lu Mingze shook his head like a rattle. The martial god of Guiliji has been awakening his miserable memories, which is a scar that he never wants to recall.

"Maybe you should need to look at what you did."

Gui Zhong's intention was pointing to something, and he looked at the indifferent man, and under the indifference was the grief of the sufferings of the people.

Morax understood what she thought. He broke off a rock from the ground, and a light yellow light flashed, and He burned the horror scene he had seen into the rock.

Lu Mingze subconsciously took over the stone that carries the memory of the gods. At that moment, he seemed to have traveled through the long years and saw himself at the other end of time.

He had the golden eyes like Morax, majestic, mysterious, and tyrannical, and the murderer who wanted to slaughter the destruction of the village with a pitchfork.

When he looked at someone, the enemy could not move, so he could only watch the fork that tidyed up the horse grass and pierced his chest.

He was so powerful, so violent, and so arrogant that he said, "When he saw the gods, why not worship them?"

Then he spread his dark wings covered with scales. At that moment, he was like a demon god who devoured the world, and all living beings crawled at his feet.

With a light slap of his wings, the murderers who slaughtered the village separated their flesh and blood and turned into dust in the world. At this last moment, they could not even wail, because death arrived before the sound.

"This is not me!" Lu Mingze on Tian Kan threw away the stone in horror. It was not him, and that terrifying figure was not him.

"Maybe, you should experience another life."

A light flashed in Gui Zhong's eyes. The child seemed to really not know that he had such powerful power.

"I think it's good now." Marksius did not agree with her idea. He believed that the child should have the right to choose.

"Life is very good now. Since he does not recognize his previous identity, let him live here as his current identity. Gui Liji is not short of his strength."

"Life has the right to choose, and I respect your choice." Gui Zhong looked at this frightened child, and he was really like those ordinary people.

"I remember your name is Lu Mingze, right?" the little boy nodded gently.

He received no answer, and the woman stopped talking after asking the question, and she seemed to have found her own answer.

"Life well and don't do things that hurt others. This is my only wish for you." Markseus touched his head, his eyes full of care.

After ten years, the entire Guiliji is still as prosperous as before, and Lu Mingze has been completely integrated into this huge tribe.

He also saw those legendary refugees who lost their homes in these natural disasters and man-made disasters because of the war of demons, the raging monsters, and the repeated heaven and earth.

He once brought food out of the city to provide relief, and some people were extremely grateful and some were scrambling for it. In his opinion, the food that was within his reach was a life-saving straw in the eyes of these people, and it was the only thing that could last their lives.

These were things he never thought about. Even in the village era, even if there were two forces that squeezed them, they lived a stable life and never had to worry about survival.

He remembered the woman who fed him porridge. He said he was lucky, and he didn't feel it vaguely until this moment.

He also learned cooking skills from Marksius, learned how to distinguish herbs, jade, and food from him, and wanted to live a stable life here in the future.

He succeeded. The experience of these ten years told him that he was already a veritable Guiliji person, a Li people, and a Li people blessed by the Three Gods.

He completely buried the disaster ten years ago in the deepest part of his heart. He only recalled his sister and the others when it was late at night, and he burst into tears at that time.

Ten years also made him understand why Morax fought everywhere and why he was tired of his cowardly self.

Not all gods are as kind as Morax. Some gods like to devour creatures and will take the initiative to find food; some gods don’t care about humans at all, but don’t know how much disaster their every move will bring; some gods love the world and like to treat these intelligent creatures as performing puppets, manipulating them to satisfy their desires.

And Morax, who gave mankind the greatest freedom, signed an eternal contract with the mortals, led the soldiers full of courage to guard this land carrying their light.

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Fifty years have passed, and the people in this tribe have changed one after another. Even the woman in linen whom Lu Mingze is most familiar with has reached the end of her life.

"I hope you will be happy forever after you return."

Holding this woman's hand, he could feel the traces of time. Lu Mingze put his forehead on her hand, his forehead that had no changes in years.

No one responded to him. The woman who brought him out of the darkness had completely left. The one who knelt beside the woman was her children. The playmate who had been with him back then was now so old that she was beyond recognizable.

"Sad."
To be continued...