The Origin of Arcane

Wynde coughed, and explained with embarrassment: The reasons for this are a bit complicated, but one thing is certain, we are not dead, nor have we been to the world of the dead. We just went outside the swamp and are back now.

You mean, the two of you ran away from home? Pooh's eyes widened.

The embarrassment on Wynder's face became more intense, and his voice couldn't help but lowered a lot, You can understand it that way, but we just want to go out and see the outside world, and learn more knowledge to help the tribe.

God of water, you actually abandoned your people and ran away from home. Do you know how worried your family is about you? Wycliffe, do you know that your mother cried blindly because of you, Wynd , do you know how sad the patriarch has been all these years? You still have the face to come back.

Pooh, who was full of blood, didn't even care that Wynde was his young patriarch, picked up his spear, and his face was convulsed. Fortunately, he didn't completely lose his mind. Before that, he knew to turn the spear upside down.

My mother is blind from crying? Is she all right now? Where is my father?

How is my mother? Is she all right?

Wynde and Wycliffe asked anxiously, not daring to dodge because they felt ashamed.

When the two and a half children ran away from home, it was purely due to the enthusiasm of young people, and they didn't think so much at all.

It has been several years since the enthusiasm calmed down, and when they dreamed back at midnight, all they thought about was their family members.

This concern increases with age.

But the longer the time, the less they dared to mention the word home, because they didn't know how to face their family members.

If it weren't for the sudden news they got this time, it is uncertain how long they would have to wander outside before they could pluck up the courage to go home.

You still have the guts to ask, since you care so much, why did you go? Come back soon! I beat you for your parents, you two bastards, you might as well die outside cleanly.

The more Pooh spoke, the more angry he became, and he couldn't help but increase his energy. The two battle-tested men who had been beaten had to squat on the ground with their heads in their hands, and didn't say a word, and waited until the other party had vented their anger.

After all, Pooh attacked them because of kinship feelings, not hatred. After venting for a while, he slowly stopped, and said angrily: Get up and talk, you still have a little conscience, I didn't wait until your Uncle Pooh is seven or eighty Come back in time, at that time, even if you want to beat you, you don't have the strength, don't worry, except for Wycliffe's mother, who has some eye problems, everyone else is still alive, get up, it is good news that you are not dead, that is you Uncle Pooh, if you can do it, your family probably won't be willing to smoke you.

Uncle Pooh is also doing it for our own good. After all, we were the ones who made mistakes first. Wynde licked his face and said, after so many years of hanging around outside, the skill of Erpilian must be mastered.

What's more, the love is deep and the hatred is deep. If the other party has no feelings for them, I won't bother to talk to them, regardless of whether they are alive or dead all these years.

After this pumping, although the flesh hurts, the heart feels better.

It's good for you to know, you all come here, let's get to know each other, these two are our clansmen, they just ran around disobediently, and the little Wyndr and Wycliffe who were swallowed by the mud, this time they saw living people. Pooh said to the team of young people he led.

When these young people came to say hello, they had strange expressions on their faces. There were some who wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, and some looked like they were looking at rare animals, and there were even a few younger ones. It seems to have a bit of worship.

hell.

His own people had used them as negative teaching materials to educate the next generation, and the village didn't know what kind of situation was waiting for them.

Uncle Pooh, why did you come here to patrol? If I remember correctly, there are several villages away from our town. Wynde asked, turning a blind eye to this gaze.

Pooh glanced at him sideways, and said with lingering anger: You have been away from home for too long, and great changes have taken place in the clan. This place was annexed by us five years ago, and it belongs to our territory. Since last year, the weather has become very and abnormal. The fishing grounds in the north have dried up. Our fishing grounds have begun to move to this side. The current situation is a bit chaotic. Fortunately, it is me you met. It would be bad if people who don’t know you lead the team.”

Wynder just wanted to say that we are not weak girls, we have encountered more chaotic situations along the way, and the reason why we were caught without a fight is because you are our clansman.

But looking at the angry face of the other party, he swallowed the words when he reached his mouth, and said yes again and again with a smile, why didn't he find that Uncle Pooh's temper was so violent before, could it be because of his age?

What's the current situation in the clan? Wyander asked sideways.

It's not very optimistic. There is little rain and the sun is poisonous. Many fishing grounds that have water all the year round are exposed. Under this situation, even if the rains increase again, it will take several years for the fishing grounds to recover. Fortunately, we still have the mother river. Although the water level has dropped a lot, the output has not decreased much, and the low water level has the advantages of low water level. You don’t have to worry about turning over the leaves, you can go in and out to fish freely. If it continues, it’s really hard to say.”

Pooh couldn't hide the sadness on his face. He glanced at the young people walking around and said in a low voice, Be honest with me, didn't you two really go to the world of the dead and come back again?

Wyander and Wycliffe looked at each other, and said in unison: Uncle Pooh, it's really not, the world of the dead is just a legend, and for so many years, none of the things about the resurrection of the dead is not a lie, not to mention that in the legend, the death The spirit has no temperature, feel it, we are all living beings.

Okay, okay, don't be so loud. Pooh said meaningfully, It didn't happen before, but it doesn't mean it doesn't exist now. What happened in our family in the past few years is far more than you imagined. Too surprised.

Is there anything else we haven't seen? Wyander and Wycliffe didn't say anything, but they didn't care about it. After all, no matter what they said, they were people who walked out of the Swamp of Despair and saw the world with their eyes open. There are definitely more things than these people trapped in the Swamp of Despair.

After having an acquaintance lead the way, it was obviously much faster. During the chat, they returned to the town very quickly.

When they saw the appearance of their own town, Wyander and Wycliffe stood outside the gate, speechless for a long time.

Pooh didn't bluff them. They had been away from home for too long. Great changes have taken place here, to the extent that their entire town has been relocated. If they were not lucky enough to meet Pooh, they wanted to find their own My dear ones, I'm afraid it will take a lot of trouble.

What's the matter with this castle? Could it be that our clan built it in the past few years? Wynd couldn't help asking.

In front of them was a magnificent castle, no, to be more precise, it was half a castle.

However, this half of the castle is not divided into two from the middle, but from top to bottom. What they see now is only the upper half, and the other part is hidden under the water.

Even so, the exposed upper part alone is larger than most of the castles Wynde saw in the Asia Minor plain.

Just based on the situation he showed, Wynder knew that the second half of his questions were for nothing.

This is obviously not the handwriting of the crocodile people.

Not to mention whether the crocodile tribe has such a great ability, just saying that there are so many huge stones to build the castle, there is nowhere to be found.

Unlike the Byrons who like to build stone houses, there are few boulders in the Swamp of Despair. The crocodile people usually use mud mixed with water plants to build houses. Those who have the conditions are just logging to build wooden houses, and they use boulders to build castles. That is really unheard of .

Five years ago, the Nu River diverted its course and took most of the water from the Green Algae Lake away, revealing Lausande Castle. This is not a gift from the water god, but a legacy left by our ancestors. Winnie wasn't the one who answered Wynder. , but another middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man had a loud voice, and his steps were a bit like a dragon's and a tiger's. He walked over quickly, as if he wanted to hug Wynder, but he stopped him.

On the contrary, Wynde couldn't help but gave the other party a bear hug, tears poured out uncontrollably, and he kept apologizing: I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

The middle-aged man stiffened for a moment, then patted Wynder's shoulder unnaturally, and comforted him: It's good to be back! It's good to be back! It's good to be back!

It's good that three come back, and it contains countless emotions of middle-aged men.

The strong-tempered middle-aged man may have been angry before.

But under the impact of time, the anger subsided, and what was left was only longing and the last sliver of luck.

As long as his son is still alive, it is better than anything else.

This middle-aged man was Wynd's father, Weber Sarof, the ruler of Losander.

Compared with the restraint of the two men, the blind mother of Wycliffe on the other side has been crying with her son who thought she was dead. This is the cry of joy that was lost and found.

After reuniting after a long absence, naturally there are endless things to talk about, but Huayende did not forget the reason that prompted them to rush back, and whispered to his father: Father, we need to talk alone, we brought back a relationship that is related to the entire Swamp of Despair. The news of the life and death of the crocodile tribe.

Weber stared at his son for a few seconds, nodded and said, Come with me.

Winend made a sign to Wycliffe, and strode away after his father.

Weber directly led Wyander to the top of the castle. The father pointed to the bottom and said to his son, Look down from here, what do you see?

Wynde leaned forward and looked at the whole town, even the Nu River of Despair, which the crocodile people respectfully called the mother river, was faintly visible.

However, compared to the floods in my memory, the current Desperate Nu River is more in line with my mother's image, calm and vast, with countless boats, large and small, fishing and hunting on it.

Several answers flashed through Wynder's mind, and finally settled on one word, and replied: Home.

That's right, it's home. No matter what dissatisfaction you have with this place, this is the home where you were born and raised. I hope you have learned enough lessons, and you should consider this before making a decision. Weber expressed cryptically Out of dissatisfaction with his son running away from home this time.

I didn't understand it before, but now I understand it. Wynde nodded solemnly, We came back for this, I don't know if my father still remembers that our family code said that the Swamp of Despair was not what it is now , but a fertile plain, a land of fish and rice, because of natural disasters and man-made disasters, it became what it is now.

Of course I remember, I was the one who read the family code to you back then. Weber seemed to have remembered something, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, revealing a smile, which softened his rigid face a lot.

This record is true, and now history is repeating itself, but the situation is completely reversed, and the Swamp of Despair will turn into the Jiangnan Plain again. Wynde looked at his father very seriously and said, For this reason, we ran there in person I have seen a big river that flows again, it is a river that is wider than the mother river, two years ago, there was only a small river that was only tens of meters wide...

I know.

You know? Wyander looked at his father in astonishment, this answer was completely beyond his expectation.

On the way back, he discussed with Wycliffe repeatedly. The most difficult thing was how to convince his father that everything he said was true. Jacob Jiang, it's hard to believe this.

Because someone told me the same thing three days ago, and told me that they did everything. Weber's face became extremely deep, and it was difficult for people to figure out what he was thinking at the moment, Originally I doubt what they said, but now that my son has traveled all the way back to tell me about it, it's almost the same!

Who told you about this? He said they did it? Now it was Wynder's turn to be full of doubts. He thought that what he brought back was the first-hand news that shocked the entire clan. Why? All of a sudden it's second-hand.

An Andean, he came here on behalf of the leader of the Eternal Night Army. Weber replied, He told me that it was the leader of the Eternal Night Army who dug up the above-ground lake in the upper reaches of the mother river and let the lake go north. The largest source of the river has been cut off, and it won't be long before the Swamp of Despair will turn back into the Jiangnan Plain during the ancient Andes Empire.

The Andis? The leader of the Evernight Army? Could it be that the legend is true? Wynde said with a face full of surprise.

Have you heard of them? Weber was not as calm as he appeared.

Just like what Wynder said just now, this is a major matter related to the life and death of the entire crocodile tribe, so he can't help but be careless.

Hearing this matter for the first time, especially when he heard it from a complete stranger, he was completely in a state of high doubt. These days, he was racking his brains on how to verify what the other party said.

There are many methods, but none of them can achieve immediate results, and all of them will take a lot of time.

Unexpectedly, his son, who had been in an accident a long time ago, not only returned safely, but now it seems that he also brought back key information, which made him feel particularly excited. He doesn't trust outsiders, how can he not trust his own son?

Blood is thicker than water, even if they haven't seen each other for ten years, this connection will never stop.