Cold water, already warm in the stomach, is mixed with fish to make fuel for people to move on. The fire went out, and a bonfire burning on hay couldn''t last long, and cheese had to be cooked when eating those fish. But now is not the time to pick and choose. When there is something to eat and water to drink, the spirits have treated him well. The mage has good reasons to believe that he has not offended them too much. Otherwise, let alone catch fish by fire, he may starve to death here. Of course, it is also possible that the influence of the spirits on the world is not so subtle and uncertain.


    Anyway, he survived, and for a while and a half he shouldn''t touch death again. There is nothing to complain about. The priority now is not to look back, but to think about the next step. The breeze, with the heat from the grass, clearly set out with the wind mixed with cool, but now it is completely not felt. The grassland in midsummer is hotter than the place near the ice field like Cang lion.


    Cheese opened his lapel, let the wind blow into his chest, used to the cold biting cold, such a warm flow let people''s mood naturally calm down. Tribe, he is not going to go back, no him, although ordinary people do not know what happened last night, but the shamans must know that the giant is not alai''er. If even the spirits expressed their dissatisfaction with him, it was easy for the mage to think about the feelings of the mortals who served them. That will make it difficult for the white wolf. Now he is not a popular guest. Those who will bring problems should leave with interest.


    Is it worth it? Although there was an absolute difference between the giant last night and the real cheese, the mage himself knew that he would never give up the grey robe if he could. To be honest, the moment the spirit of the eagle grabbed the grey robe, he had already regretted it. In fact, this is unreasonable. He does not care about the tower of Xigu city; he regards the room in the gray tower as a prison, and the worldly things can''t bind the grey robe at all. If he wants to leave, there is nothing he can keep except force and friendship. Why should such a free and easy person, who is not attached to things, insist on this robe?


    "You''re my prison, aren''t you?" Cheese whispered to his grey robe. But although he used prison to describe the dress, the mage''s eyes were extremely soft. The soft depth was attachment. He was fascinated by the robe. Grey robe, of course, will not have the ability to bewitch people, which is contrary to its original intention. So this attachment is cheese''s own.


    What is he clinging to? If you can make it clear, you won''t really stick to it. People often find it hard to see what they really want, and give up everything for what they want. Such a person, can not get on the contrary is a kind of relief, because he always has an idea to think about, to pursue, before getting will not be aware of the pain. What they fear most is that they really get it. Then they look back at the past and find that they have lost more than they have gained, leaving behind him nothing but devastation. If you want to get something but you can''t, it''s bitter; if you want to get something, you may not be able to get it.


    However, it is not important for cheese companies to know whether they are suffering or not. What he cares more about than why he clings to the grey robe is that his robe is dirty. This is also inevitable. Although there is magic on the grey robe, it can remove dust and remove dirt, but the magic needs energy. If the person wearing the grey robe is an ordinary person, the effect of this magical robe will not be more than 11, it is just a durable dress. Not to mention the fact that this robe has been away from cheese all night, even if its energy has not been exhausted, it will not be given priority to cleaning things.


    It''s also easy to clean the robe. If it''s normal, just pour a little magic into cheese, or put the robe on the body, it will naturally remove the stains attached to it. But now, cheese dare not do so, he just experienced the magic hole, who knows what the magic in his body is at this time? What if this magic happens to be the last? Isn''t that dead? It''s ridiculous?


    Fortunately, there was a river in front of the master. Since he could fish in the river, he could also wash his clothes in the river. Thinking of this, cheese stood up. His boots, which he had taken off when catching the fish, had not been put back. So he went into the river with his bare feet and spread out his grey robe to let the current slowly soak it. It''s strange to say that it doesn''t look so dirty, but the water that has washed the grey robe is indeed turbid to the naked eye, leaving a long trail in the river before it is diluted and dissipated again. Feeling the flow of water between hands and feet, the mage''s eyes gradually solidified.


    "Turbulent, clear, my sleeves." Singing, with the grassland unique broad spirit, but that singer''s voice, a little bit hoarse. Cheese looked up and wanted to find the singer, but where else was bigger than Ladybug? At this time, the mage had no magic power, no magic vision. His vision was incomparably real, but it was a little strange.


    "Ocean shallow stream, wash my skirt." The sound came from the direction of grilled fish before cheese making. The mage narrowed his eyes and pretended not to care. While washing clothes, he approached carefully. Knee high grass can still hide a lot of things, including dangerous things. However, in this world, the size of the body can tell a lot. At least there is nothing in the knowledge of cheese, which can speak and sing, and can hide in the grass to ambush oneself. In view of this, it is better to lean on carefully than not to do it at all. It is not his style to sit and wait for death, and his natural curiosity alone can''t stand it."Trickle down, carry my hat. Cap ups and downs, travel with the waves. " One of the mage''s two feet has stepped on the shore. He pretended to drag his clothes and turned his back to the sound. In fact, his attention had been focused on a place in the grass where the singing came from. Now he can just run over and solve the mystery, but there is a risk that the grey robe will be washed away. He has to be more patient.


    "I can''t get it again! I don''t know where it is. I don''t know why... " Song, broken. Because cheese had already pulled the robe to the shore, and then ran over and cleared the grass. The song hidden in the grass reveals its true features. A skull is the one that the mage mistook for Dionysian before. It stands quietly on the ground, where is the sound?


    The skeleton sings. This kind of thing sounds strange, but there are always some similar stories in various places, but most of them are nothing more than that the wind makes a roar or a similar sound through the hole in the skull, which is said to be singing, which is mostly caused by the distortion of the listener''s own heart. So, what Cheese just heard is also the song he imagined in his mind? But if so, why has he never heard this song? Not only have I never heard of it, but the melody is unheard of. What''s more, what he just heard was human voice, and his words were very clear!


    Reach out and grab the skeleton. The mage raised the empty eyes to the level of his own eyes, "I can''t see that you are still a singer. I don''t know if this song has a name. I can pass it on, or I''ll have to call it skeleton song. "


    There is no magic light and no strange wind. The jaw of the skeleton naturally opens downward due to gravity, and then it gently knocks on the upper jaw because of inertia. "Skeleton song, skeleton song, skeleton can still sing, but what can I do if it has skin and flesh?"


    "Come on Skull''s jaw. It''s gone. It''s no wonder that the skeleton has been in the grass for a long time. Even the toughest bones on human body can''t resist the erosion of time.


    Cheese blinked and looked at the skull with no jaw. Did it just talk again? Or is that and the previous songs just my own imagination? I don''t know. I can''t tell. I just feel that the top is heavy and the feet are light. I just feel that the sky is spinning. A loose hand, the skeleton fell into the grass. The foot slipped and the whole man fell into the grass.


    Ah, I forgot to make sure the fish were poisoned. That''s right. I''m not careful.


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