There is a sacred grass in the tribe that can improve human physique. It has been passed down through generations and is still in the hands of the leader. The young man wanted this divine grass, but the leader refused.

"It's not worth saving an ordinary woman like that."

The young man started thinking and wanted to compete for the position of the leader.

Can challenge several times in succession, all failed. The leader was ten years older than him, when he was very experienced and strongest. He ruthlessly beat the young man into the mud again and again, and gradually, the people around him also made incomprehensible voices: Why do you fight so hard? How could divine grass be wasted in such a place? It was just an ordinary woman.

One day, the young man suddenly said to the girl who was cooking, "Let's go to Hoshino. I heard that this kind of sacred grass was brought back from Hoshino by the ancestors of the tribe. There are many more there."

The work in the girl's hands paused, then turned back and smiled peacefully: "I will listen to you."

So the young man took his wife and embarked on a journey of thousands of miles to Hoshino.

Not to mention all kinds of difficulties on the road, the two of them accompanied day and night, and they didn't feel too hard. After approaching Hoshino, the young man saw a strange tribe on the periphery.

There are only a hundred people in this tribe, and they live by exchanging supplies with passers-by. They have many magical herbs in their hands. Some passersby wanted to gamble their lives in Xingye, but now they don’t have to go. They happily hunted enough food and exchanged the herbs they needed with the small tribe.

It's a pity that the magic grass that young people want is just gone.

The leader of the small tribe confirmed to him again and again if he really wanted to enter Hoshino, Hoshino is very dangerous...

The young man said yes, for his wife. The girl didn't say a word, snuggled up to the young man, and said that no matter where she went, she would accompany the young man.

Seeing their firm attitude, the leader no longer discouraged them. After letting them stay for one night, he watched the two enter Hoshino the next day.

When the old leader talked about this, Rong Yue had a bit of understanding.

He vaguely knew what happened next.

"I don't have any memory left after entering Hoshino. The only one who remembers it again is me, returning to this small tribe. And she's gone."

"Is she dead or alive? If she is dead, where is the body? If she is alive, is she still waiting for me in Hoshino?"

"I was seriously injured, but after only three days of recuperation, I entered Hoshino again despite the dissuasion..."

"However, no matter how many times, there is no trace of her where the memory can be continued again."

The unknown is a very scary thing. Young people don't know whether to give up or continue. Even if hope is slim, it always exists. As long as he exists, he will not be at ease until he dies.

Young people enter Hoshino again and again. When the injury is healed, go in, and come out alone, dazed.

His most beloved girl still doesn't know where she is. Is she hungry? Are you crying?

Finally one day, the young man discovered that he brought out a large amount of herbal medicines, which made this small tribe flourish, and the legend of Xingye's sacred herbs spread more and more widely... But his body couldn't hold it anymore, he was getting old .

The former leader handed over the burden of the new leader to him, and reluctantly told him that if the girl he was waiting for came back, give the seat to someone else.

The old leader numbly agreed, and from then on, he stayed in this small tribe and continued to wait hopelessly every day. He has seen all kinds of people, who come purely for the value of herbal medicine, who have nowhere to go to gamble their lives, and more who go in for their wives and children...

A boy like the wooden bell, like a young girl, has a congenital disease. His father and mother brought him, afraid of danger, and put him in this tribe, and the couple entered Hoshino.

They never came back, leaving the teenager alone for three years.

The old leader: "I have asked passersby countless times, do you really want to go in? Have you made up your mind? Just like what the former leader told me..."

"It's just," he sighed deeply, "just like he can't convince me, I can't convince you either."

He looked at the bone forest in the fog: "It's like the ancestors here, like me, ended up leaving only such bones. It won't be long before I will become like this..."

Rong Yue clenched her fists tightly.

What if the same thing happened to me?

Although he has extraordinary self-confidence, just as he cannot change the result of the server being shut down, can he fight against the rules of this world by himself?

"Old leader." Rong Yue drew the old leader's attention, and suddenly muttered something in his mouth. As the strange language spread, a golden light gathered at the front of the wooden staff in his hand. The light group shot directly into the bone forest, and the golden light suddenly appeared, dispelling all the surrounding fog!

Under the warm golden light, the bone forest showed a warm color.

The old leader's eyes were about to fall out of his sockets, and his throat was panting. Rong Yue saw that he was about to pass out of fear, so she quickly shared a prayer for him.

"Don't be afraid...I just prove that we are not ordinary people."

Rong Yue was calmer at the moment: "If this Xingye is really a cursed place, then he waits for me, and it is a turning point."

Rong Yue stood tall and tall, the old leader had a dreamy face, and Tian Yang looked at Rong Yue almost obsessively.

"Please tell me everything you know, and we will judge whether it is useful or not." Rong Yue: "Only in this way can we maximize our capabilities."

"If I have a chance to come out with a memory, whether your wife is dead or alive, I will definitely give you an answer."

"In addition, there are people in your tribe who are waiting for others. Please give me their information together so that I can find someone."

Seeing the old leader's tears trapped in the gully of his skin, Rong Yue comforted: "No thanks. Just keep it a secret for me."

The old leader nodded again and again.

...

Before passing through the bushes, Rong Yue looked back at the bone forest again.

If his time travel was not accidental, presumably ordinary messing around is not suitable for him. He believed that there must be something somewhere that prompted him to come here.