Free Wild 13

The Lingyan tribe's apology came just in time. When the Guhuo Bird was about to cause trouble for them, the elder brought them to the ancient tree to apologize.

He was very sincere and brought a lot of herbs that could heal abrasions.

Ning Ren naturally didn't need to meet these people, nor did he need to deal with them.

He got up early and stood on a small tree not far from the ancient tree to practice flying.

The purple and white ball had a solemn and serious expression. He tried hard to recall how he had teleported away yesterday, but he had no memory of it at all.

The silver light that was displayed alone in a moment of urgency seemed to come from instinct.

The little blue fish under the ancient tree tilted its head to look over here, blowing bubbles to cheer its benefactor up.

Ning Ren stretched out his wings and jumped down. His round body struggled in the air, up and down, and finally fell into the large straw net formed under the tree.

He climbed up the net again with great effort and practiced again.

The Lingyan tribe and the elders who came with them saw the young bird's clumsy but hard-working appearance.

The elder who led them sighed in his heart.

As the wings flapped, the mental power that was unintentionally released was several times stronger than Brother Lingyan's. No wonder he could beat Brother Lingyan into this state.

It would be great if the child's comprehension ability could be improved a little more.

-

Ning Ren was practicing flying hard.

Winter goes and spring comes, and another year has passed.

Xi clan.

They live on the eastern cliffs, bathed in the early morning sunlight. The short-lived tribesmen rise early and begin their work diligently.

There was only a young man with a stern face, black hair and black eyes lying on a hammock woven from vines on the cliff. A light purple vine was wrapped around his wrist, and in his hand was a piece of nail with simple patterns engraved on it.

"Wen Guang! Second brother! Why are you still lying here?" Wen Ye, the young master of the Xi clan, flew over. "If father finds out, he'll punish you for not practicing martial arts properly for the next Purple Star Competition."

Wen Guang stared at the nail, "That's still two years away. Brother, tell Dad. I'm not in a hurry, so why should he be? We look the same anyway, so you can go in my place when the time comes."

"How can this be possible?"

Although he and his younger brother are twins, he was born before midnight and his younger brother was born after midnight. Strictly speaking, there is only one younger brother among the children born after the purple star appeared.

Wen Ye was puzzled: "You were very enthusiastic during your first Purple Star Martial Arts Competition. How come after you won first place, you found it boring?"

Wen Guang was the young boy who won first place in the Purple Star Martial Arts Competition a year ago. Now, another year has passed and he has grown into a teenager of fifteen or sixteen.

In another year, he will get married and have children, and then in the next five to eight years, he will gradually enter middle age and old age.

Wen Guang: "It's boring."

He said calmly, "Look, even if I took first place last time, what good would it do? The other tribes must be thinking, 'How long can the Xi people live?' They're flattering on the surface, but in reality, they only value the second and third longest-lived people. I think if we don't solve the problem of our tribe's lifespan..."

Wen Ye sat down next to his brother, legs swinging leisurely. "But at the same age, we are much stronger than other tribes. How to solve the innate defects? The Xi tribe has been passed down to this day, isn't it good?"

Wen Guang: "Brother, you can't just look at the present."

Wen Ye pulled him up, "Yes, yes, then you should go practice martial arts quickly. The big hunt is coming soon. You have to win first place and find a good girl. What's so good about these beast bones of the Sky Wolf Clan?"

Wen Guang touched the cane on his wrist: "You can take the first one, I won't look for the girl."

Wen Ye had a headache: "Okay, okay, okay, whatever you want."

Wen Guang was pushed and flew down, but he put the animal bone in his hand into his arms like a treasure.

Each tribe has its own unique skills, which are strictly forbidden to be passed on to outsiders. He accidentally picked up a piece of animal bone that recorded the method of using spiritual power of another tribe. It was a great opportunity.

-

Along the river banks, there are ethnic groups that have the ability to survive on their own, as well as weaker ethnic groups that depend on tribes for survival.

Northern Hammer of the River Tribe.

The news that a little-known clan in the Ersai tribe had a person who ranked tenth in the Purple Star Competition had spread a year ago.

This weak, small, and uncompetitive ethnic group, which did not even have a racial name, quickly gained the attention of the tribe.

The big hunt is approaching, and all kinds of sophisticated weapons are delivered to a stone house.

A white-haired boy with a cold look was wiping his weapon. He was wearing black animal skin, with colorful stone animal teeth on his neck and bone rings on his ears. He looked handsome and wild.

Behind him was a long tail covered with blood scabs, as if it had experienced countless collisions, and its original color could no longer be seen.

The same was true of the exposed skin, which was covered with various bruises.

"Don't worry, Father and Mother. I will do my best in the Great Hunt."

Tears welled up in my mother's eyes. "I'd rather you didn't stand out like this... This past year, the elders of the tribe forced you to hit your tail just to make it stronger. Look at what a perfectly good tail has become."

Father: "Your injuries haven't healed yet, and I'm letting you go on the hunt. Otherwise, otherwise——"

"Shh-"

Fan Ze held his mother's hand and whispered, "Father and Mother, there are some things you can't say."

He raised his head, his eyes calm.

"This isn't just a matter for our family, it's a matter for the entire clan. I must seize this opportunity and earn enough resources for the clan."

The ethnic group must become strong first before we can talk about leaving the tribe.

-

The big hunt is getting closer.

Ning Ren became more and more lazy and listless.

The rainy season came after the big hunt, and as was his wont, he would get sick every time the rainy season came.

Night Heron thought that his cub's listlessness was a sign of illness, so he never let him go out again. At the same time, he skillfully went to the owl witch doctor to stock up on some medicinal herbs.

Long experience makes a good doctor. She has taken care of Ning Ren for four years and is very familiar with cooking medicine. She can even tell whether the medicine is cooked well just by smelling it.

Ning Ren drank the medicine his mother cooked and curled up again.

He was not feeling hot or uncomfortable, but his head was swollen, and whether he opened his eyes or closed them, strange images would appear in his mind.

The night heron patted the cub's head.

"Go to sleep. We won't go on this big hunt. Get some rest."

"No! I want to go."

Ye Lu: "If you can get better that day, we will go, otherwise there is no way."

“Wow—”

"There's no point in pretending to cry."

He turned his head and bit his clothes, ready to throw a tantrum.

"Don't tear the house apart. If you tear it, sew it yourself. It doesn't matter. Mom doesn't mind if you go out and embarrass yourself in torn clothes."

“…”

Ning Ren opened his mouth, hummed in anger for a while, and fell asleep with Ye Lu by his side. It must be because of the medicine he took, he slept more soundly this time.

Today is the day he first arrived four years ago, and it is only a few hours since he broke out of his shell four years ago.

When the Guhuo Bird saw that he was asleep, it also yawned and fell asleep.

Time moves forward every second.

The system nervously counted down the debuff.

10, 9, 8, 7…3, 2, 1——

The moment the countdown ended, the Angry Idiot debuff on the information board disappeared. At the same time, Ning Ren, who was sleeping soundly in the wooden bowl, opened his eyes silently.

His innocent and simple temperament gradually changed.

The debuff disappeared, and all the blurred memories of the two lives were restored. Scenes of extremely clear memories flashed by quickly, and Ning Ren felt a dull pain in his head.

The young bird covered its head with its wings and buried it in its chest, not raising its head for a long time.

The system that was watching closely was anxious: "Azi? Azi?"

At the same time, it frantically poked the mall assistant and asked what was going on.

The store assistant said helplessly: "It's normal after the debuff disappears. There will always be some time to cool down."

The system felt relieved.

The mall assistant was afraid of being complained about again, so he stayed in the sea of ​​consciousness like the system, waiting for Ning Ren's consciousness to awaken.

It was not until twenty minutes later that they heard a confused young boy's voice coming from their sea of ​​consciousness.

"all?"

His mental state improved from that of a three-year-old to normal, and the voice in his sea of ​​consciousness that communicated with the system was restored.

The system burst into tears of joy: "A-zi, you're back! Wuuuuuu! In the past four years, you haven't remembered anything before, and I didn't dare to talk to you. Now you're back, wuuuuuuu, I'm so lonely..."

Ning Ren rubbed his sore head.

After his memory and consciousness returned, the colorful mother-son life with the Guhuo Bird in the past few years became a new piece of the puzzle, pieced together in his memory.

The young bird sleeping in the wooden bowl quietly moved out and looked at the Guhuo bird sleeping beside it.

It would have been more comfortable to sleep in the big bird's nest outside, but she was worried that he would suddenly fall ill in the middle of the night, so she stayed with him on the third floor of the tree house, feeling aggrieved.

The crazy little bird that he held on his head in the City of Chaos turned out to be his mother this time.

The memories of his three lives were a mess in his mind.

Ye Lu was still sleeping soundly. Ning Ren sighed, gently pulled the quilt over her, and with a flash of silver light on his body, he disappeared into the ancient tree.

Outside the ancient tree.

The little blue fish that was wagging its tail boredly in the pond suddenly opened its eyes, and then slowly widened them.

Suddenly, under the moonlight, a slender young man of about eighteen or nineteen appeared. He had waist-length white hair, and a few strands of hair and the edges of his hair were tinged with purple.

He was wearing a misty purple gown that looked like a veil, shimmering silver-green in the moonlight.

Bare feet and calves are faintly visible through the light clothes.

The cold and desolate moonlight poured down, and the purple stars in the sky suddenly lit up. The man glanced down from the side, and his long white eyelashes blocked his dark pupils.

The little blue fish was completely dumbfounded, and its mouth grew into an O shape.

With just a quick glance, before Yu An could react, the young man disappeared, as unreal as a hazy dream.

The live broadcast room has gone completely crazy:

[Oh my god, oh my god, how come the baby transformed in the blink of an eye!]

[I declare this the most amazing of Ah Zai's three bodies! It's absolutely amazing!]

[It has some bird-like flamboyance, but the overall ethereal feeling is so ethereal!]

[So, Zizi has recovered his memory, right?]

[That's for sure. The setting in the ancient times is different from the fully evolved form ten thousand years later. It's based on how old the mind is. If there's no disguise, then after the transformation, it will appear to be that age. Ah Zai must have recovered his memory.]

[Ah, that simple and happy life of raising a cub is coming to an end again, huh...]

[No, how can I explain to my mother, the Guhuo Bird, that my cub has suddenly become like this?]

[The cub must have known, right? This is the child that the Guhuo Bird has been searching for for ten thousand years.]

[…Why did you stab me so unexpectedly?]

-

Along the river bank.

Rough waves crashed against the shore.

The young man, who looked like an immortal, held his chin with his hand and squatted on a big rock, drawing circles.

It was windy and cold here, so he took special care of himself and covered himself with a mental barrier to protect himself from the wind.

Just as what was said in the live broadcast room, he was coming against the flow of time.

When he was a child, he thought the silly bird that was always noisy, swearing foolishly above his head, and whose soul was so damaged was the mother he had been looking for for thousands of years.

Ning Ren already knows the nature of this world.

He came to save the world, and the world was willing to be his whetstone.

He was destined to die, like a traveler traveling through time, unsure of when he would return. All the ties of family and friendship, to him, were like sand slipping through his fingers; the more he tried to hold on, the faster they slipped away.

System: "Azi, what are you thinking about?"

Ning Ren whispered, "I don't want to make... make my mother sad."

This was the first time he called "Mom" after all his memories were restored. However, after being taken care of by Ye Lu for four years, the attachment and trust contained in his body and memory had become almost instinctive, and he called out "Mom" naturally.

The system was speechless, and it took a long time before it said a few words of comfort.

The rolling river rushed to an unknown place. Ning Ren clicked on the live broadcast room mall, looking for what he wanted. After a long time, he stood up from the stone and walked aimlessly along the river bank for a long time.

When he arrived in Lanhuadis, he knew the direction of history and what he wanted to do.

But when he came to this ancient period and recovered his memory, he felt confused.

Compared to tens of thousands of years ago, this place is really strange and primitive. From the memory of just four years, there is not even any written language here, only simple carvings. The use of mental power is even simpler and cruder, and mental power is only regarded as a good thing to increase strength.

Apart from that, farming, medicine and the military were extremely crude, not to mention the basics.

In such a situation, even a slightly larger disaster would be difficult to deal with, let alone the crack in the sky that is not even in the right place.

According to historical records, the crack in the sky first appeared in ancient times.

Today, the weather on both sides of the river is good, and the various ethnic groups are developing slowly. There is no sign of a crack in the sky, which means that the crack in the sky has not appeared yet.

However, since he appeared here, there is a high possibility that a crack in the sky will appear within twenty years.

He had many things on his mind and the system did not disturb him.

Ah Zai is becoming more and more independent. Mr. Lord God is right. Its main function is to accompany and assist.

Ning Ren walked a long way while looking at the debuff on his information panel.

After all, his health was not very good and his physical strength was limited. He stopped when he felt tired.

"amnesia……"

He muttered to himself, then chuckled softly.

At first, he didn't quite understand what the two debuffs meant, but now he understood. It turned out that the moment his memory was restored was the beginning of his forgetfulness.

Every day after that, when I woke up, I started to forget.

A flash of enlightenment came into Ning Ren's mind.

He looked up at the purple imperial star shining brightly in the sky.

In ancient times, there was no such thing as a "teacher". If one was destined to forget, then all the knowledge he had learned should be left behind and remembered in another way.