Chapter 82 The Third Item: Copper Coin Dream Catcher
Shen Li felt that the seal in his body had loosened a bit recently.
Just like now, he was standing under the eaves of the dilapidated temple looking at the sky, and suddenly a strange memory came to his mind.
At the same time, someone stood by the windowsill of the laboratory, opened the blinds, and looked at the moon hanging high in the sky.
It was a little boy, desperately trying to survive in the eternal night.
The boy walked through the overgrown wilderness with a torch in hand.
There was no moon or stars in the sky.
The boy was so skinny from hunger that his cheeks were sunken.
He was wearing a dirty vest and a pair of completely ill-fitting trousers, barefoot and searching around with his eyes wide open.
The light of a torch is limited and cannot illuminate places very far away.
The boy was almost fainting from hunger, and he wanted to live.
Please, he just wanted to find something to fill his stomach.
He is still young and doesn't need to eat a lot.
Only a very small portion of food is needed to survive today.
The boy's searching gaze became more urgent.
His arm holding the torch high was as thin as a bamboo pole.
“Found it!”
In the grass not far away, there is a bunch of bright red berries.
The boy was overjoyed. He ran over to pick the berries and stuffed them into his mouth, not noticing that he was now stuck in the mud.
The boy realized his predicament only when the swamp reached above his waist.
But he did not struggle and continued stuffing berries into his mouth by handfuls.
The torch was thrown aside and was about to burn out.
He knew he would die here.
How could a child like him survive in such a harsh environment?
That's enough.
He is very tired.
I don't want to struggle anymore.
At least before dying, being able to eat sweet and sour berries and not having to go on an empty stomach is something to be thankful for.
The boy cried while he ate.
The torch suddenly went out.
The boy was plunged into darkness.
At this moment, he was like an actor who was about to take his final bow. When the curtain fell completely and the world returned to darkness, he no longer had to endure and could cry out loud.
until……
That ray of moonlight illuminated the entire continent.
The boy looked up at the sky in disbelief.
I saw a full moon rising above the dark sky.
The boy was too shocked.
He couldn't find any words to describe the emotion at this moment.
He was so surprised that he stopped eating.
Those bright red berries could no longer attract his attention.
"I want to... survive."
"I want to be able to see the magnificent view hanging high in the sky every day."
The boy looked at the moon and for the first time he felt a strong desire to survive.
He began to grab branches and struggled to climb out of the mud...
He traveled westward from the swampy area where he lived.
I climbed over several snow-capped mountains just to follow the moon.
"It was Lord Shen Li who placed the moon high in the sky. He is the savior sent by God."
In just three years, the name Chen Li spread throughout the Eternal Night Continent.
"It was Lord Shen Li who gave us this moon."
"No more worries about the bonfire going out, no more worries about the fire disappearing, we have light!"
The boy was still in rags.
He looked a little older.
He looked up at the sky countless times, and like everyone else on this vast continent, he regarded the moon as a faith.
The scene changed.
The boy finally walked up to Shen Li.
That was the first time he met Shen Li.
At that time, Chen Li used talismans to exchange for survival resources and became blind again.
The boy took him out for a walk.
He walked very slowly. His legs were shaking with excitement at his first close contact with "faith" itself.
"Are you new here?"
Shen Li asked him.
“Yes… yes!”
The boy suddenly answered loudly.
Ye Minglang has been busy distributing supplies recently. When Shen Li was blind, he led his people to open up wasteland and expand the town on this continent.
With towns and sufficient resources, they had the capital to trade with the local indigenous people.
Chen Li didn't talk much originally.
After asking the question, there was no further follow-up.
The boy watched him quietly.
"What's wrong with your eyes?"
He wanted very much to help.
"My eyes are fine. I will just be blind for a while. I should be able to see again in the spring."
The boy calculated the time silently in his mind.
It is late autumn now, and there are still several months before spring.
It must be very inconvenient if you can't see it.
He took a walk with his heavy hat on, not daring to walk fast.
The fallen leaves rustled underfoot.
Although Chen Li's face remained calm from beginning to end, the boy felt that he should be a little sad for some reason.
So he said something casually to distract him.
"We are walking in a deciduous forest now. Can you touch these tree trunks? This is called honeysuckle, a very cold-resistant tree."
"I was born in the Eastern Continent. It's warmer there than here. There are trees like this everywhere, and it doesn't snow all year round, at least not in spring and summer."
Following the boy's guidance, Shen Li touched the tree.
The trunk is straight and the bark is rough. If you get close, you can smell a comfortable woody scent.
"It smells like pine and cypress." Chen Li grabbed a piece of fallen bark and sniffed it carefully.
"Pine and cypress? What is it?"
The boy was curious about everything.
"Pine and cypress are the trees in the world I used to live in. There is one behind the library."
Chen Li saw that tree in a book.
According to the description in the book, he used talismans to exchange for such a tree.
"Library? What's that?"
The boy felt that he couldn't understand a lot of what Shen Li said.
These words sound new and novel.
Shen Li explained it to the boy patiently.
"You mean, in your previous world, there was a sun? What did the sun look like? What did the day look like?"
Before Shen Li came, all he knew about this continent of eternal night was darkness.
The endless snow, the bonfire that went out in a flash, and the fire that sustained everyone's life.
He had heard countless similar tragedies from his grandmother:
Countless tribes gradually disappeared because of the loss of fire.
For our tribe, fire is more important than life.
Without fire, there is no light, and everyone will eventually die in the cold wave.
"Such a tragedy will happen to us one day."
"Before the great cold wave came, the tribe's fire was extinguished, and everyone was sent out to contact other tribes and look for new fire, but none of those who left came back."
"Even my grandma froze to death in the end. I held her hand, and it felt like I was holding a piece of ice. If there was something like the sun at that time, it would have been very warm when it shone on my body."
"The moonlight is already beautiful, but what about the sunlight? Isn't it warm and beautiful?"
The boy thought of the past in the tribe and couldn't help feeling sad.
Shen Li, who was standing beside him, seemed to sense his extremely low mood and said, "The sun is very warm and the sunset is very beautiful."
The eighteenth level of hell was once filled with eternal daylight.
On the day Chen Li led his people out of the eighteenth level of hell, all the suns fell.
"Do you want to watch the sunset? I can share my memories with you. Give me your hand."
Shen Li spread out his hands.
The boy placed his hand on it carefully.
Shen Li held the boy's hand and closed his eyes.
Share the memories in your mind with this stranger.
The boy opened his eyes wide and looked up at the scorching sky above his head.
It was bright everywhere and everything could be seen clearly.
The sun hanging high in the sky is a ball of light that cannot be looked directly at.
He squinted his eyes and confronted the light.
The stardust above my head shifts, and the suns set one after another.
That was the first time he watched the sunset.
At that moment, all the dazzling lights became soft.
The afterglow of the setting sun turned into a gentle and brilliant light, piercing straight through his chest.
The boy once again experienced the same emotions he had felt when he was trapped in the swamp all those years ago.
His blood was boiling and his chest was surging with indescribable emotions.
The scene shocked him so much that tears welled up in his eyes again.
The boy suddenly squatted on the ground and burst into tears.
While crying, she said, "It would be great if my grandma could see this with her own eyes."
So beautiful.
The sun is beautiful, the sunset is beautiful, and the moon is beautiful.
How nice it would be if there was also this warm sun in the sky during those days when we lost the fire.
This way he wouldn't have to watch the people in the tribe die one by one.
He was the only one who survived.
When he was on the verge of death, people from another tribe found him and used their fire to revive him.
He didn't stay.
He preserved the brand new fire, stubbornly left this strange tribe, and survived alone in the snow.
He had lost all his loved ones and had long lost the courage to live.
If it weren't for the moon rising that night, he would have turned into a pile of bones long ago.
Shen Li said nothing. When he heard the boy crying miserably, he just touched his head.
"Everything will be fine."
In the laboratory, the man in a white coat touched the empty monster box, looked at the zombie-like Shen Li on the screen, and said the same thing:
"Everything will be fine."
In the woods of my memory, the boy’s crying did not subside for a long time.
Shen Li stayed with him until his crying subsided.
The boy gathered himself together and walked back with his hat on.
After venting, the stone pressing on my heart seemed to loosen a little.
"Thank you for today."
The boy said.
"You're welcome. Come to think of it, I should thank you for taking me out for a walk."
Although Shen Li couldn't see, he felt that the boy should be a few years younger than him.
"May I have your name?"
he asked the boy.
He was able to survive alone in the eternal night, so he must have some skills.
Letting such a person guard the gate and taking him for a walk every day without doing anything seems to be a waste of his talent.
Chen Li felt that with this person's character, if he was trained more, he should be able to help take on the important responsibility.
The boy was a little flattered when asked his name.
"My name is ..."
"Shen Li!"
Not far away, Ye Minglang, who had just returned, came over and wrapped the scarf he brought around Chen Li's neck.
"It's so cold, why don't you wear more clothes?"
The boy looked at the two people walking away side by side and whispered:
"Tai Xiao."
"My name is Tai Xiao."
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