"But no orc would believe these things. Everyone just treats this as a story."
Cao Ya couldn't help laughing as he recalled something, "Actually, I think the old beastman didn't believe it either. He just told it as a story, because it was the beastman's father who told him this, and it seems the beastman's father also heard it from the beastman's father's father."
I don’t know when this story started, but it became more and more complete and real towards the end. Although it was real, no orc chose to believe it.
In their understanding, the place they live in is already big enough. Now telling them that there is another world in the world they live in is simply beyond their cognition, so they choose to block it.
"What happened next? Did the old orc say anything else?" A dark light flashed in Song Jinqiao's eyes, and a curious expression appeared on his face.
Cao Ya shook his head: "I felt bored later, so I stopped listening. What's wrong? Are you interested?"
Song Jinqiao nodded without hesitation, and suddenly said seriously, "To be honest, I also heard this story from an old orc in our tribe. I thought it was very interesting and often asked him to tell me stories. However, the old orc was probably old, so he didn't remember some of the stories very completely. Later, the old orc died, and I didn't hear any more stories from him."
After she finished speaking, her eyes dimmed, as if she had mentioned something that made her sad, and she felt completely powerless.
Cao Ya didn't expect that this matter would have such a great impact on her. Seeing her heartbroken look, the whole beast was at a loss.
"You... don't be sad. I... if you want, I can take you to see the old orc to listen to his stories. Don't cry anymore." He stammered.
Song Jinqiao secretly wiped away a tear and responded with a choked voice.
In order to prevent the little female from being more sad, Cao Ya took Song Jinqiao to the old orc's tree hole in the afternoon.
The old orc is now at the end of his life. He never found a partner when he was young and spent his life in a daze. In his old age, all kinds of illnesses appeared in his body. He lay at home for a long time and there was no orc around to talk to.
So when Cao Ya came over, he was very happy, and he was even happier when he heard that he came to listen to his stories.
He leaned against the wall, looking into the distance.
"A long, long time ago... a long, long time ago, I don't know how long ago, our ancestors came here from far away..."
Abandoning their former homes, wading through scorching heat and crossing glaciers, the long journey left them hungry and cold, but they finally settled down in this beautiful and fertile place.
"We leave something mysterious here, along with our freedom."
Cao Ya had already fallen asleep while listening to what was going on. Song Jinqiao couldn't help but ask softly, "What are those mysterious things?"
The old orc narrowed his eyes, glanced at Caoya who was sleeping soundly over there, and lowered his voice, whispering: "We don't know, only Sinaitoyo knows."
The lowered voice sounded somewhat mysterious, as if there was a magical power attracting Song Jinqiao.
"What is Sinai Tokiyo?"
"I don't know. No orc knows what it is."
As he spoke, the old orc couldn't help but hum.
"The scorching sun burns my heart, the loess buries my heart"
Crossing the cold river, looking for myself
Black things are born and die
Difficulties and obstacles, safe and sound
A touch of mystery disturbs the world
Everything will start again at the end..."
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