"Why don't you ask Yasen and Sophia about these things?" Zhu Qin asked curiously.
Song Jinqiao sighed and said, "The two of them may have lost their memories because of the death of the orc. They were so shocked that they lost their memories. That's why I thought of asking you."
After the two little guys recovered from their illnesses, Song Jinqiao and Bai Di followed them to the place where the orc lived.
The house was far away from the houses in the city, and there were no orcs living around it. It was as remote as Thatcher's house. When they arrived at the house, Zhu Qin and Ye Xin pushed the door open without hesitation.
No orcs had been to the house for a long time. The wooden door made a creaking sound, and a layer of fallen dust filled the air. When the sunlight shone in, you could even see the dust flying in the air.
Song Jinqiao covered his mouth and nose and waited for the dust to dissipate a little before going back in.
"This is where the orc lives." Looking at these familiar houses, Zhuqin and Ye Xin were silent and also felt sad.
"Do you know what happened before the orc rescued Yasen? What happened?" Song Jinqiao walked around the house and looked at this small house.
The room was not very big. There were several animal skins on the stone bed, some of which were spread out on the bed, and some were rolled up together. Next to the stone bed was a stone table and a stone bench. There was something on the stone table. Song Jinqiao picked it up and looked at it carefully. She vaguely felt that this thing looked like an unfinished drawing, but she couldn't understand where the drawing came from.
Zhu Qin shook her head and said, "We don't know. I only know that we were sleeping at that time, and he woke us up before dawn. He said he wanted to move, but he left without even taking his things. He kept urging us on."
It can be seen that things here are very messy. If it is a normal move, at least there should not be such unfinished drawings on the table.
Ye Xin suddenly said, "He is looking for something."
Song Jinqiao frowned and looked at him: "You know?"
Compared to Zhu Qin, Ye Xin has always been very quiet and has been sitting there quietly most of the time, but his pair of vermilion eyes seemed to be always looking at something.
"I once woke up in the middle of the night and overheard him say that. He was lying on this table, mumbling to himself, saying something about Sinaiticus."
Song Jinqiao's pupils shrank slightly.
Sinaito?!
The Sinai Toyo mentioned by the old shaman grandfather of the Rachel tribe?
"Did you hear anything else?" Song Jinqiao asked.
Ye Xin shook his head and said, "I don't know. He found out I woke up before I finished listening."
Sinaiticus...
What exactly is the Sinai Torah?
It was lunch time again, and Song Jinqiao couldn't find anything, so he had to go home and think about it slowly.
She made a good meal at noon, and in the afternoon, Dafen pulled her aside and said she wanted to go shopping. Song Jinqiao couldn't persuade her, so she went with her, and one of Dafen's friends also went with them.
Her partner is a beast-shaped scorpion with a standard African face, but he is very handsome. Maybe it is because of the environment, the beastmen here all have African faces and dark skin.
"Qiao Qiao is so pretty, why does she cover her face?" Dafen asked puzzledly.
If she had a face like this, she would want to hang out all day.
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