Chapter 138 - Lost Uzak
The lotus lantern at the entrance was lit up, and the office welcomed the three guests of No.90.
An Indian wearing a giant white bird and beast skull mask walked into the office. He had a strong figure and a red pterosaur totem logo on his chest.The Indians wore long braids adorned with feathers of various birds.There is a necklace of animal teeth on the chest, and the teeth are decorated with turquoise and silver beads.
"Huna! The underground god Una! I celebrate this miracle, Una Una!"
When the Indian saw me, he knelt down on one knee and shouted, rubbing his palms together against the tip of his nose.Then he took off the mask of bird and beast skulls, revealing a tough face.She has earthy red skin, thick eyebrows, a small scar on her forehead, and black eyes like those of an East Asian.
"Please sit in the chair, what should I call you?"
"Uzak Mengmeng." He pronounced the word "Mengmeng" very emphatically.
"Mengmeng is your last name?"
"My tribe!"
"Then may I call you Uzak?"
"Una, the underground god! Yes, yes!"
Uzak sat on the wooden chair and moved around, feeling as if he was not very used to sitting.
"Uncomfortable sitting?"
"This is too high."
I thought for a while, picked up the pen and paper, walked to the wooden table, and sat cross-legged on the ground: "You come too, sit on the ground."
Uzak squatted on the ground, feeling much more at ease: "Praise you, Wunana."
"What does Wuna mean? You often say this word."
"Sigh! I mean happy!"
I spread the pen and paper on the wooden chair and talked to Uzak through the wooden chair.
"Why are you looking for me today?"
"I am a lost soul, and I need to find my way home." Uzak clutched his chest with sincere eyes.
"How did you get lost? Where did you get lost?"
"I'm sick, very sick, with blisters that are very itchy and fester if you scratch them. After they rot we get a fever and then we're going to leave that world. A lot of people in my tribe get this The disease was brought over by those Europeans."
"White people? Colonists?"
"Those hypocrites who call themselves God's messengers, bring devil diseases to our continent. They make deals with us and spread diseases to our tribes. Those who call themselves God's messengers, ignorantly talk about changing our civilization .Look at the way they change! Bringing nightmares, destroying justice, and killing! If the God they believe in is so vicious, then they must be a very vicious, vicious tribe."
"How did you get lost?"
"I used to be the strongest warrior in our tribe, but with this disease, I don't even have the strength to fight back.
I quickly collapsed and was sent to a shaman's tent for healing.The shaman formed a formation, sang and danced for me, and practiced magic and dispensed medicine.But I was so sick that the shaman danced for three days and three nights, and finally told me that my body could no longer bear my soul.My soul has to leave and is about to go elsewhere.
The shaman said that she had already chosen a place for me, as long as my soul left my body and followed the fireflies in the woods, I could find a resting place.The shaman specifically told me that no matter what happens, I must follow the firefly and not look back.Once turned back, my soul will be lost between the world of the living and its resting place.
I calmly left my body and walked barefoot into the woods.This is a wood I am very familiar with. There are hares in spring and wild geese flying from the north in autumn.We hunted, picked berries, and lived a life of indifference! "
When Uzak said this, his tone was sad and indignant.
"I was waiting for the fireflies to guide me, when I heard gunshots from the tribe behind me.
At this time, fireflies had risen in front of me, and one after another, light blue dancing elves paved a road leading to the depths of the forest in front of me.Every time I take a step, one of the fireflies behind me goes out.As long as I follow and go down one by one, I can go to the place where the soul belongs to.
However, the gunshots behind me became louder and louder. I heard the cries of the girls in the tribe, and I heard the roars of the men.I closed my eyes and covered my ears, not wanting to hear those voices.I kept repeating what the shaman said, no turning back, no turning back.
Can't go back, can't go back, can't go back. "
When Uzak said this, he held his head in his hands, as if caught in some kind of painful memory.The animal tooth necklaces on his chest collided with each other due to the trembling of his body, making a small grinding sound.
"It's okay, it's all over. Those nightmares are over."
Uzak's eyes were red: "Gods of the underground, those nightmares are not over. I'm turning back."
"You turned back, what happened after that?"
"I heard the gunshots and the shaman screaming through the back of my hands over my ears and into my head. My tribe needs me, and they need a warrior now.
I turned around and ran back to the tribe, picked up a spear from the ground and stabbed him.However, the spear went straight through the bodies of those Europeans without causing any harm to them.I looked back at the long gun on the ground, I hadn't picked it up at all, it was still there.
A few more gunshots came from the shaman's tent. I rushed into the tent and saw the shaman lying on the ground, his abdomen was cut open by a sharp dagger, and his intestines spilled all over the floor.There was a bullet hole in the middle of her chest, which was bleeding.The Europeans left the tent with the bloody dagger and the smoking gun.
I knelt beside the shaman and wept loudly, my dear ones!My spiritual mentor!To die so tragically by the swords of these invaders!I am unwilling!
The shaman looked straight at me, moved his lips a few times, but couldn't make a sound. "
"Do you know what she said?"
Uzak's face was already full of tears at this time, and he wiped his face with rough hands: "She...she said...she said..."
I wait patiently.
"She said, boy, you're lost."
"and after?"
Those Europeans slaughtered my tribe and walked away with their spoils.The homeland and people I loved so much are now devastated.
I returned to the woods in a trance, and the fireflies had disappeared.
I'm lost and I don't know where to go next. "
"Then how did you end up in hell?"
"I wandered alone in the forest for a long time, for a long time, from the lush leaves to the snow in winter, the gray rabbit's fur turned white. I wandered aimlessly in the snow, and then I met A god from the ground. The god gave me this strange bird mask and asked me if I would go with him to the resting place of the soul."
"Does this god have a name? Who is it?"
"Raven Wuhao, the messenger from hell. It gave me this thing, and it will also give me a place to go."
"Why did Wuhao give you this mask?"
"I will become his follower and do things for him."
"What to do?"
"Harvest the souls of the dead and send them to hell."
"Sounds a lot like the work of Grim Reaper."
"Raven Wuhao is the God of Death, and I am the God of Death's assistant."
"It sounds like you've found your home, why do you still call yourself a lost soul?"
"This is not a home! It's just a place to stay. I want to find my tribe, my family."
"But your tribe has been destroyed, and the souls of relatives may have started a new life experience long ago, and no longer know you."
"If I stay in hell long enough, maybe I can see my family again and rebuild our tribe with them."
"What if they don't want to?"
"Why wouldn't they want to!"
"Hundreds of years have passed since the tragedy. The souls of your relatives may have forgotten what happened before, and are experiencing different lives in different dimensions. They used to be your relatives, but they are no longer. You The desire to rebuild the Horde is hard to come by."
"But...but..."
"Has the shaman ever told you what it means to be a lost soul?"
Uzak touched the position of his heart: "She said, if you get lost here, your soul will get lost."
"How do you understand this?"
"When the heart is lost, it cannot find its way home, and the soul is lost. I don't know where home is, and I don't know where I should go."
I thought about it: "You're just temporarily lost, and you always have a way to find yourself again."
Uzak's eyes lit up, and he looked very excited: "What is the method! What is it!"
"Ask your heart, what does your heart want?"
"My heart wants to be reunited with loved ones."
"Why do you want to be reunited with your loved ones?"
"For what? To have a home."
"The resting place of the soul mentioned by the shaman before is also a place of return. There may not be your relatives in that return place, but it can also be regarded as the place where the soul belongs."
"I've missed it, there's nothing I can do."
"What do you think is the home of the soul?"
"A place where I can feel warm and calm."
"Hundreds of years ago your tribe was gone and your resting place was lost, but you can still find a place where you can feel warm and peaceful."
"Where is there a warm and peaceful place in this hell! It's so noisy, so dry, and so cold."
"So the place you are looking for is not in hell. Although the past suffering has caused you a lot of pain, it has been a long time, let it go. Only if you let go of them, can you find a new one." A place where you can feel warm and calm.”
"Where would that be?"
"Maybe it's the world, maybe it's somewhere else, but it's definitely not hell."
"If I let it go, I feel like I've betrayed them."
"This is not betrayal, this is respect. You have shared the life experience of being together for a long time, and after that life is over, you will go to different places. You must respect their choices and paths afterward, and respect the meaning of life itself. To develop means to honor your own heart.
The metaphor of the shaman is very accurate, the lost soul.The soul is always walking on the road, but sometimes it doesn't know which road to go, and it can't go back to the previous road, so it gets lost. "
"Yes, it is so."
"What you are looking for is not in this hell, you should change your way."
"What if I can't find it?"
"If this is the true desire of your heart, then you will definitely find it. Maybe it will take a long time, a long time, but one day, you will find it."
"What happens after you find it?"
I laughed: "Only when you find it, can you know what happens after you find it."
Uzak looked at the mask in his hand and rubbed the huge beak a few times: "I'm going to tell the raven Wuhao that I'm leaving here."
"Go ahead, good luck."
Uzak stood up from the ground, hanging the mask on his waist.I also stood up, and he suddenly hugged me, which shocked me a bit.Uzak's embrace was firm and powerful, and the heart in his chest was beating like a living person.
"Thank you! Wunana!"
"You're welcome, you go."
Uzak let go of me, clasped his hands together and rubbed my nose a few times, and then said loudly: "I wish you all the best of luck! Unana!"
"You too, Wunana."
The animal tooth necklace made a crisp and pleasant sound with Uzak's steps, and he stepped out from the door.
(End of this chapter)
The lotus lantern at the entrance was lit up, and the office welcomed the three guests of No.90.
An Indian wearing a giant white bird and beast skull mask walked into the office. He had a strong figure and a red pterosaur totem logo on his chest.The Indians wore long braids adorned with feathers of various birds.There is a necklace of animal teeth on the chest, and the teeth are decorated with turquoise and silver beads.
"Huna! The underground god Una! I celebrate this miracle, Una Una!"
When the Indian saw me, he knelt down on one knee and shouted, rubbing his palms together against the tip of his nose.Then he took off the mask of bird and beast skulls, revealing a tough face.She has earthy red skin, thick eyebrows, a small scar on her forehead, and black eyes like those of an East Asian.
"Please sit in the chair, what should I call you?"
"Uzak Mengmeng." He pronounced the word "Mengmeng" very emphatically.
"Mengmeng is your last name?"
"My tribe!"
"Then may I call you Uzak?"
"Una, the underground god! Yes, yes!"
Uzak sat on the wooden chair and moved around, feeling as if he was not very used to sitting.
"Uncomfortable sitting?"
"This is too high."
I thought for a while, picked up the pen and paper, walked to the wooden table, and sat cross-legged on the ground: "You come too, sit on the ground."
Uzak squatted on the ground, feeling much more at ease: "Praise you, Wunana."
"What does Wuna mean? You often say this word."
"Sigh! I mean happy!"
I spread the pen and paper on the wooden chair and talked to Uzak through the wooden chair.
"Why are you looking for me today?"
"I am a lost soul, and I need to find my way home." Uzak clutched his chest with sincere eyes.
"How did you get lost? Where did you get lost?"
"I'm sick, very sick, with blisters that are very itchy and fester if you scratch them. After they rot we get a fever and then we're going to leave that world. A lot of people in my tribe get this The disease was brought over by those Europeans."
"White people? Colonists?"
"Those hypocrites who call themselves God's messengers, bring devil diseases to our continent. They make deals with us and spread diseases to our tribes. Those who call themselves God's messengers, ignorantly talk about changing our civilization .Look at the way they change! Bringing nightmares, destroying justice, and killing! If the God they believe in is so vicious, then they must be a very vicious, vicious tribe."
"How did you get lost?"
"I used to be the strongest warrior in our tribe, but with this disease, I don't even have the strength to fight back.
I quickly collapsed and was sent to a shaman's tent for healing.The shaman formed a formation, sang and danced for me, and practiced magic and dispensed medicine.But I was so sick that the shaman danced for three days and three nights, and finally told me that my body could no longer bear my soul.My soul has to leave and is about to go elsewhere.
The shaman said that she had already chosen a place for me, as long as my soul left my body and followed the fireflies in the woods, I could find a resting place.The shaman specifically told me that no matter what happens, I must follow the firefly and not look back.Once turned back, my soul will be lost between the world of the living and its resting place.
I calmly left my body and walked barefoot into the woods.This is a wood I am very familiar with. There are hares in spring and wild geese flying from the north in autumn.We hunted, picked berries, and lived a life of indifference! "
When Uzak said this, his tone was sad and indignant.
"I was waiting for the fireflies to guide me, when I heard gunshots from the tribe behind me.
At this time, fireflies had risen in front of me, and one after another, light blue dancing elves paved a road leading to the depths of the forest in front of me.Every time I take a step, one of the fireflies behind me goes out.As long as I follow and go down one by one, I can go to the place where the soul belongs to.
However, the gunshots behind me became louder and louder. I heard the cries of the girls in the tribe, and I heard the roars of the men.I closed my eyes and covered my ears, not wanting to hear those voices.I kept repeating what the shaman said, no turning back, no turning back.
Can't go back, can't go back, can't go back. "
When Uzak said this, he held his head in his hands, as if caught in some kind of painful memory.The animal tooth necklaces on his chest collided with each other due to the trembling of his body, making a small grinding sound.
"It's okay, it's all over. Those nightmares are over."
Uzak's eyes were red: "Gods of the underground, those nightmares are not over. I'm turning back."
"You turned back, what happened after that?"
"I heard the gunshots and the shaman screaming through the back of my hands over my ears and into my head. My tribe needs me, and they need a warrior now.
I turned around and ran back to the tribe, picked up a spear from the ground and stabbed him.However, the spear went straight through the bodies of those Europeans without causing any harm to them.I looked back at the long gun on the ground, I hadn't picked it up at all, it was still there.
A few more gunshots came from the shaman's tent. I rushed into the tent and saw the shaman lying on the ground, his abdomen was cut open by a sharp dagger, and his intestines spilled all over the floor.There was a bullet hole in the middle of her chest, which was bleeding.The Europeans left the tent with the bloody dagger and the smoking gun.
I knelt beside the shaman and wept loudly, my dear ones!My spiritual mentor!To die so tragically by the swords of these invaders!I am unwilling!
The shaman looked straight at me, moved his lips a few times, but couldn't make a sound. "
"Do you know what she said?"
Uzak's face was already full of tears at this time, and he wiped his face with rough hands: "She...she said...she said..."
I wait patiently.
"She said, boy, you're lost."
"and after?"
Those Europeans slaughtered my tribe and walked away with their spoils.The homeland and people I loved so much are now devastated.
I returned to the woods in a trance, and the fireflies had disappeared.
I'm lost and I don't know where to go next. "
"Then how did you end up in hell?"
"I wandered alone in the forest for a long time, for a long time, from the lush leaves to the snow in winter, the gray rabbit's fur turned white. I wandered aimlessly in the snow, and then I met A god from the ground. The god gave me this strange bird mask and asked me if I would go with him to the resting place of the soul."
"Does this god have a name? Who is it?"
"Raven Wuhao, the messenger from hell. It gave me this thing, and it will also give me a place to go."
"Why did Wuhao give you this mask?"
"I will become his follower and do things for him."
"What to do?"
"Harvest the souls of the dead and send them to hell."
"Sounds a lot like the work of Grim Reaper."
"Raven Wuhao is the God of Death, and I am the God of Death's assistant."
"It sounds like you've found your home, why do you still call yourself a lost soul?"
"This is not a home! It's just a place to stay. I want to find my tribe, my family."
"But your tribe has been destroyed, and the souls of relatives may have started a new life experience long ago, and no longer know you."
"If I stay in hell long enough, maybe I can see my family again and rebuild our tribe with them."
"What if they don't want to?"
"Why wouldn't they want to!"
"Hundreds of years have passed since the tragedy. The souls of your relatives may have forgotten what happened before, and are experiencing different lives in different dimensions. They used to be your relatives, but they are no longer. You The desire to rebuild the Horde is hard to come by."
"But...but..."
"Has the shaman ever told you what it means to be a lost soul?"
Uzak touched the position of his heart: "She said, if you get lost here, your soul will get lost."
"How do you understand this?"
"When the heart is lost, it cannot find its way home, and the soul is lost. I don't know where home is, and I don't know where I should go."
I thought about it: "You're just temporarily lost, and you always have a way to find yourself again."
Uzak's eyes lit up, and he looked very excited: "What is the method! What is it!"
"Ask your heart, what does your heart want?"
"My heart wants to be reunited with loved ones."
"Why do you want to be reunited with your loved ones?"
"For what? To have a home."
"The resting place of the soul mentioned by the shaman before is also a place of return. There may not be your relatives in that return place, but it can also be regarded as the place where the soul belongs."
"I've missed it, there's nothing I can do."
"What do you think is the home of the soul?"
"A place where I can feel warm and calm."
"Hundreds of years ago your tribe was gone and your resting place was lost, but you can still find a place where you can feel warm and peaceful."
"Where is there a warm and peaceful place in this hell! It's so noisy, so dry, and so cold."
"So the place you are looking for is not in hell. Although the past suffering has caused you a lot of pain, it has been a long time, let it go. Only if you let go of them, can you find a new one." A place where you can feel warm and calm.”
"Where would that be?"
"Maybe it's the world, maybe it's somewhere else, but it's definitely not hell."
"If I let it go, I feel like I've betrayed them."
"This is not betrayal, this is respect. You have shared the life experience of being together for a long time, and after that life is over, you will go to different places. You must respect their choices and paths afterward, and respect the meaning of life itself. To develop means to honor your own heart.
The metaphor of the shaman is very accurate, the lost soul.The soul is always walking on the road, but sometimes it doesn't know which road to go, and it can't go back to the previous road, so it gets lost. "
"Yes, it is so."
"What you are looking for is not in this hell, you should change your way."
"What if I can't find it?"
"If this is the true desire of your heart, then you will definitely find it. Maybe it will take a long time, a long time, but one day, you will find it."
"What happens after you find it?"
I laughed: "Only when you find it, can you know what happens after you find it."
Uzak looked at the mask in his hand and rubbed the huge beak a few times: "I'm going to tell the raven Wuhao that I'm leaving here."
"Go ahead, good luck."
Uzak stood up from the ground, hanging the mask on his waist.I also stood up, and he suddenly hugged me, which shocked me a bit.Uzak's embrace was firm and powerful, and the heart in his chest was beating like a living person.
"Thank you! Wunana!"
"You're welcome, you go."
Uzak let go of me, clasped his hands together and rubbed my nose a few times, and then said loudly: "I wish you all the best of luck! Unana!"
"You too, Wunana."
The animal tooth necklace made a crisp and pleasant sound with Uzak's steps, and he stepped out from the door.
(End of this chapter)
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