Above the ice of the North Sea, a person lay silently on the cold surface of the ice. He seemed to be unaware of the cold air here, and he stretched his arms and legs as much as possible, trying his best to lay flat.
There were many white gravel placed on his body, and these gravel seemed to be glued tightly to his body.
There were three people and two beasts beside him, and they took turns to take care of him. Once a piece of white stone fell off from this person's body, they would immediately take it away, and try their best to find a suitable new white stone to replace it.
This had been going on for an entire year.
Suddenly, that person's arm moved slightly, and a piece of gravel the size of a fist fell down.
He Yiming reached out and took that piece of gravel, and it disappeared in a flash. However, this time, he did not continue to take out the white stone, but looked at the person below with an expectant gaze.
"Yiming, will Brother Bai wake up?" Yuan Lixun came to his side and asked softly.
"Yes." He Yiming did not hesitate, and said decisively, "He will definitely wake up." Looking at the densely packed pieces of white stone that covered 108's entire body, He Yiming said as if to encourage himself, "These are the last batch of white stone pieces, once he finishes absorbing them, he will definitely be able to return to normal."
Mou Zilong also retracted his gaze from the white stone. He had a sense of respect and fear towards Mr. 108 from the bottom of his heart.
Five thousand years ago, he was already a world-renowned Supreme Dao elite. However, even with his knowledge, he had never heard of such a miraculous life form as 108.
After collecting some white stones, this person grew at a speed visible to the naked eye day by day in front of him. And as the body of Hundred and Eight grew bigger and bigger, the speed of his absorption became faster and faster.
Originally, it was estimated that it would take at least a few years, or even more than a decade, for 108 to fully recover, but it took less than a year for him to basically grow to the size of a normal person. Moreover, this batch of white stones covering his body would be the last.
At this moment, Mou Zilong really couldn't wait to see what kind of person this mysterious 108 was.
"Roar …"
Treasure Pig abruptly let out a roar, which was filled with a hint of joy and excitement.
He Yiming narrowed his eyes and saw that the rocks on 108's body were slowly falling off one by one.
He Yiming's eyes were also filled with surprise. Although the white stones still contained some extraordinary power, he couldn't care less. He rushed to 108's side and gently waved his hand, carefully sweeping away the falling white stones. He looked at 108 nervously.
However, 108 didn't wake up as he wished. That pair of tightly shut eyes didn't have any intention of opening at all.
He Yiming opened his mouth, but his heart slowly sank.
Mou Zilong and the others were also watching intently. Their hearts were also filled with anticipation. After all, it was definitely the first time that someone had grown up and resurrected in such a way. It would be a lie to say that they weren't interested.
Baozhu snorted a few times, suddenly jumped up, and landed heavily on 108's chest. It intimately rubbed 108's head with its long nose.
He Yiming reached out his hand to stop it, but he stopped halfway. Since 108 wasn't awake, it would be good to let Baozhu have a try.
108's head swayed along with Baozhu's rubbing, but there was no sign of him opening his eyes.
Treasure Pig seemed to be impatient from waiting. It used its head to fiercely smash it.
However, the little guy forgot. On its head, there was a pair of hard antlers. And these weren't ordinary antlers, but the symbol of a divine beast. Its hardness was definitely not inferior to any Divine Soldier's weapon.
Therefore, with this collision, the antlers made the most intimate contact with Hundred and Eight's face. After a series of sparks, Hundred and Eight's face had an additional cut.
Baozhu was obviously stunned. Its small eyes rolled around.
Mou Zilong was tongue-tied as he watched this scene. A divine beast's antlers were one of the hardest parts of its body. The wound on 108's face was very deep. If an ordinary person was hit by this, he would definitely die. But 108, a strange person who grew from the size of a palm to such a size in just one year, absolutely couldn't be treated with common sense.
He Yiming patted his forehead in pain and angrily scolded, "Baozhu, come down."
Little Baozhu also knew that it had caused trouble. It obediently tiptoed and slowly walked down. However, before its four hooves touched the ground, it was pulled up by a hand.
He Yiming and the others' eyes lit up at the same time. The owner of this hand turned out to be 108, who was lying motionless on the ice just now.
"Brother Bai, you're awake?" He Yiming asked in surprise.
However, he didn't get the response he expected.
108 directly pulled Baozhu up and climbed up from the ice. The whole process was quite slow. It was like a child who had just been born and didn't know how to walk. It gave people a stiff and sluggish feeling.
Standing up straight, 108 shook his head as if he felt the discomfort on his face. He pressed his hand on the top of his head and gently pressed down. The deep wound on his face suddenly disappeared.
Mou Zilong gasped. He finally understood why He Yiming was so confident that 108 could return to normal.
This kind of magical power was simply inconceivable. However, on second thought, he suddenly felt relieved. This 108 could even transform its body into such a big one. Healing a small wound couldn't be more simple.
108 lowered its head and looked curiously at the Baozhu in its hand with a pair of gem-like eyes. Little Baozhu also widened its small eyes and had a flattering smile on its face.
This pair was quite interesting. 108 didn't belong to this world, and the Baozhu was the divine beast with the least divine majesty in this world. However, ever since the two of them met, they became best friends.
"Who, are, you?" 108 asked word by word.
Baozhu's smiling face suddenly froze. It cried out, "I am a Baozhu."
108's eyes seemed to light up, but there was no expression of joy. It was as if it had heard the name of a stranger.
He Yiming's heart went cold. He asked tentatively, "Brother Bai, do you still remember me?"
108 suddenly let go of the Baozhu, and it fell heavily onto the ice. Of course, with its thick skin and rough flesh, it naturally couldn't be injured. It just stared at 108 with resentment, as if it was very dissatisfied.
He Yiming raised his head. The expression on 108's face was still fresh in his memory.
When he first met 108, he had the same expression on his face. That kind of gaze was far more sluggish than a normal person's, as if he was an idiot.
"You don't remember me?" He Yiming slowed his voice and said slowly.
108 raised its hand and suddenly said, "You are He Yiming."
He Yiming's eyes lit up. He was overjoyed. He nodded and laughed loudly, "Brother Bai, it's me. Congratulations on coming back."
However, 108 didn't show any joy. He still said expressionlessly, "I don't know you."
He Yiming's laughter suddenly stopped. The expression on his face was as strange as it could be.
They looked at each other. After a while, Yuan Lixun pointed at He Yiming and said, "Who is he?"
"He Yiming."
"Do you know him?" Everyone sighed in relief. Yuan Lixun asked again.
"I don't know him." Hundred and Eight said straightforwardly.
He Yiming opened his mouth, but found that his heart was in a mess. He couldn't say anything.
"Since you don't know him, how can you say his name?" Mou Zilong took a step forward and asked in a deep voice.
108 thought seriously. Those eyes that clearly didn't belong to a human were shining like a small sun. After a while, the light dimmed. He said calmly, "I don't know."
Mou Zilong was suddenly angry. However, he didn't know much about this mysterious guy. After seeing 108's abnormality, he had already given up on the idea of fighting him. So he shook his head helplessly and didn't say anything else.
White Horse Lightning went forward and circled around 108. It swung its tail and neighed softly.
Although the relationship between the white horse and 108 wasn't very harmonious, its thoughts were the same as everyone else's at this moment.
It was not known what the white horse called out, but Hundred and Eight was obviously lost in thought.
He Yiming grabbed Baozhu who was sulking on the ground and asked softly, "What did Lightning say?" When he asked this question, his heart also surged with a strange emotion.
In the past, he let 108 translate the meaning of Baozhu and the white horse, but now it was the opposite. He let Baozhu do the translation.
Baozhu first snorted, then said, "Lightning said that you, I, and the two of them are family."
He Yiming's heart was moved. Although Lightning obviously excluded Yuan Lixun and Mou Zilong when he said these words, it was indeed the truest feeling in his heart.
The four of them had traveled the world together and experienced countless life and death battles. This relationship was absolutely not something that could be erased.
108 tilted his head and seemed to be thinking about something. He didn't speak for a long time.
He Yiming sighed softly and stepped forward to take his hand, "Brother Bai, don't think so much. Come with me."
108's voice was still calm.
"Where are we going?"
"We're … going home!"
Mou Zilong looked at He Yiming and the others. He didn't know why, but in his heart, there was an extreme feeling of envy. Faintly, he seemed to have remembered some of the dusty past. A rather unfamiliar warm feeling slowly emerged. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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