Give Me the Name of God

Manda raised the stone, the intention could not have been more obvious.

He's going to smash Kunta's head and eat his flesh, which is what he does every day in the Jurassic.

When Manda lifted the stone, Kunta didn't react at all. The young man in front of him had already surpassed his understanding of human beings.

But when the stone fell, he had to speak, otherwise he would completely lose the chance to speak.

"Wait a minute, I'm human!"

"People...cannibalism is not very good." Manda hesitated, the bottom line of the previous life was still there.

But a few seconds later, he lifted the stone again.

"But, I'm hungry."

Except for him, there were no other human beings in the Jurassic period. All animals were eaten. The instinct of the previous life defeated the bottom line of the previous life.

"I beg you to let me go, I will pray for you, pray to the great Typhon, and I will plead with the earl, the earl will take you in, at least let you live, don't, don't, wait a minute, here There is something to eat!"

"Is there something to eat? Where is it?"

Manda put down the stone, and if he had another choice, he could let the little guy go for a while.

"There are fish here," Kunta pointed to the water pool, "a lot of fish."

Manda stared at the water surface for a while, there seemed to be fish swimming under the waves, and they were not small in size.

"I didn't lie to you, did you see, there are a lot of fish here."

Manda shook his head and said, "But fish are very difficult to catch." This is from the experience of the previous life. Without tools, catching fish from the water is harder than hunting an ornithophilus.

"I will catch fish, let me go, I will catch fish for you, I swear to Typhon, if I break my promise, I am willing to suffer any punishment." Kunta looked at Manda sincerely.

Manda really lifted his foot and let him go, not because he was moved by his sincerity, but because he had the confidence to catch him again.

Kunta kept his promise, he didn't run away, and he didn't fight back. He valued his oath very much.

He squats down, arms outstretched, staring at the water like a clay sculpture.

After standing still for a few minutes, he suddenly inserted his hand into the water, his fingers were like hooks, and firmly grasped a fish, then turned around and threw it on the bluestone by the pool.

After falling back and forth like this three times, the fish was stunned and lay motionless on the bluestone. This silvery fish was about twenty centimeters long and weighed at least a pound.

Kunta said with a smile: "This is a silver pike that came down from the mountain. It's very stupid and easy to catch, but the taste is a little bit bad."

Kunta leaned down again, muttering words: "This one is different. This is a black fish native to the pool. It is very cunning and will escape if you don't pay attention. It's a pity that it is unlucky. It met me today. Even if it grows Even with wings, you can't fly out of my palm!"

Kunta made a sudden move, caught a black fish, and fell unconscious on the bluestone. He bent down again, completely forgetting his fatigue, and the process of catching fish was a kind of enjoyment for him.

"This kind of fish is difficult to catch, but I like the taste. The fish is very delicious, very crispy, and there is a little..."

"It's still a little sweet."

"That's right, it's very sweet, how do you know..." Kunta was taken aback, he heard a strange sucking sound.

Turning around, he found that Manda was eating a black fish.

The black fish was still alive, its tail was wagging non-stop, and blood was splashing everywhere.

"You eat raw?" Kunta's eyes kept blinking, and he suspected that he saw a beast whose appearance was close to that of a human.

"Are you familiar with it?" Manda looked at Kunta in surprise.

"Of course I'm cooked! God, please look here, who created such a savage creature!"

It is unbelievable that he was disgusted by Kunta. A monster like Kunta knew how to use fire. He carried two pieces of stone with him and prayed to the gods in a low voice: "Great prophet, great enlightened person, great creator, Great Guardian, please grant me strength, wisdom, and your most precious wealth."

Kunta hit it twice with a stone, skillfully ignited a bunch of withered grass, just like the later generations of lighters.

Not only does he know how to use fire, but he also knows how to cook. Although it's just a simple smoke and roast, he can control the heat very well.

The technical content of making fire is very high. Manda has tried countless times in his previous life but never succeeded, so that he never ate a cooked meal in the Jurassic.

After eating three grilled fish and one raw fish, Manda let out a loud belch and lay contentedly by the pool.

Kunta squatted aside, stared at Manda for a while, and asked a question that had been suppressed for a long time: "Are you really human?"

"Of course I'm human, don't I look like a human?" Manda looked at Kunta contemptuously. Does a monster like him have the right to doubt himself?

"Like! Very similar!" Kunta nodded, then shook his head and said, "But you have a kind of smell, a bit like a believer in the ancient gods, but not exactly the same."

"What is an ancient god believer?"

"The believers of the ancient gods are the favored ones of the gods. What I'm talking about is the real gods. I will take you to the count. As long as you don't deceive him, I believe he will not hurt you."

"Count?" Manda was taken aback, "Is that the Typhon you mentioned?"

"Sin, it's a great sin, don't mention the name of the gods in such a contemptuous tone, and don't confuse the gods with believers," Kunta said seriously, "The count is a believer of Typhon, just like us. He is the great Typhon's favorite eldest son, believe me, as long as you beg sincerely, he will definitely take you in."

Manda's heart tightened, he seemed to know the other party's identity, he was a heretic.

According to the memory of the original owner, there is only one real god in this era, and that is the God of Punishment. The rest of the gods are evil gods, and the followers of evil gods are heretics, especially those ancient gods and ancient believers.

Although Manda has no concept of faith, heretics will be burned at the stake, which is completely inconsistent with his desire to survive.

"Go to your gods and Earl! I won't beg anyone!" Manda sat up and said, "I should go when I'm full. Nice to meet you, Kunta."

Kunta sighed and said: "You can't go, you can't go anywhere, no one can get out of the valley of resentment alive."

Manda sneered: "Then I want to try."

"Just try it, I have fulfilled my promise, my vow ends here," Kunta stepped back, "she is here."

"Who's here?" Manda immediately stood up, picked up a stone, and looked around vigilantly.

"The Sphinx is here, and she will ask you questions. You'd better be able to answer them, so that you still have hope of living."

Sphinx, such a familiar name, I seem to have seen it in a book.

Manda was thinking, when a slim figure suddenly appeared in the mist.

In this era, women's clothes were very loose, and the difference in clothing between the sexes was not obvious.

But why is her figure so clear? Could it be that she didn't wear...

Having not had such an experience in more than 80 years, Manda is looking forward to the next scene, but this does not mean that he has relaxed his guard. The stone in his left hand is firmly grasped, and the gold finger in his right hand has been opened.

The figure got closer and closer, and a slightly mature soft voice sounded in the ear: "New guest, what's your name?"

Manda pouted: "Why should I tell you?"

"Unfortunately, I got the first question wrong."

When the words fell to the ground, the woman suddenly rushed in front of Manda, holding Manda's neck with one hand.

Manda tried to fight back with a stone, but suddenly a pair of wings appeared on the back of the woman, grabbing Manda and flying.

If it was grabbing Manda's waist, or other parts, Manda would definitely not be in such pain.

But what she grabbed was Manda's neck, and she grabbed it to a height of more than ten meters. This feeling is almost the same as hanging.

"Young man, let me ask you another question. What can go out can also come in, but it will definitely come in when eating."

get out, come in.

This problem is very simple. It is the tongue. The tongue can be spit out, but it must be retracted into the mouth when eating.

Manda repeated the answer countless times in his heart, but unfortunately he couldn't come out, his neck was still pinched by the woman.

"It's a pity that you can't answer," the woman wandered around in mid-air with the mandala, and then said, "I'll give you another chance, what has been growing since birth?"

Manda was about to faint. He wanted to use the golden finger, but the woman kept changing the direction of flight. Manda lost his center of gravity and couldn't control his arms, not to mention his breathing was interrupted.

The difference in strength was so great that Manda decided to give up resistance. He threw away the stone in his hand, indicating that he would not fight back, and then pointed to his neck with difficulty, indicating that he could not speak.

"Poor boy, you can't make a sound, it's not fair to you."

The woman let go of her hand, and Manda fell rapidly in free fall, but halfway through the fall, the woman grabbed Manda's clothes from behind and lifted him up.

"Answer my question, lad, this is your last chance."

What keeps growing from birth?

The overlapping of suffocation and fright had made Manda lose his ability to think.

"No way, even if you were given a chance, you wouldn't be able to answer." The woman flew higher than before, and when she was about to throw Manda down to die, she suddenly heard Manda shout, "It's hair!"

The woman flapped her wings and stood still in the air. Manda was facing down, unable to see her appearance, but heard her cry.

"You're right," the woman sobbed, "You're really right, it's too embarrassing, I lost, and those who lose don't deserve to live in this world!"

When the voice fell to the ground, the woman's wings stopped, and she wanted to commit suicide, which is the rule of the Sphinx.

The two fell freely in the air at the same time, Manda's eyes went dark, and he shouted: "Crazy woman, suicide is your business alone!"

Before landing, Manda fainted from fright. No one could support such an exciting game a few times.

The woman flapped her wings and slowly landed on the ground. Kunta hurried up and said, "Sphinx, you can't kill him. He is very special. Do you smell that smell?"

"Of course I smell it!" The woman looked at Kunta contemptuously, "It's just a white duck, what right do you have to preach to me?"

"I just want to remind you," Kunta said with a blushing face and bowed head, "Let's leave him to the Earl."

"Do you still need to remind me?" The woman smiled and touched Kunta's head, "Idiot, come with me to receive the reward, his taste is very special, and he can earn you a lot of merit."