"Anyway, you have to finish all the preparations you can make here before going."

Zel instilled his own Shadow Island adventure code in Bronn, but in fact, as long as Bronn brings a mustache, they can continue to contact Shadow Island.

After listening quietly, Bronn said, "Man, before going, Bronn has one more thing to ask you."

"What?"

"We have a Polu herder who died. He left behind a group of Polu for Bron. But Bron is going to Shadow Island now and cannot take care of Polu. Bron's mother also has to take care of the patients, so she really has no energy."

"Do you want me to accept these group of Polu?"

"Yeah." Bron nodded.

Zell noticed that basically every household in Bronn village has Poluo, and even the sick children are accompanied by Poluo, which shows that they really like Poluo and will not give it to anyone unless they have to.

"No problem, just leave it to me." Zell was also thinking about asking Bron to help him collect a group of Polu from the herders, but now it's a waste of time.

Looking back, it seems that except for the first batch of Poluo, he bought it all from others.

"I'll show you them."

"It's good."

Zell thought Bronn would go to the herdsman's house, but he didn't expect that he brought food to the suburbs with him.

When I saw a group of Poluo crowded around the lonely pile of stones, my mood immediately became sad.

Under the pile of stones, old herders are buried.

Snowflakes fell, and snow tops piled up on Poluo's head, which means they had been here for a while and had not moved. Hearing the footsteps of Blon approaching, some of them turned around, but they just looked at him and turned back.

To determine whether a Poluo is happy, it depends on its eyebrows and whether its tongue is stretched out.

These Poluo all looked sad, their lowered eyebrows were about to press their eyes, and their mouths were tightly closed and pursed in their beard, as if they were so sad that only a pair of eyes were left.

"Are these Poluo... guarding the tomb?"

"They are remembering their dead masters," Bron said.

It stepped forward and put the food in front of them, then squatted down and patted one of the Poluo.

This guy's beard has grown to mop the floor, and the curve of his two corners has exceeded 360°, and it is covered with dense annual rings and many wear marks. It is obvious that this is an old man, so old that he trembles and keeps standing, as if he may fall down at any time.

Other Poluo has all ages, but none of them are just as old as it.

"Bron brings you food, eat some."

After Bron's soft persuasion, the Poluo began to eat, but the old Poluo still did not move a single step, quietly guarding the master's grave, like a stone.

"You can eat some too. Your master...he can't feed you with his own hands." Bron touched its hair and sighed.

"Hmph."

The mustache also jumped off Bron's shoulders, and the burly it stood up as tall as two old Poluo. It put its claws on the old Poluo's back to comfort it not to be too sad.

But these still did not impress it. Lao Poluo's world seemed to be the only oneself and the small grave in front of him, and he didn't care about anything else.

"It just wants to accompany the master." Zell rubbed his wet eyes, and when he thought that if he was lying in the pile of gravels, his mood would not stop sinking.

Death...What is for Poluo?

Can they realize that their master has gone to another world, or do they think that he is just hiding in this small pile of stones and unwilling to come out to see it?

Zeer didn't know what Poluo and others were thinking, but he knew that Poluo had been practicing "love and company" with his actions throughout his life.

Lao Poluo was so stubborn that he didn't eat anything, and finally Bron gave up on his plan to feed it.

"Such deep feelings... I have been in Freljord for most of my life and have never seen any more heartbreaking little guy than this sad little guy." He said to Zell in a complicated mood: "Only by setting up these little guys, I can go to Shadow Island with confidence."

"I don't know if this group of loyal Poluo will accept me as a new master. Let's try it. I'll take the other Poluo over and make a nest for the old guy to help it block the wind and snow."

"Um."

Bron left his beard to help Zell and went back to work in the village. Don't worry that this would delay his time to leave Frelljord. It would take a lot of time for the villagers to prepare boat supplies for him.

Zell opened the portal and pointed the snow-view glass room at the group of Poluo. Through the portal, he asked the little Huang Xiaohong and others to take out toys and food to "tempt" the group of Poluo.

It is said that kidnapping is a substitute for buying, but in fact he just needs to be more cruel and let Xiao Wang take them all over. But he still thinks it is better to let them make their own choices. Polu knows how to do the best for him.

When these Polulu saw another Polulu seemed very surprised, and they whispered to each other, hesitating whether to go over.

"Jiji?"

The small blue headed iron basin came to the portal and looked at the group of strange Poluo, some of which were bigger than it. According to age, it was just a little fat paper, and some of the Poluo on the opposite side were already adults, so this was normal.

Dong!

Feeling that he was stepping on his head, Xiaolan raised his head dizzyly and saw that Xiao Huang had already jumped to the other side of the door using his iron basin as a springboard.

A breath of sadness.

It went up and sniffed each Poluo, then pulled its tongue and ran around them happily, as if it wanted to infect them with its abundant vitality.

"☆(≧?≦*)?Puff!"

As long as you run as fast as him, you can leave all your sadness behind.

A few of the Poluo people moved their claws, as if they wanted to run with Xiao Huang, but in the end they still retreated.

Just when Xiaolan wanted to play, another Poluo stepped on its head.

Xiaohong ran to the iron basin on his head and shaking the bell hard, making a jingling sound that attracted the attention of Poluo's people. He explained to new friends how good Poluo's coffee shop is - delicious and fun. There are many humans who come to massage them every day and play with them.

Xiaolan under her was sealed in an iron basin, giving the opportunity to show her to her partner.

Humble, helpless, but can eat.

Xiao Hei also opened his small vault and took out his treasured snacks from it to share. Xiao Lu wore her dinosaur pajamas and pretended to be a cute monster, fishing a little Poluo who could not resist the temptation back to her nest.

Each Poluo is welcomed to join in his own way. Only Xiaolan is sealed in an iron basin, thinking about what to eat at the welcome banquet later.

When they came last January, my father and mother prepared a dinner party, but they were so happy to eat it. When they thought about it, they felt so comfortable.
Chapter completed!