"Little one, this word is..."

In the deep forest at night, John began to teach words. The tutorial used the beast slaughtering manual worth 100 gold coins, and taught words from the Wind Wolf Kingdom.

"Well, I remember."

Parr studied very seriously, and Parr himself knew the daily language of the Wind Wolf Kingdom, so he learned very quickly.

...

"Set off!"

At dawn the next day, the sun had just emerged, and two people, one big and one small, embarked on a journey again. In fact, there was nothing to say. A long journey was destined to be boring.

As time went by, the originally novel and strange scenery gradually became familiar, and Parr no longer had the interest in looking around, but followed John, thinking about how to catch a stupid rabbit.

Soon, Parr didn't feel the passage of time, and the sun rose above his head, and it was noon.

"Let's rest here!"

John found a small clearing in the woods again, and started to eat and rest.

"Dead Rabbit! I'm here again!"

Parr ate something casually and got up and rushed into the grass. At this time, he had no intention of eating. What he was thinking about was to catch an extremely arrogant stupid rabbit.

"Hahaha."

After John finished eating, he continued to watch Parr's performance, laughing a few times from time to time, and almost shouting loudly. In fact, if he hadn't been afraid of stimulating Parr, John would have really wanted to do this.

...

The third showdown between Predator Parr and the Stupid Rabbit begins.

This time Parr's idea was very clear: "I can't rush anymore. I have to find a way to make the stupid rabbit jump up. It cannot leverage the force in the air. That's the best time to take action, that's to pay attention. The stupid rabbit jumps in a random direction. This is the real training to exercise reaction! Uncle John is really, didn't you tell me earlier, otherwise you would have been able to eat roasted rabbit meat yesterday."

With a clear idea, Parr took action. He squinted his eyes and glanced around and found a gray stupid rabbit again. I really don’t know why the rabbit that is so fond of death has not yet become extinct? Is it because they have many births?

Ruddy...

Parr's movements slowly approached the past. When he approached a certain distance, he took a few steps forward, trying to stimulate the stupid rabbit to jump up.

However……

"Dead rabbit! Stop it!"

The stupid rabbit looked at the biped beast Parr with disdain, then turned around and jumped and ran away, without jumping high at all. He felt that his IQ was insulted like never before, and then he was angry.

Huh... Huh...

"No! You can't be led by this dead rabbit. I want to calm down, calm down..."

Parr took a few breaths and calmed down, and he stood there and thought for a while.

Bang!

"Have it!"

Parr, who thought of an idea again, patted his palms, then found the stupid rabbit in the grass, and approached the past with slight hands.

"Hey!"

With a low shout, Parr rushed over, and then the stupid rabbit jumped up. At this moment, Parr raised his foot and stomped on the ground, and stopped forcibly. It turned out that he was a feint this time.

"See where you run this time!"

Parr looked up at the old tall stupid rabbit who was jumping, and reached out to grab it with both hands.

It's close, it's close, Parr is so close to victory!

Squeak!

The stupid rabbit obviously discovered this, but it was not panicked and even wanted to laugh. As an old rabbit, wouldn't it be possible to survive until now?

Just as Parr was about to catch the stupid rabbit, Parr's big ear, which had nowhere to leverage in the air, swirled its big ears and changed its direction of its fall. Then kicked its leg and kicked Parr's small hand, using this as a leverage point to leap into the distance and landed in the grass.

"Ouch!"

Parr covered his hand that was kicked red and jumped, but he was not discouraged. This time he was one step away from success, and he would definitely succeed next time!

However, until he set out again, Parr failed. This time he met a real opponent, which was an old stupid rabbit. No matter what move Parr used, it could crack it one by one, and the jumping movements were nowhere to be found. Parr was about to catch it several times. Its big ears would play a role, change direction, and make Parr return in vain. If possible, it would kick Parr, which was extremely arrogant.

"Damn rabbit!"

"Little one, go."

...

Next was another boring journey, but just as it was approaching evening, John suddenly stopped.

"Uncle John, what's wrong? Are you resting here today?" Parr stopped and looked around. There was no clearing in the woods nearby!

"no."

John shook his head, moved away from his body, pointed to the messy grass in front of him and said:

"Little one, look there."

"oh?"

Parr looked closely and was shocked. There was a person lying there! No! No! That was not a living person, but a dead person! What he had to do was a mummy.

"Uncle John..."

"Let's go and have a look."

John raised his hand to stop Parr's words, then walked over. Parr hurriedly followed, and his big eyes scanned around on the way to prevent danger from happening.

"It is the knight of the church."

When the two came to the corpse, John recognized the person at a glance. He pointed to the broken white light armor on the body and said:

"This style of light armor is worn by only the knights of the church, and it is for the convenience of moving around the city."

"Um."

Pal was not afraid either. He had cut so many zombies, and a mummy could not scare him. But why was there a corpse of a church knight here? Could it be...

"It should be done by the two cultists who appeared in your Haystack Village."

Before Parr asked, John gave the answer. He and Parr thought of going together. Then he squatted in front of the body and checked it while checking:

"This corpse was eroded like this by the rich death element. Using death elements to erode people's bodies is the specialty of the death cult. He should have tracked the two cultists, that is, he is a knight in the Bluestone Church."

“…”

Looking at the dry corpse, Parr shivered. He thought of the gray fog that had absorbed his physical and mental power at that time, and the man in the black robe held back! Otherwise, he would have become like this.

"It's so dangerous."

Palp said in a low voice in fear, and then saw John stand up and clap his hands, looking up to look ahead.

"This is not the main battlefield."

...

Parr and John found that the corpses of the church knights were indeed not the main battlefield. They walked more than ten steps forward and after pushing away the grass blocking the way, they saw a piece of trees in front of them collapsed and the green grass withered. Two broken black robes corpses were lying on the ground. Through the broken black robes, Parr could see that the skin of the two corpses was bronze.

"Bronze Walking Zombies!"

Parr couldn't help but exclaim, but unexpectedly there were two bronze zombies here that had been killed. Could it be that the dead church knight had done it before? That was too powerful, right? They were almost catching up with John.

John also discovered the identity of the black robe's corpse, and his face showed a surprised expression:

"I didn't expect it! The cultist actually had four bronze zombies. If all of these zombies were there at that time, it would probably be a tough battle with unknown results at that time."

After saying that, John turned around and looked at Parr, raised his hand and patted Parr's little head:

"I have to say that you are really lucky in Haystack Village, little. If the church knight hadn't tried his best to kill two bronze zombies, you probably wouldn't have seen tomorrow's sun that night, so you know what to do now, right?"

"Um."

Parr nodded and turned toward the body of the church knight behind him.

"Uncle John, I'm going to cremate him and send him back to the Bluestone Church."

"Good boy!"

John looked at Parr's back and smiled satisfied on his face, and then followed.

"I'll help you."

...

Hardwood and oil wood are the most common in the deep forest, and iron wood and other trees are sparse. Soon, with the help of John, Parr collected enough oil wood blocks needed to cremate the body, and witnessed John's way of drying wood.

The oil wood must be dried before it can be used. John saved Parr a lot of effort by doing this, otherwise Parr would have to pick up dry branches.

call……

In the evening, in the clearings formed by the battle between the knights of the church and the cultists, thick smoke rose with the light of fire. Parr and John stood beside him and watched quietly.

Suddenly, John said like a joke: "Little one day, if I die at the hands of a cult like this brave knight of the church, you will collect my body!"

"Um."
To be continued...