Elder Bazel was very knowledgeable, and he had a slight insight into everything in Iceland, except for a few topics that he was not interested in, such as politics and fine arts, which were boring to him.Judging by Elder Bazel's attitude, he himself was only half-convinced of the myth.One of these words piqued Jobertrand's curiosity and was deeply imprinted in his mind."
The older generation believed in mythology, but where are those beings who destroyed the world now?
I don't know, old man, but I'm sure the remaining elves on the island will protect it.It's not just our home, it's theirs. ”Jobuterrand thought about Elder Bazel's words, and he remembered the seals of the old gods, and after the seals, most of the old gods fell into a deep sleep."
Are the old gods the local gods who are active in various regions?
And myths are stories that have been passed down from all over the world?
”Jobuterrand made one of the most daring guesses of his life.Another point that drew Jote Brown's attention was that the myth of the Northern Ou that he learned from Elder Bazel was actually pessimistic.Ragnarok, a mysterious and sad word, symbolizes the prophecy of a series of great calamities.1 Countless gods and creatures died in a great war, and it was an unstoppable catastrophe.At first, it was just a long, harsh winter, and the cold winter of wind and snow drifted away froze the earth, and the life of the world slowly fell silent.Blizzards rolling in all directions covered the sun, and the whole world was left without summer.In the midst of a maddening winter, people are suspicious and fighting each other for the world's only available resources.The whole world is in an indelible shadow, and the survivors are pointing their weapons at each other.Countless battles broke out between the survivors who were supposed to huddle together for warmth, and it was malice and conspiracy that dominated the whole world.The blood of living beings stained the frozen frozen ground red, and spears and spears, swords and shields wrestled with each other.In search of food, hungry beasts of the wilderness have stepped out of the wild plains and into war.Their prey is humans, and humans have also swung their butcher knives at beasts.With the control of the situation, morality is no longer a human bondage, and only being able to survive is the highest priority.People have torn off the mask of hypocrisy and revealed their crazy and ugly side to the world.Fratricidal warfare, fathers and sons become enemies, wives and children are sold to each other, and in the competition for survival, anxiety and sadness envelop the whole world.The evil of human nature spreads through the world like the most contagious plague, and all magic and magic disappear this time.At the top of the World Tree, the divine beast Gu Linkenbi, who never cried, showed an abnormal performance.It was a big black rooster with a golden comb that would only watch coldly whatever happened in the world.But when the twilight of the gods fell, the ancient Lincolnby would cry out loud.It flapped its flightless wings restlessly, and warned the world hoarsely with its own cry.Fenrir 2, the legendary demon wolf capable of devouring heaven and earth with his mouth open, breaks free from Glepnir, a cursed chain forged from six magical materials.3 Hatti and Scuul, the children of Fennir, devoured the moon and the sun, respectively.Entrenched in the roots of the World Tree, the dragon Nidhogg gulps down the roots of the World Tree and hollows out the World Tree.The Serpent of the Atrium, Jörmungad, awoke from a long slumber on a mud bed at the bottom of the sea, its long tail unwittingly stirring up monstrous waves that flooded many valleys and mountains.The kingdom of the gods rushed into the sea, and the frost giants and the other gods also came.The stars fell from the sky, the concept of time ceased to exist, and the ground scorched by fire and thunder shook and sank into the turbulent sea.As far as the eye can see, there is only a huge wave, and there is only a dead silence and eternal darkness in the universe.Under the eloquent narration of Elder Bazel, it was as if the gods and humans were struggling for their lives appeared in front of Jot Brown.Unlike other myths, the myth of Beiou seems to have spent more time on the destruction of the world than on the creation of the world.The Holy Light Sutra has repeatedly mentioned the great shore of the Holy Light to create the world, but the strength described in the Beiou mythology is very little.There is a unique concept in the mythology of Beiou: when everything dies, new life will be formed again, and everything in the world is circular.This seems to have a similar view to the karmic reincarnation discussed in Buddhism in Nanyang.4 This reminds Jot Brown of the helplessness of Darry, that is, Nyara Totip, in his words.Although it was just an unrealistic association, he felt that there seemed to be a connection between the two.In fact, he guessed right.In the not-too-distant future, Ragnarok is happening literally, but in a way that no one could have imagined.After a polite farewell to Elder Bazel, Chobuterrand walked out of his yard with a belly full of craft beer.With a smile on his face, Elder Bazel waved to Jobuterrand in the courtyard, and it was evident that he was in a good mood to have a young man with him for the afternoon to listen to his chatter.In addition to the full beer in his stomach, he seemed to feel a signal coming from his lower abdomen."
It's time to find a place to put the water."
Jobuterron thought to himself.He found a random restaurant, ordered a few good-sounding dishes on the menu, and ran to the toilet to make it easier.The baby elephant was relieved of the pressure and happily sprayed a jet of water into the urinal.After being liberated, Tubtrand was ready to wash his hands.While washing his hands, Chobuterrand thought, "Craft beer has a lot of momentum." ”He looked at himself in the mirror and noticed two blush on his face.He looked in the mirror and patted his cheek.The self in the mirror didn't react, just smiled at himself.Jobbuterron only regarded it as his drunken hallucination, and didn't pay much attention to it."
It looks like I just drank too much."
Jobuterron shook his head, the cold water washed his face, and he felt a lot more sober.When he looked up, Jobron looked in the mirror again, and there was nothing unusual in the mirror.Back in his seat, there were already a few dishes on the table that looked like some local specialties."
Hello, can you tell us what these dishes are?"
Jobuterron called the waiter and asked with a smile on his face."
Oh, outlander, this is a delicious squir.You can understand it as a type of yogurt, low-fat milk with fermented milk after the culture, and it will be more refreshing and delicious when eaten with vanilla, blueberries and bananas. ”The waiter pointed to a colorful glass on the table."
This plate is a traditional Icelandic specialty, a cold dish of rotted shark meat, the taste is more unique, if you don't like it, we won't give you a refund.This is a slow-roasted lamb chop, a dish where lamb is grilled in a geothermal hole for six hours before it can be served, which is the signature of the restaurant.Served with a sauce of thirteen spices, cut into small pieces and eat with a melt-in-your-mouth finish. ”After the waiter finished speaking, he bowed to Jobtrand and turned to leave.Joke Buterrand thought that he hadn't eaten properly except for drinking today, and he had just unloaded his goods, and now his stomach was empty.Jobuterrand first set his sights on the plate of rotten shark meat that smelled like the toilet, with small pieces of light red and pink white."
It looks pretty good, but it tastes..."
Jobuterrand thought to himself.Just now in order to go to the toilet, Chobuterrand didn't notice when he ordered, this small plate of six pieces of rotten shark meat cost 30 Icelandic kronor."
That's enough for three or four glasses of wine."
Jobbuterron thought to himself, with some chagrin.But when he thought about it, shark fishing was not an easy task, and Chew Buterrand was relieved.Then he mustered up the courage, picked up his knife and fork, and cut one of the pieces into squares and prepared to put them in his mouth."
Look, look, there's another stranger eating rotten shark meat!
Hahahaha!
”"I'll bet five Icelandic krona, and he'll not be able to eat the second one!""
I'm betting five Icelandic kronor too!
No, I bet he'll spit it out in the first bite, hahahahaha!
”The reaction of the local diners on the side made Jot Brown a little stunned, "Is this thing so unpalatable?"
”With a ruthless heart, he opened his mouth and put the cut pieces into his mouth."
It tastes good and smells terrible."
The rancid smell reminded Jot Brown of the jets of water that his baby elephant sprayed.While it doesn't smell as scary as it smells, it's not a great experience.The smell was fishy at first, followed by a salty smell, and Chobuterron felt a feeling of nausea as he chewed it.It wasn't a good start to Jobutram's trip to Iceland, no, it sucks.Despite this, he gritted his teeth and ate a whole pot in the spirit of not wasting food and money.The local diners on the side were dumbfounded, and in their eyes, Giobuterrand only frowned at first and began to chew with expressionless faces."
Hey!
Brothers!
Is this your first time eating this thing?
”A local diner in a leather jacket holds a glass of water and hands it to Jot Brown."
Rinse your mouth.""
Yes, it's the first time, but I swear, it's the last time."
Jobuterron rinsed his mouth with a grunt, and the disgusting taste still lingered in his mouth."
Unbelievable, brothers, we all lost our bets."
Diners in leather jackets turned their heads and shouted to the crowd."
Do you think this stuff tastes good?"
Jobuterron asked."
It's the worst-tasting thing in the world other than tradition.You are a true warrior.Enjoy your slow-roasted lamb, that's the real thing. ”The local diner patted Jot Brown on the shoulder and sat back in his seat."
Wait a minute, I want to ask, do you know any reliable guides?
I don't want to waste time on the road. ”Jobbuterron then replied."
You should ask Bertha at the Ice Flame Bar about this, she has the widest path.""
No, no, no, go find mice, rats have been running around since they were children.""
Fart, you don't know what the rats do?
I heard that someone was arrested this morning. ”"Yes, it is said that their entire gang was planted in the hands of a foreigner.Hey, still a big guy. ”Jobbuterrand listened quietly, and by this time he had already chosen his guide.Isn't it much better for a guy who obeys his orders than a tour guide who has other thoughts?
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Afterwards, Jobuterron feasted on the fluffy and delicious slow-roasted lamb and the sweet sgel.Filling his stomach, Jobron settled the bill, said hello to the enthusiastic diners, and walked out of the restaurant."
If there is a travel guide, be sure to write that rotten shark meat thieves are unpalatable."
Jobbutran muttered.As the sun slowly sets towards the west, the sky gradually becomes darker.Jobuterrand walked through a fairytale town.The stone paved road, the houses with red bricks and white tiles, and the green vines that hang naturally from the roofs.The fresh breeze blowing along the coast carries a hint of the sea, blowing in this peaceful town.After walking through the streets, Jote Brown came to the front of the police station.The police station here is simple and unpretentious, just a local police station badge hanging in front of the door, if it is not for the guidance of the locals, the police station here is inconspicuous, and it is easy to be overlooked.A pale blue curtain hung down in front of the police station, and when Tubtron gently lifted it with his hand, he found that the officers inside looked listless at this time.They can't be blamed for this, after all, it's time for a shift change soon."
Hello."
Jobbuterrand rang the bell at the reception and shouted inside."
Who?
Don't know if you're going to change shifts right away?
Can't you come back in 10 minutes?
”The people inside were cursing as they stepped out of it.It was an acquaintance who came out to greet him, one of the young police officers who had dealt with the group of bullies this morning."
My lord, why are you here?"
When the little police officer found out that it was Jot Brown, he immediately changed his scolding attitude.The contrast between the front and back of the little police officer made Jobbutrand laugh a little, and Jokettland smiled and shook his head, and asked, "What about your boss?"
”"The boss has gone back.Is there anything important for adults?
”The little police officer replied humbly, bent over, with his head bowed."
What about the rats?
Have you released it?
”Since the director could not be found, the matter of going to the branch could only be delayed for a day.So Jobbuterrand remembered the mouse, a "good tour guide" who was familiar with the terrain."
The rat was just about to be released, and now it's still writing a letter of repentance inside.Is there anything wrong with adults looking for rats?
”The little police officer rolled his eyes and thought that maybe he could open a convenient door for this adult."
Let me go in and see you.Ten minutes is fine. ”Jobbuterrand replied indifferently."
Okay, please come with me, my lord."
Passing through the officer's office, there was a darker cell behind it.Suspects of common crimes are held here on a temporary basis, and then sent to prison or released on bail after being sent to a court decision.The rats have been exempted from legal punishment because of the relationship with the police commissioner.They are now locked in their cells, lying on the ground one by one, copying their confessions over and over again."
Damn a foreigner, you actually hurt Lao Tzu and want to be punished!
None of the odious teachers in the past dared to make me copy books.Once I see him in the future, I will beat him once. ”The boss of the bully scolded and scolded, but he didn't stop punishing.This is a small punishment given to them by the police commissioner."
Boss, we can't beat it."
The fat man said with a bitter face."
Oh?
Still want to hit me?
”Jobuterron leaned against the bars of his cell, smiled meaningfully, and spoke softly."
Hit hit!
Fight to the death!
My lord, please hit me.I don't dare to talk nonsense. ”