Gods and the Man Who Wants to Kill Gods

"I'm ......" Lenny was a little overwhelmed. In the middle of the night, the yellowish pupils were covered by the eyelids, and the skin looked a little protruding outward, probably squeezed out by the eyeballs. "Well, I'll tell you a few things when we get back this time, but not the part I can't say, I think even the best friends need privacy from each other. "

"What you're saying now doesn't match what you were before. "

"Just a little surprised, I didn't expect you to think so much about it, I'm not a kind of person who likes to tell people about my experiences, because that sounds like a bad sell, Kent. "The swamp is a good place to bury secrets, there's no denying it, but Lenny doesn't plan to bury his wounds in the swamp, because then they will easily become inflamed and rot, and the wounds will not heal.

"Okay, continue our conversation, Lenny, do you like swamps?" Kent followed Lenny's lead, and to be honest, he didn't like swamps at all, but swamps were mysterious, and children were often curious about the unknown. Who can refuse to lift the veil in front of them little by little about what they don't know?

"Not really, but I like swamps more than oil mills, and I plan to open a new steel mill on the side, and I also like the coast, so we can go to the beach next time, or next week?"

"Why next week? Won't it work tomorrow?".

"I've got things going on all week ahead and that's important to me. Lenny said seriously. "So if I can still be with you, I think we'll have to meet next week. "

The

swamp was no stranger, and to Kent it was more familiar than the buildings and industries that had risen and fallen, and in his days as a policeman always seemed to give him an illusion, an inexplicable sense of separation, that he did not belong to such a place, that the memories of his past, those that seemed to have been washed up by the waves, those that seemed to have been drilled out of the mud. His past is breaking with his present.

It was only now that he realized that he might never be able to get out of his memories.

"Okay. Kent's shriveled response caused a moment of silence between the two of them once more, the shadows of the trees in the dusk swamp stretched infinitely and obscured by the trees around them, some of which looked like they were about to be swallowed up by the silent sunset.

"What the hell are we here for?" Kent's abrupt voice suddenly sounded, and Lenny's body trembled, and then reacted.

"It's almost there, and I've found a very special place in the swamp before. Lenny said as he quickened his pace. "We've got to hurry, or if we don't get home by night, the swamp will start eating humanoids. "

"How old are you to believe such a lie. "

Lemon suddenly appeared in front of him, and Lenny suddenly turned around. "Kent, some things are no joke. "