Vol 5 Chapter 248: 3 flowers bloom

"Why are you crying?"
"Where does it hurt? What is your name? Where is home?"
"Are you here to find Mom and Dad too?"
"do not Cry!"
"It's embarrassing for a person of this age to cry! I have known since I was three that I can't cry in front of others!...Don't cry, I will show you something good!"
The chattering voice of the little witch kept reverberating in Zheng Qing's ears. The young public servant raised his arms and covered his eyes, covering his eyes for a long time, no tears shed from the fingers he had been covering, and a bright smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.
"Why did you suddenly laugh again?" Zhu Si's uneasy voice sounded again: "...Suddenly crying and suddenly laughing, it's really like the legendary neurosis."
Zheng Qing put down the hand covering his eyes, revealing reddish eye circles.
"You don't know who I am?" He tried to sit up and asked in a hoarse voice.
"How strange!" The little witch looked at him vigilantly, and the leaves on her wrist clattered and clashed: "You met a stranger in the woods who died on the ground. Do you know who he is? ?"
A stranger, Zheng Qing felt sour again when he heard this word.
"My name is Zheng Qing." He stroked the red rope on his wrist and replied softly, "I am a student of the First University. I came here to find a friend to take her home. She was lost in this world. It has been a long time."
"This forest is really easy to get lost." The little witch sighed, and accompanied Zheng Qing to sit on the grass leaning on the old oak, plucking a mushroom at the root of the tree and tearing it. Germ Cap: "Although I have been here for a long time, sometimes I still can't find a direction... Many times, I almost forgot what I was here for."
"What are you here for?" Zheng Qing asked timely.
"Me? Of course I came to see my mother...and my father!" Zhu Si replied without thinking.
"Are they in this wood?"
"It should be..." The little witch was obviously not quite sure about this question, with a trace of confusion on her face: "But I have been looking here for so long, and they should be here."
"I told you my name, you should tell me what your name is."
"My name is Zhu Si."
"Zhu Si, why do you think your parents are in this forest?"
"Because Dad likes mice, he has many big mice at home, and the puppets he gave me all look like mice... And in this forest, there are many brown mice."
"Then how did you find this forest?"
This time, the little witch was silent for a long time. She frowned, seeming to trace her origin in memory. Until a long time later, the heads of the mushrooms with long slender necks under the oak trees began to emit a faint halo, and the bushes in the forest were stained with a dark green, and the night breeze blew over, bringing a bit of coolness.
The little witch shuddered, her lost eyes returning to focus.
Then she saw Zheng Qing.
"Who are you?" She straightened up nervously, opened her dark eyes, raised the small mirror in her hand and pointed at Zheng Qing, her round face was full of vigilance: "Why are you sitting next to me? ...Shhh, keep your voice down, there are so many monsters here that can eat people!"
Zheng Qing made a sob in his throat, crying and laughing.
"I'm Zheng Qing," he replied in a vague but clear voice, "I'm here to accompany you to find Mom and Dad... Do you remember those fascinating leaves on your wrist? That is a gift from me. "
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"Different from the real world."
"The biggest feature of the fantasy world is fantasy and dream."
"It is difficult to distinguish between reality and dreams when a person is half asleep and half awake, and this is the truest part of the fantasy dream."
In the deep hall of the Uzza City Museum, Elder Attar once again saw several young hunters from the You Sin Hunting Team. He sat behind the ivory-colored lecture table with a kind expression and bright eyes: "...Illusions are people The reflection of some secret thoughts in my heart. And the existence of those thoughts supports the existence of phantom dreams. When those thoughts are strong enough and supported by some powerful enough energy, the fantasy will become reality."
"So, what do you mean is that our captain went somewhere'he really wants to go"?" Xiao Xiao keenly understood the meaning behind Elder Attar's explanation.
"It is understandable." The old man nodded and glanced at the fat blue man behind Xiao Xiao.
Banner stood behind the crowd and was ‘replenishing energy’ for himself, because he was choking a bit because he was eating a little, so he just took out a small bottle of green bee.
Noting the old man's gaze, the fat man was stunned and raised the small wine bottle in his hand.
"Would you like some?" he asked politely.
The old man jumped out from behind the ivory desk with extraordinary agility, grabbed the small wine bottle, and the wrinkles on his smiling face were curved into one piece: "You're welcome...well, I haven't drunk the green tea from school in a long time. The bee is here, this taste is really unforgettable."
Several young wizards were dumbfounded~EbookFREE.me~ There was silence for a few seconds.
Xiao Xiaocai looked forward to Ai Ai, and asked another question he just wanted to ask: "Such as...If the captain goes where he wants to go, how can we find him, me?"
The old man Attar smacked his lips and sighed contentedly: "The subject of the fantasy dreamland is a dreamland that everyone is familiar with. But in addition to this ordinary dreamland, there are many individual'unique' dreamland... you can imagine They are another planet in this universe."
"Just like it is difficult for us to cross the starry sky and find that unique planet in the splendid sky. Without a clear beacon, it is also difficult for you to find that unique dream in the endless fantasy dreamland."
The hearts of the young wizards sank immediately.
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The Shantak flock reopened its wide wings and rushed into the radiant sky.
The giants of Guge made a low roar in their throats, waved the wooden sticks in their hands, and rolled the rocks between the hills. The big purple spider pressed his belly to the ground, leaned down, ready to welcome his master.
Only those ancestors who carried gifts and tributes shrank in the grass, trembling from beginning to end.
Nikita and Zhu Zhu walked out of Uzza.
A strong ancestor each flattered, crawled to the feet of the banshees, patted his chest cautiously, asked the whereabouts of the three elders, and asked how to deal with the tribute behind him.
"Return to the Enchanted Forest," the banshee stepped on the proud purple spider, lowered her eyelids, and looked at the brown mouse-like creatures crawling in the mud: "I want you to gather the ancestors of all tribes to find the day The little witch leaving the camp."
She pointed to Zhu Zhu.
The little banshee straightened her chest and showed her face to the surroundings: "Did you see it? Just look for this face!"