Vol 5 Chapter 259: Waking up

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Who is he?
Where is this?
Am I looking for father and mother?
The little witch grabbed the small mirror in her hand and lay it across her chest, watching the red robe slanted among the mushroom bushes with alert, her mind went blank.
She can't remember what she did yesterday, where she went, or where she came from or where she was going. She only remembered that her home was in a big, warm house. Outside the house, there were tall beech trees, a spacious playground, soft green lawns, golden sunlight, and wizards, uncles, aunts, and brothers in various robes. Sisters.
She raised her head and glanced at the sky through the gap between the oak leaves.
The sun here is pale and cold. The sun just appeared, and the sky could still see a few stars blinking-just after the little witch looked up at the sky for a short while, she saw the stars go out one by one, as if by the wind It was blown out.
My name is Zhu Si.
I am looking for father and mother.
The thoughts in her mind gradually became clear, and finally the little witch's eyes were no longer confused. However, the guy in the red robe beside him is still a problem.
The wizard was slanted in the mushroom bush, his eyes closed tightly, frowning even in his sleep.
She didn't remember who he was, but looked a little familiar with his figure.
Maybe it's a kind passerby, Zhu Si thought secretly, maybe he thought he was pitiful yesterday, so he left himself for dinner? Maybe I would invite myself to drink a small glass of milk or juice.
It's just that the little witch touched her shriveled pocket with a look of embarrassment on her face.
She has no good food or heavy gold for him.
On her wrist, there are still a few fascinating wood leaves, strung with a red string and enchanted. But those leaves have lost their magical effect, and are worthless except for a little memorial.
Next to the mushroom bush, under the oak tree, there is a big blanket with beautiful hairpins and headdresses. The clean white porcelain plate was filled with sweet bread. Several sugar cats lay lazily on the bread. The icing sugar on their bodies melted in the morning mist, revealing a translucent luster.
Zhu Si quietly swallowed.
She looked at the red robe in her sleep, and then at the rich food on the blanket.
"You can't finish it."
The little witch murmured, unfolding her handkerchief. She didn't take the puffs that smelled so sweet, and turned a blind eye to the sugar cats who were waving their tails and claws at her in the dessert plate. She just carefully wrapped a few pieces of white bread. And a small bottle of orange juice has been opened.
"When I find Mom and Dad, I'll come back and pay you back." Zhu Si whispered, with some anxiety and guilt, quietly got up, took her little baggage, raised her hood, and prepared to slip away.
Then a little mouse wearing a pointed wizard hat fell out of her hood and landed on a large mushroom umbrella.
Squeak!
The mouse screamed, and the little matchstick-like wand in his hand waved vigorously, throwing out a golden spark, very beautiful. The spark fell on the mushroom's umbrella cover and burned a yellow spot.
It was Zhu Si's action that screamed faster than it.
The little witch raised the small mirror in her hand as the sparks rushed from the tip of the wand, and covered the Mr. Mouse wearing the pointed wizard hat with the mirror light.
"Who are you?" she asked calmly.
The mouse waved the magic wand in his hand and pulled out a bunch of sticks and flowers, as if performing on a stage, but turned a blind eye to the little witch's question.
Zhu Si glanced at the mouse wizard, then looked at the wizard who was sleeping in the mushroom bush with a frown, thoughtfully: "Are you with him?"
The mouse was still playing with its wand there, only this time it added a gesture of taking off its cap to thank you.
"I'm sorry to disturb you...but I'm going to find Mom and Dad, so I won't play with you." The little witch put away the small mirror in her hand, apologized to the little mouse in a low voice, and then stepped on her tiptoe and stepped on the dawn. , Turned and walked towards the depths of the oak forest.
Behind her.
The mouse wizard put on the pointed wizard hat again, leaned on her wand, and stumbled after him.
Behind the shade of the trees, the ancestors slapped their and the birds squeaked when they got up, which was the accompaniment of the little witch's hike.
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When Zhu Si quietly left in the morning light.
Zheng Qing is witnessing various winds in his dreams.
To be precise, it was a dream in a dreamland—he wasn't sure if he was still in the land favored by Hasta, or even if he was still in a dreamland.
The only certainty is the wind.
Cold wind, warm wind, mountain breeze, sea breeze, spring breeze, east wind, wind blowing over the tip of the leaves on the grassland, wind passing through the treetops in the woods, caught in the salty, free and unrestrained wind, rushing to the sky and breaking through The wind of heavy clouds.
All kinds of winds whirled and roared, or like a whip, struck him hard; or like a pair of small hands, gently stroking his face; or like Mr. Zhang's face, instructive With.
Mr.
Thinking of her husband's face, Zheng Qing in the crowd suddenly stunned.
He vaguely felt that he had forgotten something.
At the end of the group of winds, out of the sight of the wizard, there is a seedling, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye in the cheers and singing of the group of winds.
One leaf, two leaves, three leaves.
One branch, two branches, three branches.
Winds of similar nature but different faces blew from a distance, fell on the seedling, and disappeared. Every wisp of wind will make the seedling grow.
With less and less wind, the seedlings grow bigger and bigger.
Gradually grow into a small tree from the budding state. Although it is not too high, looking from a distance, it gives people a feeling of standing upright.
The green leaves are hung on the delicate branches. There are not many leaves, the number is still less than fifty, but they are like little open hands, helping the little tree to support the world.
When the last ray of wind disappeared from the tree, the whole world was suddenly empty.
There was a crisp, continuous breaking sound from the sky, and golden nets and complicated runes could be seen sliding across the sky, like meteorites falling from the sky, with a long burning tail behind them~www.mtlnovel .com~Zheng Qing raised his head and stared blankly at this as if the end of the world, but also like a scene of a new born in the wild.
The appearance of that little tree was reflected in the sky.
It waved its branches, as if proclaiming its own growth.
After a long time, the young wizard suddenly realized that this is the deepest world of his soul, and that little tree is a seed that has just sprouted not long ago.
When Zheng Qing woke up from the bottom of his heart, a huge attraction threw his consciousness from the sea of ​​consciousness from the outside to the inside. Zheng Qing once again experienced the feeling of falling from the sky.
In the oak forest, among the mushrooms.
The sleeping young wizard was agitated, and sat up straight, fleeing the ancestors who had been watching.
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