The dirt road was very quiet, except for the bursts of forest and the occasional birdsong, only the slight footsteps of him. Although the breeze was blowing in his face, the dust was not raised under his feet. After walking along the dirt road, it was only a meal, and I had already crossed a mountain beam. After walking for a while, a small flat field appeared in front of me, and the fields were turned over one by one, and some vegetables were neatly planted in each ridge. At the end of the field are two fruit groves, one peach and one plum. Han Yiming saw the fruit hanging on the tree, and suddenly remembered that there was such a fruit forest not far from the door, and his heart was sad, and his eyes were sour, and his eyes blurred in an instant. He sighed, withdrew his eyes, and looked in a different direction.

There are three huts in this direction, which stand at the end of the field. The three huts are not even painted in white plaster, so they are very simple and inconspicuous. Han Yiming took a few steps forward, and a fat back appeared in the corner of the room. The figure was fat and tall, dressed in a gray suit, with his back to him, his head bowed and muttering to himself. Suddenly, a little girl's head poked out in front of the figure and looked at her.

The little girl had a pair of horns combed on her head, her cheeks were as bright as apples, she was holding a peach that was not yet red in one hand, and there were traces of her bite on the peach, at this time she no longer bit the peach, and a pair of big black eyes emerged from the fat figure and looked Han Yiming up and down. It was the little girl Han Yiming saw in front of Cuiwei Hall, and her other little hand was still tightly grasping the corner of the fat figure's clothes. Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a cold on the top of his head, a drop of water fell on the top of his head, and before he could raise his hand to wipe it, another drop of water fell on his chest, Han Yiming was about to say, "It's raining." And he saw a small cloud of gray drifting away from the top of his head, and drifted towards the little girl.

It was a small gray mass the size of two palms together, dripping down with water that floated past the fat figure and was invisible. Han Yiming was surprised, walked forward, walked to the side of the man, and saw the man's hands held in front of his chest, and the thick thumb, index and middle fingers of his hands were facing the small gray mass, and he was chanting words in his mouth. The small gray blob was resting on his chest, sprinkling water downward. Han Yiming suddenly remembered what Gu Qingquan said to him, "Senior Brother Ding", this cloud was really the smallest he had ever seen, if it flew into the sky, I was afraid that no matter how good my eyesight was, it would be difficult to find its trace. Only at the moment, this smallest cloud is raining on two pale blue leaves on the ground.

After a while, Ding Wu moved his hands forward, and the cloud drifted forward with bits and pieces of raindrops, raining on a clump of vermilion blades of grass. He ignored everything around him and focused on the clouds. Han Yiming looked at the clouds for a moment, then turned to Ding Wu. I saw that his face was broad and broad, his two eyebrows were very thick, the tails of his eyebrows were scattered and drooping, a pair of small eyes stared at the small cloud, and a big mouth opened and closed slightly under a fleshy nose.

The little cloud sprinkled another shower of raindrops, and the color became lighter and white, but with a hint of gray in the white. I only heard Ding Wudao: "Oh, you have worked hard, go back, thank you." As if thanking someone, Han Yiming couldn't hear any of the words he said before, but he heard this sentence clearly. The tiny cloud suddenly floated into the sky and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Ding Wu lowered his head again and chanted silently for a while, then raised his head. Seeing Han Yiming standing not far away, he said, "You are a new junior disciple, I have never seen you." Han Yiming gave a salute and said, "Senior Brother Ding." Ding Wudao: "Where are you going?" Han Yiming said: "I'll walk everywhere." Ding Wudao: "Are you going to the Colorful Lake? When I first came, I also loved going there." Oh, if you go alone, you will be startled by the little girl. Let Ruxin accompany you. The little boy likes to scare the newcomers for fun, and I have seen several brothers and sisters who are scared by it. Han Yiming saw that he was really as sincere as Gu Qingquan said, so he said: "Thank you Senior Brother Ding, I'll go by myself, and I won't be bothered by Senior Brother Ruxin." ”

Ding Wudao: "Hey, no, the little boy will frighten you." Squatted down and said to the little girl: "Ruxin, you go with him, the little boy still listens to you, you go and see it, don't let it frighten the new junior brother." Han Yiming was a little surprised, he thought that Ruxin was also a senior brother, but he didn't know that it was this little girl. Ruxin looked at Ding Wu with big eyes and took a bite of the peach in his hand. Ding Wu picked her up and coaxed her with good words: "It's like Xin, he is a new junior brother, and the little boy is waiting to scare him." Come back, I'll make you colorful flower cakes to eat, and you go with him, so that Uncle Seven's strange flowers and trees won't be trampled on. Ruxin took another bite of the peach in his hand, looked at him while chewing, and nodded.

Han Yiming saw that Ruxin's face was full of childishness, and Ding Wu coaxed and coaxed her, so he said, "Senior brother, I can go alone." Ding Wu said to him: "Senior brother, you wait a minute, I'll bring you something." After that, he didn't wait for Han Yiming to speak again, so he carried Ruxin into the house and left Han Yiming in place. After a while, he came out of the house, holding Ruxin in his right hand and a bamboo basket in his left hand, came to the front, handed it to Han Yiming and said, "These are two packs of food, and the small one is a bag of snacks, if you and Ruxin are hungry, you will eat some." The big bag is what the little guy likes, you feed the little guy. It's the most gluttonous, and if you feed it, it remembers you. Han Yiming took it, it was very heavy, and inside the bamboo basket were two bags of things wrapped in lotus leaves, one large and one small. Ding Wu put Ruxin on the ground and said to him: "You just have to go, don't care about Ruxin." She will go by herself, if you call her, just call her Ruxin. ”

As soon as Ruxin landed, he took a step forward and walked forward. Han Yiming hurriedly thanked Ding Wu, carried the bamboo basket, and followed behind. The two walked on the path, one in front of the other. Han Yiming saw that Ruxin was only four or five years old, and was worried that she was too young and weak to walk. But unexpectedly, she walked as if her feet did not touch the ground, and she was extremely light. She is not like herself at all, she is heavy and embarrassed, she is like a butterfly, always walking in front gently and skillfully, neither fast nor slow, always three steps away from Han Yiming. After walking for a while, Han Yiming was already panting like a cow, his mouth was dry, and the bamboo basket in his hand became heavier and heavier. I had to say: "Ruxin, let's, let's take a break." Ruxin turned around in front of him and stopped, Han Yiming had already sat down on the ground.