The three of them walked under the tree, and by the time the wind calmed down, he was already in the tree.

One of them reached out and pushed the curtain of leaves from the door to send the wind into a house, and then the two turned and disappeared.

Fengsheng stood in the room, dazed, and looked around, trying to figure out what was going on.

Obviously, the house was built on a tree. The wind reached out and touched the surrounding walls, the frame was made of wood and bamboo poles, wide leaves hung all over the walls, opposite the entrance was a small window, dotted with green plane leaves, under the window was a simple low wooden table, on the table rested an oil lamp, the flame of the wick jumped and jumped, emitting a dim light, next to the low table was a bed, on the bed resting a wooden pillow and a thin gray quilt, although simple, but still clean.

Just as the wind was standing there, suddenly at a loss, the curtain made of leaves rattled. He turned around and saw a girl in a blue blouse and a blue skirt standing in the doorway, holding a brown-yellow water scoop in her left hand, with some water in it, and a big earth-colored wrist in her right hand, a straw bag hanging from her wrist, her eyes were like two black gems, shining, and a shy smile on her face, like looking at a monster.

The maiden rested the ladle on a wooden shelf, and then, walking to the wooden table at the window, laid down the earthen bowl, in which were stewed wild vegetables and pieces of meat, which gave off an attractive fragrance, and in which was turmeric buckwheat cakes.

"Where is this?" asked the wind.

"I don't know. The girl smiled slightly, showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth, and replied softly.

"Don't know?"

"Hmm. The girl's face was calm, not as if she was lying to him, "I really don't know what this place is, I have never been out of here." ”

"And what's your name?"

"Wind and frost. ”

After hearing this, he was startled and hurriedly asked, "Who is the man I rescued?"

"Oh, he's 'Wind Rising', in charge of hunting. You saved him, and we are grateful. ”

After the girl left, after the wind washed her face, she sat down at the low table, eating and thinking about what had happened.

The wind rises, the wind and frost, both of them are surnamed Feng, how can it be so coincidental, is this the legendary 'Laika Valley', but the wind and frost don't know what this place is, it's ridiculous.

That's right, too!

"I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain. ”

The wind suddenly said that the people who live here don't know the name of this place, it's normal, 'Laika Valley' is the name given by outsiders.

If not, then rest for a few days and move on.

If it is 'Laika Valley', I still have to be very careful, find out the situation, implement my own plan, and also pay off this historical blood debt.

After eating, the wind lay on the bed, staring at the window of the leaves swaying in the wind, a sense of extreme exhaustion hit the whole body, the muscles of the whole body were extremely sore, and soon fell asleep.

Early the next morning, when he opened his eyes, several shrill cries rang in his ears.

"Slacker, get up. Slacker, get up. ”

The sound of the wind rubbed his eyes, and he saw that the cockatoo from yesterday was standing at the window, shouting at him, and its wings flapped a few times from time to time, making a snapping sound.

Wind sat up and waved his arm at the parrot in disgust. Just as he sat up, a little golden squirrel swooped down from the head of his bed, fled to the window, hooked its paws to the window, and looked back at him, its big tail flicking around, its mouth sniffing the leaves, and making a "hissing" sound.

The wind stood up and walked to the window, the parrot flew away, disappeared in an instant, the little squirrel also followed the branches, got into the leaves, he pushed open the window made of leaves, the fresh air, the sun shone into the house, the warm feeling, after a night of sleep, his body was well recovered.

The door curtain rang, and Fengshuang in a blue dress walked in, still with a smile on his face, "Warrior, our leader wants to see you, please come with me." ”

"Chief?" muttered to himself, "my God, what the hell is this place?"

Fengshuang didn't answer, showing a strange look, maybe she didn't know how to answer either.

Through the curtain of green leaves, out of the door, the wind looked down, it was a smooth and thick tree trunk more than ten meters high, just when he didn't know what to do, the girl next to him, grabbed his arm, gently tugged, the two of them followed the trunk, jumping, turning, soaring, jumping, flying to the open space under the tree.

On the ground in the distance, a few bare-bottomed children were chasing and fighting, climbing up the tall trees like monkeys. Under the tree, an old lady dressed in gray, with gray hair, was squatting on the ground, doing needlework in her hands.

"Well, there. Fengshuang pointed to a big tree and said, "I was brought on that big tree when the wind started yesterday.

The wind looked up, and in the light of the sun, it was a huge hemlock tree, towering into the sky, about a hundred meters, the bark of the tree was like the feathers of a gray magpie, and five or six people could only hold hands around the trunk, and in the shadow of the leaves, it was a house made of growing branches and leaves, and it was impossible to distinguish it without looking closely.

Wind and frost took the hand of the wind sound, and in the blink of an eye, it flew up to the branch like the palm of the hand.

"Come in, warrior. ”

A feeble voice came, the voice of the man from yesterday.