"Hehe, it seems that now I can only hehe. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Which god did I offend, where is this?How did I get here!" Wuhuan was very distressed, but after sleeping in class, he woke up in a tree house for some reason, it was a real tree house, the house inside the tree, the tree was still alive, and there were still buds growing on the branches by the eaves.

Wu Huan sat by the window and looked at the big and small suns in the sky, "Is this still the earth?" This is the question that Wu Huan asked himself the most after waking up. With a "s---queak", the door of the tree house was pushed open, "Little brother, you're awake, it's today's lunch, huh, you can grow up quickly when you're full" The voice fell, and a girl wearing a turquoise dress appeared at the door, fourteen or fifteen years old, with a slender figure and a hidden silhouette under the skirt. With big eyes, a cherry mouth, and two thin and pointed ears on the bridge of the nose, it is not very beautiful, but it can only be said to be delicate. As the girl entered, a natural breath poured into the small tree house as the door opened.

Wuhuan is very depressed, he is obviously eighteen years old, and when he woke up, he found that he was back to the state when he was twelve years old, although he is usually very calm, he can't say that Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his face did not change, but at least he could sit in the car and his heartbeat remained the same, but seeing his current body, he was really not calm, this is really unscientific!!

"Aya, I'll say it again, my brother is my brother, don't add a small word", someone "gritted his teeth" and said, "I know, little brother Wuhuan." It's really verbose, Aya is fourteen years old, it's right to call you little brother!" Aya put a plate of fruit on the table, and said with big eyes flashing at Wu Huan. Wuhuan was a little speechless, "Oh my God! There are really elves in this world! It's really so weak, can you take it down with one punch, do you want to try it someday." "It's the voice of some guy with a nervous disorder.

"By the way, Uncle Ou asked me to tell you just now, let you go to him after eating, he has something to find you", "Oh" ended this unnutritious conversation with the sound of "Kaz" from gnawing on fruit.

Uncle Ou is the one who picked up Wuhuan and brought him back to the village, the only blacksmith in the village. For this Uncle Ou, Wu Huan's evaluation is that this is an old man with a story about the vicissitudes of life. I can't say why, in the face of Uncle Ou, Wuhuan feels that it is dangerous, absolute danger, and a premonition for no reason. Wuhuan is very confident in his hunch, claiming to have a sixth sense more than a woman's sixth sense, as long as there is a premonition on a whim, there is absolutely nothing wrong.

After lunch, it is a plate of fruit, although Wuhuan has never seen a kind of fruit, but this fruit is really sweet, very full, very stuffy or something. Out of the tree house, along the stone path to the blacksmith shop, Wuhuan lives in the south of the village not far from the blacksmith shop in the west of the village. Looking at the scenery along the way, breathing in the absolutely unclean air of his hometown, Wuhuan always thought that he was dreaming: you saw a group of elves picking fruit in the grove, a few people sweating thicker than ordinary people with thicker arms than ordinary people chopping wood, people with big horns on their heads farming, and children with wings flying and playing in the sky.......

Oh, mygod, this can't be a different continent in the West, winged people, orcs and elves, almost all dwarves.

The village is a small village located at the foot of a large mountain, bordered by a large mountain to the west, and surrounded by a dense forest. There will be no more than 100 residents in the village, so the place is not too big, and soon Wuhuan will come to the blacksmith shop in the west of the village. The blacksmith shop is located at the west end of the village is the only place to enter the mountain, there is a vacant land within ten zhang around, and it is very empty to stand in the middle of two old-fashioned European houses, and it may be afraid of making noise to the villagers, so a few rows of big trees are specially planted in the direction of the village to do sound insulation. The blacksmith shop is actually two houses, the larger of which is a small converted workshop, which has nothing but a red stove, a dilapidated blower, a farm tool hanging all over the walls, and a middle-aged blacksmith who has been working for decades.

The blacksmith is the Uncle Ou, no one knows Uncle Ou's name, only that the villagers in the village call him Uncle Ou or Old Ou. Uncle Ou goes up the mountain every few months to look for materials, and Wu Huan was picked up by him on the road, which is also a coincidence, if Uncle Ou hadn't gone down the mountain a few days earlier, Wu Huan might have fallen into the belly of the beast in a coma.

"You're looking for me, Uncle Ou," Wuhuan asked the old blacksmith who was squatting at the door and smoking.

"How's the recovery, alien!"

"It's okay, huh...... What are you talking about?" Wu Huan said in a daze.

"Your soul breath is not conceived by this plane, I know it the first time I see you", Uncle Ou returned calmly, as if greeting him normally, "Have you eaten at noon?" "Eat." ”

"Then can I still go home!!" Wuhuan was calm and asked the question she had always wanted to know.

"Yes, but it may be difficult, now, you can't", replied indifferently, "Then can you help me?" Wu Huan looked at Uncle Ou's vicissitudes, but asked seriously with eyes that seemed to be able to see through the world.

"Yes. ”

"Thank you. ”

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