Chapter 43, Little White Ball is a stupid little doll
The little fish followed the gaze of the sun-chasing bird, and quickly reached out and grabbed the little white ball from the back of the hair.
"Ahhh The little white ball shrunk itself into a ball again.
Xiao Yu opened the palm of his hand, lightly tapped it, softly, inexplicably remembered the marshmallow, blinked his eyes and said with a smile: "What are you shrunk up for, come out quickly, tell me if you are the fruit of Qianyang Wood." ”
"Qianyangmu!" The little white ball jumped in her palm, and immediately there was a round little head, two short arms and two small short legs, and there was a small leaf on the round little head.
It turned out to be a white little man like cotton, but it had no facial features, no hands and feet, just like a humanoid doll made of cotton.
It jumped in the palm of Xiaoyu's hand and shouted: "Qianyangmu, Qianyangmu, where is it, take me to see it." ”
Xiao Yu pointed to Qianyangmu not far away: "Oh, it's right there." ”
"It's too far, come closer. The little doll jumped up and down on top of the little fish's head.
"Alas, you come down, I don't like someone on top of me. The little fish shook its head.
The little doll grabbed her hair firmly: "I'm not human, you go to Qianyang Muna." ”
"Then what are you?" Xiao Yu walked towards Qianyangmu angrily.
Forget it, if it's the fruit of a thousand sunwood, and it's as light as if it didn't exist, let it sit on top of your head for a while.
The little doll's voice was grandmaly, and there was a sense of pride: "I'm a very powerful elf." ”
Elf, that's not Guoluo, it's a real joy in vain.
The little fish ran to the foot of the Thousand Yang Tree, patted the trunk of the Thousand Yang Tree, and said, "See? This is the Thousand Yang Tree." ”
Unexpectedly, the little doll's voice sounded in the distance: "I forgot to tell you, I can only be three feet away from my home." ”
As soon as the little fish turned around, he saw the little doll, still jumping around on the grass, one appearing in the air and the other disappearing in the grass.
The day-to-day bird picked up the golden book on the table and ran to Xiaoyu's side, and the little doll immediately appeared on Xiaoyu's head again.
Ah, its home turned out to be this booklet.
The little fish took the golden book from the beak of the day-to-day bird, put it on the tree, the little doll jumped up the tree, stretched out her white and fat little arm and held a small branch in her arms, and kissed and kissed her round little head on it, and murmured: "My big tree has finally grown again, like, like... I haven't seen each other in years. ”
The little doll and the big tree were intimate for a while, and the little fish caught it, and when it saw the golden book in the hands of the little fish, it had an inexplicable affection for her, and as soon as the little red feather and the sun-chasing bird approached it, it would hide in the little fish's hair.
Xiaoyu pinched the small leaf on its head, gently placed it on the palm of his hand, and frowned slightly: "Didn't you say that you are a very powerful elf, how can you be afraid of the two of them." ”
The little doll jumped on the fish's ears and said to her in a breathy voice, "Because they have pointed claws and pointed teeth." ”
"You're afraid they'll eat you?"
"Hmph, I'm not afraid, no one can eat me. ”
"And what are you afraid of?"
"If I don't tell you, if you know that if I get poked and it will leak air, and it will take a month for it to fill up little by little, you will use this to threaten me. ”
The little doll spoke seriously, and the little fish listened to a black line.
This stupid little doll.
Xiao Yu bit his lip and smiled uncontrollably: "Well, I will definitely not poke you, if you don't tell me how this Qianyang Wood can bear fruit." ”
The little doll covered her mouth: "Ah, did I say I missed my mouth?"
Xiao Yu nodded on its head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, we add you, there are only three people who can speak, how can you be willing to let you leak air? Come on, let's talk about when Qianyangmu will bear fruit." ”
The little doll thought about it seriously and said, "That's early, you see that it hasn't even bloomed yet, how can you talk about the result?"
"When will it bloom?"
"That's early, you see you've just met me. ”
"What do you mean?"
"In short, it's still early, why are you in such a hurry, everything has its laws, it will bloom when it should bloom, and it will bear fruit when it should bear fruit. The little doll carried two small short hands on her back, looking like an old pedant, and paced around a few times.
Xiaoyu poked its head: "A little doll, what kind of chance is it pulling." ”
The little doll was unhappy, hugged her head and said angrily: "You said you didn't poke me, you still poked me, and I won't play with you anymore." ”
"I didn't poke you, what a stingy guy. ”
"I'm sleepy," the little doll yawned, "I'm going to sleep, don't poke me." ”
The little doll looked back at the little fish.
Xiaoyu smiled, why did he think that it stared at himself, he didn't even have facial features, and his round head couldn't tell which side was the face and the other side was the back of the head, and he actually felt that it was staring back at himself.
It's so funny, this Qianyang Island was originally only a day-by-day bird to chat, but the day-by-day bird is more serious, it's a little boring, and now there is a little doll, Xiaoyu feels that the days are starting to become interesting.
The little doll jumped into the golden book and turned into a round ball, and the little fish shook it: "You slept like this?"
"Hmm. There was a hint of sleepiness in the little doll's voice.
"Wait, wait, then tell me what this 'spiritual rise' means. ”
"Well, 'Spiritual Rise' is the beginning of all living beings. The little doll's voice was lower, Nong Nong was soft, and the little fish couldn't bear to shake it anymore.
"Then, what does this have to do with Qianyangmu?" Xiao Yu still couldn't help but ask.
"Well, you see, it's getting dark, I'm going to sleep...", the little doll said weakly.
The little fish looked at the sky, and sure enough, the sun set behind the mountain, and the only remaining trace of sunset gradually darkened.
But how to say that she sleeps and sleeps, about planting trees, she is serious, what is this "spiritual rise" for?
No matter how the little fish shakes the little white ball, the little white ball is just a small ball, look closely, there is a slight fluctuation of breathing, listen carefully, it seems that there is still snoring.
Xiao Yu wrinkled his little nose and snorted at the little white ball: "I'll poke you tomorrow." ”
Just as he was about to close the golden book, Xiao Baiqiu suddenly stretched out his legs and sat up, as if he had suddenly woken up from a startled dream, and said clearly: "Remember to bask me in the sun tomorrow, otherwise I will be sleepy all the time." ”
After saying that, he fell down violently, shrunk into a ball again, and this time he really fell asleep.
Xiaoyu opened her mouth wide, dumbfounded, and thought that Xiao Baiqiu was going to tell her something, but it turned out that she was talking about this.
What kind of ghost elf, you have to bask in the sun to wake up, and you don't need to poke it in the future, just bury it in the soil and let it sleep for a lifetime.
Xiao Yu closed the gold book angrily, and thought about whether it would crush the little white ball, so he quickly opened it and took a look, the little white ball slept well.