In the past, the dirt slope was only sixty or seventy meters to the woman, and it seemed so difficult and long in the turbulent consciousness of the wind and turmoil, and the patience had reached the limit of bearing, only to realize that it was only half the way. Shengfeng could already hear the voice of a woman sitting on the grass. Hearing that familiar voice, Shengfeng's breathing became heavy and rapid.

Two sheep, one big and one small, came up to the woman, and the woman affectionately picked up the lamb. "Shengfeng, is Brother Feng bullying you again? Don't be sad, your mother will be towards Shengfeng, Brother Feng, why don't you always take Shengfeng well? Look at how well-behaved and beautiful Shengfeng is?"

"Wang, Wang!"

Three dog barks broke the peaceful and comfortable scene here, I don't know if it was the heavy wheezing and heavy footsteps of the wind, which alarmed the big yellow dog that had been lying beside the woman, and at the same time as the bark came out, it rushed towards the wind like a storm. Shengfeng's footsteps did not stop, after entering the valley, from Sister Ruyi to Xiao Jinhua, and the little girl named Mumu, the only thing Shengfeng didn't have to worry about was this big yellow dog.

"Come back!"

The big yellow dog was about to pounce in front of Shengfeng, the woman shouted, and the attack of the big yellow dog immediately lost all momentum, and bared its teeth at Shengfeng for a while, before turning around and running back.

The woman looked back and saw Shengfeng and immediately stood up, but the lamb didn't hold it and fell on the grass. After seeing the time of Shengfeng's breath, his footsteps were not very steady, and he seemed to be impatient to run towards Shengfeng, a section of road less than twenty meters long, and he almost fell twice. The woman's expression changed, and the expression of Shengfeng was equally complicated, and her pace quickened.

"Are you a wind?"

The woman almost bumped into Shengfeng before she barely stopped, and asked in a trembling voice. It's been more than four years, almost five years, and the growth rate of Shengfeng is by no means imaginable to ordinary people, even unacceptable, and the changes are absolutely beyond imagination, and sometimes Shengfeng feels like he is about to lose his recognition. But the wind can't always surprise others too much. When I was in Sifang City, I was recognized by Ergou, and when I returned to Shengyuan City, I was recognized by Kumei again, and today it can be said that it is the longest interval, and I was recognized at a glance, and I saw through the truth of Shengfeng.

was recognized by Ergou, Sheng Feng was still full of doubts, and thought that he was not good enough in disguise, but when he was recognized by this woman, Sheng Feng couldn't say a word of complaint, and I believe that no matter how young he is, Sheng Feng will still be recognized at a glance, and there is only this woman.

Shengfeng nodded slightly. There was already a hazy light in the woman's eyes, and it wasn't getting worse and worse. Raised his hand and touched it lightly on Shengfeng's face, I don't know what I suddenly remembered, and quickly turned around and ran back. This time, her body balance was not mastered well, and it may be that her mind affected her to pay attention to the road under her feet, and she fell when she was about to run to the place where she was sitting before.

The woman did not rush to get up immediately, crawled on both knees to where she had sit, grabbed a thin whip on the grass, and then stood up.

Shengfeng had already followed behind her, and the whip in the woman's hand was raised high, and it didn't take much effort to land on Shengfeng.

"One of the things I regret the most over the years is that I have never beaten you, and I blame you for making me unable to find a reason to beat you, so that I don't know what it's like to hit a child, you lost it, I can't miss it today, I must beat you, I have to beat you, I have a wind, does it hurt you?"

The whip in the woman's hand fell to the ground, approached Shengfeng and took Shengfeng's hand, and stretched out her other hand to Shengfeng's face. She wanted to wipe away the tears of Shengfeng. Shengfeng really shed tears.

This has never appeared in Shengfeng's memory, and ten years have passed, and Shengfeng has not shed a single cry. The wooden house did not shed tears when it fell in the fire, was knocked off a cliff by Sting and almost lost his life, he did not shed tears for the rest of his life, he was chased by the fire cloak for so long, and he did not cry when his life was hanging by a thread many times. It seems that Shengfeng will not cry after being reincarnated, but at this time, tears really welled up.

Sheng Feng can't tell what kind of complexity his mood is at the moment, the soul has been suppressed for too long, and he always wants to find a way to alleviate it, but he has always been tormented without a purpose. The guidance of bringing the living wind here is like a breakthrough, just like the glimmer of life that can be seen in the Youlan Mountain back then. That glimmer of vitality has guided Shengfeng countless times to turn danger into relief, and this guidance has given Shengfeng an opportunity to vent his feelings. In the soul, all the accumulated depression in the heart burst out, not earth-shattering, and the wind was not very clear, so they all turned into tears and poured out.

"Mom's ......"

The depression flowed out with tears, and the mood was released like relief at the same time, and Shengfeng found that his heart at this moment had never been easier. The stubborn illness is gone, the knot in the heart is instantly untied, the past is sometimes confused, and there are memories of two people in the mind, concentrated on the body, I don't know how to choose my position.

The mouth is so naturally called "Mom", and Shengfeng has also found himself, so why choose it? Shengfeng is Shengfeng, and there is only one Shengfeng. Although the word mother has never been called in this life, the memory of this title in the previous life of Gu Jindao is also quite long, and Sheng Feng did not feel unspeakable strangeness at this time.

The woman was the embroidery girl Xiangchun in the valley that year, and the wooden house burned down in the fire, so Xiangchun was not buried in the fire. No wonder Shengfeng has been suppressed in his soul for several years, and the only thing Shengfeng has not experienced is sadness. Xiangchun is still alive and well, as if he has known it for a long time, so where is the sadness?

Xiangchun opened his arms to take Shengfeng into his arms, Shengfeng grew up, more than a head taller than her, no longer like when he was a child, he could protect Shengfeng in his arms, or hugged Shengfeng tightly. She had waited too long for Shengfeng to call out the word mother, and she didn't hear it until ten years late, and she couldn't restrain her mood uncomfortably, and her tears were like springs like Shengfeng.

Shengfeng hugged his mother, Xiangchun cried very willfully in his arms, her emotions have been suppressed for several years since the fire in the wooden house, whether it is a stubborn illness or obsession at this moment, tears not only represent sadness, but also the joy that is being generated little by little in her heart, and is still growing in momentum. Sheng Feng didn't want to let go of his emotions too much, probably because he had the memory of the ancient golden knife for more than 2,000 years, and his head was raised very high, but he still couldn't stop the tears from slipping.

Tears of the wind slid down and fell on the woman's head, and the woman's little flower hat fell to the ground as soon as she fell. The big yellow dog didn't know what was going on, the owner became excited like he had never seen before, and he couldn't hear the sadness in his cry, and kept circling around the woman and Shengfeng, making a humming and chirping sound that wanted the woman to pay attention to it, and when he didn't get a response, he pushed it on the woman's body and rubbed gently, as long as the woman gave an order, it was ready to give Shengfeng a bite immediately.

"Aunt Xiangchun, Mu Mu is here to help you herd the sheep!"

The immature child's voice was accompanied by a very loud sound, but the roar of the tiger could be heard with joy. The big yellow dog, which had been eager to try, suddenly fell down in fright, all parts of its body were close to the ground, and the dog's head was buried in the grass and did not move.

The little golden flower drew a golden light, and the dozens of meters long dirt slope that had exhausted the wind before, the little golden flower actually flew over, and after landing, it pounced on the sheep who were leisurely gnawing on the grass.

Little Goldenflower didn't open her mouth to the sheep, and she gave up the same speed as she flew when she jumped over the dirt slope. Here she becomes a big tiger that is worse than ordinary tigers, and her flexible body runs close to every sheep. While still listening to the girl named Mumu who was still riding on her neck, commanded.

The little golden flower appeared, the wind and the woman's emotions were disrupted, and the tears of joy came and went quickly, and they were stopped by raising the back of their hands and wiping them.

Sheng Feng still remembered that he had heard Xiao Jinhua's voice, which was also a female voice, and he couldn't help but wonder at this time. Xiao Jinhua is already a mouthful, so Xiao Jinhua is not an ordinary beast, what level will she be? Being used as a mount by Mu Mu, what is Mu Mu's identity? Why can Mu Mu's little feet ignore his body protection true element?

At this time, seeing Xiao Jinhua pounce on the sheep, Sheng Feng thought that his judgment of Xiao Jinhua might be a little high. Little Jinhua's posture is indeed shocking and powerful, but her majesty in action is not as Shengfeng expected.

The doubts in Sheng Feng's heart appeared, and he was immediately hit by the next discovery. The little golden flower is so powerful, she pounced on the sheep, and the owner of the sheep, that is, the mother Xiangchun, who is angry, does not see the slightest panic, and there is a doting smile on her face. There is also the big yellow dog around him, grinning unconvinced by the raw wind, at this time like a dead dog, he just wants others to treat it as non-existent.

Look at those sheep again, the law of the weak and the strong is pursued in nature, the tiger is already at the top, and the sheep are not at the bottom, they are also in a weak position, and in the eyes of the tiger is food. What happens to a flock of sheep when it encounters a tiger? It is impossible to hope that the sheep will have the ability to resist the herd and attack it, and the only thing they can do is to let Shengfeng see that the only option is to flee for their lives. Unfortunately, this is a valley surrounded by mountains with no way out, and it is only a matter of time before one or two hundred sheep are eaten by the little golden flower.

Sheng Feng saw that the truth was by no means what he imagined. First of all, Xiao Jinhua didn't come to eat sheep, and secondly, these sheep didn't feel too obviously panicked, and they couldn't see a sheep fleeing for their lives. So what are they doing? Mu Mu said that he was here to herd sheep, and here from Xiaojinhua to Mu Mu, and then to the one or two hundred sheep are all acting, and Xiangchun is the audience, and now there is another style of watching the play.