Chapter 41: Dreaming of the White Tiger Again
"Hey, wake up, do you hear me?"
"You can't sleep, you can't wake up if you sleep again, you wake up"
“……”
On the endless glacier, the thrush called the little white tiger under the ice again and again, it was very curious how the little white tiger could be trapped in the ice in the center of the silver glacier, the little white tiger was so pitiful, I hope the little white tiger can hear its call and wake up quickly and break free from the ice.
Chu Yun'er looked at Yiqiē in front of her calmly, this time she was no longer panicked, she knew that she had entered this strange dream again, the difference was that this time she was not a thrush, just a transparent phantom, she couldn't see herself but could see the Qiē around her.
Surrounded by a silvery white glacial world with no end in sight, overhead is a clear light blue sky, and clouds of snow-white clouds hang in it, except for the clear, immature voice of the thrush, the world is quiet as if there is no zài.
She could understand the birds, she heard the thrush calling the little white tiger under the ice, it seemed to be cold on the ice, the thrush stomped its feet alternately on the ice, and the heat dissipated in the air as soon as it opened its mouth.
The little white tiger lay quietly in the ice, deaf to the call of the thrush, without any movement, the long eyelashes like a fan cast two silhouettes under the forehead, the pink nose is tender and tender, very cute, the hair on the whole body is snow-white, like the snow covered by heavy snow in the front yard, crystal clear. Who the hell trapped it here, the poor thrush was so persistent in trying to wake it up that his voice was a little hoarse. Chu Yun'er really wanted to tell the thrush to give up, it was obvious that this little white tiger was dead, and the little white tiger would not wake up even if it shouted out its voice.
The thrush could not stand the biting cold of the ice, and once again flew low around the ice. When it stopped above the eyes of the little white tiger again, it excitedly shouted "You are awake, you are awake...... " It flapped its two wings and lay on the top of the little white tiger's head, staring at the slightly trembling eyelids in the ice in surprise and expectation.
The little white tiger trembled its eyelids a few times, and finally opened its misty eyes, the blood-red eyes, like a raging flame, made people shudder, the thrush's surprised expression froze, it took two steps back in panic, and stared at the blood-red eyes that were about to overflow with some surprise, and the heart was suddenly cold, sinking to the bottom.
The blood red faded, revealing a pair of dark eyes, dim, like a patient on the verge of death, with empty eyes full of despair.
The expression of surprise appeared in the thrush's eyes again, and she walked excitedly in front of the little white tiger, found a place so that the little white tiger could see its position clearly, and said cautiously: "You are awake"
The little white tiger's eyes did not fluctuate for a long time, and it stared at the clear black eyes of the thrush, confined to a sluggishness.
Thrush tilted his head, looked curiously at the little white tiger's blackened eyes, and said happily: "Your eyes can change, they were red just now, and now they are black."
The little white tiger still didn't have any response, it stared at the thrush up and down with cold eyes, and listened to the thrush chirping the name of the glacier with an expressionless face.
Over time, it got used to the noise of the thrush.
"Xiaobai, Xiaobai......" thrush gave it a name called Xiaobai, it shouted the name "Xiaobai" while flying freely above it, it looked forward to the thrush from the glacier to bring it has not seen the flowers, see the thrush chattering about the picked flowers on the glacier while singing, while flying happily, its body can not move, the eyes will follow the thrush's figure, it seems to be infected by the thrush's simple happiness, the dull eyes began to have light, the eyes have a joyful smile, I was always looking forward to the appearance of the thrush in my mind.
I don't know how long it took, suddenly one day came two people eight feet tall and wearing white armor, they stood on the white clouds and floated in the air, one of them threw a disc-shaped gold disc on the ice that trapped the little white tiger, only to hear a bang, the ice splashed more than three meters high, a few zhang wide air waves, the thrush was pushed a few feet away by the air waves, turned over a few heels before falling on the ice.
The entire glacier seemed to be shaking, and in the center of the qi wave, the little white tiger felt like a force pulling its body, and a sharp pain that ripped its heart and lungs and peeled off its bones and skin made it roar in pain.
The wave of air dissipated, and the little white tiger opened its eyes, and was pleasantly surprised to find that it was lying on the ice, and it was released from the ice confinement. It staggered to its feet, searched around with excited eyes, and finally saw a small body lying on the ice a few feet away, the thrush that had been with it for thousands of years, calling it Xiaobai, while circling around its body, its wings spread out and leaning motionless on the ice.
"Whew......" it roared worriedly, trying to run over to see the thrush, but its body involuntarily took off, and it was getting farther and farther away from the ice, it struggled with all its might, and kept waving its limbs in the air, but it still couldn't get down.
"Woo...... "It kept yelling and struggling, but to no avail.......
The thrush was finally awakened by the roar of the little white tiger, and the powerful air flow generated when the ice forbidden spell was lifted shocked its wings, and it couldn't fly, so it used its wings to support its body, raised its head, which was still a little dizzy, and shouted to the little white tiger that was getting farther and farther away from the sky: "Xiaobai, Xiaobai...... Where are you going, woo woo ......"
The immature and mournful cries of the thrush sounded on the silent glacier, and the little white tiger looked sadly at the small figure that was getting farther and farther away, watching the thrush shake its stump wings and rise and fall on the ice but still could not fly. There was a sudden pain in the chest, and the heart that had been calm suddenly gushed out countless hatreds, the past and the future, all the scenes were reproduced in the mind, it was loyal to the Lord, but it was strangled by the master, extracted the tiger's back, the war subsided, and it was trapped in the ice purgatory by the Yellow Emperor, full of thought that it had survived 10,000 years, and the lifting of the forbidden spell could be with the thrush to find a carefree place to accompany him for life, but he didn't expect to be separated forever, why? It is not convinced, why does fate play such a trick on it? Someday, it will become a party that will not let anyone control their own destiny. Thrush, maybe goodbye, maybe we'll see you again.
The sad eyes of the little white tiger slowly closed, and a drop of clear tears slipped from the corner of his eyes, and the clear and transparent tears fell on the ice surface, creating an ice nest the size of a teardrop.
Two people in white armor led the white tiger until they came to a white pillar that towered into the clouds, and the silver-white pillar of Babel could not see the root, nor could it see the top.
"Just throw it down here, and here is the Yellow Spring Sea," one of them said.
The other person raised his hand, and the body of the little white tiger floating in the air slowly moved outside the pillar with his hand, he withdrew his hand, and the little white tiger fell suddenly, and the moment before the fall, it opened its eyes again, and its desolate eyes looked back deeply in the direction where the thrush was......