"What's wrong? What do you say? Found a spot? ”

"I found it, but this card seems a little weird." Big J said that he was about to put away the cards.

At this time, Liao Lao Er snatched the card over: "Is this talking about me?" Red 2, does this mean that I may have a bloody disaster, or even die? ”

Xie Xun listened to Liao Laoer's words, and couldn't help but comfort: "Don't say that, 2 doesn't necessarily mean you Liao Laoer, it may also represent 2 people." ”

"That means two people will die?" Unexpectedly, Xie Xun's comfort backfired, and Liao Er's expression became more serious, "Brother Xie, you said you came to protect Ah Yuan, right?" I, Liao Er, thank you again! ”

As he spoke, Liao Lao Er was about to kneel down, but was stopped by Xie Xun: "What are you thinking about, isn't this big J still not saying anything?" ”

After Xie Xun finished speaking, everyone's eyes shifted to Big J.

Big J's face at the moment is not very good-looking, he thought silently for a while, and then said: "I don't know very well, it shouldn't be this card, but you two don't think so much, it's not necessarily a bad thing, let's go into the tower first." ”

Big J's specious words made the others present more concerned.

However, they had already arrived here, and naturally they were prepared for the possibility of danger, so no one offered to go home.

Big J saw that the others had no objections, so he led everyone all the way forward in the order of the cards. Then he stopped in front of a green belt.

"Wait a minute."

Big J said, throwing the card into the air again, and the card floated again.

But just when Big J was about to reach out for the card, Xie Xun only felt that something was slammed on his back, and the whole person crashed into Big J's divination array, and then he seemed to have penetrated a certain space and fell straight into the black abyss.

When Xie Xun regained consciousness a little, he suddenly felt as if he had been teleported into some indescribable space.

He was on a vast grassland at the moment, but he couldn't see himself, as if he was just watching a amorous movie from God's point of view.

Before his eyes, there was a gust of wind. Freely. Leisurely, blowing from one end of the grassland to the other every day, there is nothing between heaven and earth that can restrain this gust of wind, it is the most free on the grassland. The happiest existence.

One day. The wind is tired of playing. Rest in a barren hollow. Inadvertently, Feng'er saw that there was a small house in this desolate place, and the house was boxy. Airtight, it had no windows, only a tightly closed door.

This unexpected discovery aroused Feng'er's curiosity, and it crept to the front of the house, peering in through the crack in the heavy door. There was nothing in the room, except for a pair of closed eyes.

The room was dark, dark and oppressive, but Feng'er sneaked in through the slightly open crack in the door, and circled around the eyes, wondering what kind of existence it was.

However, at this moment, his eyes suddenly opened, and he looked up at the crack in the door, and then closed it again. His action frightened the wind, and it flew out of the world that did not belong to it.

From then on, whenever the wind got tired of playing, or when it didn't want to fly anymore, it would come to this little hut and circle around the boxy wall. Sometimes the wind thinks, if I keep turning like this, will the edges and corners here be smoothed out by itself?

So the wind turned even more happily. I even forgot what attracted me to this place I didn't like in the first place.

As the years passed, Feng'er began to wonder why the door of the hut never opened, so it once again mustered up the courage to go inside.

This time, it looked very closely, and it turned out that there was a man sitting inside, who was motionless like a statue, and only the occasional blink of his eyes proved that he was alive.

This discovery made Feng'er excited, but the man only looked up slightly at the crack in the door in front of him, and then closed his eyes again.

Feng'er was not happy, it ran around the house desperately, screaming, even Feng'er himself could hear the sound of "whirring", but the man did not react in the slightest, and even when Feng'er boldly lifted his long hair, he just sat motionless. The wind was really angry, and it scurried out of this place that didn't belong to it.

However, when he was tired of playing, Feng'er would still run to this place in circles, and it still hadn't seen the door open, so Feng'er became angry with himself, and he began to hit the nasty door with his body every day.

However, this tug-of-war has been lost from the very beginning.

Until one day, when the wind flew across the grassland and ran after the sun, it saw a herd of wild horses playing, they chased each other and neighed at each other, all of which made the wind envious.

That evening, when the wind came to the little hut again, it suddenly knew why, for the wind was invisible, and no one could see it, no matter how much it moved.

The wind cried, and it was puzzled, why could its existence never be seen by others, why could it not be seen like a horse?

So, Feng'er found the god of heaven and listened to Feng'er's request, and the god comforted the sad child, and then he asked Feng'er, do you really want to be a horse?

Feng'er said with certainty, yes.

The god was silent, he glanced at Feng'er with a firm gaze in front of him with pity, and then sighed helplessly.

So there is one less wind in this world and one more beautiful wild horse.

Feng'er was so excited about her transformation that she wanted to be the first to let the people in the little hut know.

The horse galloped to the hut and chirped, knowing that now the people in the house could see it, and its voice was unusually excited, but the door was still not opened.

The horse felt that it had been deceived, so it ran into the hut as hard as it had done before, but it forgot that it was now a horse, not the wind.

The first time the horse saw its own blood, it also knew for the first time that it would be hurt, and it wanted to cry, but it didn't know how to express the horse's sadness.

It was at this moment that the door finally opened, and the people of the house went out for the first time, and when he saw the wounded and bleeding horse, he seemed to have some pity, and he took some strips of cloth and bandaged the wounds.

Looking at the person who treated his wounds, the horse was very moved, sure enough, it was right to become a horse, didn't someone already see me? (To be continued......)