More than ten years ago, there was a tourist village near Dongling Kingdom on the Mitian Continent.

Autumn is high and crisp, next to the forest stream, there is a little girl lying on the bank of the white stone, wearing a wide white shirt and gray linen trousers, a young face hidden under the unkempt black short hair, the bridge of the nose is beautiful, the water chestnut is thin, and there is a beauty groove in the center of the chin, revealing a bit of heroic and sharp.

The birds in the forest chirped incessantly, and the girl closed her eyes and turned a deaf ear. The breeze blows, and hundreds of birds fly into the sky in flocks. Suddenly, the girl opened her eyes and looked into the distance, her lips moved slightly:

"One, two, three, four......"

With a snap, a pebble was thrown from across the stream and landed beside the little girl, who spoke:

"I'm not going over, you guys go play by yourself, don't hurt the red luan, I saw four red luans mixed in the flock of birds, you must not hunt birds and make trouble today." With that, the girl closed her eyes again, and could not tell whether she was asleep or awake.

The children on the other side obviously listened to the little girl's words, and a few days ago, everyone overheard that a Hongluan spirit beast had come to inhabit this forest, and they all wanted to see the appearance of this ancient spirit beast, and they were very excited.

However, the red luan bird is alert and alert by nature, and often mingles with other flocks when it is young, which is their most unsightly stage, resembling a sparrow, with brown and gray feathers, and a small handful of dark red feathers on the top of the head, which is difficult for ordinary people to distinguish.

"It's all to blame on Lei Luo, this mouthy guy! I knew I wouldn't even tell him. The girl complained in her heart.

The children ran into the woods, and the girl was the only one left by the stream.

"Uh...... That one...... Are you Sanskrit?" A timid voice came from a few meters behind the girl, and it was also a little girl who looked like she was five or six years old. The round white and tender little face, flushed, a pair of big watery eyes looked a little overwhelmed, the corners of the eyes were slightly downward, a little aggrieved, obedient and cute, obviously took the initiative to speak, so that she used all her strength.

No one answered.

The little girl took a few more steps, and came closer to the lying little girl, almost beside her.

"Hello...... Are you Sanskrit?" This time the voice was quieter, and there was some fear and nervousness.

"Who are you?" said the girl lazily as she opened her eyes and looked at the unfamiliar face next to her.

"My name is Yaya, I just moved to this town, my father is packing up the new house, I have nowhere to go, my neighbor uncle next door asked me to come to the creek to find children to play with, he said that I can find a little girl named Fifth Sanskrit. ”

"I am. ”

Looking at each other, not knowing what to say, Sanskrit was obviously too lazy to move, still staring blankly at the sky. The little girl was embarrassed and didn't know what to do, and stood aside at a loss.

"Where are you from?" Sanskrit sat up, holding her hands on her body, her clear and moving apricot eyes sparkling.

The little girl was stunned and didn't speak for a long time.

"Why don't you speak?" reminded Sanskrit.

"Oh!" said the little girl, "I don't know, from far away. "The little girl has a clean and cute ponytail, and she is a little thin and short compared to children of the same age.

"So you're also tourists?" asked Sanskrit.

"What is a tourist?"

Sanyin raised her eyebrows and replied: "A tourist is a person who has no fixed nationality, region, or residence." Everyone settled together, and it slowly became a village. ”

"I don't know, I only live with my father," the little girl paused and continued, "and there is nothing else. ”

The two of them were stunned and didn't know what to say, and passed quietly for some time.

"Go back? Or go to the other side of the river, there are a lot of friends over there. ”

"I miss my dad. ”

"Then I'll go back with you. ”

"Thank you. ”

The two girls walked on the gravel path in the middle of the village, each of them carefully selected, and they were beautifully sunset. Not far from the road stood two young men, talking familiarly.

After walking forward for a while, the little girl quickened her pace.

"Dad. Yaya cried out happily.

One of the men turned his head, in a green robe and an elegant face, dressed neatly and slightly old-fashioned, and smiled warmly at his daughter.

"I'm back. Yaya ran to her father's side and happily took her father's hand.

Another young man also turned his head at the same time, with phoenix eyes and eyebrows, a straight nose, thin water chestnut lips, and a wheat color complexion, handsome and extraordinary. Dressed in a simple white shirt and neat gray linen trousers, he has a slender figure. At Sanskrit, his lips moved slightly, and then he laughed.

"Lazy girl. ”

Fanyin stroked his short and unkempt hair with his hands, pulled down a few grass seedlings from it, stuck out his tongue at him, and did not speak.

"Fanyin, this is Uncle Ya Qingshan, and Ya Ya is his daughter. When Fanyin approached, the man introduced her.

"Hello. ”

"Qingshan, this is my daughter Fanyin. Sanskrit stood quietly beside her father.

"Brother Xiaoyao, Ling Qianjin really has your demeanor, but at a young age, she can see that she is smart and heroic, and she looks very much like you and your sister-in-law, which is really likable. Aoyama gently praised Sanskrit, and from the bottom of his heart, he liked this dexterous niece who met for the first time.

"This girl, she is used to being free and casual on weekdays, how can she be as well-behaved and sensible as Yaya, don't praise her. "The Fifth Escape.

"Don't talk outside, the children should be hungry, go back to the house to eat!" A beautiful young woman came out of the house, it was Fanyin's mother Lin Yue'er. Her soft wavy long hair compliments her round little face, and both mother and daughter have a delicate beauty tip in their hair.

A few people talked and laughed into the house, and the houses in the whole village were made of wood, with different shades of color, and flowers and green grass were planted in the attics of every house.

After the meal, the adults were catching up, and the two children came to rest in the open space in front of the courtyard, and they didn't have anything to say to each other, and they looked at the stars together.

"Mom, Yaya doesn't have a mother?" When Qingshan's father and daughter left, their mother was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and Fanyin ran over and asked.

"Yes, poor boy. ”

"How did her mother not have one?"

"I heard that I was sick and was gone. Kids, don't worry so much, go upstairs and go to bed. ”

"Mom, I'm not young, I'm about to be 9 years old. With that, he swooped upstairs. Lin Yue'er smiled but did not speak.

When I passed by the study, I saw the light on inside, and Xiaoyao was looking through an old book by the bookshelf. Sanskrit tiptoed in. Xiaoyao's body was slightly sideways, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly.

"Yin'er. ”

"Found out again!" Sanskrit pouted, unconvinced.

"If you want to hide it from me, wait another twenty or thirty years!" Xiaoyao's face was extremely handsome, with a wheat complexion and sharp edges. Although Sanskrit is only 8 years old, she can already see that her appearance is very similar to her father, especially the chin with a beauty groove, which is different. "But you're getting better at reading lips!" said the father, looking back.

Sanskrit raised his chin and became proud. She was born with an eye that neither of her parents had.

"What's the matter with you coming up to me?"

"I didn't, I just saw the door open and came and looked. ”

"Want to ask Yaya's mother about it?"

"Hmm......" Sanskrit muttered embarrassedly.

"When you become good friends, ask her yourself. Okay?"

Fanyin looked into her father's eyes, nodded, and went back to sleep.

It was late in the night, and Fanyin turned over in the small room in his attic. A dark shadow flashed in front of her house. She scrambled to her feet from the bed and ran to the window to look out. Sanskrit is young, but his spiritual power is already outstanding.

"Dad, it's so late, where is Dad?" Fanyin rolled his eyes, quickly got dressed, opened the window, jumped from the second floor. Tiptoe to the ground, like a dragonfly dotting water, quiet and silent. Dodging left and right, following behind Dad.

The fifth Xiaoyao quickly left the village and walked towards the mountains in the distance. Fanyin chased after her, seeing that she was left behind, but fortunately, she was born with eagle eyes, looking at thousands of meters, measuring everything, even if she fell with her father, she was not very panicked.

Fifth, there is no wind under the feet, fast as a cloud, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the deep mountains and old forests. He stopped, his long body standing in the moonlight. I only heard him open his teeth lightly and said in a deep voice: "Get out!"