Chapter 209: Elf

Feng Er helped me bandage it and went to work on something else, and as soon as I went out, I bumped into the ink.

"Xiaobai! You're willing to die! You're already ......" Shui Mo glared when he saw my arm wrapped in gauze, "Fuck, you shouldn't be going to make a private order!" Get you back! Are you still holding a grudge against the animal world that I ran away with Zhuo Jing first? You're so stingy! ”

"It's all last year, what kind of grudge do you remember?"

"And how did you get it? On the first day of the new year, you will be red this year. ”

"It's just a scratch." I asked, "What about Zhuo Jing?" ”

Shui Mo squinted at me, "Zhuo Jing is much more active than you, he follows Feng Yin to collect medicine every day, and also helps others take care of children, like you, I can't see anyone for a few months!" ”

"What are you anxious about, didn't you say that Zhuo Jing is no play. It's also good to save you from always saying that Zhuo Jing only thinks about playing all day. ”

"Xiaobai, haven't you heard the phrase 'where the gold is sincere, the gold and stone are open'? Or do you just don't like that girl at all? The ink hooked my neck and looked at me suspiciously, "Could it be that you kid already has a countermeasure, because you have a bottom in your heart, so you are not in a hurry?" ”

"I haven't seen each other in more than two months, what can I do!"

"White One!" Hearing the sound, it was Fengqiao and they were back, Fengqiao stood far away and jumped and waved to me, she ran over with a small rabbit-shaped crossbody backpack in her hand, "Bai Yi, look, the little quilt made by my aunt!" ”

I crouched down and took a closer look, and it turned out to be a small hand-woven bamboo tube.

Each bamboo strip of the barrel is polished very smooth, and the pair of red eyes of the little rabbit are crystal clear, which should be the best crystal in the black market. Two rabbits have a thin leather rope in the shape of ears of wheat tied to their ears. The little rabbit is in a standing position, with two small paws together, and it is not vivid.

I laughed, "Aunt Feng Yin made this for you?" It's a cute little quilt, as cute as the wind bridge. ”

"This is a small bed, and a small quilt is in it." Wind Bridge turned the back of the little rabbit towards me, and she gently flicked the rabbit's tail, and the backpack opened, and it turned out that the tail was a buckle.

Kazehashi took out the dagger, pointed to the red knitted sleeve on the outside of the scabbard, and said, "This is the small quilt." ”

I looked at it and saw that the knitting set was also extremely delicately handmade, knitted in the shape of the scabbard, and embroidered with patterns. I glanced at the ink hat, compared with Brother Huo's craftsmanship, it was no better.

I said, "Wind Bridge, your elf must love it." ”

"I like it too." Kazehashi pouted, "Auntie has already done it, I've been waiting for you to come, I want to show you, why haven't you been here for so long?" ”

"Because I'm preparing a gift for Kazehashi." I turned around and gestured to the backpack on the side of the ice table, "Go and see what's in there." ”

Kazehashi ran away excitedly.

"What did you bring?" Shui Mo asked.

I got up and replied, "Fireworks." ”

Ink was slightly stunned, and after a moment he lowered his head and smiled.

Zhuo Jing and Feng Yin walked over, and Feng Yin looked at my arm in surprise, "What's wrong with your hand?" ”

This is the third time I've heard this question today, and I smiled helplessly, "I accidentally scratched it, and it didn't get in the way." ”

Zhuo Jing's attention was all on the "fireworks" I just said.

"Bai Yi, you came with fireworks? Then let's go put it out tonight! Zhuo Jing's appearance was more excited than Fengqiao, "I estimate that it will be dark in two or three hours, or we will set off now!" ”

Shui Mo said, "You said that there are still many hours before it gets dark, so go out and blow the northwest wind so early?" ”

I said, "There are woods around the black market, so we need to find an open place and leave early." ”

"Yes, yes, yes! That's what I mean. Zhuo Jing said, "But where are we going?" The open area we have been to seems to be where Feng Yin and their old lives were, and it was too far away, and it was almost dawn when we ran over, and then sat down until it was dark. ”

I said, "You don't have to go that far. ”

Ink, Zhuo Jing, Feng Yin, Feng Qiao, I also called Si Feng, and after leaving the black market, I took them and ran in the direction of the tree house.

The first time I've seen such a small evil spirit phase, Wind Bridge is about the size of a bear paw of Zhuo Jing, and she stumbles after us, stubbornly refusing to be held in the mouth by the wind or Si Feng.

In the words of Kazehashi, "Only babies are treated like that, and I'm already an adult." ”

Later, when Fengqiao was tired of running, Zhuo Jing held her on his back and ran. Her two paws were on Zhuo Jing's neck, and her whole body was lying on Zhuo Jing's back, which seemed quite comfortable.

When I got to the treehouse, it was getting dark. I poured all the fireworks in my bag on the ground and asked them to pick their favorites.

After Xiao Chou came out, Fengqiao looked at him stunned, and then whispered in my ear, "Who is he?" ”

Xiao Chou looked at the wind bridge indifferently, his eyes were soft when he didn't look at his flesh.

I also followed the careful way of the wind bridge and whispered to her, "He's my little elf." ”

"He's your elf?" Fengqiao looked at Xiao Chou in surprise, "So he, like my elf, can't appear in front of everyone, and can only sneak out in a place where there are few people?" ”

I nodded, "So this matter must be kept secret, or my elf will be captured by the bad guys." ”

Kazehashi quickly covered his mouth and nodded at me.

"With the black fox here, don't we all need lighters?" Shui Mo walked over with a fairy stick, "Come, Wind Bridge, help me light it." ”

Fengqiao was also obedient, and immediately summoned the phase, giving Shui Mo a spiritual fire, and those two small flames were also pocket-sized and cute. I think about when I cook at home, I have to put the pot away at the end and turn the stove up to the maximum flame.

Feng Yin took the wind bridge to put some relatively safe hand-held fireworks on the side, and Shui Mo and Zhuo Jing played with the hot wheel and flying saucer, Xiao Chou still preferred the kind of fireworks in the spray style.

As for Si Feng, he only had Xiao Chou in his eyes.

It's obviously three squads.,At first, they were all playing their own things.,I don't know why.,In the end, they got together again.,I guess.,Maybe it's because of the hot wheels and flying saucers.。

Looking at everyone's smiling faces, I was unconsciously brought into that cheerful atmosphere, and when I saw them laugh, I laughed too, for unknown reasons.

Happiness is a disease, and we are just cross-infected.

I walked alone to the treehouse, touched its trunk, and circled around it. I knew it when it was the size of the wind bridge, and I have been here four times, and each time I have a different feeling about it, and my feelings are increasing.

I've been wondering who burned it, and after thinking about it, I still think that the sΓ©ance is the most suspicious.

The time when the tree house burned down was when I first went to the black market, and the sΓ©ance was involved, probably on the grounds of "homelessness" and "it would be more dangerous to leave her alone", which made Xiaofan feel that she had to take her with her to be safe, so let her join in.

And the sΓ©ance wants to follow us, just for Du Qingchen. To see him, to help him kill me, that's probably it.

The only reason I didn't hate her was that she would have a moment of trance and sadness when she saw those little flowers that resembled tricycles.

At that time, she probably thought that to this day, there is no going back.

Perhaps, she never thought of going back. Go back, where to go? In fact, there are many places she can go, but she just wants to go to Du Qingchen's side, even if she dies in his arms.

The treehouse was nothing more than a place where sΓ©ances dreamed, and until the end, she also died in her dreams, she didn't wake up, she didn't want to wake up.

Everyone has their own realities and dreams, the former is often real and cruel, when we are extremely tired and on the verge of collapse, we often hide in the dream for a while, after a short period of relaxation, and then walk out like a warrior. And some people, after entering the dream world, will not be able to get out of it for the rest of their lives.

I look at the treehouse, and even though it's a dead tree, I like to call it a treehouse.

"Treehouse", is its name, it's, an old friend of mine.

Speaking of old friends, it seems that there is another old friend that I haven't visited for a long time.

Xiao Chou flashed over, it looked up at the tree house, its eyes were a little confused, and after a while, as if he suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, but soon they were full of sentimentality.

I like to read his micro-expressions more and more, and guess his micro-expressions. Xiao Chou's every expression is sound, we are talking every day, our dialogue is by no means just my unilateral noise, in fact, Xiao Chou has a lot of words.

Xiao Chou's mental activity just now was probably as follows: What is my brother doing there alone? Does that tree mean anything to him? I'm going to take a closer look - it's just a normal dead tree, what's there to see for so long? No, trees, blocks, treehouses! This tree is a treehouse! My brother said that the treehouse I built was ninety percent similar to the place he used to live in, but the one in front of me was ...... How did it come to be...... No wonder my brother looked at it like that.

I said, "Xiao Chou, there are many places where I have lived, and there are only three that can be called home, one is the Shangxian family where we live now, one is the tree house in front of you, and the other is the small shop where I have lived for more than 20 years. ”

Xiao Chou nodded, he looked at me with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

"Would you like to visit the shop?" I asked.

Xiao Chou nodded harder.

Fengqiao ran over, holding a fairy stick in his hand and said to Xiao Chou, "Little elf, this is the last one, for you." When my elf grows up, will you be able to be friends with it? ”

Xiao Chou was stunned, and looked at the fairy stick handed over by Fengqiao suspiciously for a while, and he took it hesitantly.

Fengqiao took two steps back, summoned the phase, and used the spiritual fire to ignite the fairy stick in Xiao Chou's hand.

Everyone came over, Xiao Chou looked at the fairy stick tilting his head slightly, his eyes reflected the firelight, and before the fireworks went out, he drew a smiling face in the air with the fairy stick.

None of the others noticed anything, except for me, who saw it and smiled at that smiling face.