It's still so long, so clear.

More than hunger, accompanied by intense pain sensations.

And the pain in the heart at the moment and the lack of money to eat somewhere.

Silly text.

Stupid Heavenly Dao.

Stupid author.

What a broken book.

Triple Tap ←_←

Now Qiao Ao is out of the city.

The bird's wound was already wrapped. I've been cured, and it's been seven days since my last rescue.

Preparing for the scene, doing things is a real dog.

Took all the money away, causing Qiao Ao to be hungry now.

Am I going to eat for the rest of my life?

Soon.

Qiao Ao came to a small village.

At first glance, this small village is not in contact with the outside world all year round.

A secluded place.

Qiao Ao walked to the door of a house and knocked lightly, but no one opened it. Everything is quiet in this village.

It seems that there is no one, but,

Qiao Ao: I can feel that there are many families in this village.

"Is there anyone, come out."

Knock knock knock......

Still no one came out to open the door.

Squeak.

The door opened, and it was an old man.

And an old lady.

The complexion is ruddy, and there is no trace of old age.

"Outlander?"

"Hmm." Qiao Ao stood there quietly and watched the two men.

And didn't say anything.

"You go, there is no hospitality in this village."

"You're going to the next village, right? It's 30 miles away, and it's not long before you're there, so let's go, let's go! ”

"Hmm." Qiao Ao turned to leave.

Didn't say much.

Qiao Ao: I don't think they want me to stay.

It is useless to say anything, but it arouses their wariness.

Qiao Ao: I came to the wood-burning detergent.

Squatted there and rubbed his stomach.

It still hurts.

I still need to find something to eat.

There was silence all around, without a single sound.

It's not too late to see the sky, it's going to be dark soon, and you have to find a family to stay.

Lying on his side on the woodpile, Qiao Ao looked at the bright starry sky.

The barking of dogs sounded.

"What happened?"

Qiao Ao quickly got up and ran towards the other side where the voice came.

Tiny house.

In the courtyard in front of the courtyard sat a little girl, crying and wiping her tears.

The sound is harsh.

The little girl heard the footsteps, stopped crying, and looked at Qiao Ao's side.

The black pupils of purple eyes looked straight in Qiao Ao's direction. There was an eerie glow in the night sky.

There was silence all around, only the sound of Qiao Ao's breathing.

The little girl was not breathing.

Deadpool?

Qiao Ao stood there motionless.

At the moment when you open and close your eyes.

It was pitch black.

Nothing is gone.

It's black.

Suddenly, a polish.

A plane tree appeared in front of me.

The sycamore was in front of Qiao Ao's house.

In the middle of the flowerbeds and meadows, at the bend in the winding path.

It was much larger than other trees elsewhere, and thick enough to hug.

Stretch into the air.

Like a reserved maiden, the lush leaves are like a shawl of long hair. Cover your face, even cover your entire body.

Qiao Ao: Conjecture.

At the beginning, there must have been many saplings around the plane tree.

Grow up side by side with him.

It calmly walked through the wind and rain of the years and became taller.

Why is there a plane tree at this moment?

After seeing the purple-eyed little girl, she appeared here.

The little girl was not breathing.

At the time, Qiao Ao thought he was a Deadpool.

But now it's in the middle of nowhere.

Maybe the little girl isn't a Deadpool.

Qiao Ao stood there dumbfounded, doing nothing.

Didn't go everywhere either.

The background of the plane tree is pitch black.

It's black.

Qiao Ao, staring carefully.

Gradually it became dark.

Together.

A white light suddenly appeared.

Qiao Ao was stunned.

"What's the situation?" Qiao Ao raised his hand to block his eyes.

The light is still so glaring.

I waited for a while, gradually.

The white light disappears.

Qiao Ao opened his eyes.

The impression of the plane tree is gone.

In its place was a small sapling.

Maybe.

This is the plane tree.

She took a few steps forward.

The surrounding scene was no longer dark.

White clouds float in the blue sky.

The trees around it are very tall.

As if to cover the plane tree.

Qiao Ao looked down at his clothes and body at the moment.

It wasn't his original body.

Instead, a skinny one.

Qiao Ao guessed that it should be in some kind of vision. Qiao Ao: Involuntarily.

He raised his hand and touched his face.

Real cut hands.

Sitting on a buffalo at the moment.

He raised his hand and patted the cow on the back.

But that's not what Qiao Ao wanted to do.

It's as if Qiao Ao existed in this body.

There is no control over this body, like a bystander.

Humming an unknown song in his mouth.

"The flute blows slowly

The clouds flew lightly

Wading through the water on a cow

Catch the sunset and go home

Go home

The flute blows slowly

The clouds flew lightly

Wading through the water on a cow

Catch the sunset and go home

Go home. ”

The singing is very good, and it has that kind of taste.

Sycamore trees, quietly. Swinging its leaves. With the melody of the song,

Maybe it's just a coincidence, it's just blown by the wind.

The cow continued to move forward.

There is no intention of stopping. "Iron Dan'er, the cattle are back! It's early to come back today! How is your sister doing? Can the old mother go to the ground? ”

"Okay, it's all right, why don't you go back?" A clear voice rang out.

Qiao Ao: It feels so familiar.

The ox continued to walk slowly.

The tail of the ox flicked and flicked.

At the end of the small dirt road is a house.

It was filled with sycamore saplings.

The sycamore tree did not.

It's as green as you imagined.

Withered leaves hang from the branches.

Everything was so bleak.

"Sister! I am back! I've picked a lot of herbs today! Where did my mother go? ”

No one answered.

Gently push the door open.