Leaving the Horror Lodge, Tartar returns the dandelion seeds he brought back from the Mirror World to the deserted garden in front of the Lodge.

She kissed the dandelion yellow flowers, just as she once kissed the marigolds in her garden.

No matter how small and ordinary an existence may seem, at a certain moment, it can become the hope and hero of others.

"I hope you will bring the seeds of hope to more people!" Jingta said.

The delicate branches and leaves of the dandelion stand in the wind.

On the adventure of the tower, it is also an unexpected surprise to have the company of the puppy Snowball who runs out of the mirror world.

As he walked, he met an old man with a cow on a stone bridge.

The old man greeted the old man very politely, and the warm old man also entertained the old man with fresh milk.

"Sweet little girl, where are you going?" The old man asked her.

"I'm going to the other side of the mountain." The tower pointed to the mountains in the distance.

"That's not an easy task!" The old man stroked his long beard, "Originally, there was a cave at the foot of the mountain, and this side of the mountain was connected to that side, but a few years ago, a plague broke out on that side of the mountain, and the cave was blocked. ”

"What if I go up the mountain?" Tartar asked.

The old man smiled, "Little girl, it's still a long way away, and when you get to the foot of the mountain, you'll know how high this mountain is." And there is a thick white snow on the mountain, and a little girl like you is not as high as the snow. ”

"So what should I do?"

Seeing the troubled look of the tower, the old man had no choice but to continue to tell her, "If you really want to climb that mountain, it's not impossible. ”

The old man stroked his long beard, "It is said that there is an owl's nest in a huge pine tree at the foot of the mountain. The owl flew to the other side of the mountain every day to bathe and forage. It's not the kind of owl you'd see in a barn, it's two stories tall, its wings flapping to blow down houses, its nest the size of our house. Before evening, you have to sneak up to the nest, you may see a few fluffy owls in the nest, they are not small, but don't worry, just bring a few pieces of minced meat and feed them. You can hide under the wings of the little owl so that the mother owl doesn't smell you. When they're all asleep, you sneak up on the owl and hide it. Early in the morning, it will fly over the mountains, and when it reaches the other side of the mountain, you will find a way to jump down. ”

Tsunta thanked the old man and went on the road again.

Soon, she arrives in a beautiful town, the Music Town. Before she arrived, she heard the music coming from the town.

In the center of the town is a shopping street, which connects to the circular square in the center of the town. On both sides of the cobblestone road, the facades of the shops are painted in lovely shades of pale pink, light blue or goose yellow. The arched windows are decorated with elaborate reliefs, and fragrant flowers are planted on each sill.

Even more attractive are the shop windows, where freshly baked bread and small biscuits are placed, and butter biscuits are made in the shape of small animals; The candy store is full of colorful sweets hanging from a tree; The clothing store displays ornate costumes made from silks from the East and hats decorated with feathers and flowers.

Thorn Tower looked at the dazzling array of food in the window, smelled their tempting aroma, and unconsciously joined in the performance of the town's music. While Jasmine in the forest has taught Tara how to find edible mushrooms and berries, this is the town, so where to find something to eat?

Thorn Tower doesn't notice that Snowball is no longer around.

Not far away, the butcher shop owner suddenly shouted loudly, "You thief who steals sausages! ”

Jing Ta looked over with the voice, and the butcher shop owner was holding a small snowball in his hand, and the little snowball was still holding uneaten meat sausages in his mouth.

"Snowball!" Horta hurried over to them.

"Is this your puppy? You must compensate me for stealing so many of my sausages, which are worth 10 silver coins! ”

The pocket of the tower is empty, there is nothing, what should be used to compensate for it?

"Boss, I'm sorry!" The little head of the tower drooped.

"If you don't have a silver coin, you'll have to use a puppy, and my sausages won't be eaten for nothing!"

Looking at the snowball that was caught by the boss and trembled, Jingta blamed himself in his heart. But in her pocket, there was nothing but the circus master's gold button and the crystal ball in the mirror house, none of which could be exchanged for snowballs.

Tsuta's tears fell, "You leave me here, I can do the work for you." Please, put the little snowball, it's too small! ”

"Let go of the puppy!" A teenager's voice came from the side.

"It's Pipsqueak the little blacksmith, do you know them?" The butcher shop owner looked at him, "Let it go, but what about my loss?" ”

The little blacksmith was not much larger than the tower, with a peaked cap on his head, which suppressed his short curly hair. He was wearing a large overall, and the hem of the pants was curled several times to barely fit. The little blacksmith's face and body were stained with oil and looked dirty, but his green eyes were shining, like clear lake water.

With some hesitation, the little blacksmith took out 7 silver coins from his pocket and 2 more from his hat. He looked up at the owner, who had no intention of letting go. The little blacksmith took the last silver coin from his shoe, and he looked back at the weeping tower and the puppy shivering in the boss's hand, gritted his teeth and handed the silver coin into the butcher's hand.

Now he is penniless!

The butcher shop owner finally put down the snowball, counted the silver coins, and turned to enter the shop.

Snowball ran to the side of the tower, and as if it knew it was wrong, it buried its little head and whimpered.

Jingta gently picked up the little snowball and comforted it, "I'm sorry, I made you hungry." ”

The boy saw that the tower and the puppy were all right, and turned around to leave.

"Thank you!" Watta hurriedly thanked him, "But what to do, I don't have anything to give back to you!" ”

"No need!" The little blacksmith snorted embarrassedly and turned to leave.

Tsunta's stomach rumbled again...

The kind little blacksmith had no choice but to bring the hungry Watta and Snowball home.

His home was underneath a bakery, in a shady basement. The little blacksmith lives here alone, with only one window in the house. Part of the window is exposed on the road, so that the home is not completely plunged into darkness. From this window, you can see ladies walking by the side of the road in high heels, and you can see the hooves of horses nailed with iron palms and the dust kicked up by the wheels of the carriages.

The little blacksmith picked up a few sticks of firewood and quickly made a fire, and then he threw a few small potatoes directly into the ashes of the stove.

The room is very low, and if you are an adult, you must lower your head to get in. Fortunately, the tower and the little blacksmith are children, so they can straighten up here. The walls and floor of the room were black, and in the corner was a small bed made of a few planks and straw. On the other side against the wall was a workbench with all kinds of bottles and tools, as well as drawings drawn by a blacksmith.

The little blacksmith used two sticks to pull the cooked potatoes out of the ashes, blew one of them clean, and threw it at the tower.

The potatoes were a little hot, and even though it didn't even let go of the salt, the tartar was still very fragrant to eat.

The little blacksmith opened the roadside window, and the smell of toasted bread wafted in from outside. The little blacksmith and the tower looked at each other and smiled, smelling the enticing aroma of bread while nibbling on the potatoes in their hands...

Soon in the evening, the little blacksmith gave up the only bed in the house to Tarta, probably too tired during the day, and Tarta and Snowball curled up together and fell asleep.

The little blacksmith himself went to the workbench, brought a small chair, stood on it, cut a small round hole in the ceiling, and a light fell from the bakery's kitchen, and shone right on the little blacksmith's workbench.

The people in the kitchen were busy walking around, preparing for the next day, and they didn't notice the little round hole in the floor.

Wearing a special mask, the "Light Thief" sits at his workbench and begins his own creation, in which several discarded nuts, gears and metal parts are assembled into a delicate little grasshopper. Gently pulling up one of the antennae of the mechanical grasshopper, the grasshopper's outer wings opened, revealing the inner wings and internal structure, and it also made a cry, which was simply exquisite.

The cries of the mechanical grasshoppers inadvertently woke the sleeping tower, and she climbed out of bed and looked at the exquisite crafts in the hands of the little blacksmith.

"You're such a genius!" Jing Ta sighed from the bottom of his heart, "This is the most delicate grasshopper I've ever seen!" ”

The corners of the little blacksmith's mouth tilted to the side, and he scratched his head in embarrassment, showing more of his work to the tower.

There are mechanical roses that bloom from buds when the first leaf is pressed, mechanical butterflies that flapp their wings, mechanical beetles, and several pendants that also require the press of a mechanism to open.

The tower's eyes widened, and everything the little blacksmith took out was as playful and interesting as before.

"There will be many people who will love what you make!"

"Oh, they're just gadgets assembled from some junk that no one else wants, and no one will want them." The little blacksmith looked embarrassedly to the other side.

"Nope! It's a work of art! Jing Ta's expression was extremely serious, "If you want, I can accompany you to the market tomorrow to prove how popular the things you make are!" ”

So the next morning, the tower and the little blacksmith began to prepare to go to the small market in the circular square and sell these exquisite handicrafts to those who passed by.

At first, no one even wanted to go up to the tower and the little blacksmith and get a closer look at the crafts.

The little blacksmith soon became discouraged, he did not want to stay here any longer, and turned around to leave.

Horta remembered the show that the Happy Clown had performed in order to attract everyone's attention. She learned to be a happy clown, and she was also in the square, and began to perform mime.

She pretended to be pulling a rope, but she couldn't pull it, and she fell to the ground with all her might. The burlesque performance attracted everyone's attention. She pretended that a worm had jumped on her, and the sound of a grasshopper really sounded on her body, as if there was really a grasshopper jumping around on her. In the end, the tower aimed at the ground and pounced hard, and the grasshopper seemed to be really caught in her hands.

Everyone watched the way Jing Ta covered his two hands and peeked, and they were all curious. This is the tower reaching out to the crowd, and it turns out to be the mechanical grasshopper of the little blacksmith.

The crowd gathered around, and everyone looked at the delicate grasshoppers and marveled.

The little blacksmith began to shout when he saw the hard work of the tower, and his crafts were quickly sold, and there were even people who ordered a few more toys for his children like him.

The little blacksmith's cap was filled with silver coins. The two friends laughed, and the little blacksmith asked Jingta to go home first, and he ran away mysteriously...