Xiao Bing remembered that he used to be the loneliest person in this world, ten years in the silent world, a long ten years, there was a small tree in his dilapidated yard that didn't grow big, I don't know if the tree was okay or not, I remember that he would water it every day, and when it would be like this, with a trace of agility.

Xiao Bing stretched out his arms and lay on the ground, just like a lonely past, the air was much colder, but it was very comfortable, and the comfort made him a little sleepy, he didn't look for Ning He, he knew that he was destined to not find it if he struggled like this.

At this moment, he was half-asleep and half-awake, he missed the trees that accompanied him at the beginning, and he found that when people are lonely, even ordinary stones, trees, and weeds around him are precious.

He didn't know that at this time, a soft spiritual power was slowly released in his body at this moment, slowly spreading, he just felt very comfortable, and there was a warm feeling in his heart.

The tree beside him seemed to be alive, stretching its branches, and in an instant it became thicker, and the branches seemed to stretch out regrettably, covering the dazzling sunlight that was going to shine on Xiao Bing's face.

Xiao Bing should have discovered this, but at this time he fell asleep, sleeping sweetly, and he would not find that a careful consciousness in the trees was guarding him, cautiously, still quiet.

......

The end of the 100-meter maze road.

The wind chimes on the eaves, "Ding... Ding..."

The light shone through the window onto the table.

Ning He, dressed in white, was standing by the window, drawing talismans in the study, he was silent, time seemed to be standing, everything was waiting.

The right hand suddenly turned slightly, and the tip of the pen left a beautiful curved hook on the paper, just in time to complete the last stroke of the talisman.

In the quiet room, the sun was empty, the furnishings were simple, not dark, very bright, and a little farther away stood by the door a young woman, she looked respectful, with a respectful look, and behind her was a little girl holding her legs.

At this moment, Shui Yan stood quietly in the study, behind her. Shanshan's big eyes were looking around curiously at the moment, she always felt that Ning He was looking at her here, which made Shanshan very scared, and she hugged her mother's leg again.

The reason why Shanshan came here was that he would rather ask Shui Yan to bring Shanshan here. In short, it's about Shanshan, Shui Yan cares about it very much, and he vaguely guesses that it may be Shanshan who can practice.

In the quiet room, Ning He seemed to be undisturbed, when he received the last pen. Raising his head to look at Shanshan behind the water victim, he leaked a gentle smile, he looked handsome, this smile was very charming, Shanshan instantly felt less scared, so her mother's legs were not so tight.

"Shanshan, do you like butterflies?" Ning He asked with a warm smile, he seemed to be looking forward to it, and he seemed to be very sure.

Shanshan nodded seriously.

"Do you want an ice butterfly?" Ning He continued.

"Yes!" Shanshan remembered Xiao Bing's ice butterfly, "I like butterflies the most." ”

"That's good" said, Ning He folded the talisman he just now into a paper kite, and handed it to Shanshan, "Say your wish to the paper kite, and then fly out, your wish can come true."

"Really?" Shan's big eyes widened as if they were glowing.

"Really. Ning He was sure that his appearance made people involuntarily believe him.

...

Shanshan took the paper kite folded, she did not fly immediately, but kept silently reciting it in her heart, and said her wish several times, as if she was afraid that God would not remember it, and after making a wish, Shanshan mustered up the courage to fly the paper kite out with anticipation.

The paper kite was released by Shanshan, and it seemed to have spirituality in the air, looking elegant, like a butterfly flying over the flowers, but soon there was an accident, the paper kite was very miserable and blown away by a gust of wind, flying far away, so far that it could not be seen, and even the corpse capital did not stay.

The lonely wind seemed to blow outside the door several times, as if teasing this simple child, whistling and ill-intentioned.

Shui Yan was depressed, and silently said in his heart, "Master, are you making the child happy?

At this moment, Shanshan's little face is ugly, the paper kite is gone, nothing has happened, and there is suddenly a particularly empty feeling in front of her, the wind blows the blades of grass, and it feels so desolate. Apparently her wish did not come true.

"Wow wow"... Shanshan cried loudly, "Shigong liars, Shigong is a liar, Shigong is a bad person."

Ning He patted Shanshan's head lightly in embarrassment, "To learn to wait, miracles require patience."

Shui Yan exhaled helplessly, and said to himself in his heart, "Master, have you always been mixed up to the point of failing to deceive children?

Ning He looked at the water corpse, smiled faintly, his eyes were full of smiles, and asked, "The child doesn't understand, do you understand?"

Shui Yan chuckled for a moment, she didn't understand what Ning He meant, she could only comfort the disappointed Shanshan, "Shanshan, Shigong didn't lie, Shigong said that Shanshan's wish will come true, it will definitely come true, but Shanshan is too anxious, and her wishes have to wait, and if it's too easy, it's not a wish." ”

After some comfort, the little girl still had tears on her face, but she stopped crying.

After a while, because the anger was really embarrassing, Shui Yan let Shanshan play by herself, saying that "if you look for it, you might be able to meet the ice butterfly." Seeing the master's embarrassed appearance to death but still pretending to be profound, Shui Yan hurriedly let Shanshan leave, and he couldn't let the master continue to be embarrassed.

The little girl's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she ran out of the door in a hurry. Shui Yan sighed and said in his heart, "The child is really the best to coax, but the master just can't." ”

Shui Yan looked at Ning He still full of confidence, especially helpless, the master is far from being as mysterious and unfathomable as the rumors outside, to be precise, the master is a strange person, sometimes it is really mysterious, sometimes he can be angry with people, and he likes to play pranks, he is just a child who has not grown up, and thinks to himself, "Master, no wonder you are more than three hundred and sixty, and you are still alone."

Seeing Shanshan's small figure leave Ning He's residence and run towards the woods, after thinking about it, he quietly waited for Ning He to speak, after all, about Shanshan's practice, he still had to ask the master.

"Master Shanshan, is it possible to practice?"

Ning He seemed to be thinking about other things, coping with "I can cultivate my mind"

Then there was silence, Shui Yan was waiting for Ning He to continue, but Ning He just didn't speak, and the whole person seemed to be holding back something.

Suddenly, Ning He burst out laughing in a quiet environment.

"Isn't it curious how I failed to draw a talisman?"

"Shui Yan didn't dare..."Shui Yan was stunned for a long time, a little puzzled why the master said this.

Ning He smiled, "Who said I failed."

Ning He looks more proud, how proud, and at the same time feels a little bad.