Hu Cheng felt that he had fallen into a strange and incomprehensible state, he always felt that it was not the same as what Ju Xiuming and Little Crane said, what fire can pull water can pull is not such a thing at all, he felt that his body was wrapped in a strange substance, and he insisted on saying something like it... It's very similar to the process of his soul piercing.

It's also so fluttering, and it's so nowhere to go, but the difference is that you can see the environment around you, although it looks weird now, and there is nothing substantial to describe.

Hu Cheng didn't know how long he had been wandering, and when he came back to his senses, he found himself standing on the edge of a small stream. The water was very clear, at a glance you could see the pebbles at the bottom of the stream, and some fish fry with swaying little tails, and suddenly a familiar, special floral fragrance drifted along the wind, Hu Cheng turned his head to see what kind of flowers could exude this peculiar fragrance.

He saw a huge banyan tree hanging from two thick ropes, a simple plank at the bottom, and a petite girl swaying on the simple swing with the sun on her back, and from where the fragrance wafted. Hu Cheng heard the sound of the wind, it was immature, but it sounded a little resentful, a little melancholy, and a little familiar, so he tried to open his eyes to see her clearly, but the strong sunlight shook so that only some shadows remained.

Hu Cheng stepped closer, stepped on it but found himself stepping on a long corridor, the sound of girls frolicking in his ears, he looked towards the source of the sound, and saw five little girls of four or five years old were surrounding a tall man wearing a crown and a black robe, and the man was also smiling and frolicking with the little girls.

And not far from them, there was a little girl who happened to have her back to Hu Cheng, and looked at them as if she were herself. For some reason, Hu Cheng felt a longing.

After a long silence, the frolicking adults and children gradually moved away, Hu Cheng and the little girl were still standing in place, and the surrounding environment changed without warning.

It was the stream again, Hu Cheng looked around, and sure enough, he saw the little girl again, the difference was that this time she was no longer alone, there was a little girl about eight or nine years old next to her, wearing a long aqua green dress, and a daffodil-like hairpin set off her particularly cute, Hu Cheng remembered that it was one of the five children in the previous scene.

The two of them didn't know what they were talking about, but Hu Cheng could hear the little girl's silver bell-like laughter, no resentment or sorrow, and thought that it was the innocent laughter that a little girl should have.

Hu Cheng walked forward unconsciously, getting closer and closer, so close that Hu Cheng could hear their conversation.

"Sister Xianxian, why do you say that Daddy doesn't like me?"

"Hmm.. Because Tsuru is too quiet? ”

"What, I'm asking..."

"Hee-hee, but I know how to make Daddy like you!"

When the little girl heard this, she immediately pulled her little arm and shook it, "Then Sister Xianxian tell me~tell me~"

"Hehe~" The girl in the green dress smiled slyly, flicked her little finger on the door of the little crane's head, and caused a burst of frolicking and fighting.

"Just get Daddy's attention!"

"Hmm... So how do you do that? ”

"Hehe, you see these walls are so high, how can Daddy see you?"

"But... Daddy said you weren't allowed to go outside the walls."

"Little fool, if you do what Daddy doesn't allow, you can attract Daddy's attention!"

"Hah! So that's it! Thank you, Sister Xianxian, hum, it's still the best Sister Xianxian, Sister Zishan, they always bully me. ”

Hu Cheng watched the little girl wave her fist, and finally tore away the hazy familiarity in his heart.

She's a little crane.

Hu Cheng realized that this might be Xiao Xiaohe's childhood memories, or maybe it was because of the coexistence of the two souls, so the meditation process was obviously different from the others.

As he was thinking, the picture in front of him changed again, the night sky was starry, and it was still the high wall, but the difference was that this time Hu Cheng was outside the wall, and he guessed that the little crane should be inside the wall.

It didn't take long for me to see her, but at this time, Xiao Xiaohe, wearing a wide maid suit, shrunk her head and looked out from the wall, and then saw her whole body turned over on the wall and stretched out her head to look at the corner of the wall, and saw that she was about to jump down alive! This wall is unattainable for Hu Cheng, not to mention the little cranes that are not as long as his legs.

Where can Hu Cheng remain indifferent? But the little crane had already jumped down, and the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground seemed to be smashed into Hu Cheng's heart, and the little crane was covering his mouth with one hand, and pressing his right foot with one hand, struggling to get up from the ground. Hu Cheng immediately leaned over to help, but found that his hands were like phantoms passing through his body, and the little crane who covered his mouth with his hands and did not make a trace of crying struggled to stand up under several efforts, leaned against the high wall, and limped into the distance, and his face was clearly reflected in Hu Cheng's eyes.

Hu Cheng couldn't forget what kind of expression it was.

Heartache, pity.

The surrounding scenery gradually dispersed, and the little crane that was limping against the wall with its mouth covered was also dispersing little by little, Hu Cheng thought that this was the end, and couldn't bear to close his eyes.

Until the little crane cried in her ears, Hu Cheng opened her eyes fiercely, and suddenly her eyes were about to split, the little crane in front of her was fixed in place by a pitch-black magic array, and the substantial black mist was about to penetrate through her chest, the little crane kept crying Daddy, crying that it hurts, but only her own gradually faint cry responds to her.

Hu Cheng rushed up to tear through the fog and want to step on the magic array, he shouted loudly, wanting to save the little crane. It's useless, it's useless to do anything ... He fell to his knees, covered his ears, closed his eyes, and prayed, praying for someone to save her.

Gradually, the surroundings became quiet, and the little crane lay motionless on the ground, and the magic array of light gradually dissipated around it, reminding him of what had happened here.

In the end, even the light of the magic array dissipated, and the little crane's choking dissipated.

"Daddy... Daddy..."

The chirping of insects gradually sounded, and the image of the tree in the moonlight was a ghost to choose and devour people.

After Hu Cheng came back to his senses again, he subconsciously wanted to wipe his tears, but found that he couldn't move, and subconsciously wanted to open his eyes to see, but found that he couldn't.

Hu Cheng realized: Ah... Is this a 12-year slumber, is this the childhood of Little Crane?

He felt angry and painful.

Now it seems that he has become a little crane to bear 12 years of loneliness on his behalf, he doesn't know the season, he doesn't know the sunrise, the only thing he looks forward to in the world is the voice of an old man, Hu Cheng knows that it is Yan Feng's voice, and it has never stopped for 12 years.

Every time he heard his voice, Hu Cheng felt a trace of warmth in his heart, but when the voice was quieted and the footsteps faded away, what remained in his heart was anger day after day, year after year.

It's been 12 years like this, Hu Cheng can't tell whether he is a little crane or Hu Cheng, and the resentment in his heart keeps breeding and churning, and finally Hu Cheng was wrapped in a strange substance and began to float again until he woke up.

When he opened his eyes, it was the teacher's messy meditation room, and Ju Xiuming, who looked nervous in the distance, Hu Cheng's mind was still immersed in the anger and powerlessness of those 12 years, and he couldn't imagine how a six-year-old child could bear all this.

adjusted his mentality, and felt that the little crane in his consciousness did not wake up in the slightest, closed his eyes and waited quietly.

And Ju Xiuming was already worried that she was about to lose her hair, and after the little princess entered meditation, she first had an abrupt huge impact, blowing away the magic array and the energy gathered, and she was also blown on all fours by accident, but fortunately, no one found out about this scene... Immediately after that, it was clear that there were at least 2 hours before the sunset, but suddenly it was night, and then there was the meaningless cry of the little princess, the painful expression and tears tugged at Ju Xiuming's heart, he wanted to come forward to investigate, but there was some kind of energy that kept stopping Ju Xiuming, and it seemed that he couldn't even convey the sound, so he could only hold his magic wand and wait anxiously.

Time passed minute by minute, in fact, Hu Cheng also discovered Ju Xiuming's anxious and messy meditation room, although I don't know what happened, but no matter what happened, what is more important now is that Xiao Xiaohe is still in a meditative state.

Hu Cheng suddenly thought that he owed Xiao Xiaohe one thing, that is, to hug the old man who had been with him for 12 years.