The little girl didn't immediately take the black buckwheat bread from Xue Yuan's hand, but raised her head and looked at him seriously. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Huh? Is there something wrong?" Xue Yuan was a little inexplicable by the little girl.

In the next second, the little girl almost snatched the black buckwheat bread, and Xue Yuan only felt that the bread was gone as soon as his hand was light.

The little girl devoured it gulp, and her greedy appearance made Xue Yuan feel like a wild wolf who had been hungry for three days.

"Woooooo The little girl was choked, her little face was swollen and red, and at this time she had already stuffed the piece of black buckwheat bread into her mouth, Xue Yuan helplessly patted the little girl on the back so that she could breathe.

"Ahem, ahem." The little girl finally coughed out, "Thank you, sir, ahem, ahem, ahem." ”

"Little sister, how long has it been since you eaten?" Xue Yuan asked.

"I haven't eaten in five days." The little girl was embarrassed to scratch the tips of her golden hair, "Matches haven't been sold lately, and Dad hasn't brought anything back to eat." ”

"And how did you get through it?" Xue Yuan knew that people might not die if they didn't eat for more than ten days, but the little girl in front of him was just when she was growing up, and it was incredible that she still had the strength to get up and open the door for them after five days without eating.

"When you feel hungry, you draw a match." The little girl hung her head and her hair blocked her face.

Only then did Xue Yuan notice that there were some burned match stalks scattered around, because some of them fell into the straw, so Xue Yuan didn't notice them before.

"Is this a fantasy match?" Before Xue Yuan could speak, Luna asked the little girl, and she picked up a matchstick on the ground.

"Yes." The little girl nodded.

"So you actually have a lot of fantasy matches?" Luna twisted the matchstick in her hand, her voice tinged with joy.

The little girl ripped open the thick layer of straw in the center of the room, took out a cloth bag, and when she opened it, it was filled with matches. The matches were all loose and looked twice as long as modern matches, with pale yellow heads and a slightly pungent smell.

"Well, little sister, that's right." Xue Yuan took the little girl's hand, "We are from abroad, and we don't fantasize about matches there. Can you tell us what this fantasy match is for? Can you just paddle one so you don't get hungry? ”

The little girl's eyes flashed with surprise, obviously it was the first time she had heard of a question like Xue Yuan. Probably for the sake of the black buckwheat bread just now, the little girl ignored Luna, who was picking and choosing matches in the cloth bag, and answered Xue Yuan's question.

"A fantasy match is a match that can satisfy the fantasy in your heart." The little girl said, "Just take out a match and rub it on the wall." Your wishes will be fulfilled when the fire is lit, but if the matches are burned out, everything will be restored to its original state. I was just hungry, and after fooling my stomach with fantasies, I drank some water and it was gone. ”

"So this match can create illusions?" Xue Yuan missed the mechanical prompt sound in his first world a little, although he blamed it for not working at the time, but it was better than relying on his own guessing now. "Just like those narcotic drugs?"

After finishing speaking, Xue Yuan regretted it, can such a big child know what narcotic drugs are? 、

As a result, the little girl shook her head and said, "No, fantasy matches do not create simple illusions, but facts that may happen." Those narcotic drugs are not at all comparable to fantasy matches. ”