Chapter Eighty-Three: Stagnation
In the creek that was very close to Honghong's mouth, the group was stunned and didn't reach it for more than an hour, and Honghong's little face, which was still a little baby fat, was twisted into a ball.
"Didn't you say that it wasn't far? What about the creek? The clothes that walked here are almost dry, why haven't they arrived yet?" asked the little pestle, holding a thick branch as a crutch, as he poked the ground. It's really mud on my clothes, and when I dry it, it's like wearing a suit of armor, and I'm panicking.
"To tell you the truth, my clothes are so hard that they can stand up on their own, and it has now had an idea of its own. Gu Wenyu made a joke that no one could understand, in fact, she was also very broken at this moment, and her whole body exuded the fishy smell of earth dragons. The mud attached to the skin can already be torn down in pieces, and Gu Wenyu, who is a little clay man, just wants to wash this strange thing away at this moment.
Tang Zixuan is not much better, his green clothes have not only become tattered, but now they are also dyed with a layer of mud, send him a bowl, you can join Xiaotian and Xiaohua, and go to beg on the street together.
The red eyebrows were twisted into Sichuan characters, "I remember it's around here, why isn't it?"
"You ask us, didn't you grow up here, don't you know the way with your eyes closed?"
"It's pitiful that I don't have a good memory at a young age. Gu Wenyu shook his head.
Honghong crossed his hands on his hips, and pointed at the two of them angrily: "That's enough! What do you two little children know? Your fox uncle is more than 100 years old, and there is no road in this mountain that your fox uncle doesn't know!"
But when he said this, Honghong's momentum couldn't help but weaken by half a point, he rubbed his nose as if nothing happened, and then said: "It's just that I haven't come back for too long, maybe the stream has dried up...... Actually, it's okay if you don't wash it, it's just a little mud, don't care so much. ”
Gu Wenyu looked at Honghong with a complicated expression, "Honestly, are you lost?"
"How is it possible? How can you Uncle Fox get lost. Honghong's words were obviously lacking in confidence, and her eyes began to drift.
"Oh......" Gu Wenyu rolled his eyes, this guy was obviously lost.
Xiao Tian rarely didn't want to refute Honghong's meaning, he smiled indifferently, "It doesn't matter if we get there, we've been used to it since we were young anyway, but ......" Xiao Tian turned his words and looked at Tang Zixuan again, "Can you little young master stand it?"
Honghong then remembered that his little young master was also a clay figure at the moment, and when Xiao Tianyi said it, Honghong suddenly felt a little weak, "Little young master......"
Tang Zixuan frowned slightly, but still said to Honghong: "It's okay, keep going." ”
Honghong heard that it was as if he had taken an amnesty, and he said happily: "Then let's go in the direction of the Spirit Clan first, I remember that there was a lake when we arrived at the Spirit Clan, and we will wash it then." ”
Tang Zixuan nodded and continued to walk forward, his expression was indifferent, it didn't seem to be a big deal, even if his face was full of mud and his whole body exuded a strong fishy smell, but he was still not in a hurry, even the hard robe in yellow was worn by him out of his personal style.
Xiao Tian really doesn't care, he has been sleeping on the streets since he was a child, he hasn't suffered anything, what is this bit of mud, he continued to walk forward with his crutches.
Only Gu Wenyu had a bitter face, if it was a real Xiaohua, it would probably be the same as Xiaotian. But she is not a little flower, and she has never experienced this feeling of being wrapped in a layer of. But Xiaotian said that they were used to it since they were children, what else could Gu Wenyu say? Say that she has amnesia, so she is not used to it?
"Xiaotian, did we roll in the mud when we were children?" Gu Wenyu was really curious, if he wanted food, he wanted food, what to do in the mud.
", you don't remember. Xiao Tian immediately replied that since Xiaohua "lost his memory", Xiao Tian was very happy to be loyal to Xiaohua about the past, hoping that Xiaohua could remember those things again.
"Then why are we rolling mud?" Gu Wenyu became more and more curious.
Xiao Tian smiled bitterly when he heard this, and said: "When I was hungry when I was a child, I would steal other people's buns, and then I was chased and beaten by the shopkeeper. ”
"So that's ......" Gu Wenyu only knew that Xiaohua and Xiaotian had been begging for a living since childhood, but he didn't think that he still had these experiences, and it was estimated that Xiaotian didn't feel that it was a pleasant memory, so he didn't take the initiative to talk to Gu Wenyu.
Xiao Tian saw that Gu Wenyu was a little dazed, so he smiled again: "But don't worry, I did it all when I stole buns or something, you are so well-behaved, you never dare to take other people's things." ”
Gu Wenyu was a little moved when he heard this, obviously both of them were just children, abandoned by their parents since they were children, but Xiaotian has been protecting Xiaohua in his way.
"Are you often beaten?" asked Gu Wenyu cautiously.
Xiao Tian waved his hand indifferently, "I don't remember it for a long time." ”
Honghong, who was walking in the front, also suddenly turned around, "Hey, little apprentice, it's just a bun, you can't steal it, and the master will catch fish for you to eat in the future." ”
"Hey, then thank you, Master. Xiao Tian rubbed his nose and said again: "However, now that Young Master Tang's money bag is here, I can buy a lot of buns when I go back." ”
"Out of breath. Honghong glanced at Xiao Tian, and was quite speechless at him, with so much money, he only knew how to buy steamed buns, and he knew that Tang Zixuan's money bag could be bought in the next store.
Xiao Tian didn't seem to notice Honghong's white eyes, he was extremely excited when he thought of the money bag in his arms, and continued to say to Honghong: "And I have to buy meat buns, not vegetables." For the sake of you helping me catch fish, I can also ask you to eat a few. But you don't have to thank me, who called you my master. ”
"It's not uncommon!" Honghong's immature voice sounded, his tone was full of disdain, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly, obviously still very happy.
Tang Zixuan, as the owner of the money bag, has lost his dominance over it at this moment.
"Huh?" Xiao Tian, who was originally happy, suddenly stopped, and he looked at the trees around him with some suspicion.
"What are you doing?" asked Gu Wenyu, who was the closest.
Xiao Tian didn't answer Gu Wenyu, but stopped Honghong, "Fox, are you going the wrong way?"
"How is it possible! Your Uncle Fox can walk with his eyes closed!" Honghong said affirmatively, without any intention of stopping.
"No, you must have gone wrong, don't leave yet, come back. Xiao Tian waved as he spoke, regardless of whether the people in front of him saw it or not.
Honghong looked back impatiently, "You just follow along, what's so much trouble?"
Xiao Tian pointed to the tree in front of him and said, "I recognize this tree, we walked before, and this is coming back again." ”