Hot water was boiling on the stove in the house.

The man walked in from outside, took out an oiled paper bag from his arms and opened it, the brown sugar cake was steamed, steaming, and the sweet smell suddenly filled the whole room. He took out one, wrapped it in oiled paper and handed it to the child: "Dongdong, your favorite brown sugar cake." ”

Mendong looked at the brown sugar cake in his hand.

It's his favorite food, and he doesn't seem to have eaten it in a long time.

"Why don't you eat it?" The woman beside him who was doing the work looked at him with a smile: "Eat it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold." ”

Mendong indulged in this gentle care again, he took a big bite, and then his face changed.

In contrast to the sweet, soft exterior of the pastry, when you eat it, you feel like you're eating a clump of sand made of muddy water, with an earthy smell mixed with rough pebbles and shriveled dead grass, which is hard to swallow.

He spit out the contents of his mouth with a "puff".

When the woman saw this, she was startled, and hurriedly came over and asked, "What's the matter?" Is there something uncomfortable? She reached out and touched Mendon's forehead, and as she got closer, an unbearable earthy smell emanated from between her sleeves.

Mendong couldn't help but shrink back, and accidentally touched something beside him, he looked down and saw a cloth tiger in his hand, and a few of his beards were pulled off.

"Want this?" When the woman saw this, she shoved the tiger into his bosom: "Take it and play with it." ”

Mendong stared at the cloth tiger.

The tiger was beautifully made, it was sewn by a skillful woman, its eyes were two round black buttons, its beard was white with fishing line, and it had a hairy tail, which was soft and warm to the touch, and very delicate. But for some reason, he remembered another cloth tiger in his mind, sewn crookedly, like a ferocious beast, with strange eyes and a stiff tail like a wooden club.

When had he ever had such an ugly tiger?

Who gave him that ugly tiger?

In my memory, there seemed to be a young man's impatient voice ringing in his ears: "Cry, cry, cry, you know crying, this thing is for you, don't cry in the future, you know!" ”

He took it with a sob, and cried even more sadly when he saw that the tiger was so ugly.

"Shut up for me, you still have the face to cry, I take care of the white baby, I don't sleep at night just to sew such a thing for you, stinky little ghost, don't know what to do." The boy had no confidence in warning.

Gu Baiying...... Who's that?

A face seemed to appear in front of him, his eyebrows and eyes were handsome, and he seemed to be impatient, and he muttered, "Seventh Uncle......"

"What?" The woman asked with a smile not to hear what he was saying.

Mendong looked down at the puppet in his hand.

He did have such a beautiful cloth tiger, which his mother had sewn with her own hands. He loved it and slept with it, but that night the fire spread and enveloped the whole house, and everything was burned, including the cloth tiger.

Later, he was taken away and rescued again, and he went to Gufeng Mountain and slept with the boy who rescued him. He has no father and mother, and he has no cloth tiger, and he often wakes up from nightmares at night and cries non-stop.

The young Seventh Master Uncle sat up from the couch, looked at himself sobbing in the dark, and asked angrily, "Little ghost, how can you sleep well?" ”

With tears in his eyes, he said timidly: "Uncle Shi, I, I want a cloth tiger with a tail and black eyes. ”

The boy lifted the quilt and left.

Later, Gu Baiying disappeared for several days, and when he saw this little uncle again, this person was holding a cloth tiger in his hand and stuffed it into his hand: "Take it." ”

Mendong had never seen such an ugly tiger.

So ugly that if you don't say it's a tiger, no one can really see what it is. This tiger is sewn crookedly, and its eyes are made of good black gold stone, which is square and will glow at night, this thing is placed next to the pillow, and when you wake up at night, you will see it, but I am afraid that you will think that it is a demon beast that has come to ask for your life.

Mendong cried even more sadly: "Why are you so ugly......"

"Still ugly?" The young man said angrily: "I sewed this with my own hands!" ”

He held the cloth tiger in his arms, and for the first time in this strange sect, he cried out loud with peace of mind and joy.

The delicate cloth tiger in his hand seemed to be a little cold.

Those faint images finally brought back all his memories, as if he had woken up from a strange dream, Mendong raised his eyes and looked around, surprised to find that the sweet, warm smell in the air had somehow become fishy and damp. It was like water and grass stacked together and rotting, and he looked at the woman and the man beside him, and the familiar faces had blurred at some point.

This is not his home, which disappeared in that fire many years ago. His father and mother and the cloth tiger could not appear here.

A strong fear seized him, and Mendong pushed the woman in front of him away, jumped out of bed and ran towards the door, shouting, "Help—"

The sturdy-looking wooden door, like a fantasy, was plunged into it by him, and outside the door was a cold and dark corridor, and the torches hanging on the wall cast a faint light and shadow on the ground, and the cold wind blew on his face like a knife, and that little warmth was brutally expelled, and he woke up from his dream completely.

Here it is...... The road of Wufan City.

Yes, they were in the altar of Wufan City, chased by the sand tide, Gu Baiying and Yang Haixing were stopped by the falling beam, and he followed Meng Ying and them to rush up the stairs, and then ..... Then he turned around and found himself chopping wood in the mountains with his deceased father.

Mendong looked back suddenly, the wooden door was gone, and there were corridors in front and back, and there was no warm room.

"Illusion?" It dawned on him.

But what about Meng Ying, where are Meng Ying? Mendong was about to walk when he tripped over something at his foot and nearly tripped him, and when he looked down, he saw a leg sticking out of the darkness and obliquely in front of him.

It was dark and dark, and if it hadn't been for Fang Cai, Mendong wouldn't have noticed. He was startled, and when he looked along this leg, he saw that half of someone's body was sleeping in the secret room, and his two legs were lying across the side of the road, it was Tian Fangfang.

"Senior Brother Tian!" Suddenly found a companion here, Mendong was very excited. He ran to Tian Fangfang's side, and found that Tian Fangfang was motionless, and his heart sank, thinking if he was dead, right? After a closer look, he found that Tian Fangfang's chest was undulating, still breathing, and he should not be dead.

This place is strange, he has sunk into the illusion, and Tian Fangfang is probably also in the way of the illusion. Mendong pushed Tian Fangfang and shouted in his ear: "Senior Brother Tian! ”