A person, a mink and a mountain pig, with a strange posture, jumped out of the 'Everest' peak.

And that strange mountain peak, with their departure, disappeared from this heaven and earth.

It was empty, and in the distance there was only a lonely city, still standing.

They seemed to have suddenly appeared in a new world from the wild ancient world.

In the hazy distance, there are faint chickens and dogs barking and green smoke.

Not far away, a river flowed in front of them.

The little white sable threw down Li Qingxin very naturally, and the two small grabs held Xiao Man's waist and looked at him, looking angry and delicate.

As for the mountain pig, it actively ignores it, because the little white sable smells its biggest nemesis, 'blood'.

Her red mouth pursed slightly, and she complained, "Second fool, you are slacking off again, sleeping a lot, and if you do this again, this girl will not take you to play in the future." ”

The voice is like a breeze supporting willows, and it is slightly immature, slowly dispersing in all directions, which is very pleasant to the ear.

Li Qingxin was like a dead dog, lying on the ground motionless, but the hands that grabbed the pig's feet were even harder, and the green tendons were violently holding it.

The mountain pig was already dying, and its hind hooves were bloody and miserable, and it still failed to break free from the magic grasp.

can only be a pig resigned to his fate, and he really has no strength.

After a long while, the little white sable saw that Li Qingqing had not moved, she called Li Qing gently, and walked over with new concern, only to find that the goods were actually asleep again.

The little cutie's lungs were about to explode, and the two pairs of little paws were raised high, just as they were about to fight.

It seemed that the master's earnest teaching came to his ears again: "Yang'er! You have to bother with that stupid boy under the mountain, don't bully him!"

How can there be such a pitiful ...... is the only time I saw him in my life as a teacher, not to mention that he is also the lifesaver of you and me. ”

'Poor, cute and respectable' was swallowed deeply by the man with saliva.

Speaking of emotion, the man also turned his back to the little white mink and wept.

However, no matter how the little white mink asks Li Qingxin about his past, those life-saving deeds will be vaguely passed by the master.

Since the little white mink was beaten, Li Qingxin has been covered in the city and outside the city, looking for things all over the world on and off the mountain, trying to cure Li Qingxin's stupid disease.

It is both a return of gratitude and curiosity.

What did this stupid boy do before?

What has it been to become what it is today?

The little white sable once again forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and released his tried and tested skills.

She yelled at Li Xinxin, "It's time to eat." ”

Li Xinxin was excited, got up, touched his belly, and looked around.

"Where's the rice, eat, it's time to eat." ”

At this time, the two looked at each other, and the little white mink looked at the blood spots on Li Xinxin's face, and a look of fear appeared on his pretty face.

Before she could say anything, her charming blue eyes rolled up, and her delicate little body smashed straight to the ground and passed out.

Li Qingxin scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "I'm dizzy again." ”

The words are slow and slightly sluggish.

He gently picked up the little white sable with his big hand and carefully put it into the red hat of the Mai on his back.

The inside of the red fur hat is covered with white bird down, which is very soft and comfortable, and the little white sable lies quietly on it.

With the other hand, grabbing the pig's toes brutally, it is great that he can pick up a pig when he wakes up.

He walked along the river, strutting home, and said as he went, "Sure enough, nothing is, and a good sleep will not solve the problem." ”

Thinking of going home, Li's fresh and honest face was full of happiness.

So, he shook the mountain pig very hard, and the behemoth three meters away was in his hand, just as easy as carrying a chicken, and he seemed to be even happier when he listened to the snorting pig.

The long river along the way of Li Qingxin is called the burial dragon, and the burial dragon is divided into nine songs, and one song has eighteen bends.

The water of the Burial Dragon River is clear and visible, and there are countless species swimming in it.

The pebbles at the bottom of the river are bright and clean and reflect the light, and the little ones roaming in the water, with delicate and delicate scales, jump high in groups from time to time, which is very naughty and cute.

Although he has experienced the scenery on both sides of the strait millions of times, Li Qingxin is still stupid, he doesn't leave anything behind, everything he sees is novel, and he likes it from the bottom of his heart.

Li Qingxin's home is located at the very end of the six curves and eight bends, about ten miles away from the small city.

After three years of reclamation and transplantation, the shore of Molong Bay is decorated like a thing in the world, and walking in it is like being in a fairyland.

When a faint layer of green mist shrouded outside is supported by the breeze, a corner of the dream can be glimpsed faintly.

About this piece of green fog, there are many stories about this city and eight villages.

In the past, many people have entered this land of green mist, but what catches their eyes is nothing but fog and fog, and nothing is found in the vast white field.

However, there is a local young student who reads books and reads stupidly, and he was lucky to catch a glimpse of a scene.

There is a woman in red on the flowers, dancing among the branches and leaves.

Just a glimpse, the three souls and seven spirits will follow.

But when he came back to his senses, everything was gone, and only the boundless hazy green mist remained.

Shaosheng was infatuated with the figure that did not look like the world, so he searched for three days and three nights in this green mist, staggering and sleepless.

In the end, he was rescued by the Burial Dragon River, and at that time he kept muttering, "Beauty is not like a human object."

Fairy, there are really fairies!' The storyteller doesn't deceive me!"

After he woke up at home, he didn't think about food and tea, and within a few days, he left depressed.

Since then, it has been listed as a forbidden place by the villagers of the native dwellings, and some people teach children to be ghosts, and some people teach children to be immortals, and they should not be offended anyway.

When Li Qingxin looked at the fog covering the ground that was getting clearer and clearer, he couldn't help but cheer even more in his heart.

The stride turned into a trot, the trot turned into a hurry, and he plunged headlong into the green mist.

The scene in front of Li Qingxin was suddenly open to the sky.

The cobblestone-paved sheep intestine path, the willows on both sides are fluttering in the wind, and the black and white happy birds are frightened.

The endless wishing flowers, if the small ones are fingered, the big ones are like pots, and the colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple outline thousands of forms.

At the same time, they exude a loving aunt's soft smile and charm. The intoxicating light fragrance is also very fragrant and delicious.

Colorful mottled trees with umbrella-shaped crowns scattered among wishing flowers.

Its roots are bare on the ground, mostly intertwined into a deck chair shape, growing thick and soft roots.

Li Qingxin dragged the mountain pig who gradually gained spirit and ran all the way.

The fragrance on both sides of the strait is overflowing, and the aura is as abundant as rain, not like in the world.

Li Qingxin walked through the thorny road and arrived at the Mandarin Duck Bridge.

The small bridge and the flowing stream, Li Qingxin stopped his galloping pace at this time.

As if he had forgotten some important step before going home, he thought about it with great difficulty, and happily walked to the edge of the small bridge.

Looking at the sparkling water, his miserable face and messy clothes were reflected in it.

Li Qingxin squirmed and said to his face, "I'm sorry, Brother Face, Brother Bu, I must pay attention next time." ”

The tone is very firm.

The clear water in the stream, as if he understood the words of a person, condensed the anger of believing in you, and a clear spring splashed out of the rock, and Li Qingxin fell into the water.

Li Xinqing ignored it, buried his whole head in the water, and after a second and thirteen moments, a young man with delicate facial features but a silly temperament slowly surfaced.

With this little stoppage, the mountain pig that Li Qingxin was holding on to had already recovered its mental strength, and with a whoosh, he got rid of Li Qingxin's clutches, and hugged the wishing flower like crazy.

It was like seeing the most attractive temptation in the world, desperate to move forward.

Li Qingxin grew his mouth, looked at the crazy mountain pig in disbelief, and shook his head helplessly sympathetically.

The mountain pig ran frantically to the end of happiness, and the fat pig's head was fascinated by the endless wishing flowers.

The 'Night Rain General' rushed away, the 'Lovers in the Scene' fell apart, the 'Flower and the Full Moon' were shattered, and the lifelike carvings were smashed miserably.

......

The mountain pig can be described as a fish in water, like a bird rising into the air, like a newcomer in the cave house, playing freely and enjoying himself.

Li Qingxin looked at the mountain pig who was having fun, and then turned around silently.

Skillfully, turn around and lie down, hold your head in your hands, close your eyes, pout your buttocks, and wait for the calm before the storm.

In the depths of the wishing flower, on a deck chair intertwined with colorful trees, a red dress is lying comfortably on it, holding a book "The Legend of the World", gently swaying with the wind.

Her red lips and teeth were sucking on the stem of a wishing flower.

The stem tube is connected to the beautiful fruit produced by the colorful wood, and the milky white fruit milk in the transparent stem tube flows into the cherry red lips endlessly, a leisurely fairy picture.

seemed to have seen her favorite clip, and the ethereal and pleasant voice floated out of her red lips with a frustration.

"Mandarin ducks and ducks.

Where the people are, the beloved.

With your time, it is called the world.

Spring and the side, the plain hand lightly holds the inkstone, the pen and ink bloom two immortals, and the colorful clothes outline the peerless smile.

The summer lingers, the paper umbrella travels in Langshan, the drizzle moistens the shoulders, and the green eaves are murmuring.

Autumn acacia, red leaves fly all over the sky, green water reflects the bamboo curtain, and the fragrance of tea surrounds the fragrant song and never sleeps.

Winter is warm, ice and snow are in the world, and poetry and wine paint rivers and mountains. The beautiful woman looks back beautifully.

In the morning, the rouge dress plays Chang'an, the sunset sets, and the loose makeup bundles return to their hometown.

The bright moon on the sea, hooking the waist and hugging, looking at each other without a word, looking at a thousand sails.

The sky is full of stars, the chest is snuggling, and the words are unforgettable, and I have read it for a hundred years. ”

The woman in red was fascinated by the reading, but her eyes were already moist unconsciously.

Her eyes were hazy, she looked up at the endless sky, and muttered, "Master, are you okay now?"

I miss you so much!"

The song "Mandarin and Duck" vividly interprets the love and love of the two people's world.

Lying alone in red, his thoughts are full of thoughts, and it is the time when he is full of melancholy.

The sound of the mountain pigs struggling to toss broke the sad picture of the fairy roll.

Her countenance, which had brought disaster to the country and the people, first frowned slightly, then frowned, and then collapsed like a volcano.

The anger set off the fiery red silk forging that was full of green silk like a waterfall and wrapped around the graceful figure, and it was also raised high in an instant.

"Ah...... Li Qingxin. ”

Gritting his teeth, he didn't share the sky, and a sudden burst of explosion thunder resounded through this small world.

The red clothes flashed away, and the deck chairs intertwined with colorful wood were still swaying, and the red clothes had already jumped in front of the mountain pigs.

The pig's face was stunned and dumbfounded.

The huge pig's head was firmly grasped by a white and soft wattle, and then it was picked up fiercely.

Up and down, left and right, between a few breaths, the fat body of the mountain pig and the yellow earth, there are no less than 100 close contacts.

The flesh and blood are blurry and miserable, and the mountain pig has just discovered something more beautiful than the wishing flower, but before it has time to express it, it has suffered an unprecedented crisis.

After a few wails, there was no sound.

Cruel, so ruthless, and the goddess who has just been quietly infatuated, it is like subverting the two extremes of the three views,

......

In the central area surrounded by grass and trees, there is a beautiful and elegant bamboo forest, and in the east corner of the bamboo forest, there is a delicate two-story building.

There is a green cow next to the small building, sitting and lying on the edge of the Qingtan water, whapping its tail boringly, looking at the turbulent water in a daze.

The entire floor of the small building is decorated with pink, and there are several smiling rag dolls hanging on the walls.

I saw her facing the empty pavilion in the building, and said to herself, "Little cuties, don't mess with you, I feel my brother's breath, my brother is back, I'm going to pick up my brother." ”

In the air that is invisible to the naked eye, a very small and very small naïve elf is combined into a big cat with dark circles, and it is still happily twisting and dancing, and the little girl has already broken out of the door, and her calves are running towards the Mandarin Duck Bridge.

On the galloping little girl, the floral fairy skirt fluttered in the wind, and the black hair rose high, which was very cheerful and smart.

It's just that the beautiful jewel-like eyes are wide open, and they don't blink in a hurry, which is very strange.

The little girl's happy mood seemed to infect all the life around her, and they grew happily at a speed visible to the naked eye under the laughter of silver bells.

Outside this small world, the nine bends and eighteen bends of the buried dragon, and the new song is born in the Molong Bay, which is very pleasant, all things sound together, there are things that are psychic, but the words of people are also, and since then they have stepped on the avenue to practice.