Xiaoman may have sensed something, she has just been quietly with her for the past few days, and has never mentioned anything without complaints.

And Sang Wushi in these irritable days, occasionally remembered the young man who appeared in the sea that day, she even woke up in a nightmare, the ghost sent the gods to that place, but still found nothing, as if it was really just a dream. But what is very strange is that in the past few days, she has found that every time Xiaoman sends the food box, it has always been touched, and the fruit inside is always missing. For this reason, she also deliberately checks the things in the house as soon as she returns to the house.

...... Early this morning, Sang Wushi hid in his room all the time, sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes locked on the food box on the table. She wanted to see which one of them dared to hit her attention. But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement. It stands to reason that ordinary people would not be aware of her after she was hidden, but it is true that no one has ever been here. When he was drowsy, Sang Wushi stretched out, got up and walked to the table to open the food box...... It's gone again!

She gritted her teeth: "It won't be Ji Heng's guy who did it again." "That kid is a habitual thief. Thinking of this, she immediately looked around vigilantly, "Come out!

......

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew open the wooden windows of the house, and it rattled. The wind blew her red clothes, Sang Wushi squinted her eyes slightly, she felt a strong breath, it was...... That's right, it's the teenager.

Except for him, this Futu Palace would not have such a powerful but demonic power at all.

"It's you, right?" Sang Wushi said loudly, she didn't know if the young man could hear it, but now she felt very uncomfortable in the open and in the dark.

...... The wind blows the window. Other than that, there was silence.

After a long time, a young man's voice came from afar, "Are you looking for me?"

The voice, clear and ethereal, seemed to come from far away.

Sang Wushi's eyebrows curled, and the corners of his mouth raised a big smile: "Yes! It's you! Aren't you in the Wufu Sea?"

But the next moment no one answered her, and there was no sound again......

"Hey, I've really been looking for you a few times later, why are you here? Anyway, you came out first!" Sang Wushi was a little angry. As soon as the words fell, a burst of white light instantly surrounded her, and she closed her eyes slightly under the dazzling light, and when she opened them again, she found that she was back in the huge blue and clear valley enchantment, where she first met the boy.

Butterflies fly, fireflies scatter, water music murmurs, and green shadows float. Sang looked at the beautiful and magical scene around him, but he didn't see the young man, "How the hell did you get here?" she asked.

She was answered by a powerful wind and the ethereal voice of a young man blown away by the wind: "Because, I am also looking for you." "The wind floats, and the voice is hazy and unreal.

"What did you say?" Sang frowned, slightly uncertain. I looked up and looked around, but I was slightly distracted by the sight of the scene in the distance.

The little boy leaned against an ancient green tree, and his little feet swayed back and forth without a match. The silver-white and light-green striped robes fluttered in the wind. It was a little boy who was born more amazing than all women, elegant as mist, white and dusty, eyebrows like distant dais, lips like red cherry blossoms, silver and white hairband lightly tied with a little black hair, and a short braid on the oblique sideburns, which gently waved with the fine hair on the forehead. He resembled a ten-year-old child of the human race, and his clear blue eyes shone with aura, as if just one glance could make people unload all defenses.

The corners of the boy's lips didn't move at all when he spoke, and the voice was directly transmitted to her head through the breeze. Suddenly, a small orange appeared in his hand, orange and orange, which was lightly held by the crystal little hand, and it was extraordinarily ..... delicious and attractive.

"I'm looking for this. In the tone of the statement, the young man threw the orange in his hand, slowly fell from the tree, and came to her. The closer I got, the more I found that this childlike boy was really lovely. He flew lightly to a foot in front of her, and the orange in his hand floated in front of her, and she took it, trying to look ahead, but in an instant, the young man's figure dissipated.

Looking back, I saw that he sat down beside the tree far away again, just looking at her quietly.

Sang Wushi was stunned, and a smile flashed in his golden eyes, "You just said you were looking for me?"

The young man glanced at her quietly, and his blue eyes were quiet and faint, "You have no time, Sang has no time." ”

Yo ho, she hooked her lips, sat directly on the ground, supported her jaw with one hand, and said with a smile: "So little ghost, where are you from?"

And he looked away, stretched, and did not answer, looking a little sleepy.

...... This little ghost, Sang gritted his teeth from time to time, "Then you have to tell me what your name is, right?"

...... The imp in her mouth glanced at her calmly again, yawned, and played with the branch in her hand, seemingly uninterested in her question.

Sang Wushi was a little annoyed, did this little ghost really not know his name or didn't want to tell her? A smile flashed in her eyes, so she thought it was the latter. But......

"Don't you have a name?" Sang quipped, and when he heard this, the young man glanced back at her, as if waiting for the following.

Sang Wushi saw that he seemed to be a little interested, and suddenly said excitedly: "If you don't have a name, then I'll give you a name." ”

The next moment, the young man suddenly flashed to her not far away and looked at her, tilted his head slightly, and the small pigtail on his forehead was also slightly crooked.

Sang Wushi held her chin with one hand, looked up at the dark blue void night, and seemed to think for a long, long time, "What is the name of the ............" At this time, she really hated that she had no ink on her chest, and she made a fool of herself in front of the child at the critical moment, ".... Yes.. I remember, when I was listening to books in the human world before, I heard something like a jade and a son, as if to describe a man who is very handsome...... Uh....." She turned her head to look at the young man not far away, and paused, "...... Anyway, you're a little boy too, so you should be fine...... Mo Gong ?... Not really, Mozi?...... It's not like it's not good......" She scratched her head and got tangled in herself.

......

The young man just looked at her quietly, and did not show impatience, but showed a faint pleasure in his expression.

The person sitting cross-legged on the ground suddenly shook and snapped his fingers, "Ah! Mozi can't do it, just call you Zimo!" Sang Wushi smiled happily, she is really cultured.

He was silent for a while, and muttered: "Zi-Mo-" After speaking, he read it to himself twice, seemed to be in a much better mood, and bowed his head slightly in agreement.

Sang smiled from time to time, the corners of his curved lips raised, and his golden eyes smiled lightly.

......