"Okay," he said gently, "Peach Blossom Spring, I hope that next time I can have the honor to invite the fairy to Peach Blossom Land to have a drink of sake." ”

"Always available. ”

He smiled and shook his head: "I hope so······"

I said: "But I still don't understand, obviously if you summon a fantasy world to the white jade mirror, we can go directly to the Peach Blossom Spring, wouldn't it save a lot of things, and suffer a lot less in this wilderness???

"Illusions, like enchantments, are perceived by everyone, and my whereabouts are revealed. ”

I still think this reason is too far-fetched, why not let the illusion complete his teleportation and let others know that he has been here on the East Coast?

Feng Jianqing added: "Besides, I'm not in a hurry to go back. ”

I smiled lightly, met his gaze and said, "Coincidentally, I'm not in a hurry." ”

Because of the lack of sleep the night before, I slept fairly soundly. I stretched out my stiff limbs and stretched out a big slumber.

The sky is not yet bright, the sky in the east is not yet bright, the east is slightly bright, a round of the moon hangs in the sky, it will not set, the night will end, and the dawn has not yet come, everything is covered with a layer of milky white mist, hazy lost its clear outline.

Feng Jianqing was on the other side of the room, sleeping unawakely.

I was not sleepy, but I didn't want to wake him, so I dressed up lightly, walked out of the hut, and gently closed the door.

It may have rained last night, the air was quite humid, the grove was filled with the fragrance of grass and trees, refreshing, and there was a stream not far away, and the sound of water could be faintly heard. I walked as far as I could, but I didn't go far, went around to the back of the house, squatted down, saw a drop of dew on the tip of the grass condensed, about to drop, suddenly the child's heart was big, my fingers turned slightly in the sky, and the dew condensed into a translucent Xiaoice droplet. Keeping the shape of the dripping and condensing on the tip of the grass, the flexible grass swayed slightly.

After admiring my masterpiece for a long time, I habitually clapped my hands, although there was obviously no dust on my hands, I stood up with satisfaction, suddenly widened my eyes and covered my mouth, and held back an exclamation.

A "crystalline" fawn, with a pair of big pure eyes, faced me.

It seems to be a silver mist, and when you look at it, the whole body is ethereal and fluid, and it seems to have no definite form, and it blends perfectly with the foggy morning light around it, but if you look at it from a distance, you can only look at the general situation, and look at it with your peripheral vision. You can see the shape of a fawn, and the shape of the body shimmers with a faint blue faint light.

I cautiously whispered, "How are you, little one?"

It lifted its wet little nose, which of course could only be my delusion, sniffed me, and hesitantly opened its mouth to scream, but I couldn't hear anything.

I didn't know how to communicate with him, but I reached out to touch his head, and his eyes flashed with horror, and he took a few steps back, his slender legs shaking the ground restlessly, as if he didn't know whether to go or stay.

I smiled and said softly, "Don't be afraid, little one. With a flick of my right hand, the ice and mist filled the air, and a Xiaoice deer, exactly like the fawn, stood quietly beside me, and I racked my brains to manipulate him, shaking my head and snorting, but the movements looked rather stiff.

The fawn watched in amazement, jumped lightly, and seemed to be effortless when jumping, as if it did not touch the ground, and the afterimage of the pale blue mist behind the figure floated for a long time, and touched the nose of the ice deer.

But it passed directly through the body of the ice deer.

The fawn shook her ears, retracted her head, opened her mouth and barked a few times, still without a sound, and turned to me, as if she had lost interest in the model of herself made of ice.

I whispered, "What are you doing?"

It opened its mouth and barked, and I could imagine the sound of a deer, but I couldn't hear anything.

It turned and walked a few steps into the woods, and when it turned back and saw that I had not followed, it called anxiously.

A pantomime.

Confused, it ran back to me, grabbed me by the hem of my shirt, and tried to pull me. But it went straight through the placket of my clothes.

I stretched out my hand, and it hit my hand hard with its little head, and there was a cold feeling in my hand, and its head went directly through my palm, and now only the body and half of the pale blue neck were exposed, which looked mysterious and eerie.

There was no touch, just cold, as if the hand had entered the ice water, and it was the feeling of directly dipping the bare hand bones into the ice water.

I retracted my hand in amazement and took a few steps back, not knowing what kind of creature it was, good or evil, friend or foe.

It looked at me almost pleadingly. Crying out pitifully, my heart softened: how could such a defenseless little thing hurt me······

"Okay, okay. I whispered, "I'm coming······" I turned my head and looked at Feng Jianqing from the window, he still hadn't woken up, and I didn't plan to wake him up, I would come back after a trip with Xiaolu, it wouldn't be long······

The fawn jumped for joy and led the way, and it crossed the brook lightly.

The stream was flowing rapidly, the snow was splashing jade, and the thin water droplets and mist were like a mist of water, I pouted, although it was so bad, I still waved my hand simply and rudely, slashed it hard, and the water flow was completely frozen, and then Shi Shiran walked over.

The fawn watched my every move with interest, calling silently, and before I had gone far, the jungle became denser and denser, and I had to cut through the thorns and thorns to make a bloody path in the dense forest, and my fingers were also scratched by the branches, and the blood slowly seeped out.

After a few more steps, my eyes suddenly brightened up, and a small piece of clean and delicate meadow, the long grass was soft and fluttering in the wind. The fawn made a few gnawing movements at the edge of the meadow on a few strange grasses that grew out of the blue, and on the top of this grass there were lilac spike-like flowers, the stamens of which were radially stabbing outward, and the edges of the leaves were not smooth and flat at all. Of course, this gnawing action is fruitless, is this the "apple grass" in "Yo Yo Deer Song, Apple Eating Wild"?

I am not diligent in my four bodies, and I don't distinguish between grains, so of course I can only speculate on this······

It was already dark, and it began to get restless, looking at me and shaking its head and screaming, as if trying to make me understand something. I became more and more puzzled, stretched out my hand to make a reassuring gesture, and said helplessly: "I don't understand, I'm sorry, I have to go back······"

The fawn's eyes lit up and pounced, I retracted my hand in surprise, it cried out in disappointment, I reached out in confusion to check, except for a shallow wound on my hand, which was not bleeding.

And so on······ My heart sank, could it be ······· You can't come for my blood, do you?!

I held my left hand with my right hand and massaged it vigorously, and the blood oozed out at an accelerated rate, condensing into a drop of blood, and with a gentle flick, the blood flew out.

The fawn leapt to its feet and reached out to catch the drops of blood, which did not pass through its body, as if it had been absorbed by him.