【Yu Huangyu】Qing Jia

【One】

The crystal ball floating in his hand suddenly shimmered.

The warlock stopped, looked around, and finally landed on a small green field under a tree.

He squatted down and pushed aside the large spring taro leaves.

The "man" who was only the size of a thumb and dressed in light armor of a swordsman was looking at him in surprise, his eyes full of guard.

The warlock sighed, knelt down and held out his hand to him.

"Although I'm sorry, Mr. Swordsman, can you please listen to my explanation?"

【two】

In fact, even Troubling Rain didn't know why things suddenly turned out like this.

He was just passing through this deep forest, considering that he hoped to reach another village before the sun went down, so he decided to walk through instead of detour, but when he reached the center of the forest, he suddenly felt a strange and inexplicable turmoil , like ripples of transparent shimmering light spreading in the air, he subconsciously wanted to draw his sword, but a more dazzling light burst out in an instant.

When he woke up again, he suddenly felt that the whole world was wrong.

The world suddenly became huge and bewildered. The wood sorrel he could fiddle with had turned into a towering giant tree. When he was looking around, he bumped into a daisy, and then he saw a tree that was bigger than half his body. A bee raised its mouthparts from the stamen and buzzed towards him.

——The majestic sword master actually wants to avoid the pursuit of a bee.

What is going on in this world!

This was Troublesome Night's last thought before preparing to run away.

【three】

"I didn't expect that the range of influence of that technique would be so large."

So now he's sitting at a strange man's table listening to his explanation, a black-robed warlock with moonlight silver hair and night-mist eyes - but that doesn't dampen the Juggernaut's wrath, after he hears he's going to It had come to this because he had been whining about for a quarter of an hour after the warlock had cast a spell beyond his control, before finally making his closing statement.

"So can you make me change back?"

"I still have to say sorry for this." Warlock lowered his eyes: "In fact, I have never encountered this situation before, so I need to confirm the method - before that, can I wrong you to stay here? "

"I will take on the responsibility of protecting you, and I swear by the spiritual power in my blood and the glory on the scepter, no matter what, I will definitely solve this matter."

Ye Yusheng watched him for a long time.

He didn't know whether he should trust this warlock, but he had no one to trust except this warlock.

—Should he trust a bee that hunted him down?

[Four]

They exchange each other's names.

Soksar and Troubled Night Rain.

【Fives】

"Would you like this?" After searching the room for a long time, the warlock finally brought out a clean shallow cauldron: "I don't think I can let you sleep directly on the table?"

Juggernaut leaned against the oil lamp with his little Bingyu in his arms, depressed, and lazily raised his eyelids to look: "Do I have any other choice?"

"It seems not." Warlock looked around and shook his head honestly.

Then, when Juggernaut was about to launch his new round of attacks on the theme of "Using spells indiscriminately is unscientific, unhealthy, and affects the normal survival of human beings", there was a faint but real vibration in the air.

He glanced at the warlock.

The warlock glanced at him.

Depressedly, the Juggernaut wrapped himself more tightly with his cloak, turned his back and did not speak.

The small figure was leaning against the three lampstands that he probably couldn't embrace, looking rather pitiful.

Someone's footsteps sounded behind him.

【six】

The warlock put the small berries wrapped in wide leaves in front of him, which were no bigger than the size of a little finger. Normally, he would be afraid of getting stuck between his teeth, but now he could only hold one and gnaw from top to bottom. The berries are sweet and juicy, barely appeasing this sad and indignant state of mind. After killing five, the Juggernaut felt that the heartburn of hunger finally subsided, and suddenly a soft petal was handed over to him. He raised his head suspiciously, but saw Warlock's smiling face.

"Wipe it." He said, "It's all over your face."

【Seven】

His habitat tonight was the warlock's cauldron, which gave him the illusion that he would be set on fire in the middle of the night and eaten.

The Warlock used soft cloth to pad the crucible three layers, and then gently picked him up and put him into the crucible after obtaining the consent of the Juggernaut.

The small one sat in the middle of the large cauldron, and it was quite like the feeling sung by oriental bards that they are afraid of the rocks and can't climb their swords and look around in a daze.

He looked up at the warlock, then looked down again.

"Go to sleep." Said the Juggernaut who was lying down.

【Eight】

Then, as if there was a gentle wind blowing, the room fell into a long and distant darkness for an instant.

He heard the rustling of clothes rubbing against each other, the wind and insects outside the window.

There was still a herbal smell in the cauldron that was too faint to be smelled unless you smelled it carefully, the cloth under his body was smooth and soft, and he curled himself into a ball with the ice rain in his arms—everything that happened was too bizarre, even if It's a sword master, and he couldn't accept it for a while.

Everything that is familiar has become huge and strange, and he is here alone, always feeling that the night that he didn't care about before will soon swallow him up.

He pulled his cloak and wrapped himself a little tighter, feeling that the night was a bit cold.

【nine】

Suddenly there was a sound in the room again, and the candle was lit. He saw the warlock leaning over the cauldron and looking at him. The hair that was gathered in the robe during the day was loosened. The luster reminded him of being touched by the moonlight. Dyed brocade—he didn't know what to say for a moment, and he heard him ask: "Not sleeping well?"

He hugged Bing Yu and didn't speak.

"It's a bit dark in the room... I'm sorry I forgot that you might not be used to it." The warlock said in a low voice: "But this flame can't be lit all night—the flame of magic is always particularly affected in such a dark night." Welcome to the ghosts, who have little power and are a pain in the ass."

"But there is still a small solution." Troubling Night Rain saw him smile, waved his hand lightly, and the lights went out again.

Then just above his cauldron, a small nebula appeared—as bright and gentle as any he had seen in a clear desert, and the mist even moved, casting flickering lights and shadows in his eyes.He heard Soksar chuckle again, and then the cloak he had been clutching was pulled away, and another piece of soft cloth was covered on his body, with a reassuring cotton feel and a faint smell of tea. .

"Hmm... I thought you might need a pillow?"

And he did not reject the warlock's kindness.

【ten】

But he was still a little confused when something wrapped in cloth was placed under his head.

It held up well without being uncomfortably hard—as good as a hotel pillow he'd ever slept on, and he smelled a little honey-lemon, which made him feel better. The cauldron, illuminated by the stars, became alluring: "What is this?"

He finally couldn't help but ask.

"It's the gummies sent by the elves in the forest before." Soksar said, "I couldn't find anything better at the moment."

"Do you need another moon?" he asked again, "I can make it brighter."

"No need, no need, just like this, I don't want to bother you too much—although you are to blame for all this, I said, your spell is too dangerous next time, don't use it indiscriminately, I'm going to bed first, so I hope you wake up tomorrow I've found a way to transform me back." After Ye Yusheng finished speaking this series of words, he lifted the cloth on his body to cover his head.

Suddenly, water droplets hit the body.

The little Juggernaut lifted his temporary quilt all at once, and heard the instigator say: "If you are so young, there may be problems with covering your head."

"And I suddenly remembered your name." He pointed to the cumulonimbus clouds that had just condensed and formed on the small universe and then were driven away.

"Ye Yu."

—after Soksar had gone to sleep in his own bed, and Troubling Rain had resigned himself to the fact that one night of his great life would be spent in a shallow cauldron.

— Nothing happened that night again.

Only the starlight is always with us.

【eleven】

Troubled Rain wakes up in the morning light, and finds that he is still in the cauldron, and nothing around him has changed.

The anticipation of "waking up and finding it's over" burst like a soap bubble.He tried to climb out of the cauldron by himself, but luckily it was a shallow mouth. After sliding down three times, he finally succeeded for the fourth time. When he reached the tabletop, Troublesome Rain suddenly remembered the feeling he had when he climbed a mountain a few years ago. Just young, just won the title of Sword Master in the Fighting Skills Tournament, full of vigor and fighting spirit, climbed over the snow-capped and green forest called the peak of death, the moment the morning light first appeared in the sky when he reached the peak, finally Brilliant first rays of light hit his blond hair.

Now he climbed the cauldron on someone else's table, and when he finally lay flat on the table, he felt like a dream reborn.

So life is really unpredictable and frightening.

【twelve】

"That does not work."

"That won't work either."

"This still doesn't work."

They spent the whole day in all kinds of research, Ye Yu thought that he might not have been so like a guinea pig since he was born, but everything seemed to be in vain, they tried what they could think of and could do Various methods, but to no avail.

"Please let me go, cough, cough, cough, cough." Troubled Night Rain, who emerged from a cloud of brown smoke, almost coughed up tears: "This is worse than pollution."

The warlock watched him without speaking, and silently pushed another petal.

When the sun was setting, the two of them didn't know what to do. The swordsman sat on the table, and the warlock sat beside the table, watching the sun set little by little, and the world turned into a warm and ambiguous golden color.

"What kind of person were you in the past?" Warlock asked suddenly.

"Sword Master! Sword Master!" Thumb Swordsman raised his head proudly: "The very powerful one!"

"En." Then the warlock smiled, and tapped the top of his head lightly with his fingers, as gently as wind blowing leaves.

The swordsman looked into his eyes, it was like the most gentle and vast starry night he had ever seen.

"I believe."

【Thirteen】

Sun and moon morning and evening.

In the blink of an eye he had already lived a week in Soksar's cauldron.

They tried various methods, but they couldn't make the Juggernaut return to its original size. The warlock was very distressed, and the swordsman was also very distressed. For a long time, the two of them stared at each other— —Actually, it’s impossible to say that you don’t feel depressed after being turned into this, but first of all, the other party did it unintentionally, and secondly, the other party has worked hard enough, so the Juggernaut can’t say much about it, he can only continue to complain about why before casting spells Unable to take protective measures, while secretly hating the laziness of trying to take a shortcut that day.

There is no problem with eating, and there is no problem with sleeping. Everything is easy to talk about, and there is nothing to bear when you get used to it.

except...

Thumb Juggernaut was very melancholy.

I was so depressed that I even had few words.

【fourteen】

In the first few days, he still wore light armor to sleep, but later on he got used to it and accepted his fate a little bit, just like in a hotel, he took off his light armor and slept in his underwear.But although living in a crucible and eating on the table is not as much exercise as climbing mountains and fighting monsters outside, I can't change clothes for more than a week-and in the foreseeable future, there will still be no clothes to change.

Although he also squatted in the mountains to guard a giant dragon for three months.

I have also traveled long distances in the desert, and when I came out after half a month, even my ears and eyes were filled with sand.

But that's to be expected and prepared for.

It's nothing like it is now.

When he was sleeping at night, Ye Yu lay depressed in the cauldron, counting the stars in the nebula that Soksar made for him.

——I don’t know if the fleas that grow out will also become smaller when people become smaller.

——Damn it seems to be really itchy.

He turned over silently.

【fifteen】

And this depression was quickly noticed by the careful warlock.

After another futile day passed, the sun set, and the Warlock's hut was painted with warm gold. He looked at the Juggernaut who was fidgeting slightly on the table holding the sword, and made a suggestion with a smile.

"I thought... it's been so many days, maybe you'd like to take a bath?"

The little swordsman's eyes lit up all of a sudden, but soon he became depressed again: "How can I wash it? I don't even have a change of clothes!"

Warlock shrugged and said nothing, just turned and walked into the back room.

When a cup of steaming scented tea was placed in front of him, the little swordsman still stared straight at the eyes. The smell of amaranth, rosemary and chamomile spread softly and warmly around him. He looked at the warlock and then at Cup: "You are..."

"It's very comfortable to take a bath, why don't you try it?"

【Sixteen】

The teacup is just the right size and the water temperature is just right.

Certain needs that had been suppressed were almost turned into wild beasts under this unconscious seduction. The little swordsman looked at the teacup, then at Soksar, and always felt that he was about to try: "Then what?"

"No more." Warlock smiled: "I just think I should take care of your life, after all, you will become like this, it is my responsibility."

——He suddenly felt that the warlock in front of him was not so unfathomable as to be so annoying.

People are really strange animals. It's easy to hate, and it's easy not to hate.

It is still the hardest thing to love.

Warlock kindly brought him two gummies as steps, so that he could easily jump into the teacup.

"Use the method you like, and I will take care of the rest." He said: "I have cast a spell on the water, and the temperature will not lose-you can soak until you feel comfortable."

Then he nodded politely and turned to leave, the night-like robes of the warlock winding in the twilight gold.

The Juggernaut looked at the closed wooden door for a long time.

He resolutely began to take off his pants.

【Seventeen】

When he finally soaked in the warm water with scented scented tea, the little Juggernaut was so comfortable that he almost sank to the bottom with a thud.The cup was just deep enough for him to have his head above the water, his hands and feet stretched out, and he could swim around if he wanted to.With great interest, he grabbed a handful of Amaranth and bathed himself, and suddenly felt that it was quite easy to be happy.

Feeling dizzy after soaking for a long time, he swam to the edge of the cup, gathered with a pile of scented tea and looked out the window.

The dark blue that belongs to the night has secretly invaded the sky, but the cup that belongs to him is still warm.

Boom, boom, boom.

Suddenly there was a light knock on the door.

"Sorry, can I come in?"

【XVIII】

At that moment, the little Juggernaut almost wanted to complain about you knocking on the door if you want to come in, and then realized that if the warlock really came in if you wanted, maybe he could really grab a handful of scented tea and throw it in his face.

——I am very familiar with you, so I will be seen by you!

He hid himself under the petals of the thousand day red, and only raised his head when he showed his head.

"Casual!"

【nineteen】

Warlock was also wet when he came in.

The silver hair is scattered on the shoulders, and it seems to be covered with warm and dense moisture from head to toe.

The thick outer robe was taken off, and he was only wearing an undershirt as thin as night mist. It was the first time he saw such a warlock, and suddenly felt a little strange, so he couldn't help but take a second look.

"By the way, I also went to soak it. I think you should have washed it almost." The warlock probably saw through what he was thinking, and sat down by the table and smiled: "Is it comfortable? Do you like the smell?"

"It's okay, it's okay——but you're coming back at the right time, and you're going to get dizzy if you drink it any longer." The Juggernaut who was soaking in the teacup subconsciously shrank back, almost revealing his point, but the warlock didn't seem to care, and walked away Going to the cabinet, he took out a small bag from it and put it on the table: "I think you can probably use this."

In the bag were a small bathrobe and some shirts and trousers, the kind worn by dolls. Although it was said to be an urgent need, the swordsman couldn't help but gave him a strange look: "Where did you get it?" ?”

"I think you know there is a village across the forest outside." The warlock began to explain: "I was very close to that village when I went out before, and I thought you might need it, so I went to buy some and came back. "

"The current toy manufacturing industry is very considerate, and there are also underwear..."

"Okay, Mr. Warlock, thank you for your kindness." He lay on his stomach in the teacup, picked up the clothes with the icy rain, and finally picked out a peach pink girly dress with creamy white and complicated lace cuffs. : "But can you explain this to me?"

"Ah, buy five and get one free." The warlock glanced at it and said nonchalantly, "You don't have to pick money as a gift."

【twenty】

In the end, the little Juggernaut wrapped himself in that bathrobe and lay comfortably in the cauldron, with stars above him, and the scent of apricot and chamomile on his body—it felt a little strange, but it was much, much better than before up.

The smell of honey and lemon on the gummy candy he used as a pillow has faded a bit, which makes him feel a little pity, but this can be ignored for the time being.He heard rustling noises outside, got up again with a grunt, hung his head on the edge of the cauldron, watched the warlock cast a cleaning magic on the little clothes he had just changed, and then seemed to notice his gaze , the voice was a little innocent when he raised his head.

"Would you like to fold it for you?"

"No need, no need." The little swordsman quickly refused: "Anyway, you will have to put it on again if you stack it - you are very virtuous, and I didn't realize it."

The warlock smiled, and made no attempt to correct his wording.

"I've been living here alone."

That's what he said at last, like an explanation that wasn't an explanation.

【21】

Their "research on how to make Trouble at Night return to its original size" still hasn't made any progress.

What is progressing is that the Juggernaut Thumb is obsessed with the feeling of taking a bath, every two days there will be a round, not only he is soaked in the water, but also flowers, fruits, and even the green tea brought by the warlock from the far east, He soaked in the water and praised that it was more comfortable than the best bathing agent he had ever used, while the warlock sitting beside him to prevent him from sinking to the bottom just laughed:

"As long as you like it."

"Hey, let me say." One day, the little swordsman soaked in orange blossoms and wild berries: "How long have you been here?"

Warlock really thought about it: "I forgot."

"Anyway, it's been a long, long time."

He spoke calmly and calmly, as if this was a very common thing.But when it fell into the little swordsman's ears, he felt uncomfortable for no reason.He is unrestrained, and always feels that he has to live happily and do all the things he likes to be happy. It is almost impossible for him to imagine living in one place like this for a long time: "You don't want to go further away Have a look? You should also go to the village outside the forest to buy it, don’t you consider going further, such as the snowy fields in the north—”

"The aurora there never goes out day and night. In winter, the snow that never melts all year round seems to be covered with a thick layer of silver, as if the goddess of the moon sprinkled all her treasures on it..." Warlock Looking at his surprised eyes, he smiled: "Is that so?"

"Yes, but..."

"I've read about it in books."

"But don't you want to go and see for yourself?"

"I didn't think about it before." Warlock shrugged.

"Let me tell you that what I saw in the book is definitely different from what I saw with my own eyes. Let me tell you, it was also in that snow field. I saw the red aurora, and it turned out that the whole white snow was on fire. ..."

The little swordsman chattered about his journey, the warlock listened quietly to the occasional response, and silently swallowed the words that he hadn't had time to say just now.

——But after hearing your question, I suddenly thought about it.

【22】

Thumb Juggernaut never thought that he would encounter such a crisis.

He was just sitting by the window basking in the sun. Today, the warlock went to find some raw materials that might help him transform back. The sunlight was just right, so he didn't close the window when he left, letting the little swordsman enjoy the warmth he liked.

——But I didn't expect a sparrow to fly in.

Seeing the birds that he couldn't even look at were pecking on the window sill, the thumb sword master shrank back in a deep sense of danger, and quietly pressed his hand on the ice rain.

But his action startled the bird. When the sparrow raised its head, Troubling Rain felt that he was just a strange worm in its eyes.

When the sparrow rushed over, he also jumped up, grabbed the vines under the window sill and slid down, but he was too small, and the weeds under the window were taller than him, and the Juggernaut found himself in a difficult situation. He was horrified to find that the bird had already swooped down on him.He pulled out Ice Rain with the feeling of a strong man breaking his wrist—even if he became so small, it would be too naive to eat him.

Suddenly a black shadow descended from the sky.

Before the poor Juggernaut could react, he was covered in a furry thing.

【23】

It was quite quiet outside for a while, and then quite noisy for a while.

When he became quiet again, the furry thing that was pressing on him finally moved away, a squirrel was looking down at him, and was thinking in the Juggernaut's mind, were they fighting for food? This squirrel's butt was imagining that the squirrel actually spoke:

"Are you OK?"

"That sparrow is really annoying." He said this, with a bit of squirrel tongue squeaking in the end of his voice: "Stealing a lot of my pine cones."

"I'm fine...thank you just now." The Juggernaut said with a gloomy face, "But you see clearly, I'm not a pine cone."

"I know." The squirrel looked at him up and down: "If the pine cone grows into your color, it must be broken, so we don't want to eat it."

"Go, go, go, what is broken, you are broken." The little swordsman almost didn't come up in one breath: "a pine cone is a pine cone, I am me, no, why should I compare with a pine cone? Speaking of which, you Is it the squirrel that lives next door? I know there are pine trees over there."

"It's a good thing you met me, otherwise you must have been eaten by that sparrow." The squirrel circled around him: "But I think you look like a human, why are you so small? Are you a freak?"

"Go, go, you are a freak, a squirrel who can speak human language!" The little swordsman pushed back without hesitation: "I think so, isn't it all done by that strange warlock!"

"Do you think I can speak human language? Other squirrels say I'm weird!" The squirrel was also very angry: "It's not all because of that strange warlock!"

"Wait weird warlock?"

"Wait weird warlock?"

"You mean that Soksar?"

"It's that Soksar!"

【24】

Warlock never knew that a common enemy against him led to the beginning of a friendship between Juggernaut Thumb and Squirrel.

【25】

That's a pretty sad story to say the least.

At that time, the squirrel was still a cub, growing up carefree on the pine tree outside the warlock's hut.

One day, it suddenly discovered that there was more than one pine tree in its world, for example, there was a hut not far from the pine tree.

Like the human cub, the squirrel's cub was adventurous, so he slipped into the hut and opened a new door to the world.

A lot of things that have never been seen before, and a lot of things that look delicious.

"Then I ate the mushrooms in his house!" The squirrel complained angrily, "But that mushroom was cast by a magician!"

"After eating, I felt a little bloated in my stomach! Then he came back and I ran away when I heard the sound of the door opening! But! That night! After waking up! I found that I can understand human language, and I will Speaking human words! I feel that this world will never be better again!"

Looking at the little squirrel sword master who was trying to complain, he suddenly felt a little tired.

"What." He tried to suggest, "Didn't your mother teach you not to eat indiscriminately?"

"no!"

Anyway, by the time the sun goes down, Squirrel and Thumb Juggernaut have established a class friendship.

"I live next to that pine tree." He pointed, "If there is anything strange, you can scream! I will come to rescue you if I hear it!"

"How did you save me?" The little swordsman looked at him: "Can you beat that warlock?"

The squirrel was at a loss for words, but soon raised his head proudly.

"I can run away with you in my mouth! Or hide you! Just like today!"

【26】

In the evening, the swordsman and warlock soaked in cherry black tea complained about the dangers encountered today-yes, he also failed to change back to his original form today.

"It's my problem." Warlock nodded: "Do you want me to take you out when I leave, or do you want me to protect this house more properly?"

The little swordsman thought about it seriously.

"Take me out," he said. "It's boring in your room."

"It's the same stuff I'm used to but now it's so big that it's scary. I'd rather go out and get some fresh air."

"I don't have to worry about being picked up by sparrows when I'm with you." He thought for a while and laughed again: "But it might be a little difficult if you meet a bear."

The warlock also laughed: "I can't beat a bear in melee."

"But you can trap him."

"So I can!" The little swordsman raised his head proudly, and patted a cherry-flavored spray: "I killed two bears in heat by myself! Otherwise, I was almost crushed to death by them!"

"It's really powerful." Warlock lightly touched his hand on the rim of the cup.

"Don't mess around, don't mess around, you don't have clothes on." The sword master shrank his hands into the water, muttering nonsense, "I used to think that warlocks in black robes were gloomy guys, what kind of skeletons and tentacles are they tossing around all day long?" Take you to see the endless hell or something like that."

"But you seem to be different—although you also like to play with weird things and you are mysterious, but you are not gloomy at all." He tilted his head and looked at the warlock: "But it's the same sentence, safety issues It's important, the safety issue is important."

"I'll pay attention in the future." Warlock laughed at his earnestness: "Then, Your Excellency Juggernaut, can I have the honor to go to the forest with you tomorrow?"

"It's my honor." The little swordsman saluted mischievously in his teacup: "Your Excellency, Warlock."

【27】

The next day they went out together.

The issue of how to properly place the thumb swordsman on the body has troubled the warlock. The sleeves are too big and seem to fall out at any time, and it is too shameful to hang them on the waist or carry them on the chest. Look at him: "Don't move, don't move, let me try."

Before the warlock had time to answer, the little swordsman had already grabbed his robe and climbed up. It felt quite like rock climbing on the vertical sea level.But fortunately, he was nimble enough to jump onto the Warlock's shoulder in one go, and then slipped into his hood.

"I'm fine with that, how about you?"

The little swordsman's breath blew on his neck when he spoke, and the warlock shrank his neck subconsciously, feeling a little itchy, and then couldn't help laughing:

"it is good."

【28】

The outside world turned out to be like this.

The little swordsman leaned on the brim of the warlock's hat, and looked curiously at the world that was very different to him now. The sky is still the same, the clouds are the same, the trees have not changed, and the flowers have not changed, but it is the only thing that has changed. Only him.They walked all the way in the woods, the bright sunlight penetrated through the layers of leaves, and when it fell on the ground, it turned into only star spots. He watched half of his body leaning out, and suddenly he was held by the warlock with his fingers He turned his head and pushed it inside.

"If you pick it up again, it will fall."

He grumbled and crawled back to his original place and sat down. The warlock squatted down and rummaged for something in the soil under the tall horse chestnut tree.And he looked around boredly, and happened to see a bare-shouldered star beetle on the trunk of the horse chestnut.

The longhorn shook its tentacles.

The little Juggernaut pulled out Ice Rain.

【29】

Warlock had just found the fungus he needed, and when he looked up, he saw a beetle leaping towards him with its teeth and claws. Before he could wave it away, he felt a slight push on his shoulder, and he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye. Something shot out of his hood like a beam of light.The little swordsman was still agile and vigorous, he met the longhorn in the air, Bingyu's sword pierced the longhorn's abdomen, and nailed the longhorn back to the tree with that force, the bare-shouldered star's tentacles trembled After a couple of clicks, it didn't move.The little swordsman snorted triumphantly, just as he was about to pull out his sword like before, put the sword flower into its sheath, and lightly fall back to the ground, but after he finished the first two movements, he realized that he was now at least [-] others away from the ground. so high.

"Wow ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

He couldn't help crying out, but in the next second he was supported by the soft and cool palm, and the warlock's smiling eyes blinked in front of him: "It's amazing."

"That's--I was much stronger than before! It's all your fault!" After he settled down, he started chattering again: "That longhorn is really annoying. I feel annoyed when I see its beard trembling. I want to hit you in the face! I can't empathize, imagine a bug lying on my face, I almost stop breathing..."

"So you rushed out to fight the beetles?" The warlock stuffed him with a fresh berry he had just picked from a bush, and the Juggernaut sat down contentedly, bit a spot and began to suck the sweet juice.

"Yeah... oh shit!"

"what happened?"

"The juice accidentally dripped onto your hair. The peel is so thin... Shall I wipe it for you?"

"It's okay, go back to take a shower tonight^^."

【thirty】

Everything seems to have become a habit.

They go out every morning and come back in the evening, pack up everything and start experimenting after eating. After a few failed experiments—yes, failures have become a habit—the warlock will bring a cup of tea and put the little Juggernaut on the ground. Let him take a comfortable hot bath in it, and sometimes he himself will move a wooden barrel and sit beside him to soak his feet and read a book, listening to the chattering words of the little sword master.

He spoke from mountains to valleys, from seas to forests.

What he described, he had seen all of them in books.

But from this person's mouth, it became inexplicably lively, and he gradually began to have certain expectations and curiosity, as if a stone was suddenly thrown into the life that was originally as calm as a lake, and the ripples were like rings. , can no longer stop.

"I think if you are there, you must like it very much." The Juggernaut soaked in vanilla peach tea like an uncle said proudly: "There is a plant in that forest, which looks inconspicuous during the day, but it will all be there at night. Glowing, a whitish blue—like the sun on the tip of the sun at dawn, if I had to say it—as if the whole place was covered with stars.”

"That plant is called Gastrodia." Warlock turned his head and looked at him: "I've been wondering about the color of the light it emits."

"After listening to you, I realized that it is so."

【31】

No.30 days, No.40 five days and No.60 days.

Life still goes on, upside down and not back on track.

But when none of them noticed, another kind of calmness quietly began.

【32】

Inside the warlock tinkered with his cauldron and magic.

Thumb Juggernaut chatting with squirrels on the outer windowsill