What is this placeA little squirrel looked around curiously and blankly.
There is no sky, no earth, there is neither darkness nor daylight around us, it is all the same up and down, left and right, as if there is a mist and ethereal, and there is nothing when you look closely.
There was no light, no sound, there was chaos, it seemed to be a fog, and on closer inspection, nothing existed around it, and it reached out to touch something, only to find that it was a furry claw sticking out.
It stared at its outstretched paws, and a question slowly appeared in its heart: who am I?
This paw looks so familiar.
It stared at its paws in silence for a long time, then looked around, and then a second question arose: where was this?
Strangely, it didn't feel afraid, but peaceful, as if it had lived here in the first place.
It slowly and leisurely twisted its body, and its body floated casually, comfortable and comfortable.
There was a hint of mist in the distance, thin, as if it were nothing, exuding the smell of his liking.
As soon as the thought moved, his body floated over, getting closer and closer to the fog until it was close at hand.
This mist makes it very comfortable, it floats in the mist, and between breaths, the mist quietly seeps into its body, and the body has a strong sense of comfort.
It's so comfortable, but it's a pity that it's too little, it stares around, trying to find something like this again, absorbing this little bit of fog, and its eyes are immediately far away, but it's a pity that there is no more such fog around.
There may be more in the distance.
It floated as it pleased, and sometimes it accidentally bumped into a trace of mist, and it was happier, absorbing more mist, and seeing farther, but no matter how you looked, you couldn't see the distance, and you couldn't see the end of here.
It floated like this, I don't know how long, as if it had been following one direction, and it couldn't say why, as if something was calling her at the end of that direction.
Until one day, it found a large fog in front of it, so big, far away, that piece was not just fog, it was dotted with dots, as if there were other things.
It's just far, far away.
It tried its best to drift towards the mist, but it was so far away that no matter how much it tried to catch up, the fog was far away.
Occasionally it will find a thin mist slipping by, and it will be like chasing that large mist, how can it let go of these thin mist, but more often than not, those fog slip away from it, and no matter how much it tries to catch up.
Sometimes it stopped chasing the fog and struggled to think about who it was and where it was, but it knew nothing, as if it had been born here.
Every time it stopped, the fog in front of it seemed to be a fatal attraction, attracting it to move, and it couldn't help but pursue.
The closer it gets, the more fog it absorbs, but the farther away the fog becomes, and finally it realizes that the fog is not going away, but shrinking.
This discovery made its heart panic, the fog was shrinking, why was it shrinking, would it keep shrinking until it was gone?
It hesitated, and couldn't catch up with the mist, so it stopped the other mists and didn't let them drift over, but when it stopped this one, that slipped away, and it panicked even more.
Finally it decided that it must catch up with the fog and catch it before it shrank to nothing.
It began an endless pursuit, except for the mist that passed by it, and the distant ones were spared, but even so, the distance between it and the fog increased.
Finally it stood still, for it found that no matter how fast it increased, the fog ahead was shrinking faster than it, and the fog seemed to be condensing rather than shrinking.
It's condensing, they can't be counted as fog anymore, that piece should be called a cloud.
It didn't know how it knew the word cloud, but it knew it was called cloud.
It began to wander around the periphery, tearing at the fog it passed, occasionally chasing the clouds when it was happy, and stopping to watch the clouds go away.
For a moment it was astonished to find that the clouds in the distance suddenly began to shrink dramatically, and they were shrinking so fast that it was overwhelmed.
It tried to escape, but it was fascinated by the shrinking of the clouds, and it didn't understand why, but it couldn't help but start chasing it again.
The clouds in the distance were getting smaller and smaller, too small to be called clouds, and the fog around them was also increasing, as if all the fog was rushing past, so many and so fast that it could not catch it.
Gradually, the distant thing became smaller in its eyes, so small that it was only one point, but it did not panic at this time, it stared at this point and wondered if this point would be gone.
Instinctively, it felt that this point had a lot to do with it, and it stopped chasing the fog around it and stared intently at that point.
I don't know how long it took, suddenly, the small dot in the distance suddenly lit up, emitting a dazzling light, that light made its eyes close for a moment, and then opened it, and saw that the dot was gone, and countless starlight jumped out of that dot very quickly, and wrapped it before it could react.
Something burrowed into its mind very quickly, and its mind was suddenly jammed slowly, and all kinds of information appeared in its mind in a chaotic manner, and it shook its head vigorously and jumped up, and the scene in front of it actually changed.
All kinds of information passed by in its mind, it looked in front of it in a daze, and it took a while to adapt to the changes in front of it, a rich aura wrapped around it, it was in the middle of a formation, surrounded by a circle of spirit grass swaying, and then outside were the four walls, and the beautiful face of a girl quickly suppressed other information.
Xiaobao, Zhang Xiaohan, it suddenly remembered everything.
It crouched quietly in the Spirit Gathering Array, its divine sense piercing through the walls, and the familiar girl next door sat quietly on the ground, a delicate flame in her palm holding a needle-like magic weapon.
It looked at it in a daze, its divine consciousness withdrew, it did not leave the Spirit Gathering Array, and was quietly in the formation, letting the mixed information in its mind pass by one by one.
For a long, long time, it sighed softly.
At the same time, Zhang Xiaohan's heart suddenly trembled slightly, as if something she was reluctant to do had happened, and the spiritual fire in her hand also trembled slightly with her mood, almost extinguished, and the sudden decrease in temperature made the material that was about to take shape wrapped in the spiritual fire suddenly lose control.
She hurriedly stabilized her mind, regained control of the spiritual fire, and reluctantly refined this magic weapon.
What's the matter, how could she suddenly be uneasy She threw the magic weapon on the ground and didn't even look at it.
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She slowly stood up, and suddenly she froze.
Joy quickly rose to her face, and a shallow call came from her mind, Xiaobao, Xiaobao woke up She almost knocked down the door in a hurry, the door opened, and Xiaobao stood quietly not far in front of her, her smile blooming on her face.
A little squirrel sat not far in front of her, looking at her quietly, it was really Xiaobao, Xiaobao woke up, but why was its demeanor so solemn, with a solemnity that could not be blasphemed, so that Zhang Xiaohan, who was full of joy and wanted to pounce on it and hugged it, couldn't help but stand.
"Xiaobao" Zhang Xiaohan hesitated softly.
"Xiaohan."
There was something indescribable in Xiaobao's voice, and the tone was strange, as if it was not the Xiaobao she used to be.
"Xiaobao, you're fine."
"I'm all right."
Xiaobao said with relief.
Suddenly, it was quiet, a person and a mouse stared at each other, as if there was something called estrangement in front of her and Xiaobao, Zhang Xiaohan slowly squatted down: "Xiaobao, you seem to have changed." ” Xiaobao's gaze slowly lowered with Zhang Xiaohan's squatting: "Yes, or maybe it's not that I've changed, it's that I really understand myself at this time." ” Zhang Xiaohan looked at Xiaobao suspiciously, what did it mean by this, did it get all its inheritance "Xiaohan, I'm leaving."
Zhang Xiaohan was stunned again.
After leaving, Xiaobao said that he was leaving, and his heart seemed to be hit hard by something, and then it hurt fiercely.
"What did you say you were leaving" "You are a human being, I am a divine beast, you have your way of life, I also have my way of life, I used to rely on you, thinking that all your life is what I should have, but this time I am sleeping, I finally really understand myself, Xiaohan, we are not a race after all, our lives are different."
Xiaobao's voice was very calm, as if it had been carefully considered, and the tone sounded unprecedentedly mature to Zhang Xiaohan.
Zhang Xiaohan can completely feel that this time the slumber has made Xiaobao grow up.
"I don't understand, I've been waiting for you to wake up."
Zhang Xiaohan finally said with difficulty.
"You should understand, you are Zhang Xiaohan."
Zhang Xiaohan shook his head, these words are not like a little squirrel said, is it still a little treasure "You should know what the beast thinks."
Xiaobao added slowly.
Silent again, Zhang Xiaohan's eyes slowly filled with pain, she waited for this day, waiting for Xiaobao to wake up, but Xiaobao finally woke up and told her that it was leaving.
"Xiaohan, if I hadn't fallen asleep this time, if I hadn't really understood what a divine beast was" Xiaobao's voice came slowly, Zhang Xiaohan closed her eyes, she did understand Xiaobao's thoughts.
Even the big bird and the shark chose to leave the human race, return to the monster forest, and return to the place where they should live.
Just like the concept of human beings in the previous life, the lion should run on the grassland, the eagle should soar in the blue sky, and the mythical beasts here should also live in the vast heaven and earth, free and full of majesty.
In fact, in her heart, she already knew that there would be such a day, after the big bird and the shark left, she faintly had such a thought, but she kept avoiding, unwilling to think about it, and unwilling to accept it. , monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation.
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