"Are we really going to do this?"
was the woman's voice, asking the man next to her.
"I know what you're saying, but you can do it if you send your child away like this and leave him in a place where there is no one, but I can't."
The woman still wants to fight for it.
"I understand your difficulties, but it's not up to us to decide, and I wouldn't do it if I could, but it's already like this, do you want to see him fall victim?"
the man asked.
The woman was silent, how could she not understand the suffering of men to send her child away like this, as a mother, it was really unbearable.
"What is this" As a bystander, Feng Chen couldn't help but wonder why such a scene appeared in front of his eyes, and whether it was a man or a woman, his face was blurry, and he couldn't see the real face clearly.
The only thing I could see clearly was the child lying on the bed.
"How is this possible" Fengchen couldn't believe his eyes, although he was much younger, Fengchen could vaguely recognize that the child lying on the bed was none other than his young self.
"Could it be that these two people are my parents" A bold conjecture that uncontrollably appeared in Fengchen's mind.
"Is this the reason why I'm here" Judging from the conversation between the two suspected parents just now, they are discussing sending their children away.
Not surprisingly, the last place the two chose should be the village where they lived.
But why did he send himself away, what was too difficult to hide, too detailed, but he couldn't know, Fengchen could only get some innocuous information from Fang Cai's conversation: it seemed that it was because someone wanted to hurt him.
I want to keep listening, because I might be able to know what happened in the past.
But the facts are always contrary to inner expectations, and the more Fengchen wants to listen, the more reality wants to stop Fengchen.
Before Fengchen could react, the picture that was not clear suddenly became a blur, not to mention Fengchen's parents, and even the children's Fengchen, who could still see clearly, became a hazy cloud of smoke in Fengchen's eyes.
"Damn, don't interrupt me at this time" desperately wants to maintain the picture, but how can such efforts be usefulNo matter how hard Fengchen tries, how he roars, and vents his anger, he can't change it, or even delay the collapse of the picture for a while.
In the end, in front of the wind and dust, only darkness remained, and everything before was gone, except for the darkness.
"Don't, don't."
Back to reality, lying at the foot of the mother tree, Feng Chen, because of Fang Cai's dream, kept muttering dream words, at this time, if Feng Chen opened his eyes, he would be shocked by the scene in front of him: the wind, the strong wind, all kinds, all directions, irregular wind, is raging in this southeast peak mountain, dancing.
The anomaly of the southeast peak mountain is undoubtedly the wind, and it is a super powerful wind that is so strong that it can easily blow down trees and blow away mortals.
If it weren't for the place where the wind and dust fell, it was at the foot of the mother tree, and the broad trunk blocked the wind in all directions, I'm afraid that the wind and dust would not have known where to be blown by this strong wind.
Despite this, although the wind and dust avoid the danger of being blown away, it is still unavoidable, disturbed by the branches and leaves that are constantly blowing.
"Well, what's the matter" Feng Chen, who was already half-awake and half-asleep, suddenly felt something covering his face, and couldn't help but sniff and muttered quite unpleasantly.
This thing is naturally a leaf blown by the wind, and the leaves can't wake up the wind and dust, so it may not be replaced by something else.
And coincidentally, what is coming next is something that can wake up the dust.
A branch about half a meter long and two centimeters wide was blown by the wind and flew straight towards the wind and dust.
"Hey," the branch hit Fengchen's face heavily, and Fengchen, who was still confused between dreams and reality, was hit head-on by this flying blow, and screamed out in pain, covering his face and getting up.
"I'll go, I'll be beaten for a sleep, and I'll not let people live."
Waking up from his sleep, Feng Chen was unhappy for a while, and rubbed the part that had just been hit, and at the same time confirmed the surrounding situation.
Looking at this, Fengchen was almost not frightened and fainted.
It turned out that the branch was just a pioneer, and immediately behind the branch was a shrub with branches and leaves, which was constantly attacking the wind and dust.
"Emma, what's the situation, it's just a sleep, as for such a big show" Fengchen exclaimed in surprise, wanting to stand up and avoid the impact, but before Fengchen could slowly get up, the branches and shrubs had already come to Fengchen's eyes.
"Hey, also," before the words could be spoken, Fengchen was directly submerged by the dàbo branches and shrubs, and his mouth was open, and he swallowed a lot of branches and leaves carelessly, and some even almost ran directly into Fengchen's throat, becoming a nutritious breakfast in the morning.
After a while, the attack of the foliage and shrubs gradually stopped.
Only then did Fengchen finally find a chance to crawl out of the branches and foliage bushes that had almost buried him.
The first thing I did after climbing out was to hold on to the mother tree and vomit for a long time, and it seemed that I was going to spit out all the branches and leaves in my mouth before I would stop.
After vomiting for most of the day, Fengchen finally cleaned the entire intestines, but the smell in his mouth could not be eliminated, which still made Fengchen feel unspeakably uncomfortable.
"What the hell is going on, why are all these branches and leaves running here?"
Feng Chen complained for a while, and he didn't know that except for the mother tree, the whole mountain was already in chaos.
Almost every second, trees and flowers were blown down by the wind, and then they were completely shattered by the fierce wind, turning into wreckage and floating in the air, wandering around with the wind.
"This, is this the change that has happened in this mountain" Crawling out of the bushes, Feng Chen looked out, and as far as the eye could see, there was hardly any tree anymore.
Instead of being blown down by the wind and lying on the ground and drifting with the current, it has been almost shattered and turned into sawdust to melt into the wind.
"This, how am I going to go down the mountain" Feng Chen immediately thought of a realistic problem, in this case, it was impossible for him to break through this strong wind.
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Just by seeing the big trees blown to the sky by the wind, Feng Chen can already predict what kind of fate will happen if he runs out like this: just like these big trees, they are blown into the air, and then, there is no more.
In that situation, unless it is said that the wind and dust are unlucky, there is only a dead end.
Fengchen won't joke with his life, but he doesn't want to stay at the foot of the mother tree like this.
Stay on this mountain and wait for what it will be, Fengchen can't guess.
But intuition tells Fengchen that if he stays in this dangerous place like this, waiting for Fengchen will never end well, even at this moment, with the blessing of the mother tree.
After hesitating for a long time between going and not leaving, Fengchen finally decided to take a desperate gamble, although in doing so, it may be a road of no return.
The first thing to do is to determine the direction of the wind and find a route that will encounter as few or even no strong winds as possible.
But soon, Fengchen gave up the naïve idea of looking for a route without wind.
The reason is very simple, looking at it, such a route does not exist at all.
Wind and dust can only choose, more and less, not there and nothing.
How to see the flow rate of the wind, the people in the village once taught the wind and dust, although the wind is invisible, but it is not traceless.
In order to know the speed of its flow, it is necessary to turn the invisible into the tangible, and since the wind cannot be seen, then see the things that can be seen: observe the speed of the things that are blown up by the wind, and thus deduce how fast the wind flows.
This is not a problem at all in the current situation, almost all the winds are mixed with a large number of sawdust branches and leaves, and at a glance, the flow rate can be easily deduced.
However, there are also disadvantages to having a lot of sawdust branches and leaves, although it is easy to see the direction and position of the wind, but if it is affected, the general wind is more dangerous and terrifying.
Through this method, there are as many as several routes finally determined by the wind and dust, but each one has a commonality, it must pass through the same gust of wind, and the flow speed of this gust of wind is also very fast, and one may be caught in it if you are not careful.
"It seems that there is no better choice," Fengchen wants to avoid this kind of wind as much as possible, but he really can't find a better route.
You must know that on other routes, just as you can see the wind and dust, there are three or four gusts of wind that are enough to easily sweep away the wind and dust, but these are relatively safe and safe.
"There's no way, leave that gust of wind to God to see," giving up any fluke thoughts, Fengchen only made some prayers that were better than nothing, and hoped from the bottom of my heart that the strong wind could be transferred or weakened before he arrived, but deep down he knew very well that the possibility of this kind of thing happening was almost zero.
I chose several routes, the shortest one, Fengchen carried a package on his back, and a furious dust knife pinned to his waist, so he set off lightly.
He hadn't gone far yet, and Fengchen clearly felt the fierceness of the wind.
Because of the previous battle with the fire wolf, the clothes that had been tattered were even blown away by the wind, and the branches and shrubs of the wind blew on the wind and dust, and the face made the wind and dust almost unable to open his eyes.
"It's only this level of wind, it's already so powerful, that gust of wind, can I really pass it" Really feeling the strength of the wind, Fengchen couldn't help but doubt how much of his initial judgment was correct.
But the matter has come to this point, and the steps have been taken out, it is impossible for Fengchen to turn back now, even if things are beyond the scope of his expectations, Fengchen can only harden his head and continue to walk at this moment.
Walking forward against the wind, the further you go, the stronger the wind and dust bear, and after a few steps, the wind has blown so much that the wind and dust can't lift your head, and the tears in your clothes are also blowing louder in the wind, and almost all of them are torn apart.
In this case, every step of Fengchen is indescribably difficult, not to mention the branches and shrubs in the wind, which will also block Fengchen's sight, and as a last resort, Fengchen finally has to choose to lie on the ground, squirming little by little, and moving forward slowly.
It has to be said that lying on the ground is indeed a good idea, not only to reduce the area affected by the wind, avoid most of the wind attacks, making it much easier to move, on the other hand, the wind and dust will hardly be disturbed by those branches and shrubs, and can accurately follow the route.
Realizing this convenience, Fengchen was even annoyed, why didn't he find out about it earlier, wasting a lot of time.
But soon, Fengchen found that although it was much easier to get up and walk upright while lying on the ground, it was only a lot easier, and when it encountered a strong ground wind, lying on the ground would not be much easier to stand up.
In order to avoid eye damage, Fengchen buried his head almost entirely in the ground, and only when he climbed forward for a while each time, Fengchen would raise his head to take a look, confirm that the route was not wrong, and then lower his head and continue to move forward.
Occasionally, there are branches blown by the wind and fall on the back of the wind and dust, if it is not too thick, there is no problem, but every time the branches are sent, they are so heavy that the wind and dust want to curse, and the branches of the thickness of the egg have made the wind and dust dare not carry it, not to mention the thickness of those bowls, which are already not branches, but stems.
And at this moment, there was a terrifying tree stem, blown by the wind, flying straight towards the wind and dust, forcing the wind and dust to change its position.
If you change your position without permission, you are likely to be swept away by the wind, but if you don't move now, you will only be dead.
Let's talk about it later, in Fengchen's opinion, if this level can't be passed now, it is even more nonsense to talk about the future.
Without hesitation, the whole person rolled to the side, and the stem of the tree that was originally going to smash the wind and dust suddenly smashed into the air, and fell heavily to the ground, splashing sawdust and dust everywhere, and directly smashed a big pit on the ground, and saw the wind and dust palpitate.
But before Fengchen could rejoice that he had escaped, the pain of suddenly changing the route came: a gust of wind blew, almost facing Fengchen's face, and countless branches, leaves, and shrub dust all hit along this gust of wind, leaving dozens of shocking scratches directly on Fengchen's immature face, bringing up drops of bright red blood, so that Fengchen almost didn't call out.
But even so, my heart was still glad: fortunately, there were no large-scale things in this wind, otherwise, I am afraid that I would have to explain here.
Enduring the burning pain on his face, and not caring whether he was disfigured, Fengchen hurriedly lowered his head and moved towards the original route.
Although the wind here is very strong, there is still no way to stop Fengchen from moving on his stomach, and Fengchen uses this posture, little by little, to slowly move back to the original route, which can be regarded as out of danger.
The abrasion just now was not particularly serious, the bleeding wound was only near the forehead and the bridge of the nose, and it could not be treated in this state, so Fengchen could only endure the pain and continue to move forward.
"Try a little harder, you're almost in the most dangerous area."
Although I don't look up often, I know how far I have moved, and I don't have much distance from the most dangerous part of the route, and I have become more careful in the process of moving wind and dust.
"You can't look up from beginning to end in the next section, as long as you lift it a little, you may be swept away by the wind."
Finally came to the most dangerous section, although I haven't really entered it yet, just leaning outside, I can already feel the strength of the wind.
The heart kept reminding himself that Fengchen lowered his head again, and as soon as his body tightened, he was about to start breaking through this road.
"Hmm," as soon as the head entered, Fengchen suddenly felt that the hair on the back of his head was swept in by the wind, and even some of them were really swept away by the wind.
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Fortunately, there was not much swept away, otherwise Fengchen might have become bald, and the pain of being forced to pull out his hair was really unbearable, and he couldn't help but snort.
"It's so strong, you have to be more careful" lowered his body a little more, and the wind and dust almost stuck to the ground, squirming forward cautiously.
When the wind and dust entered half of the body, the clothes on the back had been completely swept away by the wind, and now the clothes of the wind and dust can no longer be called a piece of clothing, there is no fabric in the front, and there is no cloth in the back, except for two sleeves that are safe and sound, there is nothing left at all.
"Fortunately, it's summer, otherwise I'd have frozen to death."
Fengchen secretly rejoiced, a little bittersweet.
And when the wind and dust are struggling in the wind, and it is not known whether they can escape from the wind and dance in the southeast peak mountain, the center of the eight mountains, which is also the place where the original village is located, is also playing a play that is equally wonderful.
Probably when the wind and dust passed out and the bow-shaped utensils hung to the buds, causing the southeast peak mountain to change, the wind and dust's home, according to the eight artifacts placed in the direction of the eight mountains, a round red ball appeared out of thin air.
At first, it was just a little bigger, but it slowly became the size of a mung bean, and eventually, the ball grew bigger and bigger, and even went beyond the concept of small, and became a big red ball the size of a dinner table.
When the big red ball grew to the size of a dinner table, it stopped growing, and instead the outer shell of the ball began to crack, one crack, and slowly became two, three, until the whole ball was covered with cracks.
At this time, if Fengchen is at home, you will see that this big ball full of cracks actually shines from the inside and overflows from the cracks.
As the light gradually intensified, the originally red ball slowly turned into a silver-white color.
It's not that the color of the ball has changed, it's just that the silvery-white light is so bright that it looks silvery-white.
"Old man, I can finally come out."
An old voice sounded, and his tone was full of joy, and the source of the voice was nowhere else, it was this strange big red ball.
Suddenly, a hand came out of the ball, and amazingly, as if it hadn't touched anything, it passed directly through the ball and into the outside world.
In the next second when this hand stretched out, the sphere that was already full of cracks, as if a chicken had broken its shell, the whole ball shattered like this, and the broken parts fell to the ground little by little, but did not leave a trace.
When all the fragments are gone, the person hiding in the red ball finally reveals his true colors
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