Panguan

In fact, there is no such thing as "growing up" in this kind of existence. What it should be is what it will be when it is released. But his golden-winged roc suddenly experienced the feeling of slow growth.

Lao Mao remembers clearly the time when he was forced to disguise himself as a little furry ball. I heard that he was not very old at the time, and he was sitting in a small group on the rocks on the top of the mountain.

Because of his white skin, he looks like a little man in a snowdrift.

He stood on the snowman's shoulders, curling up his head and taking a nap. After fighting for a while, the snowman would pull him down and touch his head.

Wen Shi didn't like to talk much when he was a child, but he made many little moves. When you are depressed, when you are happy, when you are craving for something but don’t chew it, when you are embarrassed.

It's all unconscious. He doesn't know it. He can't see it but can see it clearly.

Not to mention that the dust is gone, Lao Mao will understand after a long time.

Lao Mao could understand but never said anything. He had been conscientiously playing the role of a little bird that would grow up, and he would not speak human words until the time came.

But Chen is different, he enjoys teasing his young apprentice.

Every once in a while, Chen Bubui will inadvertently expose some of Wen Shi's small movements with a tone of "I caught it again".

The snowman is thin-skinned and turns red when exposed. But he couldn't convince others, so he could only confront the master silently with his face raised, and then after a few days, he would change that little trick without saying a word.

In a few days, there will be a new little action.

This is how the habit of picking up the golden-winged roc's head came from, and it lasted for a long time. During that time, Lao Mao was always glad that he was not bald.

However, the melancholy feeling when I heard it couldn't last more than half a day every time, and I would be distracted by the dust in various ways.

Sometimes I teach him something new, sometimes I feed him delicious food, sometimes I just hang my sleeves and see a few cats and dogs rolling down, making a fuss and squeezing around to hear them.

Lao Mao personally saw five kittens hanging on Wen Shi's clothes and climbing him like a tree. However, Wen Shi didn't dare to move and looked at Chen Bubu with a faint look. Being left behind.

But Chen Bu is always leaning on the couch, making tea or pine mash wine, leaning his head and watching the show.

Anyway, just teasing and spoiling her at the same time.

Wen Shi was brought into the cage by Chen BuEr at a very young age, and of course Lao Mao was also there.

Often, Chen Buchao would walk in front of him, and when he heard about it, he would follow behind without missing a step. Lao Mao would still stand on his shoulder.

When I was a child, I liked to have a straight face when I was practicing puppetry and walking. The dust could not be swept away by the robes and thin shirts. When I smelled it, I was always afraid of stepping on it. I even walked without making a sound, and I was extremely serious.

However, after walking a few steps, he would reach out to hold his hand so that he wouldn't miss him, fall down, or die.

That must have been the third time I took him into the cage. Lao Mao has little memory of what happened in the cage. He only remembers that the cage had a dead space.

The place of death is a place where the judge will be trapped to death if he is not careful. Sometimes it is an abyss, sometimes it is a slit, sometimes it is just a cabinet or a dry well. For some special reasons, it becomes a big evil in the cage. at.

Wen Shi didn't understand at the time and almost stepped in, but was caught and fished back.

After that, for several months, Chen Bu Bui never brought Wen Shi into the cage again.

When I finally smelled it I couldn't hold it in anymore. He still has a solitary spirit in his heart and doesn't like to trouble others, so he often can't express what he wants or what he wants to do. He would only open his dark eyes and stare at Chen Bu.

Chenbuo was stared at by him for three days. Finally, he patted his head and said, "Speak."

After hearing this, he held it in for a long time and finally said, "Aren't you going to go out?"

Chen Bubu lowered his eyes and looked at the top of his head, wanting to laugh a little. After a moment, he held the back of his head and said, "You are so young, and you are not even taller than my legs, but you already have no control over the master's going out?"

When he heard it, he held it in for a long time: "I didn't."

Being able to get him to take the initiative to speak is already progress. Chen Bubuo finally got over it and revealed his thoughts: "Do you want to enter the cage?"

He nodded when he heard it.

Chenbuo said: "Then you have to learn one thing first."

He raised his head when he heard it: "What?"

"Next time you enter the cage, no matter which way you go or which room you enter, you must leave a thread behind." Chen Bubuo wanted to say something more serious and scary, but in the end he stopped at it.

However, when I heard about it, I asked further: "Why did you leave the line?"

Chen Buo said: "If you get lost, I can follow the line to catch you."

He readily agreed to this request, and at his master's request, he tried it on the spot. He put a line out, then walked outside and closed the door.

There was still a milky voice behind the door that seemed a bit muffled: "Is that so?"

Chen Chuo looked at the clean puppet thread on the ground and teased him: "Your thread is like a pool of stagnant water. If you don't pay attention, someone will step on it."

Lao Mao stood on the bird stand, silently watching the ancestor talk nonsense. It was obvious that the thread was full of spiritual energy, and anyone with some spirituality could see it at a glance, not to mention that it was invisible to dust.

The young apprentice outside the door was silent for a moment and said "Oh".

Then, the puppet string on the ground stretched its head like a little snake and nodded.

Chenbuo held his head up and admired it for a while, then said, "It's still not conspicuous enough."