The flaming sky is crazy against the world, miss

Chapter 2

It's winter time.

The sun is setting on the western mountain, the blue color is dark, and the haze is half-closed, faintly crossing the distance.

The dilapidated lazy donkey cart, unmanned, was worn out and walked in a wasteland with long grass.

Suddenly, a nimble little figure sprang out of the carriage and rushed straight ahead.

"Mother, look, it's a third-level blast grass! One third-grade blast grass can make two third-grade blast pills! Mother, mother!" The child's immature voice was full of excitement.

"Wow! Huoerhuoer, we have money to buy meat!" After flapping its wings, a fat parrot with pure white wings and an iron-gray beak landed on the boy's shoulder.

The corners of the boy's mouth were slightly raised, and there was a strange light in his beautiful phoenix eyes. He smiled very happily, and stretched out a small hand to pat the fat parrot's body, "Little fat, mother said, you have to go on a diet, you can't get fatter." Otherwise, it won’t be able to fly!”

The fat parrot flapped its wings, screaming in a strange voice, "Abused, mother abused Fatty!"

"Shut up! If you keep making noise, I'll stew you." The woman, dressed in plain clothes, raised the curtain with her hand, slowly got out of the car, and gave the fat parrot a faint warning look, which immediately made the guy drenched in ice Water, fluttering and flapping its wings.

"Help, Huo'er, help!"

"Mother." Huo'er plunged into the woman's arms, lovingly rubbing and rubbing, "Mother, mother, let's go pick wind grass and exchange it for something delicious."

"Delicious, delicious, where can I find delicious food?" The boy had a small fluffy round head poking out of his chest, crying softly, his big water-blue eyes blinked and looked intently, and his long hair The eyelashes are also slightly tilted.

The corners of the woman's mouth twitched slightly, and she took three foodies with her on the road with emotion. On the way back from Fushen Mountain, the journey of ten days or so took these three foodies for more than a month.

Wherever there are rare things, there are the three of them. Food and play, everything feels rare, as if living in the deep mountains and old forests for 800 years!
It is said that before going down the mountain, I robbed more than 100 taels of silver from the stingy master, but it was all consumed by three snacks. In the end, I had no choice but to sell the carriage for the silver and exchanged it for a broken donkey cart. , eating dry food every day to satisfy my hunger...

Embarrassed!

"Doubao, you're awake." Huo'er hugged a small snow-white thing happily.

The little thing is cute and rolling around, rolling around in Huo'er's arms, grinning, "Huo'er, Huo'er."

"Doubao, how many times has mother told you, don't sleep with sugar in your mouth! You have two teeth in total, don't you even want these two!" , "Okay, okay, you three little guys, all stay here, mother, go and pick the blast grass."

"Okay, okay! My mother made the Gale Pill, one Huo'er, one bean bag! It's delicious." The little guy with snow-white flesh stretched out four short legs with a puff, and swayed happily on the fire. I rubbed and rubbed in my son's arms.

The fat parrot flapped its wings and cried anxiously, "Where is Little Fatty, where is Little Fatty!"

"Mother said, Xiaopang wants to go on a diet."

"The bean buns are no good. I'd better let my mother make the Gale Pill and sell the Gale Pill. It's a good deal to exchange for a bunch of delicious ones." Huo'er thought about it.

"That's good, so Xiaopang can eat it too." Doubao nodded his head, Xiaopang agreed even more.

Suddenly, three little guys, three pairs of eyes aimed at the front at the same time, "No, someone wants to rob the wind grass!"

(End of this chapter)