Chapter 438
The little girl did not stop and walked calmly on this endless road. Her two thin legs kept pushing aside the dense but yellow weeds on both sides.
Even Chen Muxue felt slightly uncomfortable with the bugs that kept jumping out of the weeds, but the little girl seemed to feel nothing. Maybe she was used to it?
“My mother came here with me. I came right after she finished sewing the tiger cub.”
The little girl seemed to have some contradictions in what she said. First she said she came with her mother, but later she said she came only after her mother finished sewing the tiger cubs.
However, for a little girl who looks to be only four or five years old, it is normal for her words to be inconsistent. What's more, growing up in an environment like a forbidden area, it is considered good to be normal in all aspects.
"What about mother? Where is she? You didn't sneak out alone, right?" Chen Muxue thought of Xiaohua inexplicably and couldn't help but continue to ask.
The little girl's steps paused for a moment, but she quickly resumed her original walking speed.
“The little tiger was lost, and my mother was very angry. She went to them to ask for the little tiger, and then she disappeared. They said that she was disobedient, and that I was not obedient..."
Before Chen Muxue could think about the meaning of the little girl's words, she was stunned by the gradually clear sight in front of her.
There was no dilapidated old house in front of her as she had imagined. Let alone an old house, there was no house at all, not a brick or a tile. There was a small dirt bag in front of her. Although there were withered and yellow weeds everywhere, there was only this Not a blade of grass grows on the small soil bag.
“This is...the place where you come out to play games?” Chen Muxue hesitated.
At first, Chen Muxue thought that maybe some people in the forbidden area were like this, sleeping in inexplicable places. Last time she came, didn’t the woman sleeping on the recliner also sleep peacefully in the face of the rain of arrows?
But soon, Chen Muxue changed her mind. She looked at the little girl's tilted head and saw a thread fluttering in the wind.
Looking at it, the connection between the little girl's head and neck seemed to be slightly disconnected, and a thin red thread seemed to be trying its best to keep her head stable.
Chen Muxue coughed lightly, took Cen Li Zhui's sleeve hand, and unknowingly put it into his sleeve. When she touched Cen Li Zhui's warm fingers, she seemed to regain her consciousness a little.
Unexpectedly, he seemed to feel something strange about Chen Muxue. The warm hand directly held Chen Muxue's hand tightly: "Don't be afraid, this seems to be an illusion."
Cen Lichui was once again using the same secret technique he used in the palace to transmit sounds. Listening to his clear voice, Chen Muxue finally relaxed a little.
Fantasy?
Chen Muxue looked at the little girl again, looking at the face on her shaky head. Chen Muxue caught something in a daze. The little girl's face didn't seem to be stained. Half of her face could not be seen clearly. It seemed to be black. birthmark.
Half yellow, half black, the little tiger couldn’t be the little girl herself, right?
For some reason, Chen Muxue, who realized this, looked at the little girl and felt more and more familiar.
"I seem to know where the little tiger is..." Chen Muxue suddenly stepped forward. She did not go to the strange-looking soil bag, but was in the weeds not far away, reaching out to dig through the soil with her spiritual power.
There was no tiger cub, only a small hand bone protruding from the soil. If you didn’t look carefully, you would have thought it was the bone of the wild dog buried here.(End of this chapter)