~： The second year story 071, the fickle desert

"Hey,'change to the past'? The word you use is really subtle~~~! So, what are you going to do when you are skimming the'now' of the past?"

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Silence, instead of answering. And the little bread behind, happily patted the idiot on the shoulder, making a scream...

Walnut felt the idiot come over, and she turned her head immediately, full of resentment and nowhere to vent. At this time, she noticed that she was crying so dishonestly in front of this bad guy, and quickly wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes, and stared back at him again: "What are you doing here again! I hate you! I hate you!"

The idiot was condescending, and the iceberg face looked even more gloomy when the moonlight was behind it. Walnut was able to scold at first, but when the idiot bent down and stretched out the hands that still had hyena blood, she was scared.

"You...what do you want?! Don't come over! Don't...don't...!"

The first reflection, Walnut thought of escape. But she was injured, not to mention fleeing, even turning around had some difficulty. At this moment, the idiot's right hand grabbed her neck, and the left hand stretched to her knee.

(It's over... I'm going to be killed by him! It's because I'm too useless and always drag him down, so I'm finally going to be killed by him?! Oh... No! You badass! I... I Even if I die, I will not let you go when I become a ghost! I...I want to hide behind you all day and scare you! I want to...I want to get into the mirror every time you look in the mirror I always see my face! Woo............ Become a...... ghost?...... I......???!!!!!! Wow ——————!!!)

Imagining the appearance of becoming a ghost, Walnut's face paled for a while, and she was shocked by her own imagination. At this moment, her body suddenly floated in the air. At first, the little girl really thought that she was dead and turned into a ghost. But after a quarrel for a while, the touch on her back and the corners of her feet finally brought her back to reality.

"Ah...ah!"

The little princess opened her eyes, and that glance made her face flush instantly.

The idiot's face was still condescending, about twenty centimeters above her face. She found that she was being hugged, the boy who hated her the most and irritated her the most, now she hugged her in such a hug, walking in the silver desert...

Since she was little, no one besides her father had Hu Tao held her in this position. Not even her two brothers. She has watched many musicals, and of course she has a romantic idea that is unique to a little girl.

Yes, she had also imagined that in a garden full of roses, a handsome prince charming embraced her like this and sang a beautiful love song to her. I also imagined that one day he was seriously injured, and a righteous hero who was worshipped by thousands of people, the Light Knight hugged her and flew on the noble boulevard. However, she would never think of the first person to hug herself in this way, not the prince, nor the knight, but this... beggar.

very angry.

Walnut's first reaction is to be angry. This scene shouldn't be like this! This should not be a desolate desert, but a large garden with a huge fountain and a towering white castle in the background! Look here, there is nothing here, no petals, no fountains, no castles, and no colorful colors! There is only desert, endless desert, silver desert! Endless...silver...desert...

The idiot walked slowly, the little bread on his back was already asleep. His speed is not fast, but there is no pause. He hugged the walnut and walked on this piece of sand that has nothing, but it is extremely wide, covered by all the stars and moonlight...

Gradually, Walnut's face turned redder.

She should have been extremely angry, but now she shrinks slightly nervously. She lowered her head, she didn't dare to touch the idiot in front of her, but she didn't know where to look. At this moment, the idiot suddenly jumped from one dune to another. This bump made Walnut abruptly nervous, and quickly stretched out his hands and hooked the idiot's neck.

".................."

The idiot's body doesn't move anymore.

Walnut opened his eyes timidly, just to see the black pupils that were looking directly at him. She was so frightened that she hurriedly let go of her hand, and after she let go, the idiot moved on.

while walking.

Walking slowly in the sand of stars.

Looking at the distant horizon, Walnut began to learn to feel the power of the hands that supported him. These hands are really strong. Compared with Dai Lao's very well-maintained hands, these hands feel a little rough, but they give her a more solid sense of peace of mind...

"Hey……"

I don’t know how long it has been. Under the most beautiful midnight moonlight, Walnut suddenly opened his mouth and asked a question—

"You... are not my prince at all, are you?"

The idiot did not stop, but he looked at her, there was no wave of moments in the dark pupils...

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Continuously walking, it seems that even this desert called the Sea of ​​Death was moved by the will of the rats in the ditch to survive. Five days later, a thin brown line began to appear at the end of the horizon. As the distance got closer and closer, the brown line also began to enlarge and became towering. Soon, Walnut knew what it was.

It is a barrier that separates the dead desert from a city. And behind that barrier, is the capital of the Bucks Empire-the wind blowing sand!

As he approached his homeland, Walnut's heart that had been hanging in his heart finally relaxed. But on the one hand, she was relieved, on the other hand, she felt nostalgic in her heart. She didn't know what this feeling was, but when she found out that her feet were better two days ago and she could move freely, and when an idiot came to hug her, she still subconsciously maintained the appearance of bad legs and feet. He picked it up.

Even Walnut himself did not understand why he would do this. It stands to reason that this man with dirty clothes and tousled hair, without a prince or knight at all, wanted to touch him, so he should push him away immediately. But this is what reason told her, but her body just made such a small joke with her. But it doesn't matter, she also has her own set of reasons to explain the joke.

"In this way... I can walk a little less! Anyway, he is responsible for taking care of me, so I should make more use of him!"

Walnut has been using this reason to tell herself for the past two days. Over time, she forcibly used this reason as her own reason for doing so, and she felt at ease.

"Huh~~~Little dad, you say, we will be there in a few days?"

The name "little daddy" Walnut was already familiar. When she found out that the idiot had no objection to this name, she became the third way she called him alongside "idiot" and "short".

The moon is slanting west, and the sun is about to rise. After the idiot was ready to sleep in, he looked up and saw that it seemed to be close at hand, but there was still a cliff some distance away.

"Also, two days."

"Two days?! So, in two days, we can go back?!" Walnut cried out happily, but at the same time she felt a little disappointed.

"......Well. There are two days left." The idiot said as he walked away carrying the bread and holding the cup, "I will be paid in two days."

Perhaps the speaker is not intent, but the listener is interested. Walnut was bored with her own mood. This sourness and a little excitement made her feel very comfortable, but she suddenly heard the idiot leave such a sentence, and her dissatisfaction with him rose again.

"you--!"

The idiot has gone far, he is going to prepare food and water in the place where there are a few cacti. Even though it was only two days before he was rescued, even if the hyena meat stuffed in his sac had not been eaten, and the water had not been drunk, but to be fully prepared for everything was always a strong guarantee for his survival.

Seeing the idiot go away, Walnut wanted to scold someone but he was not around, so he snorted heavily in his heart. She went into the sandpit, closed her eyes, and planned to wait for the idiot to come in for a while and then show him a little bit of expression.

"Idiot, it's really a big—idiot—idiot—! Wait until I go back and watch me take care of you. I want to tell Father the bad things you did to me along the way! Wait until then...huh!"

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Here, Walnut is going to sleep. The idiot cuts the cactus there and prepares food. But, did they forget something? Forget that the desert is always so fickle, forget that the world is always so unpredictable?

Behind a sand dune not far from where the walnut camp was located, there was gradually a sound of horseshoes. As the sun gradually rises, the sound of horseshoes becomes clearer. Within a moment, four sand zebras came over. The head of the sand spot sitting immediately is a bald man, with a huge tumor on the top of his right forehead. The fleshy stems inside are clearly visible, and some green veins can even be seen beating there.

The warden of death gate prison, malignant tumor. After searching for almost three months without any results, he finally returned with his own army, which had already swallowed more than 300 people in the desert, in a very embarrassing manner.

Tumor did not speak, his eyes were staring straight ahead. And the three men behind him did not speak either, because they knew that speaking at the moment was touching the dead spot of the malignant tumor.

In three months, three hundred people were lost, and only four people were left to come back alive. Exhausted countless amounts of money and resources, but failed to find. What exactly is waiting for you when you go back now? Humph, you can guess without thinking.