The cloud is still floating towards this place.

Every little man is only as tall as a palm, slim and beautiful, wearing colorful clothes, both men and women, and playing with carefree things. But when he reached out to rub his eyes and looked carefully, he suddenly realized that there were only three or five tits.

A handful of orange-red flames lit up the wood branch in his hand, which seemed to be no different from the ordinary fire. Song You only used it as the ordinary fire, hung down the wooden branches and stretched into the dry firewood, and kept it unmoved for a moment before slowly igniting the dry firewood.

Song You calmly chose a pavilion with a good ceiling, sat down on the spot, and began to watch the rain.

When I walked to the pavilion, the rain had just arrived.

Sometimes I also encounter a husband.

Walking alone this way is destined to be silent.

Before the person arrived, he heard the voices.

Song You got up and picked up some dry firewood, put it in a pile, and took another wooden branch in his hand.

you do not say--

When I woke up in a daze, I saw a group of little people jumping around among the branches, fighting non-stop.

The drizzle and crackling makes people feel calm.

But where should we go?

This world gradually became wet, all colors in the mountains became much cleaner, the sound of cicadas stopped, and only the sound of rain remained on the middle road of the mountain.

"There are people ahead!"

“It’s burning the fire…”

Song You was still sitting and watching the group of people approaching.

Newcomer and new book, I am a student, please take care of me!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!