It was a small path leading to the back mountain, with weeds growing and wild animals appearing. And the Black Dragon View hidden there may be my lifelong residence.
Just like a bat, it can only hide in a place where there is no light or people, and it can never come out in a blatant way.
Is this what happened to this life?
Is it impossible to even walk out openly and hold the child with your own hands?
He is so young and so cute, which reminds him of the little girl he was a child - the ugly girl. He always likes to eat, all kinds of snacks, and all kinds of strange problems.
"Is your name Roga? Can I eat your candy? Can you tell stories?"
That child, just like her, also likes to eat and ask all kinds of questions.
He smiled miserably.
The sun shines on your body for a long time, but you can't feel the heat.
Three days later, Fangfei and his son came back from outside and saw the psychic Taoist priest waiting here.
The child had already recognized the Taoist priest, jumped to him and shouted affectionately: "Grandpa Taoist priest, you are here..."
Grandpa Taoist?
The psychic Taoist priest smiled, touched the child's head, and took something out of his arms: "Your Highness, look, what good thing does the old Taoist give you?"
"Oh, the gyro. It's a gyro... The Queen Mother doesn't know how to do it, we are waiting for the father to do it..." He was ecstatic, holding the gyro and looking carefully, it was made of wood with iron underneath.
The twisted, twisted rope is very fine.
The Taoist Master Tongxiong demonstrated to him, and used force to draw the rope, and the gyro top was rotated upright.
The child was surprised and learned to draw it like this, watching the gyro rotation, "Empress Dowager, look, the gyro that Taoist Grandpa made for me..."
Fangfei was also very happy, "Ha, Taoist priest, Honger is just wanting a gyroscope, I can't do it..."
"The old master is idle. When he remembers that the children like this, he found someone... Come on, your highness, and this, bamboo dragonfly..." He held a very delicate bamboo dragonfly, rubbed his hands, and then his hands were
Once a pine tree, the bamboo dragonflies flew into the sky.