The two consciousnesses appeared at the same time and were introduced into each other's consciousness, with the same caution and curiosity.
"I'm Yan'er."
"I have no idea."
"Huh?" Yan'er was slightly surprised: "Don't you know what your name is?"[
"I don't have a name."
"Really? Then, let me give you a name, okay?"
"OK!"
"What's your last name?"
"I don't have a last name."
"Then the surname is Du, okay?"
"good."
"Du Huang, are you okay?"
"Du Huang? Okay. But why are you here?"
"Me? I came here to find friends with my husband!"
"What is a husband?"
"A husband is a husband."
"What's a husband?"
"My husband is..." Yan'er struggled for a moment: "He is the person who will accompany me all my life. He likes me and cares about me. We share good things together and play with fun things. He will protect me when there is danger...
…”
"It seems very good..." Du Huang's consciousness fluctuated violently, "Then, I also want a husband!"
Yan'er laughed: "Okay, you can find a husband!"
"But, I can't get out."
"Why can't you come out?"
"No strength."[
"Ah? Wait a minute. I'll ask someone. He might understand!" Then he turned to Ke Ao and asked: "It says it has no strength and can't come out. What should I do?"
"Use your spiritual consciousness to help it."
"How can I help?"
Let it let your consciousness enter the shell, and you will know when the time comes.
Yan'er blinked. Why did she feel that when Ke Ao said this, he was a little...well, secretly happy. Yes, that's what it felt like? She glanced at him doubtfully, and then told him what he meant obediently.
Du Huang.
"Okay, come in." The little guy was very straightforward. It can be seen that he really wanted to come out. He stayed in the shell for too long, long enough for him to be desperate. Just letting a person's consciousness enter the eggshell, it
He doesn't care at all.
Yan'er followed the little guy's consciousness in. The eggshell was like a fortress, and the route they took was the only passage.
Once inside, it was so red and hot that even the sea of consciousness felt like it was boiling.
Yan'er felt a little uncomfortable, but at the same time he also saw the image of the little guy.
A little bird, very small, smaller than the average sparrow. But very beautiful, with long feathers, and an even longer, seven-colored tail.
"So beautiful!" she exclaimed, and the little guy immediately flew to her shoulders in an elegant manner. Instantly, she felt less hot.
"You feel very comfortable, why?" The little guy tilted his head and looked at Yan'er curiously with a pair of round red eyes.
"I don't know." Yan'er looked around and realized that the egg was indeed where she was. "Are you ready to go out?"
The little bird nodded: "Of course, I'm the only one here, so boring."
"Then how should you get out?"
"Here, just break it. But I don't have the strength!"
Yan'er looked at where it pointed, and finally could only nod. "I'll give it a try."
Did you really know it when you got here? Yes, when a bird hatches, doesn't it have to break out of the shell by its own strength? It is a phoenix, but it is also a bird, and it is still trapped in the shell.
The phoenix did not put all its hopes on Yan'er. It also worked hard. Its sharp beak pecked at the same place again and again.
Yan'er's fist, her fist was bigger than Phoenix's mouth, but strangely, when it hit the shell, only a little bit was left.
She and it are heading in the same direction and have the same goal.
Its strength is a bit weak, her strength is not small. But for the eggshell, it still seems a little small.[
So, if it doesn’t work once, try it twice, and if it doesn’t work twice, continue...