Rainbow Blue Angelica

After returning to the hut, he saw Rainbow Cat lying on the bed, Xiaoli's heart sank suddenly, and he ran over in a panic.Hongmao was covered in blood, the wound on his left hand had been treated briefly, and his face was very pale.

The little raccoon murmured uneasily: "Hongmao, Hongmao, what's wrong with you, don't scare me..."

Turning around, he asked the fisherman and his wife beside him: "Uncle, aunt, what's wrong with Rainbow Cat? How could it be like this..."

The fisherman said worriedly: "My wife and I bandaged Rainbow Cat's wound briefly, but there is no way to deal with the tiny fragments inside. We are old, our eyesight is not good, and we can't see clearly..."

"There was a heavy rain today. My wife and I went out to pick up the baby, but..." the old woman narrated the tragedy with a mournful expression.

On the other side, the little raccoon stepped forward and gently removed the blood-stained bandage. The wound was treated briefly, and it was stained with smashed hemostatic herbs.

He took the handkerchief, wiped it gently after it got wet, and after wiping it off, he saw the horrific wound.Judging from the wound, the fragments were pierced extremely deep. It is conceivable how much force he used at that time, and the wound expanded several times, and the little raccoon couldn't help feeling anxious and angry.

He doesn't care about his body too much.

The little raccoon gently squeezed out the remaining tiny fragments, and then re-bandaged the wound.Listening to the aunt's words, Xiaoli felt very uncomfortable. No wonder Hongmao is like this. Blue Rabbit will be fine, for sure!

He is certain of things with little hope.

Putting his hand on Hongmao's pulse, he let out a sigh.Fortunately, it was only because of excessive blood loss and the rush of fire that he fell down.Fortunately, he learned medical skills from the genius doctor Doudou for a period of time, otherwise he would have to worry again now, Xiaoli is grateful for his decision at that time.

Thinking of Doudou, Xiaoli was in a trance for a while, all kinds of memories from the past surged, and compared with the present, really...

He came back to his senses in a moment, and with a thought, he gathered the pieces together, and took out another part of the rainbow cat's arms, wrapped it in a handkerchief, and planned to splice it together.

I hope Hongmao won't be so sad when she wakes up and sees the complete jade pendant.

After leaving the room with the fisherman and his wife, Xiaoli found a quiet place and repaired the jade pendant.Looking at the incomplete jade pendant in his hand, he was certain in his heart: It can be repaired, it can be done!

Xiaoli watched the jade pendant in his hand get better and better, and the expectation in his heart grew stronger.Thoughts were flying, and there were only two things he asked for.

He hoped that the Seven Heroes would be able to revive the world one day.

He hoped that everyone around him would be well and that everyone would be well.

trust her

"Let's go back."

"go back?"

"She's still waiting for you."

"She has disappeared, before my eyes."

"She didn't disappear, it's just that you couldn't see her."

"Can't see..."

"Remember what she said?"

"wait me back?"

"Yes, you have to trust her. No, we have to trust her."

Hongmao opened his eyes, and the tingling pain in his left hand swept through his brain instantly.Turning his head to glance at the arm wrapped in white cloth, he frowned.The bandages are so ugly.With his good right hand he untied the bow from the bandage and re-tied a slipknot.

Still a little dizzy when he got up, he supported the bedpost, stood with his eyes closed for a while, and opened them again when his head was clear.She will definitely come back.

I will definitely find her!

Hongmao walked to the table and poured a cup of tea, which was still hot.He just stood there, holding the slightly hot tea, letting the storm roar in his head.But his face was still calm, as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly came back to his senses, his hand shook slightly, and the tea in it almost spilled out.The tea is already cold.

Taking a deep breath, he poured cold tea into his mouth, soaking his dry throat.Believe in her, she will definitely come back!

Suddenly, there was a sound outside the door, and someone came over, with a little urgent footsteps.It's a little raccoon.

He pushed open the door and saw Hongmao standing by the table with a teacup. He hurried over and asked, "Hongmao, why did you get down? Is there any discomfort in your body? Lie back quickly..."

Hearing the little raccoon's eager words, Hongmao's heart warmed slightly, and she said with a slight smile, "It's okay, it's just that I lost some blood, and I'm just a little dizzy."

Xiaoli insisted on letting Hongmao lie down, but Hongmao had no choice but to do so.They talked about their future plans and things like martial arts.Suddenly, the little raccoon patted himself on the head, really stupid, how could he forget this.

He took out a handkerchief from his pocket with something wrapped in it.When it was opened, it turned out to be a blood-colored jade pendant.

"Hongmao, what kind of material is your jade pendant? ..." The little raccoon babbled about the jade pendant.

Hongmao took the jade pendant in the handkerchief, and immediately felt a familiar touch.He shook his head and said, "I don't know about that either."

Seeing that Hongmao was not in high spirits, the little raccoon couldn't help but comfort him: "Hongmao, don't worry, Blue Rabbit has martial arts, she will come back..."

Hongmao traced the shape of the blood jade with lowered eyes, then raised her head and said firmly, "Yes! Yes."

Seeing that Hongmao had recovered from the blow, Xiaoli let out a sigh, and then pulled Hongmao to discuss martial arts.He wants to combine martial arts and magic together.

Hongmao wants to fuse Changhong's true energy with the internal force of the wind element.The two have some things in common, and it is always better for two people to discuss together than to think hard alone.

The two talked for a while, and after the discussion, Hongmao sent Xiaoli away and planned to stay alone for a while.

Outside the window, the scorching sun was in the sky, and the wind was a bit strong.

With a thought, he went out, greeted the fisherman and his wife, took some things and went back to the room.Looking at the bamboo sticks and white paper piled on the table, he started to do it.Fix the bamboo strips, paste white paper, and a simple kite is ready.

He took out the ink pen and sketched lightly on the kite.After a while, a pretty figure appeared on the paper.Looking at the portrait, he smiled and his eyes became sore.

Holding up the finished kite, he looked up at the kite and the man on the kite, and wiped away the moisture in his eyes.everything will get better.

Finding a high ground, Hongmao flew the kite in his hand.Watching the sea breeze drag the kite farther and farther, my heart suddenly settled down.He fell down and sat down as if he had lost all his strength, looking at the sea in front of him, all the fear in the past disappeared completely.

He took out the bagpipe, put it to his lips, and played it softly.The sound of the flute is melodious, but it carries a deep and indelible melancholy.As if forgetting the time, Hongmao played the flute with forgetfulness, venting all her emotions in the sound of the flute.

Suddenly, something bumped into the leg that was sitting cross-legged, it was a soft ball, and there was a soft laugh.It's baby.Rainbow Cat opened his eyes, and the sound of the flute stopped.He looked at the baby teasing in his arms, and couldn't help reaching out and rubbing the baby's small head.

Doudou showed puzzled eyes, probably wondering why the nice voice disappeared.As a result, his head was rubbed lightly, and he stopped wondering about the sound, and just laughed.

He waved his short arms and touched Rainbow Cat's cheek.

Hearing the baby's laughter, the sadness in Hong Mao's heart dissipated a little.He held Doudou's hand, and inadvertently touched his face, it was wet, when did he cry?He picked up his sleeve and wiped his cheeks, so that the sadness of suffocation would also be wiped away.

He turned around with the baby in his arms and walked back.There is a wooden basin not far behind, and there are other babies in it.Seeing the fisherman and his wife standing next to the tub, Hongmao smiled and walked over.

I can't make them worry anymore, the brothers are still waiting for me, I must cheer up!

At night, Hong Mao was still sleepy after turning off the lights, so he lit kerosene again, took out a long and thin wooden box from the cabinet, got up, and went out.He found a place with tight soil and began to dig a hole.The pothole is under a coconut tree.

He didn't use any tools, just planed by hand. After digging a not-so-shallow hole, he buried the wooden box in it.Seemingly reluctant, he opened the wooden box and looked at the two swords nestled inside.Two swords, one fiery red and one cold blue.

After taking one last look, he quickly closed the wooden box, put it in the pit, and buried it.After stepping on the land, Hongmao stood still for a while, then went back to the room.

His hands got a little dirty when digging the hole, the bandage was covered with mud stains, and the wound inside was re-opened, dyed bright red.It seems that it needs to be dealt with as soon as possible, otherwise the little raccoon will have to preach again when he sees it.

After fetching water, he untied the bandage, washed the wound, reapplied the medicine, and wrapped a new bandage.When he was done, he put out the candle and lay down.His back, which had collapsed all day, went limp the moment it hit the bed, and he turned sideways, curled up hugging the quilt.

- in a dream

Hongmao was looking for something in the darkness at a loss, however, the darkness was like an invisible big hand, tightly strangling and suppressing him.The darkness in front of him lightened a little, dyeing the dark sky.Under the feet is a soft lawn, mixed with unknown flowers, and a bright moon in the sky sprinkles pieces of brilliance.

He stretched out his hand, and a glowing firefly slowly landed on his index finger.Looking around, Rainbow Mao tried to grasp the excruciating familiarity, but could only catch some fragments of the picture in frustration.He collected himself, looked at the white figure in front of him, and remained silent.

The man in white turned around, with a sad face, and said, "Try hard to practice martial arts, she will be fine..."

The young Hongmao's words were a little awkward, and he replied: "Yes." There was a little tremor in his voice.