"Okay! Wait a minute." Xue Huan found a basin, filled it with water, and scooped a small ladle of spiritual liquid into it. She brought the basin in and put the little mummy, ah no, it can't be called a little mummy now, it should be called a little doll -

Place the doll in the basin of water.

With the nourishment of the diluted spiritual spring, he expanded faster and his skin became plump and moisturized at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xue Huan watched without blinking, filled with wonder.

When the little doll was fully recovered, it was much bigger than before, but it was still a little person, with shiny black hair, delicate features, and skin as white as snow. It couldn't be more beautiful!

It's a real-life Barbie doll!

He sat in the basin, shyly closing his legs, "Can you give me a piece of clothing?"

Xue Huan then realized that she had been staring at him. Even though he was small, he was still a male!

Cover your face!

"I don't have any clothes you can wear. How about you make do with this handkerchief?"

Xue Huan turned around and handed over her handkerchief.

"thank you."

The handkerchief in Xue Huan's hand was gently taken away.

"I'm fine."

Xue Huan turned around and saw that he had wrapped the handkerchief around his body like a robe, and his entire body was floating in the air.

She couldn't hide her surprise: "You can fly?"

"Yes." He turned around, revealing a pair of small feather wings on his back.

Looking at these wings, Xue Huan couldn't help but doubt this world. She always thought that she was wearing a normal and ordinary ancient world, but now it seems that this is not the case?

Even little people with wings appear, so what is impossible?

"My name is Muhe, and I'm from the Xiwa tribe. I was accidentally captured and turned into a mummified corpse. However, we Xiwa people are blessed by the Wood God. As long as we come into contact with water again, we can be resurrected. Thanks to your help this time, I was able to come back to life."

Mu He bowed to Xue Huan.

His voice is as clear and pleasant as a mountain spring, and it is very pleasant to listen to.

"The Xiwa tribe..." Xue Huan had never heard of it.

At this moment, Mu He heard a rumbling sound in his stomach, which was the protest of his stomach for not eating for a long time. A shy blush suddenly appeared on his face, and his pair of crystal clear eyes drooped. His thick and curled eyelashes brushed like a brush, casting a shadow under his eyelids.

Xue Huan howled in her heart, but she didn't dare show it on her face for fear of scaring this little cutie.

"Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat."

Xue Huan walked to the cupboard, took out a bunch of food, and went outside to pick a basket of various fruits. She washed them, cut them into small pieces, and brought them in on a plate.

"Eat it, you're welcome."

Muzuru looked at the full plate of food in front of him, thanked him happily, flew to the plate, picked up a piece of fruit and started eating.

Xue Huan was right next to them, watching with interest.

Muzuru handed her a piece of peach and motioned for her to eat it too.

Xue Huan took it and ate it.

"By the way, Mu He, my name is Xue Huan. Can you tell me about what's going on there?"

"OK."

Muzuru told her the story.

The Shiva people live in a dense and vast forest. They build houses on trees, live in trees, feed on fruits, nectar and dew, and live in harmony with all creatures in the forest.

They can communicate with flowers, plants and trees, and are good at handicrafts and planting...

Xue Huan listened and felt that this race was very similar to the elves in the West.

This is obviously a peace-loving race that lives a comfortable life. However, a rumor spread at some point that if you mummify a Shiva person and carry him with you, you can move freely in the forest.

There are countless treasures hidden in the deep mountains and old forests, but there are also many dangers. If you can travel unhindered, then those treasures in the forest can be plundered at will, right?

The greedy people believed it without a doubt, and as a result, the originally happy and comfortable Shiva people were in great trouble.

The kind and simple Shiva people are no match for the cunning and disguised humans, and their numbers are decreasing.

As a result, in just a few decades, the once prosperous Xiwa tribe became dwindling in population and became increasingly reclusive, rarely appearing in public.

As a young member of the Xiwa tribe, Muhe inevitably yearns for the outside world, so he would sneak out to play with his friends from time to time.

Unfortunately, one day he was discovered and one of his friends fell into the hands of hunters.

In order to rescue his friend, he followed the hunter all the way, but instead of rescuing his friend, he lost himself as well.

Later he was caught and then turned into a mummy alive by some cruel people.

After being made into a mummy, he was treated as a treasure and changed hands many times, or was fought over, and he met many people because of this.

But he never asked those people for help, because the Xiwa people could easily feel the good and evil in people's hearts. Those people just regarded him as a rare treasure. If they knew he was still alive, who knows what they would do.

"But you are different. You smell very nice." Mu He looked at her with sparkling eyes.

Xue Huan was originally puzzled. Mu He was made into a mummy, so logically he should hate or reject humans, but he was very frank and friendly to her from the beginning. It turned out that it was because of this.

But what did he mean when he said the scent smelled good?

It definitely doesn't refer simply to the fragrance on her body.

Seeing that he had eaten his fill, Xue Huan asked, "Have you fully recovered now? Are you feeling any discomfort?"

Muzuru shook his head. "It's strange. I should be very weak after being resurrected, but I'm not at all. On the contrary, I feel more relaxed than ever before. I probably wouldn't feel tired even if I flew for three days and three nights."

Xue Huan felt that this should be the result of the spiritual spring and the spiritual fruits he had eaten.

"Would you like to go out with me?"

"May I?"

"Why not?"

Mu He followed Xue Huan out of the hut. When he saw the scenery outside, his eyes were full of surprise. This place was so beautiful! It was filled with the atmosphere he loved!

Being in it, he felt as if he had returned to his tribe.

He flew happily back and forth among the flowers, plants and trees, greedily breathing in the sweet air here, feeling extremely comfortable all over.

Seeing him so happy, Xue Huan couldn't help but smile.

Leaving Muzuru playing by himself, she went into the studio to get busy.

Mu He flew back and saw her picking fruit, so he immediately went over to help.

Don't underestimate him because he is small. He is very skilled at this kind of collection work.

With his joining, Xue Huan felt much more relaxed and no longer had to climb up and down.

"Thank you for your hard work. Come and try the snacks I made."

After working for half the night, another pile of snacks came out fresh. Xue Huan placed a box of snacks in front of Mu He.

He tasted them one by one and kept giving sincere praises.