Chapter 144: Chapter 144
Two pine cones opened their scales, and the seeds inside were blown away by the wind and fell on a golden field. There were many residents living here, who warmly welcomed the two little pine seeds and personally unshelled them for them.
In this golden land, the little pine seeds kept company day and night, snuggled up to each other, and grew up quickly, becoming more and more similar to the other residents of this land.
When tiny, soft black hairs grew on their faces, they laughed and threw themselves on each other, rolling on the ground together.
Occasionally, one of the immature pine seeds would come to the pool at night and ask the face in the water:
[I'm becoming more and more like everyone around me. This black fur, like a mask, makes me look like a brilliant thief. Is this a good thing or a bad thing?]
But before he could find the answer, the oldest animal gathered the inhabitants and told them:
[This golden land is about to dry up. We must find the king's treasure house, which is the hope of salvation for everyone.]
The elders selected the best warriors from among the inhabitants, forming a team to embark on a search. So, the two little pine seeds became members of the team with pride and longing.
However, they did not know that one of the soldiers in this team had been bewitched by a small scorpion with beautiful fur in his hometown.
Along the way, they kept losing their companions. The confused Xiao Songzi realized that something was wrong, so when the bewitched soldier tried to attack him, he pretended to be dead and fell to the ground, left the team, and investigated the truth alone.
As the team got closer to the King's treasure house, the bewitched warriors gradually realized that the King's treasure house might really exist and was not a false lie as the man in his hometown said.
But it was too late. There was only one member left in the team. The bewitched soldier knew that he could not return home, so he decided to commit suicide to atone for his sins after killing the last member.
Just when the last member was about to be killed, the pine seed that pretended to be killed finally appeared and saved the friend who grew up with him and embarked on the journey with him.
After the chaotic battle, Xiao Songzong, who had investigated the truth alone, told everything. Unfortunately, the bewitched soldier was so distressed by the blood he had stained himself that he still committed suicide.
The team with only two little pine seeds left was unable to continue the journey, so they planned to go back and tell everyone everything.
However, all the animals in the hometown had been deceived by the little scorpion. They all thought that the two little pine nuts had killed the other members of the team. What greeted them was not warm hospitality and intimate greetings, but hateful gazes and cold weapons.
The two little pine seeds had to flee their hometown and live alone.
Having lost their husks, they gathered sticks and stones to build their own;
If you don’t have tools to comb the hair, go to a distant place to exchange;
Lacking the nutrients needed for growth, explore more places to find...
One day, the rescued seed said: "We are strong enough to start our journey again to find the king's treasure."
It turned out that during the time they had lived alone, they had grown from a seed into an animal, so similar to most of the animals in this land, small and nimble, bringing chaos to places outside their hometown.
One of them is a snow-white weasel that moves as fast as the wind and is good at fighting;
A weasel with keen observation and good thinking ability, and a strange green sheen on its body.
“But the scorpion back home has become even stronger. She’ll definitely stop us. Let’s wait a little longer.” said the more attentive cyan weasel.
"I can't wait any longer." The ferret shook his head, his eyes blazing with fire. "After I find the king's treasure house, I must avenge myself on the scorpion and return to our homeland."
The weasel couldn't persuade him, so he had to go with him.
They found a wise little bird, hoping she could lead them to the king's treasure.
But the experience of the previous journey made them distrust any creature except each other. Therefore, they guarded her cautiously and vigilantly, and did not communicate with her in any unnecessary way.
The little bird didn't mind this. She believed that this journey itself contained a lot of knowledge that could make her smarter.
The wise little bird seemed to understand many things, which reminded the weasel of the confusion he once had hidden in his heart.
But he did not want the bird to see his shallowness. He just secretly observed the difference between himself and the bird - the difference between the animals growing up on the golden land that is easily exhausted and the animals growing on the green land that is not easily exhausted.
As they spent more time together, the weasel and the bird became more familiar with each other, and he finally had the courage to ask some questions.
One day, a pine cone opened its scales and a seed fell out. As soon as it hit the ground, it turned into a little fox.
He stood on the golden land, looked up at the fruit shells floating in the air, their scales spreading out like flowers, and said in a hopping manner: "I am about to start a new adventure here, please turn into an umbrella!"
[When I open it again and turn the handle, you will take me away again.]
As he spoke, the little fox rolled excitedly on the ground several times, dyeing his fur golden.
[Okay, now I'm a local fox!]
He picked up the husk that had fallen to the ground and had indeed turned into an umbrella, put it on his back, then jumped onto a large rock and looked around.
Shouting to the sky, "If there is a partner in each direction, please allow me to stand still, I want three partners!"
The little fox wagged its big tail and actually found several local animals not far away.
A white stoat, a blue stoat, and a colorful bird.
But he did not remember what he had said not long ago and immediately went up to talk to them. Instead, he was curious about what they were doing together.
The fox, skilled at hiding, quickly approached them and discovered that it was a shiny stone slab. The fox immediately concluded that the stone slab's home must be his bag!
For this recent adventure, it was a great victory.
The stoat, obsessed with revenge, spotted him almost immediately and angrily tied up the little fox and hung him from a tree.
The kind little bird couldn't bear to see the young fox being killed by the angry weasel, so it bravely stood in front of him.
The weasel, with whom she had a good relationship, also stepped forward and said, "This is a lonely, pitiful child who lives alone. Please allow us to take him in! We will take good care of him and won't cause you any trouble."
Not knowing what had happened, the little fox returned to the ground again, his eyes shining like stars in the sky. He shook his furry tail and said excitedly:
[I already know I'm a hero, please join me on this adventure!]
The blue weasel, the white weasel and the little bird did not take the little fox's words seriously, but they liked his bright eyes, so they had to imitate the Jade Turtle carrying the Clear Water Jade and quietly took him on the journey.
The bird told the weasel: "The enriched rock elements will form jade of pure color, but they will also cause unbearable itching on the back of the Jade Turtle."
[Perhaps one day a kindhearted person who knows the function of the [Clear Water Jade] will come to us and take it away?]
The little bird and the weasel snuggled up to each other in the moonlight, telling each other stories that they didn't know in words as beautiful as poetry and as sweet as honey.
They walked long distances together, spent many nights with similar moonlight, and agreed to share their fruit shells with each other... It seemed like a long time had passed.
It was so long that even the little fox had raised his sword and imitated the brave man to kill the scorpion with beautiful fur;
The stoats have completely accepted the little fox;
They also found the king's treasure house...
Then the little fox left them on his own initiative, with his tail hanging down, just like the day when the weasel and the white weasel decided to leave their hometown.
The little fox said solemnly:
[I'm going to calm my heart, please don't worry about me, it just needs some comfort.]
He wanted to find a suitable place to put his heart. Many animals put their hearts in fruit shells, but the little fox's fruit shell was on his back.
The little fox travels around with his nutshell, so his heart, when it is not inside the nutshell, will easily feel uneasy.
Later, the weasel, the white weasel and the little bird traveled to many places together.
When they finished their journey, the blue weasel decided to take the bird to see its own nutshell. When he and the white weasel returned home exhausted, they saw green land growing out of the golden land.
The little fox's paws kept stepping on the wet soil, his ears trembled, and his tail shook gently as he was digging into a vegetable.
Suddenly he raised his head, his eyes still bright and his voice still high:
[You're back!]
Even after visiting the King's Treasury and other magical places, the weasel still couldn't find the "hope that could save everyone" that the elders had spoken of in his youth, after the golden land dried up.
He didn't look back at the reactions of the weasel and the bird, nor did he respond to the little fox's words.
Unlike the stoat, the weasel and the bird had given their hearts to each other early on, so no matter where they went, they would not easily feel uneasy.
The ermine lowered its head and circled around the land that was like an emerald embedded in the golden land, then found a corner and hid its heart.
[You will stay here from now on, and feel every moment he walks on the land, waters the crops, laughs and plays.]
[He will comfort you well.]
He no longer felt uneasy, nor did he run from one side of the golden land to the other with his tail hanging down, nor did he wander around with hatred and obsession.
He was no longer a wandering ghost who had lost his shell and could only bring chaos to the animals outside, but had become a weasel who truly lived like a thief.
Later, the little fox looked at the weasel outside, and he decided to make every inch of land here so that he could find peace of mind and go anywhere.
He made sure that every weasel could find a golden flower wherever it looked, so that the golden land no longer looked barren.
The little fox came back with the flower in its mouth, put the golden flower in front of the ermine and said to him:
"You've always stayed here, why don't you go out and see the world? There are times when your heart wants to beat!"
The stoat sniffed the golden flower on the ground and suddenly remembered what the little fox said at the beginning -
[I already know that I am a hero, please go on an adventure with me!]
Now, the adventure is over.
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