C275 A mystery (1/2)

It was said that the elves were all crafty fellows, what kind of trick was this?

Chang Jing could not understand no matter how much she thought about it!

Little Fairy, who was standing at the side, could not hold it in anymore. Seeing that Chang Jing was ignoring her, she secretly tugged on his sleeves and whispered, ”Hey, I told you not to ask so many questions, are you seeking death?”

Chang Jing looked at Grand patriarch and then turned to look at her, and finally sighed and said, ”Alright, let's ask again next time!”

Wisp smiled and nodded happily. He bowed to Grand patriarch and said loudly, ”Grand patriarch, please let me entertain this guest from afar!”

Grand patriarch answered with a ”En”, waved his hand at them and sent them back.

This time, Chang Jing was really going crazy, what kind of person was this!

”Let's go!” Little Fairy jumped in joy, grabbed Chang Jing's hand and ran outside. She ran like a little girl who was hiding his mouth from others, completely forgetting her etiquette towards Grand patriarch when she left!

The two of them quickly went down the ancient tree trunk and arrived at a place with flowers and plants. However, not only did the rich fragrance not remove the anger in Chang Jing's heart, it made him even more confused.

”Hey, is your Grand patriarch suffering from Alzheimer's disease? How come you only know how to say yes and nothing else!”

”Don't always call him 'Hey, hey, hey'!” Wisp, who was collecting fresh flowers at the side, was annoyed and said, ”It's not like I don't have a name. Why would I be called 'Hey' by you? You're so rude!”

Chang Jing was speechless, thinking, you never told me your name before?

”Yes yes yes, I was rude.” He helplessly twisted his neck and asked, ”Then, Miss Little Fairy, may I ask what your name is?”

”That's more like it!” Wisp nodded his head fiercely and replied adorably, ”Don't you dare say bad things about the Grand patriarch. If anyone hears about it, you're dead! My name is Si Ai, big brother please advise me! ”

The four attributes of the Elves, such as Shui Ruobing who was a Water Fairy, took the surname ”Shui” as the surname, while the lower status members of the Fifth Clan all had different surnames that were excluded from the four attributes.

Si Ai should be the pitiful elf in the Fifth Clan.

Realizing this, Chang Jing couldn't help but sigh, for the sake of Wisp's pity and her own fortune. He shook her head and sat down by herself. Then, she grabbed a flower and started tearing the petals apart …

Once upon a time, that delicate boy liked to count petals whenever he couldn't make up his mind. Childhood was always sunny. Even the hammer that his father used to forge the harpoon was very nostalgic. The warm wind by the sea, the shouts of returning fish, and his little feet on the beach …

I can't go back, my childhood!

”What's wrong?” Little Fairy Si Ai saw that he was suddenly anxious and she ran over to her side to ask him. ”Do you hate me?

”No,” Looking at her innocent eyes, Chang Jing shook her head and said softly, ”Little sister, you're so cute, how can big brother hate you not playing with me anymore? Big brother just recalled something and became distracted.”

Hearing that he did not act like this because he hated her, the little elf Si Ai happily clapped her hands and blinked her eyes at Chang Jing, ”Since big brother doesn't hate Si Ai, then can Si Ai bring big brother to a good place?”

Chang Jing thought that it would be impossible for the Grand patriarch to summon him to help solve the doubts in his heart right now, thus she nodded her head and said, ”Alright, but what good place do you want to bring me to?”

”You'll know once you get there!”

Si Ai pulled Chang Jing and ran. Her footsteps were cheerful, as if she was dancing with joy.

After a few steps, she stopped beside a few large trees.

”Is this the fun place you were talking about?”

”Of course!” Little Fairy Si Ai nodded excitedly, pointing her cute little finger at the few big trees, counting from left to right.

”...” ”Seven!” When she got to the seventh, she stopped counting, rolled up her sleeves, and dug into the roots of the trees.