Water Goblin.
The story told by Lan Po was so long and long, he told it so slowly and slowly, and he was in a daze as he spoke. Not saying a word for half a day was as if breathing had stopped. The potatoes often followed in a daze, and the story of the water clicking fascinated her deeply. Listening to it, I asked myself in my heart: If it were me, would I have pulled that tooth out a long time ago?
Qatar is amazing, liked, adored, and distressed. Although only a character in a story, Lan Po always wears a veil, and her gentle eyes and wrinkles at the corners of her eyes form a delicious counter-sensitization. Like a beautiful lake in a dirty black mud field. The potato had seen its hands, cracked and wrinkled like pine bark.
When Lan Po's hand reached for the first time to touch her face, Potato instinctively dodged. Lan Po's eyes hung limply in the face of the dark hand. Potato was sorry for his dodge and secretly swore that he would never dodge again, never dodge again. But Lan Po never reached out to her again. Is there really a water sample in the mother-in-law world? Some. Why have you never happened to see it? Because everyone is living in their own world. I think Kakasha is a bit silly, do you think she's stupid? But I think she's amazing.
On this day, when Potato listened to a story and was about to go home for dinner, he thought of a question: Mother-in-law, what do you usually eat? There was no trace of any food in the empty room, nor were there iron pots and spoons for cooking. Lan Po just smiled.
The next day, Potato was caught by the teacher for whispering to his classmates during class, and he paid attention. By the time she rushed out of the school, the sun had set and the sunset had dimmed. Lan Po thought that she would not come, mother-in-law I came, and the potatoes knocked on the door and opened. Lan Po's two cheeks bulged, and she came in with a bunch of water plants in her hand, don't stand at the door and be seen, she chewed water plants, water plants and said: You eat this potato and count in surprise: Yes, it's dinner time, what do you think of grass? Because I love to eat.
Are you right, I'm Kakasha. Kakasha, the water demon, the potato next to the gray wall, his eyes were wide open, black and round, and his eyes were motionless. Look at the old, skinny, ugly mother-in-law of the person in front. What's wrong with potatoes? Click? What are you really clicking? Be. I'm a water demon, what am I clicking? I'm a water demon. Are you scared of potatoes? No, I'm not afraid. I'm so happy. I'm so glad you're a water monster, I'm all happy.
You are such a bold girl, you are not even afraid of water demons. How could I be afraid of your mother-in-law? Water Demon Kakasha, I'm so happy. You are Kakasha. At this moment, my mother's voice came from the direction of the house from afar, shouting potatoes to go home for dinner, potatoes go back first, I will sneak out tonight. There is a big moon tonight, I will go to the stream to fish for water and grass, see you by the stream, click and click. The potato said happily: it ran home like a small fish. Twice during the meal, it almost said something about the water demon. It took a lot of effort to hold back those words and swallow them back into its stomach with the meal. After eating potatoes and running to the west under the pretext of catching insects, the west of the spring has no name and is called West or Konishi. Flowing slowly from the east side of the village, the bottom of the stream is covered with long, soft water plants. There are many fish hidden in the aquatic grass, some and some water snakes. To the west are dense bushes of wild trees and reeds, and few fireflies flicker faintly. It's not their season anymore, potatoes don't see, water monsters.
Kakasha waited alone in the west, so long, and did not agree on which year. The potatoes walked back and forth, climbing into the trees and looking into the distance, a snow-white moon in the sky, round and racing over the biggest plate in the house. The potato thinks it's quite like the sky, and its eyes are very serious, looking at everything under the sky. The sky is blue-gray stars, rarely invisible without looking closely. The reed flowers were already white, one by one, they were fluffy, fluffy, and indescribably beautiful in the moonlight. The potatoes whizzed and whistled at them, blowing apart one by one, like flowers flying softly.
Potato I'm coming, did you come early? Potato turned to see Kakasha in blue clothes and blue pants, and said with a happy smile: I wait, I am in a hurry. I didn't want to meet people, so I came a little late. Kakasha rolled up her trouser leg and went down to Siri as she spoke, don't come down when the water is cold.
The potatoes reached into the stream and probed it, and sure enough, it was very cold, so he obediently stood by the stream, watching Kakasha lie into the water step by step, stepping on the water-absorbing moon and stepping on the splash. The surface of the water was rattling, and it was like sprinkling a handful of broken silver. The fluorescence splashed, and the potato saw Kakasha, Kakasha was as straight as a mountain of water, and Kakasha cried out to the soil in amazement.
Kakasha turned back and stood facing it and looked up, looking up and taking off the veil. The potato saw a beautiful fairy with white and smooth skin, a soft waist, and no wrinkles around those gentle eyes. Is Kakasha you? You have changed. I was in the water, Kakasha smiled and said that he bent down to pick up a handful of turquoise water grass, is this what I am? You're beautiful! You are a hundred times better than the most beautiful girl in Nanxia Village! Kakasha: For a fox demon, the stream is too small.
In addition to plulu pots, there are many more pots in the world? All the lakes are inhabited by water monsters, and if the water monsters want to live in them, they have to listen to their orders, and my self-consciousness can't stand it. What's more, if I live in another lake, I will never return to Pru Land Rover, how can I abandon it? It turned out to be so, Ka Potato is deeply sorry for Kakasha.
If you were always so beautiful, people wouldn't be afraid of you, and you wouldn't be so lonely. Since I met potatoes, I am not alone and continue to fish for aquatic plants. The potato on the shore did not blink, looking at what a beautiful face and figure it was, and could not see enough. Kakasha fished out enough aquatic plants and potatoes to help it use together, absorbing water and washing clean. The two of them sat on the aquatic grass, against the moon and reed flowers, and their four feet were immersed in stagnant water. The potato does not feel cold, it always tilts its head to look at it, look at it, very embarrassed, so it uses a pair of soft and slender hands to cover the eyes of the potato, and the potato takes the opportunity to scratch. It's tickling, the water demon Kakasha chapter five.
