Allen and his little bones [Western Fantasy]

It was a three-story house with a red spire, the top floor should be an attic, and the windows faced the sun. On this sunny day, it should have been able to receive a lot of sunlight, which can be easily imagined. The warmth in the room.

But because the sunny window was already covered with vines, unnamed green plants and moss sealed it tightly, and the greenery spread to the walls on both sides, making the window and the wall green as one.

Under such tight shading, no matter how good the outside sunlight is, not much can penetrate into the house, bringing light and warmth to the small attic that should be warm.

Following the sloppy map and turning over the last hill, Allen and Eli successfully found this abandoned house, which was said to have been lived by a young single woman, on the other side of the hill.

Of course, it is not only the small window in the attic that is covered by vines and other green plants - the window below is about the bedroom window on the second floor, the semi-arc small platform extending from the French window on the second floor, the carved railings on the small platform, and the first floor. The windows and the main entrance... The dense greenery wraps the whole small building, even the roof is not spared.

There is also a not-so-small yard in front of the house. The yard is naturally overgrown with weeds, and it can be seen that it has been neglected for a long time. The most lush weeds are almost as tall as an adult's calf. Stepping into it is no longer a lack of feet, but a direct loss of legs.

Eli practiced the last "truth" himself.

He was standing in the weeds that were as high as his calf, looking somewhat at a loss.

"what happened?"

Alan stood two steps behind Eli, and he entered the small courtyard only a little later than Eli.

On the completely rusted gate of the yard, there are traces of spells that have expired, which are very faint, probably because it has been a long time. Even if Alan is proficient in tracking spells, he can only catch a few traces with difficulty. , it can only be confirmed that the former resident here is indeed a person who can drive elemental power.

"I remembered the second dream I had," said Eli, who was walking in front of Allen.

This will blow a little wind, making the weeds all over the yard dance with the wind, and the weeds around the legs gently scratch Eli's legs, making him itchy.

He moved his legs subconsciously, and focused more on the memory and the house in front of him.

"Second dream" is actually a very ambiguous description. People have countless dreams in their life. People who have many dreams have multiple dreams in a week. Eli only said "second dream" , without giving more information, it sounds easy to make people confused, don't know which dream he was talking about at which time period.

But miraculously, Allen quickly followed his train of thought.

The black-haired young man turned to the hut with him calmly, and asked, "The second dream you had about your parents?"

"Yes." Eli, who turned his back to Allen, nodded slightly. He didn't know if Allen saw him nodding slightly. He slightly raised his neck, "That time, I dreamed that I never I looked down from the ceiling and saw them sitting on the couch and... maybe me who still needed a cradle."

Allen: "Yeah."

"I was very impressed with this dream." Eli continued, "If this is where they lived, I might be able to recognize a little bit of the interior decoration."

There was a brief rustle of weeds being swept away behind him, and Eli felt Alan getting closer to him. While the familiar warm breath was approaching, a warm hand gently put on his shoulder , as if silently conveying power to him.

"Then go in and have a look." Allen said, pressing on Eli's shoulder, "Although it's a bit impolite to come here uninvited, but if we didn't find the wrong place, they—your parents—should be very happy to be there too. After so many years, their children can still find this place, go in and see the environment they lived in back then."

Eli silently shook Alan's hand and settled down.

"Hope we're not wrong."

After saying this softly, the blond young man lingered for a while before continuing to move forward. He tried his best to keep himself walking on the path of the garden, avoiding stepping on the small flower beds on both sides.

Even though the small flower garden is actually "dead in name only", there are only two circles of dilapidated low fences that are more than half decayed, still tenaciously surrounding the outer edge of the flower garden, showing visitors that something has been planted here in the past, but the inside is already full of weeds that grow wildly and grow high. The grass over the fence, and the green plants on the walkway are indistinguishable from each other.

After Alan's hand was shaken by Eli, he was never let go by the other party.

They held hands all the way to the front door of the house "occupied" by the creeper, and Alan gathered a small wind mass at his fingertips.

When the wind gathered together, it was soft, like a strange ball of wool entwined with layers of "wind threads", but when it was sent to the door with a flick of a finger by Allen, this "soft" wind ball suddenly split into countless small air currents , Under the high-speed propulsion, they have the strength like a thin blade, and in the blink of an eye, they cut the creeper on the door to pieces.

Because the wind is invisible and can be subdivided infinitely, these slender "wind knives" rely on the driver's excellent control, and they also penetrate into the door cracks and keyholes, and sweep away the obstacles blocking the door cracks. In the air, Eli heard a stagnant "click" from the old door lock.

The lock is open.

"You push the door." Allen said after dispelling the wheal that had completed the task beautifully.

Eli Yiyan raised his hand, he only paused for a moment after his hand touched the old door, then his expression became firm, and he pushed open the door in front of him with a gesture that was too cautious.

——It seems that what is opened is not a door, but a magic box treasure chest that may hide rare treasures or disasters.

Allen thought a little out of place.

As for the black-haired young man, even though his brain went into a trance for a short time, his body movements did not appear to be sluggish. He had already expected that the smell in such a closed room for a long time would be unpleasant, and there would be a lot of dust as the door was opened. Mixed with the peculiar smell, it rushed out together, so at the moment when the door was pushed open by the people around him, he had already adjusted his breathing synchronously, and stretched out an arm to block the flying dust for his unmarried partner.

"……Well……"

Eli didn't expect the problem of smell and dust, and he was so focused on quickly checking the indoor environment that he was caught off guard by Alan covering his mouth and nose. His first reaction was to ask questions.

The hand that was covering the mouth successfully blocked the exit of the question, and the opened mouth only made a single sound.

Before Eli realized what he had done, his parted lips brushed against Alan's palm, and it looked like he had reflexively kissed the other's palm.

Eli: "..."

Allen: "..."

Hall, who was following behind the two, said, "...ahh."

The senior's voice was like an incantation that broke the spell of stillness. Alan let go of his hand, and at the same time drove the wind element again to disperse the odor and flying dust in front of him. After removing the warmth from his face, he unconsciously pursed his lips, and the tip of his tongue quickly swept over his lips.

——It has a faint smell left by Allen.

After "sweeping", Eli thought, and he froze when he realized it.

Allen, who seemed to be indifferent, just drove the wind to roll up the dust and smell into a ball, and was about to pack up and throw the ball outside. He looked down at Eli, and saw that the shoulders of the other person who was also slightly lowered his head suddenly tightened.

"...Eli?"

"No, no, nothing!"

Mistakenly thinking that Eli was still embarrassed by the accident just now, and knowing that the other party has never been a thick-skinned person, Allen thoughtfully did not ask any more questions.

After the innocuous little misunderstanding that failed to connect the brain circuits passed, Eli regained his composure, and was finally able to look at the interior of the house ahead with Allen.

"Hold on."

Eli only glanced at it twice, and said to Alan and Hall who came in with him.

He hurriedly walked towards the direction of the upstairs stairs. Alan originally wanted to go up with him, but considering that the stairs had been old for many years, there was some risk of collapse. After a short moment of meditation, Alan stopped and only looked at Iraq. Lai's back said, "Be careful where you step," and then he took two steps back. The elemental brilliance gathered at a speed detectable by the naked eye, and he drove straight to the stairs.

Using elemental energy, Allen made a time-effective stair support for Eli to ensure that the other party could safely step on the "creaking" stairs and stand firmly on the corridor on the second floor.

"……right here!"

Eli, who was standing in the corridor on the second floor, bent down and looked down for a while, before speaking. There was a bit of uncontrollable excitement in his voice.

Standing downstairs, Allen could only look up at him, and met his excited eyes in mid-air.

Eli: "Looking down from here, it's almost exactly where the furniture was placed in my dream!"

Allen heard Eli's statement of the dream, but he couldn't get into the other's mind to check the real scene. At first, he could only imagine how Jiulisa and Omega lived in the past, but now, there is no way to compare this "exactly the same" statement is correct.

But he was still infected by the other party's joy, and gave a small smile to the excited Eli upstairs: "That means we have found the right place." The upper body of the railing frowned, "But you have to step back a little, the railing here barely maintains its shape, the wood has long been decayed and brittle, and they can't bear the weight."

Coincidentally, when Allen said this, the blond young man on the second floor did step back obediently, but at the same time stretched out his hand, like a young man who heard "this place is steep, pay attention to the handrail" Student, while backing up, he helped the railing.

The rotten railing is indeed as Allen said, it is an old decoration that is no longer attractive or useful, let alone bear most of the weight of an adult male, it can even bear the opponent's casual push with a little force Can't live.

The rotten wood made a toothsome "creak" sound, and then, it was like some kind of crunchy pastry that shattered at the touch of a touch, and it was broken into pieces in an instant.

Eli's nerve reflexes are excellent, and he has years of swordsmanship training as a foundation. It is not difficult for him to regain his body balance in an instant.

But before he regained his balance, he felt a gust of wind blowing towards him quickly, and his hands rested on the "wind wall" that seemed to be solid.

As soon as he got up, a few "wind threads" emerged from the wind wall and wrapped around his wrist.

"Come down," said Allen who was standing below, "Or I'll go up, I'm worried about letting you stay on it alone."

Eli was held by the wrist by the wind, and he could clearly see Alan's serious and disapproving expression. He inexplicably felt that Alan was a bit like a patriarch at the moment, and he was really a young student who was being caught by the other party for dangerous behavior. About to enter supervised mode.

Just when the two were in a stalemate for a short time, Hall, who was watching the play, suddenly moved from standing on the first floor with Allen to quickly floating up to the second floor.

"Someone is coming." Hall said quickly, "Pay attention, both of you."

It was almost like stepping on the voice of Hall's words, through the wide open door, a figure could be seen standing outside the courtyard door.

Alan's eyes twitched when he turned around and glanced at the figure, and Eli noticed his expression.

"Ellen?"

"Ellen?"

Eli's whispered call blended perfectly with the call from outside.

Eli recognized that the other person named Allen was a woman, and he was slightly taken aback.

The person at the gate of the courtyard shouted again: "Baby Alan, are you in there?"

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