Anne's Adventure Story (2) Pumpkin Witch

Ten-year-old Anne imagined herself as a 60-year-old, sitting on a plush sofa with her back against the warm fireplace and facing a group of curious littl

Anne's Adventure Story (2) Pumpkin Witch

Ten-year-old Anne imagined herself as a 60-year-old, sitting on a plush sofa with her back against the warm fireplace and facing a group of curious little heads, and began to tell the story of her grandmother's breathless adventure.

? Anne felt really suffocating. She has never felt so bad, and she has never met such a terrible forest. It is like a dormant behemoth, licking its lips greedily and looking at the invaders with malicious intent. The branches stretching into the sky attracted evil wind, and the iron-blue clouds gathered together to whisper and discuss the plot. Ugly roots destroy the land in pieces, and the miasma from the rotten swamp makes the forest look ugly and disgusting, like a zombie with a toothache.

If there is a specific clause "Be brave in the face of the forest" in the latest edition of the Good Boy Handbook, then we have to sit up and take notice of the little girl's courage. She took a deep breath and took a brave step.

Aware of her partner's anxiety, Black Rabbit Chocolate licked Annie's cheek with a prickly tongue, pressed it around her neck to comfort her weak heartbeat, and then tried to make a few colorful bubbles.

Along the way, this loyal rabbit always inspires Annie in time. The only fly in the ointment is that it is made of a piece of paper and can only be spoken in written language, so it inevitably sounds a bit stiff and unfriendly (it can't even call Annie a "one-armed ghost", which is Anne's nickname, thus convincing Anne that people who love slang are made of mud).

The colorful bubbles floating in the air also made Anne's thoughts drift a little. She stopped biting her white lips with her teeth and pinching her red skin with her nails. At the moment, she was as brave as a proud rooster.

"Annie, please open the red bag with your hands." The voice of chocolate was sharp. It blows out bubbles with its nose.

"The textbook won't teach you how to find a witch, but the teacher warned us not to dress like a witch." Annie said radically, although she obediently did what chocolate told her.

The chocolate standing on Annie's shoulder ran along Annie's arm to the back of Annie's hand, then jumped flexibly to the edge of the bag and got in at once.

There is a movement like a little mouse. The rabbit came back with a book in its mouth. Chocolate spat the book on Annie's hand and vomited a few mouthfuls. Maybe it just couldn't stand the temptation of that fruity rubber and took a bite.

Dictionary on How to Stimulate Children's Good Habits? I have always thought that the only purpose of this book is to cooperate with parents' poor education methods-by the way, I can learn more about how to win their favor and reward. "Annie asked suspiciously," then what should we do with it? Used to send a flame signal to the witch? "

"If I were you, Miss Anne, I wouldn't do it?"

The sound sounds dull and dumb, not from chocolate.

"It's me. You can call me by my name on the second page-'Annie, Zijinteng Class in Beetle Primary School'-or by my official name-Jordan College Press, 3rd edition, with a print run of 300,000 copies, a dictionary on how to stimulate children's good habits, and a series of books for smart parents ... "

Annie finally figured out who was talking from the chaotic speech-it was the book in her hand-and she covered her mouth in surprise.

"Chocolate, it spoke, God, I can't believe it!" Anne expressed how surprised she was when a talking drawing paper turned into a rabbit.

"In fact, every book can talk, but people are becoming more and more unwilling to listen. My grandfather was made into a Bible and my uncle was printed into a book about securities. Last year, it ranked second on the bestseller list. " The book stood up in Anne's palm, nodded politely to Anne's title page, and continued to announce itself, "I was made by a fir tree in this forest (maybe it contains a little Indian blood), and there is nothing more familiar here than me."

Speaking of this, the third edition dictionary finally thought of its mission of being called out. It regrets burying its cousin's story in its memory. This is a bizarre story that can't be described by printed matter and printed matter. -His cousin is from the rubber tree. It's quiet and doesn't like sunshine. It looks like yew for one year. Later, it was made into a pipe by cultural relics dealers and sold to the oil king at a good price.

"I'm going to find the forest witch. Please help me. " The little girl was not sure whether coquetry had any influence on her book, but she politely pulled the corner on the page of the third edition dictionary (she began to feel ashamed that she didn't care too much before, and always folded it out quickly).

"Of course I'm happy to help." This dictionary will turn itself over. "Knowledge can always solve all problems. -Now I want to fly. "

There was a sudden gust of wind behind Annie, and the book was thrown into the air, and the pages fell apart and flew in the air for a long time. This is enough to turn a book into a long ladder. Before it became a ladder completely (the ladder can't speak freely), the third edition dictionary left a sentence.

"At the end of the stairs is the witch's home. She is the most powerful witch race, pumpkin witch. "

For the first time, little Anne hoped that these books would not disappear from her eyes. Well, at least at this time, she is inevitably uneasy about the great man she has never met. She ate grandma's apple and got an ugly score, which was not so painful unless two things happened at the same time (Annie did spit out her tongue once or twice).

"Don't be afraid, I'll be by your side."

Chocolate jumped on Anne's shoulder again, hung Anne's long hair with its little paws, and flew to the other shoulder like a monkey.

With the help of books and knowledge, Anne also came to a wooden door smoothly. Next to this ancient wooden door, there is a dying jack-o'-lantern hanging. Behind the lantern, there is a spider web with complicated patterns. On the Internet, there are several motionless spider with broken legs. They seem to be asking questions with eight stern eyes open.

"Little girl, who are you? What are you doing here? "

"My name is Anne, and I want to meet Mrs. Pumpkin Witch." Annie swallowed several times. She clung to the chocolate, whose hair stood on end nervously and her small eyes stared warily at the wooden door.

The wooden door creaked open, and the dust it awakened was enough to fill a new continent in the ocean.

This is an empty room. The whole room is painted golden yellow. There is nothing worth mentioning in the room except a row of big cabinets, and there is no pumpkin witch.

Anne breathed a sigh of relief, and her courage increased rapidly. She came to the front of the cupboard. Although chocolate tried to hint that the next move might be impolite, she quickly picked out some bright and beautiful liquid glass bottles from the cupboard, shook them and smelled them.

"This bottle is a magic medicine that can make the stone speak. The red bottle you took earlier is the truth potion. The long test tube you want to hide is filled with the spring of life, which can make bones fat. "

A faint voice came from behind Annie, so that Annie almost fell off a triangular green liquid bottle.

"I haven't had guests here for a long time, especially the earthy creatures-welcome, human little girl."

Anne, who had done something wrong, was ashamed to cover her eyes, but she couldn't help peeking through her fingers: the pumpkin witch had a huge pumpkin on her head, which looked heavier than it, so that in order to prevent it from directly covering her head, she had to tilt her head back 45 degrees and carefully carry her fluffy skirt when walking; The pumpkin witch's fluffy skirt is one of the strangest styles Anne has ever seen. In addition to the smell of honey locust (Annie always thinks that witches don't need to take a bath, and her dream is to be a witch at the confused stage of six to seven years old), the white skirt is covered with sharp and long pumpkin leaves, some light green and some dark green, neatly in a circle. The scarf that matches the skirt style and color is also green, with green beetle spots, and it seems suspicious that it is made of pumpkin vines; Generally speaking, even if the pumpkin makeup on her face is not counted, the pumpkin witch is as tasteless as all witches.

"I smell the familiar smell from you. It belongs to a friend I haven't seen for a long time. " Holding her head up all the time, the witch in the swamp pointed her nose at the two guests, and she smelled more chocolate.

"The moon in winter created me, Mrs. Pumpkin Witch." Chocolate also did not forget to introduce Annie. "My companion's name is Anne. She is an aerial magician who can turn her wings into a key."

In order to cooperate with this introduction, Anne also raised her head and pointed her nose at the owner of the pumpkin house.

After listening to the introduction of the little rabbit, the pumpkin witch has no special mood or action. The tip of her nose is as high as a flag, but her eyes are fixed on the high ceiling, as if all the answers were written on the pumpkin roof.

"I know the moon very well, but I can't help her." The pumpkin witch really understood Annie's intentions. "The power of the giant also frightened the witch."

"But fear cannot be an interface that cannot be brave. -Mrs. Pumpkin Witch, we need your help. "Annie put aside her shyness and strived for it.

"hey." In order to express her praise, the pumpkin witch finally gave Annie a look. In order to complete this action, she had to bend back. "Brave little girl, this is not the reason why I won't go. -But I have to stay in the forest. In addition to preventing the wild animals in the forest from going crazy, I have to take care of the wild swan family who moved here for the winter. "

Anne listened to the adults' excuses with flat mouth, waiting for their turning point "but-".

"But-",the witch seems to have the ability to see through people's hearts, and her face suddenly turned red. "Now I have thought of a good way. We can steal the giant's key instead of conjuring up a key. Annie, you are too young for the giant to see you. More importantly, you are brave enough. "

As we expected, Anne, whose nose was lengthened by the witch's compliment, accepted a new task and started a new adventure.

The pumpkin witch planted a seed outside the window (from her pumpkin hat), and a pumpkin cart soon grew on the ground. Then the witch planted another seed, and immediately a thick and long bean vine stretched out into the sky.

"I won this by betting with the pea witch." The pumpkin witch continued, "Go into the pumpkin box with your little friend, and it will take you to the sky giant along this bean vine road."

Anne took advantage of the gap in the fourth wheel of the pumpkin cart to get back the third edition dictionary, and with Mrs. Pumpkin's consent, she took away some strange potions and mushrooms that could make the giant sleep. She is fully prepared for this dangerous adventure.