Chapter 6 Section VI

He looked at the stars and closed those sleepy eyes drunkenly.When he woke up, he couldn't see the roof of last night, but only a dark sky in the morning.There was nothing around, not a single tent.He slept not in a hammock, but in the open space of the square.The blue moon was gone, and all the jugglers were gone.In the huge square, only he and the sheep with eight hooves were left, and the sheep stood beside him stupidly. He was very panicked, got up, and shouted: "Little one! Lan Yue'er! Little one!" There was no voice to answer him. He searched every corner of the square, trying to find an entrance that could return to yesterday, but failed.He went door to door on the street and knocked on the doors of villagers, asking them if they had seen the colorful tents in the square. Those who came to answer the door insisted that there had never been any tents in the square, only bird droppings all over the floor.He put his hand against the door of the other party and asked them where the circus had gone, and these people said in unison that there was no circus in the village, and there were no women with three heads and six arms.

He returned to the empty square, but he could still smell the sweat and slippers left by the crowd last night.At this time, a flock of birds flitted across the sky and sprinkled white guano on his head. He cried out of anxiety and called out to Lan Yue'er in despair.