"Ah, there is such a small shrine."
Yuan Xianger pushed aside the grass, and she found a small house under a thick sycamore tree.
The tiny tiles were covered with moss, and it was impossible to see what gods were enshrined under the dim eaves.
"Most of them are dedicated to tree gods." Hu Qing squatted beside Yuan Xiang'er, "In the past, humans worshipped and revered all powerful creatures. Whether it is spiritual creatures, demons, monks, as long as they can get close to and bless humans, humans will do it for them. Build large and small statues. From the great powers who reach the sky to the sky, down to the plant monsters that gather in the village, there are people who worship and worship."
This huge sycamore tree has grown alone in this barren mountain for hundreds of years, and its brown trunk is so thick that dozens of people can't close it together.
This may have been a village where humans lived, but now all traces of human beings around it have long since disappeared, only this small shrine under this tree is still left alone.
Yuan Xianger stretched out her hand and pulled the weeds in front of the shrine. A ray of sunlight filtered through and shone into the small room. You could vaguely see a simple ribbon carved into the hair of the small statue in the shrine. It was a plane tree. The tree spirits, once grew up in human villages and were loved and respected by human beings.
She couldn't help thinking of the plane tree in her courtyard that grew up with her.
Shi Zhi lived on the tree, Master taught herself to draw talismans on the stone table beside the tree, Wu Yuan and Jin Yu played seesaw under the tree... The layers of greenery witnessed her countless joys.
Yuan Xianger stood up and looked up at the plane tree in front of her, and gently touched the rough trunk.
"Thank you." A slow voice sounded in Yuan Xiang'er's ear.
Yuan Xianger's eyes flashed, and at that moment, she was suddenly brought into the perception world of another creature.
The picture in front of her seems to be looking down from a high place. Countless human beings sing and dance happily around her feet. She seems to have become a big tree. People hang colorful banners on the branches and bring sacrifices. , build a shrine, kneel under a tree and pray.
"Tree God, brother Ashan will come to my house tomorrow to propose marriage, please bless everything goes well, I like him so much, I hope to be with him in this life." A young girl stroked the trunk of the tree, praying with a red face, Yuan Xianger could feel her Soft, warm skin in the palm of your hand.
"Lord Tree God, I will give birth to a baby soon, bless me this time with a big fat boy." A pregnant woman who was about to give birth looked up under the tree with a happy face, protecting her bulging belly.
"The cow at home is lost. Lord Tree God, please help me find it. Otherwise, I will be beaten to death by my father."
The joys and sorrows and noise of people seemed to have infected Yuan Xianger, or the tree where Yuan Xianger was, which made her feel happy and joyful as she watched the liveliness.
I don't know when it started, but the neighborhood gradually became deserted, and fewer and fewer people came under the tree.
"Lord Tree God, we are going to move. I don't know why there are more and more demons here recently. I heard that the land in the east is suitable for human survival, so we plan to move there and have a look. We will come back to see you, Lord Tree God, if we have the opportunity in the future. ."
The girl who had blushed and begged for marriage under the tree at the beginning has become a mature woman, holding a package and children big and small, standing under the tree to say goodbye.
Soon human beings relocated decisively. There was no more noisy and noisy nearby. It was completely silent, and no human beings appeared again. Even the houses left by humans were collapsing and disappearing little by little. In the dust, no more traces can be seen.
"Humans are really ruthless creatures. I have grown up among them since I was a child, but they bullied me for not having movable legs, and left me alone for hundreds of years."
A girl with a ribbon in her hair appeared on the branch and sat beside Yuan Xianger. She swayed her slender and translucent legs, looked down at the empty tree with her cheeks supported, and complained with a small mouth.
A feeling of loneliness flooded Yuan Xianger's heart like a tide.
The girl turned to look at Yuan Xianger who was sitting beside her, smiling in the gentle sunshine,
"I'm sorry, I accidentally pulled you in." She took Yuan Xianger's hand and gave her a gentle push, "I haven't seen a human for a long time, I'm really happy, I'll send you out, thank you."
Yuan Xianger was in a trance, and found that she was still standing in front of the ancient sycamore tree, her palm was still on the trunk, and Hu Qing was by her side, looking up at her.
Time has only passed for a short moment. I was just affected by the soul in the tree. The long time I saw turned out to be the distant memory of the tree in front of me.
"You..." Yuan Xiang'er looked up at the huge tree canopy that covered the sky, "I will return to the human world in the near future, if you are still willing, give me a branch of yours, and I can plant it in the human world. in the world of life."
After a while, as if the wind was blowing, the dense branches and leaves made a thin sound, and a small branch fell in the air. The front end of the tender branch was curled with two small buds, shining bright and full of aura. , but it can still maintain its vitality after leaving the trunk for a long time.
Yuan Xianger wrapped the small branches and pieces of Lingyu together, and carefully put them into her backpack.
When they set off and continued to move forward, there was a sound of waves from the woods behind them, as if saying goodbye to the small branch in Yuan Xianger's backpack.
Yuan Xianger turned her head, the shrine standing under the ancient trees in the mountains was no longer visible, only the dense green leaves on the towering canopy beckoned gently in the wind.
"What's wrong? Ah Xiang? What did you pick up that branch for?" Hu Qing asked Yuan Xiang'er.
"I seem to have seen the tree god here. She told me that she misses the human world very much, and I plan to take her back to see it."
"Just now? Are you affected by the tree spirit?" Hu Qing reached out and held Yuan Xiang'er's hand, "These trees have been flexible for many years. Although they cannot move, they often have special abilities. They are especially good at seducing humans, let alone pulling them away. It's possible for your soul to take away your whole being, you'd better stay away from them."
Nan He turned into the body of Sirius, and shook his beautiful hair, "The road here is not easy to walk, so I'll carry you."
When Yuan Xianger saw Nan He, she felt very guilty.
"Ah, no, no need. I'll just go by myself." She blushed slightly, declined Nan He's invitation, and stuck two divine talismans on her legs to help herself walk quickly.
How could she be so embarrassed to say it, she had had that kind of particularly unspeakable dream for two or three days in a row.
In the dream, Nan He was lying in the wild with only her tail hanging on her tail, provoking herself, but if she hadn't woken up halfway, she would have almost been unable to resist the temptation several times, and she would have almost pressed her to the root of a tree.
Nan He glanced at her silently, turned back into human form, and walked ahead without saying a word.
The golden crow fell to the west, the jade rabbit rose to the east, Yuan Xianger and his party surrounded the bonfire and slept in the wilderness at night.
Wu Yuan's stomach was full, and he had already fallen asleep on the blanket Yuan Xiang'er had placed for him.
Du Shuo stood up to inspect the surrounding security, Yuan Xianger and Hu Qing huddled together to chat.
"What's the matter with you? Are you trying to avoid Nan He on purpose?" Hu Qing whispered, she raised her chin and pointed in the direction of Nan He, "Why do you treat Xiao Nan like this all of a sudden, you don't know that he is very sad. ?"
"Ah, is it so obvious?" Yuan Xianger touched her nose, not knowing how to explain it.
In order to prevent herself from having that kind of dream again, she deliberately kept a little distance from Nan He today, but did she really act so that even Ah Qing could see it at a glance
She glanced at Nan He secretly, and the silver Sirius was curled up at the other end of the bonfire, his head buried in his tail silently, his ears drooping listlessly. On every cold night along the way, Yuan Xianger squeezed beside him early to fall asleep, only tonight did not pass right away.
Really sad, this sensitive guy.
Yuan Xianger walked over embarrassingly with the blanket in her arms, wrapped herself in the blanket and lay beside Nan He, her claws were tucked away, and she silently recited the meditation mantra twice in her heart, praying that she would not be beastly in her dreams and reveal something wrong. The voice of the words came, it would be shameful.
"Did I do something wrong?" A familiar voice suddenly sounded in her mind.
Low, sour and sad.
Feeling guilty, Yuan Xianger threw away the blanket and rolled to Nan He's side, carrying his big tail over her body. He pulled out the small comb he was carrying to help smooth the hair on his back.
"Don't think about it, you are not wrong at all."
(If there is anything wrong, it is also because you are so beautiful that I can't stand the temptation to dream randomly.)
Yuan Xianger accidentally passed on the true thoughts in her heart.
She covered her face in shame. How could I become so unstoppable? After all, she is also a girl who grew up in ancient times. She is really ashamed of her teacher's more than ten years of teaching.
Perhaps the more things you care about, the easier it is to appear in your dreams. Even though she recited the meditation mantra countless times before going to bed and did all kinds of ideological education work, Yuan Xianger still came under the white penny tree in her sleep.
This time Nan He was sitting on a low branch, he didn't look at Yuan Xiang'er, he raised his neck and looked up at the bright moon in the night sky. The pale moonlight reflected his skin, and a soft and white fur slung loosely on his body. His smooth and slender calf dangled from the empty bottom, swaying slightly in the night wind. The blue blood vessels, when Yuan Xianger looked over, the white toes curled up obviously.
Sometimes the ultimate temptation is not to wear less, but it is precisely when it is looming that it is most suffocating, watching him shy and timid, watching him stretch out his white fingers, which stretched out to the loose skin under the moonlight. fur.
Yuan Xianger even knew that she was in a dream again, she was unable to advance or retreat in the hazy sleep,
Waiting for the seductive gift to be opened, waiting for the most charming position to be peeled off, all the beauty will be presented in the cold wind and bloom for her alone. The moment of waiting like this is the most sultry, making her almost reluctant to wake up from this dream.
"Ah Xiang. Come to my side." The person on the tree called her, and stretched out her smooth arms.
She couldn't help but stepped forward and walked towards the white penny tree.
The white branches swayed gently in the wind, and Nan He's arms shone brightly under the moonlight.
Yuan Xianger, who was advancing, only felt her forehead throbbing. She subconsciously sensed that something was wrong, and hesitantly slowed down.
"Ah Xiang," Nan He raised his wet eyes to look at her, and lowered his ears in frustration, as if accusing her of being ignorant of current affairs, "What did I do wrong? Why do you always avoid me like this?"
"No no, I don't have one." Yuan Xiang'er hurriedly explained, and couldn't help but reached out and held Nan He's hand.
The moment she held Nan He's hand, Nan He's hand immediately held her tightly, and the familiar palm turned into a strong white branch, which climbed up tightly and wrapped around Yuan Xiang'er's arm.
The white branches swaying in the air flew up excitedly, and the flying branches formed a white vortex.
Yuan Xianger suddenly opened her eyes, she found that she was still lying beside Nan He, but everything around seemed to be covered with a layer of white mist that could not be seen clearly, her body was rapidly becoming lighter and lighter, and the space where her body was located was changing. The layers are changing, and she is being dragged into another white space by a powerful attraction.
Yuan Xianger wanted to open her mouth to shout, but she couldn't shout or move.
Nan He slept beside her, eyes closed and breathing evenly. Du Shuo sat not far away, closed his eyes and meditated, the light of the fire illuminated his calm face. Hu Qing and Wu Yuan were curled up and slept very peacefully, and no one noticed the abnormality that happened to Yuan Xianger.
The ground beneath Yuan Xiang'er seemed to collapse, and she seemed to be falling into a bottomless space crack. At the last moment when the crack closed, she finally saw Nan He by her side open her eyes and looked at her in astonishment. .
There was a dazed paleness in front of him, and the white turbulence closed Nanhe's panicked eyes beyond the paleness.
I don't know how long it took to walk through the chaos. It seemed like a long time had passed, and it seemed like only a short moment. Yuan Xianger rolled out of the white world. She supported her dizzy head in the space transition and barely stood up. , found himself in a familiar place.
Gorgeous courtyard, huge penny tree, purple torso with knots, white branches swaggering all over the sky.
There was a person standing under the tree, watching her caressing her hand and smiling, "Xiang, I said, we will meet again soon."