living room.
"Did you dig?" Fan Chen sat on the sofa with his coat on, and glanced at the sapling in someone's arms.
"Yeah." Mi Wan nodded, because the force was too much, the soil at the root of the sapling fell to the ground sparsely, soiling the tidy floor of Fan Chen's house.
"You want to use Sanskrit branches and leaves as medicine." As a tree demon, Fan Chen naturally had no reason to not know the Sanskrit tree, and he could guess Mi Wan's intention at a glance.
The branches and leaves of the Sanskrit tree can be used as medicine. This was not a secret in the early years, but in recent years, the demon hunters have declined so much that many demon hunters can't even distinguish the Sanskrit tree, let alone use it as medicine. .
"Yes." As expected of the tree demon elder brother, he knew what he wanted to do at a glance.
"What kind of medicine?" Fan Chen asked.
"Slimming... medicine..." Subconsciously, Shang Mi Wan's voice became much smaller, as if he knew that his wish was somewhat "shameful".
"In order to lose weight, you killed a five-hundred-year-old Sanskrit tree." Fan Chen's voice was a little cold, and his words seemed to be wrapped in ice, "Do you know that the Sanskrit tree is almost extinct?"
"It's almost extinct?! No, I didn't want to kill it, I just dug a branch..." Mi Wan felt that she had been wronged. Killing the murderer of the tree, this motive is too childish.
"If the spiritual energy of the earth is weak today, the cultivation of the demon race is much more difficult than it was five hundred years ago, and the beliefs of human beings are not as pious as before.
"Then my plant is?" Mi Wan had a bad premonition, although she had already guessed vaguely when the ancient tree withered.
"This is the body of the Sanskrit tree."
"Isn't the main body that big tree?" Mi Wan was stupid, it was really the main body!
"That's the body that was abandoned by it. Its original body has already withered in half, how can there be any excess power to grow branches." Fan Chen obviously knew this Sanskrit tree, "The reason for the branches to grow at this time is Returning to the original, let the old body completely wither, and the new body grows slowly, this is a way of self-help. Originally, the old and new alternated, as long as two or three years, when the new tree body grows well, the old tree can completely wither, the Sanskrit tree Its merits can also be passed on. But I don't want to... You completely cut off its vitality, just to lose weight."
Fan Chen closed his eyes regretfully. He knew that Mi Wan didn't do it on purpose. This monster hunter had been asleep for five hundred years, and he still didn't know what the current monster clan would look like. She didn't know that the branches of the Sanskrit tree that used to be everywhere were almost difficult to grow. But even if it was an unintentional loss, Fan Chen still couldn't accept it. Today, there are only two Sanskrit trees left in this world, and one of them died because a human being wanted to lose weight, such a ridiculous reason.
"Then... can its original body still... be rescued?" Mi Wan asked in a low voice.
Fan Chen shook his head.
"This Sanskrit tree itself is degrading, and when it was at its weakest, you directly cut off the connection between it and its original body, causing it to lose a lot of the power of faith. With this remaining power of faith, Even if I plant it alive, I will not be able to awaken my spiritual consciousness again." Without spiritual consciousness, it can only be an ordinary banyan tree.
"Sir, I have something to ask you~~~" Mi Wan was about to speak, when suddenly a childish voice sounded out of thin air, and saw the lifeless branches suddenly emit a faint fluorescence, the leaves shook slightly, with a gentle the power of wish.
"Speak." Fan Chen looked at the faint aura on the branches of the Fanyin tree, with love and pity in his eyes. That is the last power of the Sanskrit tree in this life. When the light dissipates, the branches will wither. It is afraid that it cannot even be an ordinary tree.
"After I die, please let my body grow branches and leaves again, and don't let people see its withered appearance. Even if my body no longer has the power to wish, it can still carry people's hopes." Five hundred In the long lifespan of the tree demon, the old Sanskrit tree was actually just a child. Its voice is tender and soft.
"Yes." It's not difficult for Fan Chen to just let the dead trees meet the spring.
"Thank you for taking care of you for so many years." If Fan Chen had been nourishing its spiritual veins over the past few years, it would have withered to death more than ten years ago. So for death, it has long been prepared. And for trees, death is to return to the earth, to return to the arms of the mother, and wait for thousands of years to grow again.
"You are a good boy." Fan Chen sighed, raised his hand and touched the leaves on the branch of Fanyin.
The Sanskrit Tree shook happily, but the light on it faded a little. At this time, the branched leaves moved again, and Mi Wan was sensitively aware that the Sanskrit Tree should be looking at herself.
Sure enough, she heard the voice of the Sanskrit Tree: "Sister, you are the last person to make a wish with me. Although my current strength is very weak, but you take it all, I will try my best to fulfill your wish."
When Mi Wan started digging it, it could have reminded it aloud, but once it made a sound, the last strength would be exhausted, and the ancient tree would wither. Both left and right were dead, and the Sanskrit Tree finally chose to remain silent. In this way, its final strength could help Mi Wan realize her desire to lose weight. But after arriving here, it saw the adults who had been helping it secretly, and the little Fanyin tree couldn't help begging the other party, asking the other party to let its dead body send out new shoots.
Although it only lived for five hundred years, it liked the city very much and thanked the city for its love for it. It doesn't want people who have just made a wish on it to find it withered the next day. It can die, but people's wishes cannot wither.
My conscience starts to hurt again~~~
Mi Wan clutched her chest, looked at Fan Chen, and then at the Little Fanyin Tree, and asked deeply, "Aren't we going to die?"
"Sister, I know you didn't do it on purpose, I don't blame you." Xiao Fanyin said.
"No, you'd better not die." Although she had killed a lot of demons, this time she really just wanted to lose weight and didn't want to kill.
The aura on the little Fanyin tree was almost dimmed, but she still mustered her last strength to comfort Mi Wan: "Sister, don't be sad, I really don't blame you."
After speaking, the aura on the little Fanyin tree disappeared, and the whole tree became quiet.
"..." Are you out of breath? No, how would you describe the dead tree
"Let's go and refine the medicine." Fan Chen didn't even look at Mi Wan, and shouted out, "If you don't go, the last bit of wishing power of the Sanskrit Tree will also dissipate, so... it will die in vain."
Fan Chen was angry at the death of the Fanyin Tree, but more of a deep powerlessness. Over the years, he has seen too many races like the Sanskrit Tree that have become extinct bit by bit. He tried his best to stop it, but in the end there was nothing he could do.
Mi Wan noticed Fan Chen's indifference and disappointment towards her. This was the first time she felt the other person's emotions so clearly, even if it was the first time they met, even if she accidentally ran into the bathroom where he was taking a shower. Fan Chen has never had such a big mood swing before. Mi Wan vaguely felt that if the little Fanyin tree really died like this, the relationship between himself and Fan Chen would probably not return to the way it used to be.
"It's not dead yet." Mi Wan said hurriedly.
Fan Chen glanced at her, and in his eyes it was written plainly: Why don't you get out
"Actually... I came here just to ask you to help bring that old tree... to life in the square."
Yes, I promised Xiao Fanyin Tree to go to the square to revive the banyan tree. Fan Chen got up and prepared to go over.
"Because... it's going to take me a while to heal this branch."
Fan Chen stopped abruptly.
"At least I can go back to planting it tomorrow night. I'm afraid that early the next morning, when everyone sees a good big banyan tree withering suddenly, it will make headlines." Although Mi Wan likes to watch gossip on Weibo headlines on mobile phones , but she didn't want to go up herself at all. In case of being fleshed out, he said that he had dug up a century-old tree with a shovel, and that the shovel was borrowed from the owner of the milk tea shop, and then the owner of the milk tea shop came out to testify.
"Can you cure it?" Fan Chen squinted his eyes and confirmed.
"Yeah." Mi Wan nodded.
"The tree you asked me to save at the beginning is actually not the one in your hands?"
"Ah." It wasn't.
"Then why did you say it now?" Fan Chen's voice contained a faint taste of gritted teeth.
"I wanted to talk, but as soon as the little Fanyin tree spoke... it interrupted me." Well, she was actually a little curious about what the little Fanyin tree wanted to say.
Fan Chen stared at Mi Wan deeply for a while, and Mi Wan's heart was beating as he watched.
"...Then why are you still standing here?" Still not going back to save the tree
"Ah, oh, I... I... I'll go back." Mi Wan hugged the little Fanyin tree and started to run to the next door. As soon as she climbed to the top of the wall, she saw that Fan Chen was also walking out. She couldn't help but worry again, "You are Did you save the old banyan tree?"
It was a misunderstanding again, Mi Wan never talked about the body again.
"What do you think?" Fan Chen asked back.
"Hey hey, that's for sure. Remember, that old banyan tree is half withered and half prosperous, don't revive the whole tree, and also deal with the fallen leaves in the ground~~" Mi Wan urged worriedly , "I will plant the little Fanyin tree back tomorrow night."
Who did it all, but you are so embarrassed to instruct others to work
The blue veins on Fan Chen's forehead jumped, afraid that if he stayed any longer, someone would be mad at him, so he teleported in place and left.
"Brother Dryad is really a good demon with a cold face and a warm heart. Knowing that I was in a hurry, I teleported directly." Mi Wan nodded in relief, Big Brother Dryad is really a gentle demon.
Fan Chen teleported to the center of the square. Although he was already mentally prepared, he was still a little startling when he saw the fallen leaves and the black branches all over the ground. No one knew better than him what the death of the Sanskrit Tree represented.
The Sanskrit Tree, it is the goodwill that the Tao of Heaven has spread in the human world. If it is also extinct, it means that the Tao of Heaven has completely abandoned this world.
"crash..."
The wind was a little strong in the early morning, and thousands of fallen leaves were blown, covering the entire square.
Fan Chen slowly stretched out his right hand, grabbed with his five fingers in the air, and then turned it over. The gentle evening wind, as if being provoked by someone, suddenly spun violently, the wind expanded little by little, and finally turned into an astonishing tornado. The tornado swept across the entire square, rolled up every leaf on the ground, and then flew into the sky, flew into the distance, and landed in a remote valley.
The entire square, in an instant, was spotless.
Fan Chen looked at the old tree with only red silk left, his fingertips flickered, sending a lifeline to it. Immediately, the withered trunk began to grow again, and the fallen leaves grew layer by layer, and soon half the tree was full.
Shasha~~
Another gust of wind passed, and the newly grown leaves fluttered and fell off a few pieces.
Fan Chen reached out and took it, feeling their joy at returning the fallen leaves to their roots.
The next day, Mi Wan didn't go out, but stayed in the room honestly, which was beyond Butler Ye's expectations. In his expectation, after the unblocking, his young lady would have to let go of her daughter and run out. Why didn't she want to go out after only one day.
"Miss, why didn't you go out to play today?" Butler Ye couldn't help asking during lunch.
"I don't want to go out." I want to save the tree at home.
"Did something happen when you went out yesterday?"
"No, I just don't want to go out." I have to force out the demonic poison in the spirit veins of the Little Fanyin Tree before tonight. I need a lot of spiritual power, and I’m so tired. My family doesn’t give me meat. My life is really hard.
Butler Ye saw his young lady's sudden expression of pain, and immediately became more certain of his guess.
"Isn't it... Miss's friends know about your drug use, Miss?" Although the Mi family has been hiding the story of Miss's drug use, a few of the friends around Miss still know about it. It was Miss Lin's family who quietly told the young master about the young lady's drug use, otherwise the family would not know about it so quickly.
"Friend?" Mi Wan was stunned. After waking up, she accepted most of the original owner's memory, because the memory was too huge, and Mi Wan didn't understand it carefully except for the people who were more concerned about in the original owner's memory. At this time, Butler Ye suddenly mentioned the original owner's friend, and Mi Wan recalled it carefully. Then she found out... The poor baby of the original owner has no friends.
Of course, some of the original owners thought so, but in Mi Wan's eyes, they were not friends at all.
Seeing Mi Wan's expression, Steward Ye knew that he was probably guessing right, and felt pity for a while, the young lady must have been ridiculed by her friends. It seems that after detoxification, you still have to give the young lady a psychological counseling. It is really not good. Do you want to change the environment for the young lady
"Miss, don't worry. People who really care about you don't care about the little mistakes you've made..."
A little bug? Mi Wan glanced at Butler Ye suspiciously, but she didn't forget that when she woke up, Butler Ye's eyes and words that hated iron and not steel, how could it be a little mistake now
"After Miss returns to school, if we really can't adapt, we can also find a way to transfer."
"School?" Mi Wan almost spit out a mouthful of soup, what she heard just now, "I still have to go to school?"
"Of course, you are only a sophomore now, and it will take more than two years to graduate."
"Wait..." Mi Wan hurriedly stopped Butler Ye's stimulation, and then began to mobilize the memory of school in his brain, focusing on academic performance...
Oh my god, it's okay, the original master's grades are okay, the university was admitted, woohoo, scared the baby to death.
"Well, when will I go back to school?" Mi Wan asked.
"This semester is still two months away, and the young master means that if the young lady wants to, you can go back to class from next week. But you must go back to the old house every day and insist on the treatment until the end of the treatment, and then you can go back to the school to live. " Butler Ye said.
"Understood." The original owner seems to have rented a house near the school. The rent is 6,000 yuan a month. It's been empty for several months. What a waste.
After lunch, accepting the tragic fate that he had to go back to school for the exam, Mi Wan took heavy steps back to the room to continue treating the saplings of the Sanskrit tree.
"Sister, why are you suddenly in a bad mood?" After a morning of data, the Sanskrit Tree has recovered a part of it and has the strength to speak.
"Sister didn't eat meat for lunch." Mi Wan could foresee that after a while, let alone meat, Mrs. Zhang estimated that the fire would not be on, so she washed an apple directly for her.
"Let's have dinner then."
"No supper either."
"why?"
"They say eating meat to gain weight." Mi Wan said angrily, what kind of logic is this, there are fat monks in the temple.
"Sister, don't worry, I will definitely leave you my best leaf to make sure you lose weight successfully." Xiao Fanyin Tree assured.
"It's so good." The voice of the little Fanyin tree was soft and glutinous, and Mi Wan's heart was soft when she heard it, and she couldn't help lowering her head and kissing the leaves of the little sapling.
The little sapling trembled shyly, and then the branches and leaves of the whole tree bent upward, like a shy girl who wanted to cover her face with her hands.
Mi Wan smiled and continued to use spiritual power to help the little sapling to stretch its spiritual veins, and the small sapling's comfortable branches were soft.
"Sister, why is your spiritual power able to expel the demon poison from my body?" Xiao Fanyin asked curiously. In its eyes, the most powerful tree demon senior is next door, but the senior's vast demon power, It can only help him block the erosion of the demon poison but cannot help him drive away the demon poison.
"Because of mutual growth and mutual restraint." Mi Wan also asked her master this question when she was a child, "I am a demon hunter, and the demon hunter and the demon race are two races that can overcome each other, and our spiritual power is used to restrain the demon power. Poison is produced by demon power, so your demon power cannot resolve it, but our demon catcher's spiritual power can."
Xiao Fanyinshu said in surprise, "The one who could cure us turned out to be our natural enemy?"
"Not every monster hunter can be like me. There is no special exercise. The monster power of the monster hunter enters the spiritual veins of the monster clan, and the destructive effect is stronger than the monster poison." In this world, it is estimated that except for her Master Qipa, no one will go to great lengths to study a set of exercises to transform the spiritual power of the monster hunter into the power to heal the monster clan.
At one o'clock in the morning, Mi Wan carried the small sapling and climbed the wall again.
"Yo, good evening." As soon as he reached the wall, Mi Wan saw Fan Chen waiting inside the courtyard wall.
Fan Chen raised his head and glanced at her, then turned to look at the Fanyin sapling on her shoulder. He was already able to climb on the other side with branches and leaves, and it seemed that he was recovering well.
"Sir, my sister has cured my illness." The little sapling also saw Fan Chen, and the excited branches and leaves swayed again and again, and Mi Wan, who was scratching it, giggled.
"It's so itchy~~"
"What's the sound?" Suddenly, there was a sound in Mi's courtyard, and the patrol came over with a flashlight.
Afraid of being discovered, Mi Wan didn't care that her figure was not ready, so she rolled over when she turned over.
Fan Chen's eyelids twitched, his palms lifted slightly, and a dense vine suddenly grew out of the ground. In the blink of an eye, the vines grew to a foot high, and firmly supported the fat girl who was about to land.
Mi Wan stood up with a smile: "Thank you."
"I'm afraid you will crush my flower pot again." Fan Chen explained.
As soon as Mi Wan turned around, he saw two flower pots under the corner of the wall, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, almost smashing two million.
"Thank you." This thank you was much more solemn than before.
"...Go to the square." Fan Chen didn't want to speak, this greed for money is indeed human nature.
When they got to the square, the first thing Mi Wan did was to hand Fan Chen the little Fan Yin tree in his hand, and then he went to the milk tea shop and asked for a cup of milk tea.
"It's so late again?" The owner of the milk tea shop hung up and started making milk tea for Mi Wan.
"Yeah, I want to drink every now and then."
"I can tell." The owner of the milk tea shop said meaningfully.
"Borrow the shovel again." She put the shovel back at the door of the store when she left yesterday.
"Give."
Mi Wan ran back under the tree with milk tea in one hand and shovel in the other, then stretched out the hand holding the shovel, and said something with a smile.
Fan Chen's eyelids couldn't help but jumped again, and finally he took it without a word, hugged the little Fanyin sapling, and started digging a hole that was just filled by Mi Wan.
Mi Wan was drinking milk tea, looking up at the red silk trees full of trees, waiting for them to be lit again.
"Om~~"
When Fan Chen put the Fanyin sapling back into the pit, an invisible energy followed the huge and complicated branches, lighting up the red silk of the tree one by one. One of the red silks was particularly bright. Mi Wan remembered that it was the one that the little girl had clamored for her mother to hang up yesterday.
Suddenly, a spot of light fell from the light of blessings that filled the tree. It was a silver leaf with the purest power of blessing.
"Sister, I wish you success in losing weight."
Mi Wan lowered his head and found that Fan Chen was filling the sapling with soil. This guy, the soil was not buried tightly, so he gave the leaves to himself.
"Brother Fan, are you also a Sanskrit tree?" On the way back, Mi Wan suddenly asked with bright eyes.
"Do you want me to be?" Fan Chen noticed the "cold light" in Mi Wan's eyes.
Mi Wan nodded.
"why?"
Mi Wan suddenly put her hands together and bowed to Fan Chen: "Pray for riches!"
"The requirement of getting something for nothing will not be fulfilled." Fan Chen despised.