"Grandpa Gushu, I was promoted two days ago, so I didn't come here." Xie Qingcheng moved her right hand, and some water droplets appeared in her palm, and she pressed the palm on the tree trunk. Xie Qingcheng said happily, "Grandpa, You see, not only did my mental power rise to the peak of the fourth level this time, but I also awakened the ability of the water system."
"Haha...you girl is amazing!"
Xie Qingcheng felt that the trunk was shaking. It seemed that Grandpa Gushu was really happy for him.
"Girl, have you figured it out this time, and don't miss your friend anymore? Listening to the sound of the piano today, girl, it's very free and easy, and I don't have any worries before."
"Well, I won't worry about my friends anymore." Xie Qingcheng touched the memory of the previous life on her finger, with only nostalgia and relief in her eyes, "I know they are doing well, very well, and they want me to do well too .Knowing that they are doing well, I don’t worry about it. Although I still miss them sometimes, I don’t want to be on my mind like I used to. They also hope that I will forget the unhappiness in the past and start a new and better life.”
"Yeah... just as long as the girl wants to understand."
Grandpa Gu Shu's tone of voice reminded Xie Qingcheng of the old master she was enlightened in her previous life. Seeing that she had learned well, she always stroked her long white beard and nodded with satisfaction. Thinking of this, Xie Qingcheng couldn't help laughing.
"Girl, what are you laughing at?"
Xie Qingcheng turned around and hugged the tree trunk, put her face on the tree trunk, and said with a smile: "I feel so happy that so many people care about me."
"Hahaha... The girl is giving me sloppy eyes again."
"Young girl never plays sloppy eyes in front of grandpa."
"Haha... Really?" Grandpa Lao Shu's voice in Xie Qingcheng's Sea of Consciousness was hearty, and it sounded like he was really happy, "Girl, this time you are promoted, Grandpa will give you a gift too." A gift, a reward for you."
"What gift?" Xie Qingcheng's eyes lit up.
"Of course it's a good thing. Grandpa, when did you lie to me, what I gave you is definitely a good thing, and it's what you use now."
While talking, the grass where Xie Qingcheng was sitting suddenly protruded, and soon a tree root that was one meter long and as thick as an arm got out of the soil, standing quietly in front of Xie Qingcheng. Xie Qingcheng curiously touched the vertical tree root, the root seemed to be alive, shyly swaying from side to side, Xie Qingcheng's eyes widened when he saw it.
"Grandpa, is this the root you gave me?" Xie Qingcheng asked curiously.
"Don't talk, just watch."
After a while, the top of the tree root slowly opened, like the opening of a flower, slowly opened, opened, and finally revealed the innermost fruit. The fruit is white, only half the size of the pit of Miluo fruit, but it is crystal clear, more beautiful than the best pearl Xie Qingcheng has ever seen in her previous life. The peel is somewhat transparent, and some flowing juice with a white halo can be seen inside.
As soon as the fruit grows, there is a sweet and greasy fruit fragrance around it, and Xie Qingcheng can't help swallowing, every part of his body is clamoring that he must get this fruit. Such an abnormal behavior scared Xie Qingcheng to quickly restrain his mind and control the hand he had already stretched out.
"Don't be afraid," Grandpa Gushu's loving voice sounded in Xie Qingcheng's sea of consciousness, "This is the fruit I borne, and it is harmless. It's just that this kind of fruit can only be borne for thousands of years. Cultivation has special benefits, all your body is so eager. Here, take it, this is a gift from grandpa to our girl." The tree root moved directly to ten centimeters in front of Xie Qingcheng, and stopped there quietly , waiting for Xie Qingcheng to pick them.
Believing in his heart that Grandpa Gu Shu would not harm him, Xie Qingcheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and gently picked the fruit. As soon as the fruit was picked, the root of the tree immediately retracted into the soil, and the ground returned to the green grass just now. If there was not a white fruit lying in his hand, Xie Qingcheng would have wondered if what he saw just now was real. real.
"Girl, try it, does the fruit produced by grandpa taste good?"
The longing in his heart made Xie Qingcheng eagerly put the fruit in his hand into his mouth. As soon as the fruit reaches the mouth, it directly turns into a stream of sweet juice, which goes straight down the throat, and soon travels to all parts of the body, so comfortable that Xie Qingcheng can't help but let out a groan, only feeling There is no discomfort in the whole body. Even the silent ring in the sea of spiritual power circled happily in the sea of spiritual power, it seems that it is also very comfortable.
Knowing that he had benefited greatly, Xie Qingcheng quickly thanked Grandpa Gu Shu: "Thank you, Grandpa Shu."
"You're welcome, you're welcome," Grandpa Gu Shu's voice was full of plainness, "My old man just bore a fruit, and he kept the fruit there for our girls to eat. Grandpa is very happy. Girls, if you really want to thank If not, I will play the piano for grandpa. The sound of the girl's piano is very peaceful, and grandpa feels very comfortable listening to it."
"Well, Grandpa Shu is really nice!" Xie Qingcheng rearranged "Qingwei" and said, "Grandpa Shu, I'll play a piece of "Maming Cicada" for you. It's also a summer song. I hope Grandpa likes it."
After finishing speaking, Xie Qingcheng closed her eyes, played lightly with her bare hands, and followed the tune. A cheerful and peaceful picture of summer cicadas singing appeared in Xie Qingcheng's mind. Xie Qingcheng couldn't help thinking of the past, a world that was completely different from the present. Without these convenient high-tech, there are no people who can fly into the sky, only a simple life, a life that is short or even suffering, seems to be very satisfying...
At the end of the song, Xie Qingcheng opened his eyes and looked at the distant sky, his eyes were full of memories and nostalgia, but instead of the worries of the past, there were more blessings and relief.
"What kind of animal is that in the girl's song?" Grandpa Gushu asked as if feeling Xie Qingcheng's emotions.
The thoughts that had been drifting away were pulled back by the words of Grandpa Gu Shu, Xie Qingcheng laughed at himself: I said I don't think about the past, I said I want to let go, why do I still think about the past? It seems that I will never be able to become a cold person. I am always so sentimental, knowing that they are doing well, so what's the point of worrying so much
Xie Qingcheng restrained her thoughts, and replied with a smile: "It's a cicada, which is a kind of animal that only exists in summer. It is born in summer, croaks on the branches in summer, and dies when autumn comes. Its life is only a short one. Summer, but people can remember their voices throughout the summer."
"Such an animal is not from the green star, is it?"
"Well, there is no such animal on the green star."