I was reborn and returned to the age of three and a half. Did my mother also have a heart transplant

Mo Yan did not return the same way.

This place already belongs to Qin Houshan.

And judging from the direction of the fire, this place should be very close to the initial center of the fire.

It should be not far from the village where the mountain people like Alai originally lived.

But now it has been burned to ashes by the fire. Those man-made buildings and traces of life have all been buried in black ashes and scorched earth as the fire spreads across the sky.

It's a pity for the vegetation that originally covered the mountain. After this fire, I wonder how long it will take for it to be covered with lush greenery again.

Mo Yan seemed to be strolling leisurely, but in fact he was moving very fast.

After all, there is nothing left here.

After leaving Qinhou Mountain, I took a detour to see how that guy Weng De was doing.

The death of Alai and her people would probably be a devastating blow to him.

If he hadn't collapsed yet and was still of some use, she wouldn't mind taking him back to Peijia Village.

Mo Yan had made up his mind. Peijia Village was going to build a school, and after the school was completed, it would need teachers.

At present, we are not sure whether there are teachers from outside willing to come to Peijia Village to teach. What if no one is willing to come to this remote place, how will Zizi and his friends go to school?

Since this Weng De is originally from outside, didn’t Alai say that he can draw and is a painter or something?

If he can be a painter, his other cultural subjects should not be too bad. He should be more than capable of teaching a few kids. So if he is not useless, then pick him up and use him.

Thinking about——

"what?"

Mo Yan stopped suddenly.

Then he suddenly stepped back, took a few quick steps, and saw a very narrow crack on the ground.

From Mo Yan's perspective, the crack in the ground was very narrow and it was impossible for a person to get in.

But just at that moment, she did hear some noise.

"Xiaolu, thank you for your help!"

Mo Yan spread out her palms, and green vines immediately emerged from her fingertips, growing rapidly, and then drilled into the cracks under the ground.

Mo Yan shared the perspective through Xiaolu's extension and soon discovered that the crack in the ground was quite deep.

This crack must have occurred after the explosion.

It’s just that the underground of this place must not have been tight to begin with.

I just don't know how Alai ended up like this.

The green vine went straight down to a depth of ten meters underground.

The figure who made the sound and was heard by Mo Yan was lying in the darkness.

On the ground, the wildfire burned for a day and a night, but more than ten meters underground it was still a little damp.

I have to say that this girl Alai is quite lucky.

If she hadn't fallen down there, and the fact that the direction of the crack in the ground was not vertical but curved, it would have well isolated her from the smoke and fire on the ground.

Just based on how bad the fire was, ten thousand Alais should have been burned to ashes.

As a result, the girl was lying there intact.

Well, it's not completely intact, there are still a lot of burns and scalds on the body.

"Little Green, widen the passage and get this kid up."

Mo Yan directed Green Vine.

I saw the green vine underneath suddenly grow thicker, becoming thicker than a bucket, and then it widened the relatively narrow passage into a winding circular passage like a well.

Alai was a thin girl, not fat. As Mo Yan pulled the vines out, the top of the vine wrapped around Alai's tip and carried her up to the ground.

Soon, the whole person was brought out.

Put it on the ground.

Mo Yan looked down and saw that her body had become hypothermic and she could hardly feel her heartbeat.

If it had been a few minutes or seconds later, the child would have died silently down there.

And everyone probably thought she died in the fire.

A large mass of green life energy immediately covered her body surface.

First, I repaired the blisters caused by burns that had been soaked in groundwater for who knows how long.

Then he injected a ball of green plant energy into her heart and brain respectively.

The healing rate of the plant-based abilities that have been integrated with Xiaolu has also been greatly improved.

Alai, who was just one step away from death, opened his hazy eyes after thirty seconds.

It took her another thirty seconds to see who was squatting in front of her.

Suddenly, Alai was confused.

Is she dreaming?

How come she saw the little woman from Peijia Village?

Where is she now?

Didn’t she come back to the village?

Thinking of the mountain village, she remembered their home that was burned down and all the tribesmen who were missing.

And—the explosion.

Yes! It exploded! She should have been killed!

How is she still alive?

Or is Mo Yan in front of her also dead like her?

Just as she was thinking, she saw Mo Yan's fair white hand waving in front of her eyes twice, "Hi, do you still recognize me?"

"You are the sister from Pei Village!"

"Yes, it seems that there is nothing wrong with your brain, that's all."

Mo Yan snapped his fingers, then looked up at the sky. "Try to see if you can stand up and walk by yourself. I don't want to carry you."

"I, I'm not dead?"

At this point, Alai couldn't believe that she was still alive.

"Do you want to die?" Mo Yan asked her seriously, as if she was considering what she should do if she really wanted to die.

Then he said, "Well, if you really want to die, you can. I won't stop you. Look, that hole is where I got you out. I'll throw you back in now and seal the hole from the top. You can sleep peacefully in it. The hole is deep, so you don't have to worry about animals digging your body out and eating it. Do you need me to do this?"

Alai was shocked.

Subconsciously, he quickly shook his head, "No, no, no!"

At the same time, she quickly climbed up from the ground. Her movements were so swift, as if she was afraid that if she delayed for even a second, Mo Yan would really throw her back into the cave and bury her alive.

Because the way she spoke, it was obvious that she was not joking at all, but it was like she really respected her wishes.

In this world, the most frightening thing is meeting someone who blindly understands what others mean, especially when this person is a big shot whom you cannot defeat.

"Can I leave?"

"Can, can, can!"

Alai said "can" three times in a row without any pause.

Even the death of her tribesmen could no longer make her depressed or sad.

The sadness and pain were all felt the moment the explosion began.

Now, looking at the black ash and scorched earth all over the mountains, the desolation and devastation that seems like the end of the world, it is a miracle that she can still survive.

How can you want more?

"Sister, thank you for saving me. I know if it weren't for you, I would be dead now."

"From now on, I am a homeless person. Can I follow you in the future?"