Surprise! Mrs. Xie is setting up a fortune-telling stall on a tricycle again

Ginger tea in the morning.

He came under the persimmon tree again and placed his little hands on the trunk.

Sure enough, this tree is no ordinary tree.

There is life wisdom in this tree.

But the transformation was not successful.

The pair of eyes that Guan Zhiyue saw last night were the tree's own eyes.

It has eyes but no hands or feet, so it can only look, cannot leave, and cannot speak.

But in order to convey the voice of the heart, it only requires a spiritual person who can find the same frequency as the persimmon tree to hear what the persimmon tree is saying.

Morning is the best time for spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is clean and refreshing.

Jiang Cha sat cross-legged under the persimmon tree, his back against the trunk, trying to listen to the sound of the book.

"Humans are worse than monsters. Everyone in this village is wicked."

"They can't die, and they can't have children, but there are always new children in this village."

"The people in this village are really strange. Every household has a basement, which is not used to store sundries, but to lock up disobedient children."

"Children who run away will be beaten, and those who don't run away will become extremely thin and weak."

"Two escaped last month, and only one returned. I know that one fell off a cliff and died while escaping. His body was also found, but they did not bring the useless body back. Instead, they threw it deeper into the old forest to feed the wild beasts there."

"Terrible human."

……

The persimmon tree had only recently gained intelligence, and had not yet formed a complete logic of thinking, so its words were incoherent.

But ginger tea can determine the exact meaning from it.

More than ten minutes later.

Others also got up one after another.

Captain Han took some bread, eggs, and sweetened milk from his backpack and handed over ginger tea.

Jiang Cha took it, sat cross-legged under the persimmon tree, opened the package and started eating.

Her back was still leaning against the persimmon tree.

"This human has a lot of spiritual energy. I really want to get closer to her."

"She feels so comfortable against me. I want her to stay with me forever."

"I don't know if she can hear me."

"What is that in her hand? Is it human food? It doesn't look fresh at all."

……

Jiang Cha curled the corners of his lips. This is also a talkative persimmon tree.

"Do you want to try it?" Jiang Cha used his inner voice to connect to the Persimmon Tree's language channel and communicated without any obstacles.

When the Persimmon Tree first heard the sound, it was still talking. It spoke several times before it finally realized what was happening and let out a long cry of surprise.

"Eh--"

"What was that sound just now? Why can I hear it? No, no, why does that voice seem to be talking to me?"

"Is it you? The prettiest and youngest girl."

"It's me. Aren't you curious about the taste of the food in my hand? I can give you a taste." Jiang Cha sat cross-legged and ate slowly. Others couldn't tell that she was distracted chatting with Persimmon Tree.

"Is it really possible?" Persimmon Tree's voice was full of anticipation, and he was eager to try.

Ever since it gained intelligence, it has been interested in everything in the outside world.

Especially for those places that you can't see.

It is different from ordinary trees. After it has gained intelligence, it can not only see the things around it, but also know more distant things through the oral description of its companions.

But in fact, it would rather go and see it in person.

But, no chance.

It knows that its lifespan will be longer than that of its companions, but because there is too little spiritual energy in this world, it may spend its entire life as a tree that has spiritual intelligence but can never move.

For it, it might be better for it not to have any intelligence.

No matter what kind of life form it is, once it has intelligence and the ability to think, if it has no companions and cannot move, it will gradually begin to feel lonely.

The persimmon tree was not such a talkative tree before, but because it was the only one who could think and it was too lonely, so it began to talk to itself constantly, and gradually became a talkative tree.

Ginger tea was poured into the roots of the persimmon tree with a little sweet milk.

The persimmon tree tasted it carefully. It was a flavor it had never tasted before.

"What a strange smell. How do you describe it?" asked the Persimmon Tree.

"This is sweet milk, and the taste is sweet." Jiang Cha said.

"Is it sweet? I feel so happy. No wonder humans always say that life needs to be sweet to be happy. So this is what it means."

-

"When will the village chief come? Didn't he say last night that he would come early this morning to take us out?" Guan Zhiyue walked out with a messy hair.

He had the props yesterday, and he dressed himself up like a decent person, but now he is completely——

If he was a nobleman yesterday, he is dressed as a tramp today.

Butterfly came out with a mouthwash in her mouth, "How are we going to stay here later?"

When she asked the questions, her eyes were always on Jiang Cha. Although Jiang Cha was the youngest among them, they all subconsciously relied on Jiang Cha and felt that she was particularly reliable in these matters.

All in all, you can’t go wrong if you listen to Jiang Cha.

This is the power of absolute conviction in the strong.

The old dog raised his wrist and looked at the time. "It's only half past six. Do people in the village get up so early?"

Knight: "Old people don't sleep much, especially those in the village. They are used to going to bed early and getting up early. Some people will get up to work after five o'clock."

Captain Han walked to the door, looked outside, and said calmly, "Here I come."

As soon as he walked out, he saw the village chief walking towards him, followed by a local dog.

The local dog looked ferocious.

The village chief walked to the door and saw Captain Han standing outside. He frowned and said, "Why did you come out? Didn't I tell you not to walk around? I will come and take you away in the morning when I get up."

"Village chief, we haven't eaten yet. Can we buy some food from you?" Captain Han said.

"This one……"

Butterfly behind Captain Han took out a stack of 100-yuan cash and said, "Village Chief, please be kind. We haven't had a good meal in several days."

Ever since Butterfly took out the stack of money, the village chief has never taken his eyes off the money.

"Old village chief? What are you doing here?" A strange voice suddenly sounded beside him.

Before everyone could find the person they were looking for, the other person had already quickly come up to them.

"You are not from our village. Who are you? How did you get in? What is your purpose?" The person who spoke had a pointed face and shifty eyes. When he saw the money in Butterfly's hand, he couldn't take his eyes off it.

"Tiezhu, why did you get up so early? Where are your parents?" The village chief was also startled when he saw Tiezhu, and quickly looked behind Tiezhu to see if there was anyone else following him.

Tiezhu: "They went to the vegetable garden. They need to water the garden with manure and apply fertilizer today."

Village chief: "Why don't you go and help?"

Tiezhu: "I won't go. The manure stinks. Don't talk about my business. What's going on, village chief? Did you bring a stranger in from outside? Is this money for you?"

After Tiezhu finished speaking, he directly snatched the money from Butterfly's hand.

Under normal circumstances, he would have no way of taking money from Butterfly.

But the butterfly deliberately let him take it away.

Tiezhu spat some saliva on his fingers and started counting.

"Village chief, you are so unfair. You want to keep all the money for yourself instead of sharing it with everyone." Tiezhu was obsessed with money.

Captain Han took the opportunity to say, "We are from the expedition team. We got lost while exploring and ran out of food. When we saw the fire in the village, we wanted to come over to ask for help. Luckily, we met the village chief last night and he took us in for the night. But none of us have had a good meal for several days, so we would like to have a full meal here before we leave. Money is not a problem, and the food is not particular. As long as we can fill our stomachs, that's fine."

Generally speaking, in this situation, it is best not to expose your money to avoid being targeted by the entire village and then being killed and robbed of your money.

After all, these places are deep in the mountains and far away from the emperor. If you die here, no one will know.

Everywhere is a good place to bury bodies.

But Captain Han wanted to stay, so he said this on purpose, pretending to be stupid and rich, so that the people in the village would let down their guard against them.

Sure enough, as soon as Captain Han said this, Tiezhu immediately burst into laughter.

"Of course. We have plenty of food at home. Come home with me and I'll ask my mother to kill a chicken and a duck for you. But you also know that we're located in a remote area deep in the mountains, and it's not easy to get in and out, so many things are very precious. These are all chickens and ducks that we raise ourselves, and they're the local chickens that you city people prefer. They're not cheap." As Tiezhu spoke, his little eyeballs kept rolling around, with ill intentions written all over his face.

Captain Han's acting was also very good. He played the role of a rich fool very well and eagerly agreed, "It doesn't matter. Any amount of money is fine. I don't lack money. I just want to eat some meat."

Guan Zhiyue jumped out from the back with difficulty, leaning on a cane, looking greedy for meat, and said, "I want to eat some meat, too. Take us there quickly."

Jiang Cha had been standing behind the crowd, quietly observing the two people in front of him.

Tiezhu immediately clapped his hands excitedly, indicating that he would take them away immediately.

The village chief had an argument with him and tried to stop him.

But Tiezhu pushed him away fiercely, "You old man, stop pretending to be a good person here. If you don't want to make money, don't be jealous of our family making money. Go away."

Tiezhu pushed the village chief away and immediately took them away.

Jiang Cha glanced at the village chief, and before leaving, he deliberately left behind a small paper man the size of a bee.

While the village chief wasn't paying attention, the little paper man quickly jumped onto his body and hid in the gaps between his hair.

-

Jiang Cha followed behind Captain Han. She quickly wrote a few words on her palm with her spiritual power, and then gently patted Captain Han on the shoulder.

【Every home has a basement. 】

With just a few words, Captain Han understood what Jiang Cha meant.

After he finished reading, the words immediately disappeared from Jiang Cha's palm.

Captain Han had seen Jiang Cha deal with ghosts before, so he was not surprised by this.

When they arrived at Tiezhu's house, Jiang Cha quietly looked at the layout of Tiezhu's house for a while, and then let a few small paper people crawl out of her pocket.

The paper man left quickly.

It crawled underneath through the gap in the floor tiles.

Jiang Cha exchanged glances with Captain Han, then made the excuse that he didn't sleep well last night and wanted a place to rest, then sat on the recliner and closed his eyes.

Captain Han stood by like an old father.

Jiang Cha needs to empathize with the paper man at this moment. Her five senses are placed on the paper man, and her body has to be watched over by someone, otherwise something bad may happen.

Of course, if she were in her prime, there would be no need for this.

But now, she is seriously injured and has not yet recovered, so I can only trouble Captain Han to look after her.

Jiang Cha's five senses quickly fell on the paper man.

The paper man was very fast. It drilled through the gap into the basement, floated down directly, and landed on a table.

Jiang Cha took over the paper figure, flipped over and stood up.

She took short steps and quickly came to the table.

The table is about one meter above the ground. Jiang Cha's current height is less than a finger's height. For her, this height is no less than that of a normal person standing on the sixth or seventh floor.

This is a height that is enough to make people with acrophobia go weak at the knees.

But Jiang Cha was very calm. He bent his knees, leaped up, and jumped down.

She even did a few rolls in mid-air to assist her landing.

After a moment, the flat ginger tea fell steadily to the ground.

After she landed, she began searching the basement.

This basement doesn't have enough light.

Jiang Cha found a matchstick in the corner, blew a breath at the head of the matchstick, lit it, and then held it in his hand.

The light is not bright, but it can help Jiang Cha see the surroundings clearly.

The basement was not big. Although Jiang Cha had short legs at the moment, after running for a few minutes, he searched almost the entire basement. Finally, he found an iron cage in a corner.

There was a dying child locked in the cage.

The child looked only four or five years old. His clothes were dirty and his small schoolbag was thrown aside.

She had two pigtails on her head, which were now loose and looked very disheveled.

But it is enough to see that before the child fell into danger, she was also a little princess who was raised and cared for by her family.

Her family would even help her braid her hair into beautiful little pigtails and send her to school.

If she hadn't been kidnapped by criminals, she would still be living a happy life like a little princess at home.

In its current form, Jiangcha easily got into the cage.

She climbed onto the child, felt the child's breathing and heartbeat, and then took the child's pulse.

After making sure that the child was just weak and not in immediate danger of life, she gently touched the child's forehead with her finger, passing in a trace of spiritual energy to stabilize the child's heart.

The child opened his eyes weakly, looked at her, then opened his cracked lips and murmured, "Fairy sister, are you here to take me home?"

The child was too weak, and immediately fell asleep after saying this.

Jiang Cha had just come down from upstairs and had been searching for such a long time but hadn't heard any sound from the child. That was because the child was so weak at the moment that even his breathing was very faint.

If the distance is a little further, no sound can be heard at all.

Jiang Cha was just about to leave when he heard the sound of the floor being lifted.

The sound was overhead, very close—