The tree attracts thunder

This was probably the most touching moment after Shen Yue became a tree.

After waking up in An Mian after suffering from pain, Shen Yue saw a petite and cute national treasure rolling around in a naive manner beside him, gnawing on a small bamboo shoot.Shen Yue was so touched that he stretched out his hand to touch this little national treasure, his heart trembled several times as the little panda rolled and crawled, and then the little panda sat on the ground with the little bamboo shoot on its buttocks, following the "black eye" The fused small eyes blinked at Shen Yue.

Really... really worthy of being an animal with ferocious fighting power and a face to eat...

Brother Shen's hands are ready to move!

Shen Yueqiang propped up his sick body, stretched out his hand to pick up the little panda, and couldn't help but touch the other's soft and fat body. The little panda was also very close to his relatives, and he didn't feel at all being rubbed by Shen Yue.Especially when the little panda found out that Shen Yue didn't want to grab the bamboo shoots from him, he dangled them in Shen Yue's hands and gnawed the bamboo shoots on his own.

At this moment, it's okay for Brother Shen to forgive the arsonist Junhou!

Shen Yue's whole body was filled with the breath of happiness and healing, this is a national treasure!

national treasure!

"Little Fatty! Don't play in it!" A timid soft and kind child's voice sounded quietly behind the door, through a screen. Shen Yue didn't see who it was, but felt a shock in his heart. As if something connected him to this child, he couldn't help but frowned slightly.

Tong Yin's master came in quickly, and as soon as he turned around the screen, he saw Shen Yue who had already sat up, and was also taken aback for a moment.Then his expression changed from apprehensive to extremely terrified, and he ran out the door screaming, "Master! Master! My mother is awake!!!"

Auntie?

Shen Yue's whole tree was not well. He used a water mirror to check himself carefully, and made sure that he still had that disfigured appearance. Then he touched the little brother to make sure it stayed in place and then loosened. tone.

It turned out to be a mentally handicapped child, it's fine, Brother Shen doesn't care about children.

Putting the little panda down, Shen Yue opened the bed and walked around, it was almost good.It's just that the burning pain still seems to remain in the body, and some wounds on the body have not yet healed, and now it hurts like pulling a muscle and bone when moving.

But it's much better than the kind of burning pain that makes people die.

Then Shen Yue looked at the room a little bit, he hadn't slept in a bed for a long time, and naturally it was impossible to have a room to live in, but looking at it now, there was an indescribable sense of strangeness and familiarity.The room is elegantly decorated, with broken branches of plum blossoms hanging on the walls; incense is burning on the chopping board, and the blue-purple smoke is scattered through the exquisitely carved incense burner. The large screen divides the inner and outer rooms into two, the veil is drawn up, and on the sword table farther away is a long sword with lightning flashes and a chilling air.

Other than that, there is nothing else.

Although elegant, it is inevitably a little cold.

With such a decoration, Shen Yue no longer needed to guess who saved him and where, because he already knew it.However, Shen Yue suddenly found it very interesting, because he felt that a person like Duan Jing should sleep on a bed that was so hard that his bones cracked, which was in line with his temperament that was both gentle and arrogant, arrogant and cold. After all, Duan Jing It's just too complicated a person.

But the quiet bed is so soft that it almost melts in it, even the quilt is fragrant, it's a bit like a girl's house to sleep in.

There is a faint bitter medicinal smell in the room, hidden in the fragrance, astringent.Shen Yue touched the white gauze on his body, and he was probably sure where the smell of medicine came from.

Not long after the little doll ran out, Duan Jing came in with a plate, and when he got closer, Shen Yue saw that it was filled with medicine, cloth and a knife.

"The medicine is on." Duan Jing didn't mention the child's matter, nor did she show happiness or other expressions at Shen Yue's waking up. The worn old medicine cloth, showing the burns all over the body, sat on the bed.

Duan Jing dug out some rotten flesh and blood scabs, and applied medicine to Shen Yue without any abnormality. This kind of pain is actually insignificant to Shen Yue, because it is not more painful than fire, and it is still tolerable range. "It's kind of disgusting." Shen Yue looked at himself and felt quite embarrassed, he touched his head in embarrassment and said, "I'm bothering you these days."

"It's okay." Duan Jing said lightly, "You are my friend."

Duanjing's words sounded like a breeze, but Shen Yue was speechless all of a sudden, he smiled quietly, and replied: "Yes, we are friends."

The old dryad has lived for a hundred years, probably not for a moment, as cautious and gentle as these words.

Since we are friends, there is no need to say some things.

Shen Yue thought for a while and then asked: "Is that child your disciple? Why are you shouting at people? Is it not good here." Shen Yue pointed his finger, but found that Duan Jing looked at him strangely, Shen Yue He asked anxiously, "What's wrong? I'm not right or..."

"You don't know him?" Duanjing interrupted, he was always a very patient person, but interrupted abruptly on this question.

"Should I know?" Shen Yue felt very strange.

Now Duan Jing's expression couldn't help but look weird, and quite absurd, like some kind of big joke, he pondered for a while, and said to Shen Yue: "But when I found you, you were putting This child is guarding him to the death..."

The child was at least eight or nine years old, Shen Yue shook his head and smiled and said: "He is so tall, how can I protect him alone, if there is him, how can I not know?"

"...Yes." Duan Jing seemed to understand something, and said lightly, "You have been recovering from the injury for eight months. When I first saw that child, he was still a newborn baby, but he grew up very fast. It's one year older in a month, and it's only now that it can barely stop, and it's slowed down. It's no wonder you don't know it."

Shen Yue sounded funny, but when he thought about it, his whole body turned cold again. He said with a pale face: "...Then, I know who this child is."

"What's wrong with you?" Duan Jing hurriedly supported him.

"Did I tell you that I was going to die that day? It was very sad." Shen Yue said with a wry smile, "It's because of him."

Probably because the facts of life and death are too heavy, or because Shen Yue's heart is fragile once in a while, he and Duan Jing made everything clear: "I come from the same origin as him... ...I, I am not a slave to flowers, I am an old tree spirit." Seeing that Duanjing didn't show any surprise, Shen Yue continued, "I don't intend to lie to you, but I'm afraid that the friendship between you and me will be damaged if I tell you the truth. Damage... His spiritual consciousness was hacked back when he first opened it after the thunder calamity, and I suffered the final blow. After a hundred years of recuperation, I met you all because of me. Now that he comes back, everything that should have been returned to him .”

"You are really an overly kind-hearted fool." Duan Jing said calmly, "No wonder you can't stand a little blood, and you never have a little bit of murder on your hands."

"It's not easy to let him die." Shen Yue showed a wry smile, shook his head and said, "Probably if I don't do this, I will feel uneasy in my life. You say that I am too kind, but I also thought about it. It would be great if he died like this in the first place."

"Wanting and doing are totally different things." Duan Jing suddenly brought a jug of wine, and asked calmly, "You seem to be in a bad mood, do you want to drink?"

Shen Yue's wounded spring and sad autumn were suddenly shattered, he stared at Duan Jing with wide eyes in disbelief, pointed to the wine gourd handed over by the other party, and said in shock: "You let a wounded person drink?"

"Then do you want to drink?"

"drink!"

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"Speaking of... why would that child call me A Niang?"

"...Xuanning!!!"