Rebirth: Be Your Space

After staying in Manjusri for three days, Zhang Meng and Yan Jintong followed Yin Zimo to almost all the famous places in the city, and Zhang Meng also became acquainted with the carefree Yin Zimo a lot.Perhaps because he was the youngest son in his family, this young man who was a few years older than him had an unexpectedly simple heart, and he was straightforward and easy to get along with.

On the night before leaving Manjusri, Zhang Meng and his group had dinner together with brothers Yin Zichu and Yin Zimo in the Wucailou, which can be regarded as the practice of the two brothers of the Yin family for them.The weather was fine during the day, but the wind suddenly blew up, and it didn't take long for the raindrops to fall big, and there were occasional thunderclaps.

"The day has changed too fast." Zhang Meng sat by the window, leaned over and looked at the empty street. Passers-by trapped in the middle of the road were lucky enough to hide in restaurants and shops, and those who were unlucky could only hide under the eaves on the side of the road, still getting half of their bodies wet by the pouring rain.

The window was half open, and it was inevitable that there would be rain falling in, but Yin Zichu was surprised to find that Zhang Meng's body was not wet by the rain at all, and even his hair was not blown. The rest seem to agree to this phenomenon.I have known Tong Shanjun for some years, and Yin Zichu also vaguely noticed some of his behaviors that are different from ordinary people. For example, no matter whether I saw him in cold winter or hot summer, he always wore frivolous clothes; The river was flooded, and everyone rumored that it was caused by the dragon at the bottom of the river. For a while, no boat dared to leave the shore, but Tong Shanjun's boat still arrived at Yunkai safely; for example, I have known him for so many years, but I always feel that he has not changed. However, it was still the same as when we first met.Now it seems that not only Tong Shanjun, but even the friends he brought are not mortals.

In fact, Yin Zichu still misunderstood Zhang Meng. Although he is indeed not a mortal, he didn't understand the method of sheltering from the wind and rain. He didn't even notice the little magic that was cast on him. At that time, Yan Jintong, who had been keeping an eye on his surroundings, turned his palm and cast a layer of isolation on him.

When several people were having snacks and drinking hot tea after dinner, a burst of thunder rang out, as if it had exploded in his ears. Zhang Meng was startled, and his ears were buzzing.

"What the hell is this? Such a bad temper." Zhang Meng muttered dissatisfiedly, took a sip of hot tea to suppress his shock, and unconsciously moved closer to Yan Jintong beside him. If he was too close to the window, he might be caught. Lightning strikes.

And it seemed to be dissatisfied with his complaints, or in response to his worries, a louder thunder blasted in the sky, and at the same time, a flash of lightning flashed across the night sky, bringing a moment of light.Afterwards, bursts of green smoke could be vaguely seen rising from a place not too far from the colorful building, but the rain gradually subsided.Before the few people in the cubicle could react, they heard a burst of noise from the street, and everyone who had been hiding from the rain on the side of the road went back into the rain and walked towards the direction where the green smoke rose.

The sound of footsteps running down the stairs gradually came from the restaurant, and someone vaguely heard words such as "Yunhe", "Thunder", and "Split". Everyone was shocked, especially Yin, who was born and raised in Yunjie. Brothers from the family immediately rushed towards the open space where "Yunhe" was.

When the group of them arrived, there were already many people around in the open space, most of them looked mournful, and some older people even sat on the ground and shook their heads and sighed, and there were faint sobs of women .Zhang Meng squeezed his way to the front of the crowd, Yan Jintong followed closely behind him.When he squeezed out of the crowd to see the current appearance of "Yunhe", he couldn't help but feel sad. The big tree that was originally tall and thick with lush branches and leaves was now split in two by a thunderbolt from the middle, and all the branches were destroyed. , After being washed by the rain, the green smoke gradually stopped, but it looked even more desolate.

Zhang Meng felt oppressed in his heart, and stretched out his hand uncontrollably to caress the dilapidated and desolate tree trunk. For a moment, he felt that he had hallucinations, as if he heard a sad voice crying. After he listened carefully, he was pulled by the arms of the people around him and retreated to a remote corner, and appeared in the space the next moment.

"Why..." Before Zhang Meng could utter his question, he was interrupted by Yan Jintong's hand touching his cheek. It turned out that he had shed tears unknowingly.

"I didn't want to cry, but the tears fell by themselves." Zhang Meng said a little helplessly and shyly. He really couldn't explain why he would cry for a tree. He only knew that at that moment he seemed to be Feeling the sadness and reluctance of "Yunhe", maybe it is really a god guarding this cloud.

"That tree is really not simple." Yan Jintong gently wiped away the tears on Zhang Meng's cheeks, and comforted him by stroking his back.In fact, when he saw the big tree named "Yunhe" for the first time, he felt that the tree was surrounded by a strong aura, but it was different from the aura carried by their cultivators.And what happened today made him unconsciously think of crossing the calamity through cultivation, but now it seems that no matter what the predecessor of this tree is, he has already failed to cross the calamity.

"Can't we help it?" Zhang Meng was still a little depressed.

"Perhaps, there is another way to try." Yan Jintong couldn't bear to watch him hang his head, and said, looking at the lake that once brought him back to life.

"Really?" Yan Jintong's words brought Zhang Meng back to life immediately, but before he could ask clearly, he saw the person beside him disappear into the space, and reappeared after a while, holding a bag wrapped in a cloth in his hand. When I opened a package, it turned out to be a large piece of mud.

"What's the use of this?" Zhang Meng felt that his brain couldn't keep up with it again. No matter how he looked at it, it was just ordinary mud.

"What is useful is the lake water in the space." Yan Jintong said, and put the bag of mud on the grass. With a wave of his finger, a small stream of lake water poured on the mud as if being pulled.

yes!How could he have forgotten that this piece of lake water has magical power, although the lake water from the origin of space cannot bring out the space, but the soil watered by the lake water should also have some effect!At the moment, I was looking forward to and nervously looking at the big bag on the ground, but it seemed to be no different from ordinary mud.

It looks nothing special, and you can only know the effect if you try it.Zhang Meng and Yan Jintong stayed in the space for two hours, and it was already late at night when they went out again, and the people in the open space had already dispersed, leaving only the desolation everywhere.Zhang Meng didn't care about getting his hands and clothes dirty, and evenly spread the whole bag of mud on the ground around the big tree, and now he could only resign himself to fate.

"You have to work hard." Zhang Meng said softly while stroking the tree trunk with his hands. They will leave Yunjiao tomorrow, and they don't know if the tree will survive.Picking up a broken branch that fell on the ground, he followed Yan Jintong back to the inn.

The next morning, the Yin brothers came to see them off. Yin Zimo didn't forget to complain about Zhang Meng's sneaking out yesterday, but he dismissed it with a sloppy eye. He could see that the two brothers of the Yin family were ordinary people. , This bizarre thing is really hard to explain.There were not many people on the street when the carriage took five people out of Yunxing City. It was not until the sky was bright that someone was surprised to find that "Yunhe" who was knocked down by a thunderbolt yesterday had miraculously recovered from death. The stem is no longer scorched black, and even tender new shoots have emerged, thus confirming its status as the sacred cloud tree.However, Zhang Meng, who was already far away from Yunxing City, had no way of knowing about this. They were heading towards the next destination, Songchen's capital, Jiaoye.