For this yellow skin who will only say goodbye, Jiang Yihuan also thought it was incredible at first.

But when I think back to Kuroko's performance since he came back, the yellow skin of that one is not unbelievable.

This sunspot is also like himself, drinking the spiritual spring as water.

In addition to not being able to speak, the whole copycat version of the Howling Sky Dog is gone.

"Xiao Huan, let's go back to the house and sleep first. ”

Xia Zhu saw that there was no movement anymore, and he was already a little tired.

But not paying attention to what you say makes people feel a little ambiguous.

"Uh-huh... Ahem... All right. ”

Jiang Yihuan couldn't help coughing to hide his unnaturalness. Nodding in agreement.

With that, the two went back to their rooms.

This night is destined to be an unquiet night for Jiang Yihuan.

It didn't take long to lie down and fall asleep.

Some familiar dreams have come back again.

It's still a vast sea.

Or "myself" in animal skin, grieving at a small bird on the shore.

Then "myself" flew up, holding the bird in both hands.

I looked at it with great sadness.

At this time, the body emitted a cyan light and shone on the bird.

After a long time, the light dissipated. But a huge pattern mysteriously appeared on the ground.

It's very bizarre, it looks like the head of a cow.

The sea was still choppy, and some of the gray skies did not shine in a ray of sunlight.

"Myself" also landed slowly, and the bird that was originally held in his hand turned into a little girl at some point, sleeping quietly.

"Girl, I'm sorry for you for my father. Now I can only resurrect you in this way, and maybe I can renew my father-daughter relationship with you in another way in the future. ”

Saying "myself" is another tear the size of a bean, and at the same time, there is a determined light in his eyes.

But his face was originally young and handsome, and there were some wrinkles on his face.

Then suddenly there was lightning and thunder, and the wind was raging.

The already choppy sea splashed tens of meters of waves, as if to swallow the entire coast.

In the distance, a faint green air flow began to converge.

At first, it is as thick as a silk thread, but then it gradually grows in size and in number.

Until the end, countless bucket-thick air currents condensed wildly, all concentrating on the somewhat strange cow's head pattern.

As the air flow continues to gather, drops of transparent liquid are formed under continuous compression, and gradually condense in a depression.

It didn't take long for a large spring pond to condense.

"Myself" gently placed the little girl on a ground with some dead grass and reached into her arms.

A green round seed was tossed into the fountain, and the seed grew at an incredible rate.

It didn't take long for it to grow out of the water.

A huge green lotus broke through the water.

Surrounded by a few lotus leaves, the lotus flower in the center looms.

Holding the little girl again, "myself" flew again.

Suspended above this lotus.

Qinglian seemed to sense something, and the lotus petals opened, revealing a rosette large enough for an adult to sit on.

Gently put the little girl in it, and then the lotus petals are gathered and wrapped in her.

"Girl, I'm really sorry for you as a father. This green lotus can calm your soul. In the future, when you wake up, I will accompany you well, although it is not the current me, but I will never let you be hurt again. See you in the afterlife. ”

At this time, "myself" closed his eyes in pain, and his black hair was a few more strands of white.

The liquid of the pond melts into the ground beneath your feet and slowly turns black.

At this time, I saw "myself" palm waving hard.

In the distance, a towering ancient tree also moved at a strange speed, landing on the black ground and taking root.

"Hey, old friend, I'm sorry for you. Only you can help me turn her into a normal person. Otherwise, he will always be a spiritual body, and he will never grow up. ”

One hand gently stroked the rough trunk of the tree, and "myself" sighed softly.

Reaching into his arms, "himself" pulled out another thing.

A foot-long weed appeared in his hand.

If Jiang Yihuan could speak by himself at this time, he would definitely exclaim.

Because it was exactly the same weed he had just gotten from the yellow skin.

"It's the spirit of the grass and the thing you love the most. Old friend, when you absorb the three spirits of plants and trees, you can truly grow into the Ancient Tree of Life. It can help me. And the remaining two can only be said in the future. ”

After that, "myself" pasted the weed on the trunk of the tree.

As soon as the weed touched the trunk, it "ate" it.

It disappeared the moment of contact.

At the same time, the ancient tree is also undergoing subtle changes, and the pale red flowers bloom all over the branches in less than a few breaths.

Looking around again, the space had begun to be cut off, bordered by the huge pattern.

The outside world slowly blurred, and the patterns on the ground began to fade until they were all gone.

"Farewell, my people. ”

When the last sentence of "self" is finished, the whole body slowly fades and becomes translucent.

Finally, it turned into countless points of light and disappeared into this sealed space.

"Oh-oh-oh-"

A rooster crows that I don't know whose house woke up Jiang Yihuan in his sleep.

Slowly open your eyes and remember everything in your dreams.

At this time, it is not just that it has happened, but that it has happened.

is so real, the space in the dream is the Shennong Ancient Realm that he recently obtained.

And Jiang Tingting is also the little girl in the dream.

In the dream, he raised her in the green lotus with his own hands, and on his twenty-fourth birthday, he magically appeared in front of him and called himself father.

Could it be that the dream self...

Is it your past life?

In the previous life, he spent everything to restore Xiao Tingting to human form, and condensed the aura into a spiritual spring.

Plant a green lotus to stabilize her soul, invite ancient trees to make it blossom and bear fruit, and turn her into a real person.

Spirits of Plants and Trees?

Jiang Yihuan recalled this and hurriedly found the weed sent by Huangpizi yesterday.

Sure enough, something unusual, seemingly ordinary weeds have an indescribable feeling.

"Bang bang bang..."

A hurried knock on the door came, and Jiang Yihuan hurriedly got up and opened the door.

"Baba, baba... Woo..."

The moment she opened the door, Xiao Tingting rushed in.

Holding his legs, he cried loudly.

"Tingting, tell Baba what's wrong?"

Jiang Yihuan asked puzzled.

"Baba, I remember. I remember them all. Woo..."

Xiao Tingting said in a choked voice while crying.

"What? Are you dreaming too?"

Jiang Yihuan asked softly.

Listening to Tingting's sad cry, it was not a taste in my heart.

"Uh-huh, poop. I finally know who I am, and I understand why when I see that bull head tattoo, I know that you are my poop. ”

"Tingting, don't cry. Take your time. ”

Jiang Yihuan's scene in the dream made him basically understand the general situation.

But the most important thing is who is the dream self.

"Baba, my name is Nuwa. It was your daughter more than 4,000 years ago. And you are the Emperor of Yan. It was later called Shennong's. ”

Xiao Tingting wiped her tears and said

"Emperor Yan?

Although Jiang Yihuan guessed that his identity in the dream was definitely not ordinary, he never realized that he was the legendary Shennong who tasted a hundred herbs.