Fat Zheng's screams were extremely painful, he wanted me to extinguish the golden flames, but his heart-rending screams didn't make me react immediately.

Thanks to that strange and magnificent dream, my strength has been fully restored, and there has been a great improvement, but this strange dream has also given me a big shock.

The impact came from the habits I had left over from my time as the sacred tree.

It was only a night, or even a few hours, but I was quite used to everything I had as a tree.

Including my slow movement, I heard the shouts of Zheng Fatzi, and I also felt the pain in my stomach, but I didn't want to do anything about it, it should be said that it wasn't that I didn't want to, but I didn't react.

Maybe I'm a big tree, time doesn't mean anything to me, and as a result, my senses become too sluggish.

Zheng Fat Man looked at me standing beside him with his waist on his back, but he ignored his words, and immediately turned red with anger.

"Big brother, uncle, you wake me up!" he shook my shoulders and shouted into my ear.

However, things did not change because of this, and I still stood there motionless, and our office has now become a dazzling torch.

Billowing black smoke rose into the air, and even the sound of a fire truck appeared in the distance.

It is impossible to extinguish this golden flame just by spraying water, if it is possible, Zheng Fatzi and they have already done this just now, and the spell forms quite a lot of water.

Zheng Fatzi didn't want to go to great lengths to explain to a group of people why this fire couldn't be extinguished.

Therefore, Zheng Fatzi gritted his teeth and took out an octagonal locket from his pocket with a painful face.

The octagonal box shimmered with gold, but nothing wrong with it, but judging from its appearance, nothing was wrong.

"Damn!" Zheng Fat slapped his thigh viciously, trembling with pain and leg pain.

He shuddered as he turned the octagonal gold box, and the sound of 'click' came from the seam of the box, and after Zheng Fatzi twisted it a few times, the gold box clicked and flicked the lid open.

An indescribable feeling enveloped everyone present, and everyone saw what was in their hearts before their eyes.

But only for a moment, and then, whatever it was, it was a platform in the air, dissipating like a bubble.

Although those beautiful things are gone, the reassuring aura is still there.

Zheng Fatzi shuddered as he took out a pearl as white as jade from the gold box.

This aura of tranquility and tranquility came from this bead.

"You wait for me, if you don't have my baby, I will definitely send you to sell your kidney!" Zheng Fatzi's words were said to me.

I could hear what he was saying, but I just didn't want to do anything about it, like I was supposed to be standing still.

Finally, Zheng Fatzi still made up his mind, and he put the round bead in his hand close to my eyebrows.

A cool feeling enveloped my whole body, and I seemed to be back in the vastness of the world again.

The difference is that under my body, that is, under the tree, there is a monk with a hat and a faceless monk.

In my memory, no matter what kind of immortal god it was, because of the high temperature and fire, he couldn't reach the bottom of the tree, but this monk didn't seem to be affected by this.

A paragraph of annoying Buddhist scriptures was read out by him, and the Buddha's voice was endless, and golden characters appeared, covering upwards from the root of the tree.

I suddenly realized that as a tree, in addition to being unable to move, there is another disadvantage, that is, I can't plug my ears.

Therefore, I did not miss any of these Buddhist scriptures and accepted them in full.

I instinctively like beings born out of flames, so I feel happy to watch them play, but these sutras are like a big fly to me, buzzing around me all the time.

I was a little bored, and I didn't understand what was in the Buddhist scriptures, and my instinctive boredom and resistance made me want to slap this monk to death more and more.

The monk's strength was quickly depleted, as he had to recite scriptures and withstand the heat of the flames.

Finally, the monk stopped preaching the scriptures, and all his strength was exhausted.

The figure of the monk became illusory, he slowly stood up and flew in front of me, that is, tens of thousands of feet high.

This is an old monk with a white beard, and his Buddhist clothes are somewhat tattered and full of patches.

He leaned over his right shoulder and looked at me and smiled, as if he had some regret.

He stood with one hand and said, "Whenever the phase is extinguished, the nature is not extinguished, and it is really like the body of consciousness leaving the dust." Knowing the root and fruit, this name Buddha sees as it comes. ”

The old monk's voice was so loud that it shook the entire sky, and the raging flames were blown away by the sound.

After he finished speaking, the whole person suddenly dispersed, turning into golden flowers floating in the air, and then gradually dimmed and disappeared.

I didn't feel much of his words, but I did get tired of standing all the time and not being able to move.

With my thoughts, the world that was forcibly dragged into by the old monk burst out in an instant.

I opened my eyes and saw a fat face across from me, one that looked furious.

"Shhhh Hah!"

I had a thrill, and this time I woke up completely, and the laziness I felt before was affected by the dream.

I re-perceived this world, and although I couldn't look at the world at this time, I could still feel the turbidity of the breath here.

I have to say, I don't like it here.

But Zheng Fatzi's face was still close at hand.

"Don't look at it, hurry up and put out the fire!" he gritted his teeth and jumped out word by word.

As he spoke, the green tendons on his head popped out, you must know that he is a big fat man of nearly four hundred pounds, and you can see the green tendons on his face, what a powerful anger this requires.

"Right now!"

I said yes and strode forward, running directly to Jin Yan's side.

The heat has made it impossible for anyone to get close to it, but I don't feel much about it.

I felt the golden flame spinning at my fingertips, and that was exactly what it was.

I picked my finger, and the golden flame that was entrenched in the debris of the building flew up, forming a very thin filament of fire that ran down my fingertips and into my body.

Although the flame wire is thinner than the thread, the golden flame disappears very quickly.

By the time the fire truck arrived, the last strand of gold had disappeared from my fingertips.

All they saw was a burned, collapsed, charred ruin.

(End of chapter)