A hundred years have passed, and more flowers and trees have grown around me, but I still feel lonely in it. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Perhaps it is precisely because I am not like a tree without sorrow and joy that I seem to grow up differently from my kind.

I had a desire in my heart, and my intellect brought some changes to my body.

My leaves are no longer dying, and my life is longer.

I'm no longer an ordinary tree, maybe I've stepped into the demon line now.

From the moment my body changed, my inheritance memory let me know that the trees in the world, if they were not encountered, would be the most difficult to cultivate into demons.

I think meeting a girl is my biggest opportunity.

It was the girl's emotions that resonated with me, made my intelligence, and it was the girl's blood that nourished me.

At the moment when the girl died, I finally became a demon, and at the moment when she died, I could finally respond to the girl with my body, but the girl was already dead.

I should have been glad that I was no longer a weak tree, but at that moment my heart was so sad. My change doesn't seem to make sense.

I had no intention of becoming a demon, I gave you a life, a name for you, and I only wanted to accompany you and repay your kindness in my life.

But if the price of becoming a demon is your death, then I'd rather be an ordinary tree forever.

I'd rather never be sad or happy, as your only and special friend.

After she died, time became even more meaningless to me.

In those lonely days, time seemed to pass faster, and I watched with cold eyes as spring went to autumn, settlements migrated, and all living beings were in various states, and there was no sorrow or joy in my heart.

No matter how much time has passed, I can't forget the days when that girl once existed, and if it wasn't for the warmth that once had, how could I know how cold it is now.

And my cultivation has also grown in the essence of the sun and the moon, so that towns near and far call me a sacred tree, and I accept people's worship, but I have never responded.

Until that one girl came under my tree.

It was also a not a sunny day, with a light wind and rain.

With tears on her face, the girl dragged a corpse and buried it under the roots of my tree.

When I saw that girl, I felt a little sudden, and my heart was like a cloud opening to see the sun. Through the girl's sad face, I seemed to see the girl's growth, as if she had seen her holding me in one hand and saying, 'Little tree, you need to grow up quickly'. It seems that the day she died in my body is like yesterday.

At that moment, I felt a mixture of joy, sorrow, and loss and regain.

It was then that I realized how much a girl meant to me.

The days of getting along with each other passed by before my eyes, and I thought that for me, the girl might not be just a benefactor.

She taught me joy, joy, and sorrow, and all my emotions were caused by her, and all my emotions were related to her.

She taught me about greed.

Covet the special she gives, the warmth she gives.

The moment I saw this girl, I knew that she was Qingsha, and she was the reincarnation of Qingsha.

The girl wept sadly under my tree, and she said, "Divine tree, divine tree, do you really hear people's calls and wishes?"

She said, "Divine tree, if you really have a spirit, tell me what to do next...

I put the branch down and touched her head, trying to tell her, don't worry, I can hear you, I've always been here.

Looking at the girl's surprised appearance, for the first time I was glad that I was a demon.

I'm glad I was able to tell her when she's sad and sad that I've always been there.

Time seemed to take on a special meaning to me all of a sudden, and I began to wait day after day.

The girl told me that she lived in a nearby town and told me about her daily routine, which was trivial but so content.

Watching the girl grow up, for the first time, my heart longed for time to slow down a little more.

Human life is too short for me, and even if I knew that their death meant another rebirth, I am afraid that it would be too long for me to find her.

I thank God for letting the girl return to me in this life, and I cherish this hard-won time.

But time doesn't turn my way.

The girl soon became a young woman, with a beautiful appearance that captivated the city and the country.

She said: Ah Li, do you know that many princes and princes outside admire my beauty.

She also smiled and said: But Alley, I want to stay by your side all the time, and I won't go anywhere...

I wanted joy, but my heart couldn't.

I had a strange emotion in my heart, and I thought that was what humans call jealousy.

Jealous of those who can laugh and talk with women, jealous of those princes and princes who can pursue women openly.

At that time, I realized that I had such a mind for women, such a dirty mind.

Women are people, I am demons, I can get the company of girls for a lifetime, how can I not be satisfied, how can I go to the love of women.

Perhaps for a woman, I am a tree god, a being who accompanies her when she loses her loved ones.

She doesn't remember everything in her previous life, so I told myself not to be extravagant, not to be extravagant, as long as she is happy, fine...

I know that I will not spend too long with women, because the life span of human beings is too short for me, and sooner or later, women will still be separated from me as she did in her previous life.

But I didn't expect this day to come so quickly.

On that day, a few monks passed by the place where I grew up and discovered my presence.

There is no doubt that they covet it.

I am a demon with spiritual intelligence, but I am limited to the Heavenly Dao and cannot turn into a human body, which is a good spiritual wood for these monks.

Even if the immortal qi in my body is greater than those monks, I am still at a disadvantage when I can't move.

It is difficult for the Tree Demon to transform into a shape, but once it transforms, it is a great increase in strength. This is the test that God has given to the spirits of flowers and trees.

I am not afraid that I will fall, but I am worried about the safety of the woman who will come every day. Even if I know that humans don't embarrass humans easily, I don't dare bet on everything about her.

So when I found out that the woman was coming, I asked her to hide behind me.

But I was so weak against the monks that I couldn't stop the women, causing them to run out of my torso to stop the monks.

I watched her angrily shout at the monks, and my heart was more anxious than sour.

These monks are not good people, and as the spirit of heaven and earth, I can better grasp the hearts of those people. And the woman's heart is too simple, how can she dissuade those people.

Sure enough, the men came with swords, and in my panic I could only sweep the woman aside and prepare for this unusual sword.

Whether I'm injured or killed, I never take it to heart. My life was originally given by a woman, and I am satisfied to be accompanied by women day and night in two lifetimes.

But I didn't think that the woman would stand in front of me and bear the sword.

Blood splattered on my body again, the woman's body turned into two, and there was still a slight smile on her face, and suddenly, I seemed to see the woman of the previous life lying in a pool of blood in front of me.

At that moment, my heart welled up with a terrible sorrow. I wanted to cry, but I didn't have tears. I wanted to scream, but I couldn't make any sound.

At that moment, the sorrow in my heart overwhelmed my reason, and at that moment I seemed to hear something broken in my heart.

Then, in the midst of the sorrow of the sky, I finally took shape.

I can finally hug the woman, I can finally tell her that I have always been...

But the woman died again.

The woman died on me again, and the woman's death changed me again.

I slashed those people in an instant, and hugged the woman's dead body tightly.

In the past hundred years of loneliness, I have seen too many lives and deaths, I have no sorrow or joy, I can't understand the sorrow of those people, but now, I know that this sorrow is so painful... (To be continued.) )