In the end, man has given all things spirits, or is it all things themselves that have spirits? Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info This answer is never known.

However, after Kiyosa's death, her blood seems to nourish the tree. Since then, this tree has been evergreen in all seasons and will never wither.

Bai Xue stood under the towering tree, beside the demon spirit of the tree, and she said, "You call Ah Li." ”

The dryad bowed his head lightly and smiled softly, "Yes, this is still the name you gave me. ”

Then a sigh: "Give me life, give me a surname..."

Bai Xue was silent and did not refute. This dryad kept saying that this woman was her, and with his cultivation, maybe there was really no need to deceive her.

Bai Xue waved the thought away. Look at this desolate scene. So far, she has seen the woman's life and has not perceived too much joy and sorrow. But he knew that the woman had planted this tree and made him known, and she took him as a dependent.

But perhaps, Bai Xue is not the two of the parties, a lifetime of companionship, a lifetime of dependence, she doesn't understand this kind of feeling. Even if, as Ah Li said, it was her former and her previous life, but just looking at it like this, she couldn't feel it personally.

With that in mind, time once again played its part.

Time is a magical thing, it can bring sadness and aging, but it can also soothe some sadness and bring new life, it can change so many things. Bai Xue stood on the top of the hill and saw that some trees were growing one after another around the body of Ali.

Standing tall trees, flowers, birds, insects and fish, flowers and green grass, and even the murmuring of streams.

It's just a hundred years later, and this place has changed to a different look. From desolate and uninhabited to now, it has become a forest of no small size.

Ah Li looked at this scene as if he had memories and feelings, and then waved his hand. The two were in a different scene again.

This is an ordinary small city, and Bai Xue and Ali stand in the middle of the town, watching the people around them come and go.

Then Bai Xue saw a little girl, no, it should be said that a little beggar who was covered in dirt crashed into a woman and stole the woman's silver.

The woman was a mean person, and when she found out that her purse had been stolen, she was furious.

"Come on, thief, catch that stinky beggar!"

In all eras, thieves are disgusting.

When the people around heard the woman say this, they hurriedly chased after the figure that was already running unfast.

It was a little girl, so dirty that she could barely see her original appearance, skinny as if she would fall when the wind blew.

So, of course, the girl fell to the ground not long after.

The men threw punches and kicks around the girl, especially the woman. But when he saw that the girl was no longer moving, and seemed to have only one breath left, he left.

The little beggar, that is, the girl, after noticing that everyone was walking away, limped up and walked into the alley, and she spread out her little hands that were clenched tightly, and put a few pieces of silver in them.

Her blue and black face slowly bloomed into a smile.

Her choice was not wrong, she targeted some rich and noble people, although stealing these people will often end up being beaten harder, but as long as these rich people take back the money bag, they will no longer count the silver inside.

The little beggar took the money, walked to the pharmacy in the center of the remote city, changed some medicines, and turned around into a courtyard. Snow and the dryad silently followed behind her, and saw a dying old man inside.

"Grandma, Xiao Gu came back with some medicine. "The little girl was very happy.

But the old man looked at the wound on the girl's face, but he shed faint tears.

"Son, leave me alone... No amount of medicine is useless..."

"No, grandma, what did you say? Grandma will definitely get better. ”

The old man sighed, but said nothing. She drank the medicine that the girl had boiled, and there seemed to be a decision in her eyes.

Seeing this, Bai Xue seemed to be able to foresee what was going to happen next.

Sure enough, when the little girl came back from stealing and changing dressings on the street again, the old man had already lost his breath for a long time.

The medicine in the little girl's hand fell to the ground at once, and her mouth kept calling for her grandmother, but the old man never responded.

The little girl put her hands on the old man's nose with trembling hands, and finally sat down on her knees and wailed.

Bai Xue sighed, the old man had already left himself in order not to increase the burden on the girl. Such a scene can be played out in every corner of the world at any time, the world is too big, there are too many emotions, and life and death are the things that happen most frequently. And love is the most difficult thing in the world to let go.

This girl is the reincarnation of Qingsha. In this life, she is a beggar, homeless and wandering, and her life experience is even more miserable.

Who has said that fate is the most unpredictable thing in the world. Some people, some things, are predestined.

In this life, a person and a tree, which were originally unrelated, were reconnected because of the old man's departure.

The girl buried the old man in a grove not far from the town. He was buried under the tallest tree in the grove.

[ps: brain-burning...] (To be continued.) )