I'm a little confused, generally speaking, alien races that have cultivated spiritual wisdom will abide by the rules of heaven because they are afraid of heavenly punishment, and will not use the Dao method to harm human beings. If this tree had lived for thousands of years as they said, it would not have failed to understand such a simple truth, and it would have been against heaven without any measure. So the curse of the thousand-year-old dryad is nonsense at all, unless......

Thinking of this, I asked my own question: "Boss Chen, is this old tree still there?"

Boss Chen thought about it, shook his head and said, "I don't know, but it should still be there." The tree was still alive and well when the accident occurred in Ping'an Town, but now there is no one in Ping'an Town, and there is no man-made disaster, and the only factor that will affect this tree is natural disasters. ”

Boss Chen said the word natural disaster, and the people in the room instantly became silent. If there really is such a tree in Ping'an Town, then there must be a reason for last night's thunder. I just don't know if the thunder is a natural disaster or a natural disaster?

Obviously, it's not just me, Song Yunjing and Beiqi also thought of this layer, and their expressions changed so much. But I always feel that something is wrong with Beiqi, Song Yunjing is a Taoist priest, I can still understand his worries, but Beiqi has always been nothing to do with himself, standing by and watching, but today he has great attention to this tree, which is not normal.

Song Yunjing pondered for a long time and asked, "According to Boss Chen's understanding, do you think we can rush to Ping'an Town before dark today?"

Boss Chen frowned puzzled, and said worriedly: "Daoist Song, what are you going to do in Ping'an Town?" There is not a single family in that town, and you go there with no place to stay or food to eat, are you not looking for sin? ”

Song Yunjing raised his head, and a good-looking smile pulled out at the corner of his mouth: "Thank you Boss Chen for your concern, it's just that boss, you also see that I am a Taoist priest, and I can't let those demons and monsters go untreated." Besides, something happened to the people in the entire Ping'an Town, if the old tree was really a demonic thing, Qinghe Town was next to Ping'an Town, and it was hard to guarantee that there would not be the same experience. ”

Boss Chen and his wife "brushed" their faces changed, and their expressions were a little stunned. Mortals are afraid of foreign races, and when they know that there is such a terrible existence not far from where they are, I am afraid that few people can calm down.

The proprietress frowned, pondered for a moment, and said: "Although Ping'an Town is a town, the road is not far, but the section of the road in the direction of Ping'an Town is not easy to walk, and it will take a lot of time, and a few people don't have to rush at this moment." Why don't you continue to rest at the inn for one night today, I will help you prepare some pastries and pancakes for dry food, and how about you leave for Ping'an Town tomorrow morning? ”

In all fairness, the hostess brought up a good idea. Anyway, in my opinion, decades have passed since the incident in Ping'an Town, and even if we rush to it immediately, we can't get anything back, so it's better to make all preparations and hurry slowly.

Song Yunjing sat indifferently, not knowing what was going on in his head. I touched his arm and motioned for him to make a quick decision.

He glanced at me coldly, ignoring my gaze, and poured a cup of tea from the jug.

I glared at him angrily, and said to the proprietress with a smile: "Okay, then please ask the proprietress to help make more pastries and pancakes, otherwise you will be hungry when you arrive in Ping'an Town."

The day I left Qinghe Town was a good weather, which can be described as high and cool in autumn. The proprietress prepared a large bag of dry food for us, Song Yunjing and Beiqi were both full of hands, I don't think there is any problem in surviving ten days and half a month with this bit of food.

Chubby and Xiaodong sent us to the intersection of Qinghe Town with teary eyes. Especially Chubby, crying a handful of snot and tears, reluctantly asked the three of us to go to their house to play again when we had time.

I agreed without hesitation, but my conscience was a little uncomfortable. Because I know I'm lying, maybe I'll never set foot on this land again in my lifetime. In the final analysis, Sansheng and I can be regarded as people all the way, and we can't linger in the world for too long.

The road to Ping'an Town is very barren, strictly speaking, this is no longer a road, no one has walked on it for many years, and there are weeds all over the field, and there is no way to tell where the road is going.

At night, the starry sky is shining. After a whole day of arduous trekking, we finally arrived in the legendary town of Ping'an. Even though I was mentally prepared, when I actually saw the deserted village in front of me, I couldn't accept it, and I couldn't imagine that I was going to spend the night here tonight.

The unlocked door swayed back and forth in the darkness of the night, making a sensational creaking sound. In the clear moonlight, I could see large cobwebs covering the tattered room, and occasionally two small bugs I didn't know crawling around on the outer walls.

I "chuckled" in my heart, and took two steps back to look at Song Yunjing: "We won't rest here tonight, right?"

Song Yunjing ignored me and took out the candle prepared by the proprietress from his arms. Gently pushing the door open, he stood in the doorway and stared for a long time, then turned around and said, "Let's rest here tonight, and then go to the tree tomorrow when it is dawn."

I looked at him with wide eyes: "Are you sure?"

Beiqi didn't say a word, and walked into the house leisurely carrying the food prepared by the proprietress .

The cool breeze in the night blew slowly, and the candle flame in Song Yunjing's hand shook in all directions. In the flickering firelight, the ruined houses looked eerie.

Song Yunjing chuckled lightly and looked at me through the candlelight: "What's wrong?" You're scared, you shouldn't be. You're the most skilled of the three of us, what if you're all afraid of me and Beiqi? ”

It has always been my habit to die and not admit it, and after thinking about it, I felt that I couldn't admit it like this, and I had to refute it. Suddenly, there was a "bang" from nowhere, as if someone was walking towards me through the grass. I let out an "ah", closed my eyes, and ran towards Song Yunjing quickly, hugging his arm tightly, not daring to let go.

For a long time, without any strange sounds, I cautiously opened my eyes and breathed a sigh of relief when I was sure that there was no danger. When I looked up, I found that Song Yunjing was looking at me motionless with complicated and indistinguishable eyes.

I have a faint fever on my face, as a foreign race that has practiced for thousands of years, it is really shameful to be so timid. I pretended to smile lightly: "I'm not afraid, it's windy at night, I'm afraid you're cold." How's it going, is it warmer now? Don't you think I'm caring, don't be moved? ”

With the nonsense in his mouth, the force in his hand did not loosen much.

Song Yunjing shook his head helplessly and pulled me into the room. Unexpectedly, not only did he not debunk my clumsy lie this time, but he was extremely cooperative and said, "It's cold outside, the house should be warmer, let's go stay inside,"