The book is about the size of the palm.,The texture is relatively light to the touch.,A little soft.。 Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Lin Churan looked at the four small words on the cover, her heart was pounding, like a turbulent lake, unable to calm down. There is the Shun clan, there is the Shun clan, and she is even more sure that the dream in the black hole is real.

"Hey, Xiao Churan, your eyes are shining, what are you doing, this is not a martial arts cheat, there is a historical record of the Shun clan in it, and the content is not complete." After Zhou Xing finished speaking, he thought of the key things that were missing in the back, but there was no more, and he reached out and scratched his scalp, as if it could relieve the itching in his heart.

Lin Churan's mood was more complicated, and his somewhat dizzy head instantly sobered up. She wanted to look through it urgently, and on the other hand, she thought about the sad and confused words that her grandmother said under the sacred tree in her dream, and she didn't start to read it for a long time.

"Uncle Zhou Xing, did you see why your grandmother passed away at that time?" Lin Churan asked him with a hint of luck.

Zhou Xing recalled and said: "Lying on the bed, the expression was not painful, and there was no external injury, so it was simply buried." He thought for a moment: "How can a good person pass away suddenly, I went to visit your grandmother that day, and now I think back and notice that the house is very tidy, and people are lying on the bed with their hands folded, without taking off their shoes or covering the quilt...... It was as if he knew his life was counting. He added a sentence after talking to himself, and consciously shut up after speaking.

Yes, Lin Churan hung his head and remained silent.

"Hey, put the book away first, stay here at night, you take your time, and now go to the god tree with my uncle to get rid of a little magic flower." Zhou Xing walked to the door and window as he spoke, put on a thick glove, and threw the other one to her.

Lin Churan took the gloves in a daze. She listened to Uncle Zhou Xing's words and put away the book, habitually planning to put it in her bag. Backpacks too! Lin Churan suddenly realized that the backpack was missing, and there were a series of things inside, such as documents, wallets, mobile phones, and clothes. She thinks it's good to carry it, she still loses her bag at this time, and she took out her mobile phone to light it when she went back to the desolate home yesterday, when did she lose her bag.

She tucked the small notebook into the front pocket of the pants in the small space, and the back pocket of the jeans contained a pinch of Bai Hua's hair, so don't mix it up.

Then she put on her gloves and laughed at Uncle Zhou Xing twice, she would definitely be criticized for saying that she lost the bag, so she should find it herself later, and silently prayed in her heart not to fall into that mysterious forest.

The two of them walked among the large barren fields, and Zhou Xing spoke first: "Xiao Churan, do you think Zhoujiazhuang will become a ghost village?" Uncle is a little panicked when he walks out of the house now. ”

"Uh..."Lin Churan muttered in his heart, Uncle Zhou Xing was so wildly dragging and holding the exposed person, but he didn't expect that he was even less daring than her, "Why did you become a ghost village?" ”

"A lot of people have died, and the villagers who are still alive are going to be numb, uncle told you, I guess the next one should be Zhou Caiyun."

Zhou Caiyun? Isn't that Zhou Xiaoyun's mother?

Lin Churan thought of Zhou Xiaoyun's mother, and then remembered the painting of the fierce beast on the wall of their house. She glanced at Uncle Zhou Xing, followed him and asked, "Why?" Uncle Zhou Xing, have you been to her house, I saw a strange painting on the wall. ”

Zhou Xing's footsteps in front of him obviously paused, and he said, "Her strange paintings? That was two years ago, and a beggar monk suddenly appeared in the village, holding two paintings in his hand, saying that he could go to evil and cure the disease or something. Zhou Caiyun's wife has been crazy for a long time, and when she heard that the painting was unfolded, she was normal, and her man was happy, so he took out his family and bought it at a high price. I've seen it, and the monster on the painting is evil, and one day it will jump out and eat the crazy woman first. ”

Lin Churan's heart chuckled when he heard this, and those gloomy and moving eyes appeared in his mind again. Since Uncle Zhou Xing also felt that there was something wrong with the painting, she also directly said her thoughts: "The monster on the painting is alive, and I think it is about to jump out of the painting." ”

"Can you see that?" This time, Zhou Xing simply stopped and turned his head to ask her.

"It's... Obviously, I was startled by it when I went early in the morning. Lin Churan watched him get closer and stared at her fiercely, a little unnatural.

Zhou Xing noticed it, waved his hand and turned around and walked in front, the protruding pass between the fields was small, and only one person could walk. He sighed and said: "I kindly told the villagers about the evil painting, none of them listened, it was like being blind, you can see it, but Xiao Churan is also too timid, and the painting can scare you." ”

"......" Lin Churan couldn't help but say that who just said that as long as she left the house, she panicked, and she changed the topic: "Uncle Zhou Xing, how will you get rid of the flowers later?" What's so different about this glove? ”

Just listening to the front of him, Zhou Xing said: "The gloves were bought for two yuan, the magic flower has a small thorn, be careful, just wear gloves." ”

The two of them walked and chatted with each other.

Lin Churan thought that the scientific name of the flower was the magic flower, but it turned out that Uncle Zhou Xing didn't know what the name of the flower was. This flower is rare, it's pretty good-looking, the backpack is good, and you can take out your phone to take a picture.

And the sacred tree is already close at hand.

Zhou Xing pulled her: "Xiao Churan, have you seen the black hair on the magic flower?" After years of research, this magic flower is resting around nine to eleven o'clock in the morning, and it can be uprooted quickly, and it will take two days for it to grow again, and at least it will not be able to attract popularity in these two days. ”

Lin Churan listened to the Tao of the head, and began to eliminate the demon flower in response.

Looking at one piece, she didn't feel that it was a lot, and it was a little difficult to pull it out one by one, she looked up and saw that Uncle Zhou Xing had skillfully cleared a large circle around his body, and moved his steps to the other side of the sacred tree.

She has always refused to admit defeat in front of Uncle Zhou Xing, but at this time, she forgot that her other hand was not wearing gloves, and she lowered her head and started work left and right.

Zhou Xing said that the magic flowers that were plucked out were thrown aside and piled up first, and then they were taken away from this place together. Otherwise, the root of the magic flower will move after a while, and it will be resurrected again, and it will be able to climb back and burrow under the ground again. Therefore, if you want to take away the magic flower, you can climb a few steps when the flower roots are alive again, but you can't find the old place, and then the whole flower will completely wither in a few days.

Lin Churan listened to Uncle Zhou Xing's words, uprooted the flowers, threw them with his left hand, threw them with his right hand, and pushed them, but soon felt that the magic flowers thrown out seemed to be very lightweight? She looked distractedly at what she was looking at, and couldn't help but stop what she was doing...... She was not slow, she had at least thirty branches on each side, but only four branches were scattered on the grass on the left-hand side.

It's impossible, is the magic flower gone? Lin Churan straightened up and glanced around, but he didn't see any difference, where could this magic flower go.

She wittily bent down and reached out to pluck a branch, and threw her hand to the left hand side to look intently, wanting to see how the magic flower could escape.

And the flower spreads out from the part of the stem, and then spreads to the root of the flower end, and when it is almost about to fall, it has dissipated, fast and quietly, leaving no trace. Lin Churan witnessed the whole process, her eyes were wide open, her small mouth was slightly open, and the corners of her mouth were slightly downward, revealing a frightened look.

There was a slight tingling sensation on the hand. Lin Churan was still bent over, and she reversed her palm, with her palm facing inward.

There is a trace of blood on the delicate white palm, uh... She forgot what Uncle Zhou Xing said about the magic flower having small thorns, the thorns are almost invisible to the naked eye, much thinner than the needle and thread, and she can't feel the sting when she pulls it out, so she only found it now. However, Lin Churan's focus was not on the injured palm. She changed to a more comfortable position, squatted on the ground and watched the magic flower start, her head flashed with a light, as if there was some information about to come out, but she missed it.

At this time, she didn't think so much, and with a sense of it, she tentatively reached out to touch the magic flowers piled up on the ground, less casual just now.

The same branch of the flower also quickly dissipated, she had a little clue, and dared to touch the magic flower that was still growing on the ground, and sure enough, it also spread out from the part it touched, and then spread into a whole branch to dissipate.

Lin Churan was a little excited, it seemed that blood could destroy the Demon Flower.