But this plant is not easy to find at all, there is a certain number of years, the price is definitely not low, and the variety may not be ~щww~~lā Take the big banyan tree in Xiaolu Mountain as an example, its age is also forty or fifty years, but Yunli has explored it with electromagnetic force, and it is not too obvious to help cultivation, there is also an old locust tree in Shanglu Village, which is said to be more than 100 years old, but the effect is also average.

Inadvertently, Yunli found that the two small iron trees at the entrance of Luzhen Middle School had a stronger sense of electromagnetic force than other plants, and later he found several iron trees of different ages, and found that the older the tree, the more obvious the cultivation effect of electromagnetic force. But he looked for a lot of places in Luzhen, but he couldn't find the right age, and after asking the old scholars, he learned that some villages in Laos have a tradition of planting iron trees to pray for peace for generations, and they are not too far from Lang Bo Street, so he facilitated this trip.

Asking people all the way, and sitting on an open-top tricycle for most of the day, Yunli came to a village where the local population still preserves the tradition of planting iron trees.

The standard of living in this place, called Guozi Village, is still very low, the village is built in the middle of the mountain, there is only one mud and sand road for vehicles, because of a heavy rain just two days ago, the road is full of potholes, bumpy and difficult to walk.

"Brother Yun, there is Guozi Village in front, I haven't been to this area before, wait a minute, let me go to explore the wind first, and then we will go into the village to do business. The customs of these villages are different, and not every place welcomes tourists, so it is not easy to get a problem. The open-top tricycle stopped not far from the entrance of the village, and the driver in the driver's seat turned around and instructed Yunli.

"Excuse me, Brother Lin, I'm here waiting for your news." Yunli got out of the car, stretched, and replied with a smile.

The driver who brought him was named Lin Changqing, Yunli called him Brother Lin, in fact, Lin Changqing was also twenty-seven or eighteen years old, black and thin, very enthusiastic, doing goods pulling work in the area of Langbo Street, and occasionally acting as a guide for tourists. Although he is a native of Laos, his father is Han Chinese, and his family has settled here since his early years, and he is fluent in Mandarin and Laotian, and he speaks English very well, and even speaks Cantonese, which is not very authentic.

Yunli was introduced by the bearded boss of the small shop in Tongguò Tuba, and he found Lin Changqing to help as a guide, he didn't understand Laotian, and he didn't know much about the customs here, so he had a guide to take it, so it was convenient to do things. This fruit village was also inquired about by Lin Changqing, and the guide fee was not expensive, 60,000 Lao kip per day, which is equivalent to RMB, less than 50 yuan.

After waiting for about half an hour, Lin Changqing came back at a trott with a happy face, saying that there was no problem, so the two walked into the village to find a suitable iron tree.

Most of the farmhouses in Guozi Village are made of bamboo and wood materials, and the brick buildings are basically not visible, and there are old iron trees planted in front of the doors of every house, and the trunks of the iron trees are painted with various colors, and the branches and leaves are also wrapped with some ribbons, which looks very distinctive.

Seeing that there were outsiders, the children in the village were curious to surround them, following behind the two, most of them were barefoot, few of the clothes they wore were intact, their skin was slightly dark, thin and weak, and they knew at a glance that they were undernourished. Yunli took out some biscuits and snacks in the bag, and gave them all, but there were not many of them, and some of the children who couldn't share them followed closely behind, hoping that the backpack could also conjure candy, just like in the pocket of the cat in a TV cartoon.

Lao, also known as Lao, belongs to the branch of the Sino-Tibetan language family, the spoken pronunciation is very similar to pinyin, the speed of speech is short and coherent, and it is like the aunt next door playing homely in the ear. The children spoke Lao language, although Yunli couldn't understand it, but they could also feel that they were eager for new things and change.

Yun Li observed that these iron trees were generally hundreds of years old, which was quite in line with his requirements. Generally speaking, the life span of the iron tree can be four or five hundred years, thousands of years is extremely rare, as the saying goes, "the millennium iron tree blooms", is just an exaggeration, used to describe the rarity of the iron tree flowering.

"These iron trees in front of the door were planted by their ancestors, and the people in the village believe that after death, they will store their souls in the zài iron trees and wait for reincarnation. Every festival, the family will pray around the iron tree to bless safety, which is a traditional custom in the village, so no matter how much money is paid, these iron trees will not be sold. Lin Changqing led the way while explaining to Yunli.

"Hmm." Yun Li responded, and he didn't rush to ask, from Lin Changqing's face, he knew that he had a way, and followed closely, watching around, as if he was really here to play.

Lin Changqing took Yunli to the only red brick house in the village, the house has only one floor, and there is a rectangular wooden sign on the roof, which is written in red Yunli does not know, and there is a small Lao national flag next to the wooden card.

At the door of the house, there was already a little old man waiting there, seeing the two coming, he came to shake hands with a smile, and said a word that Yun Li did not understand, and Lin Changqing translated it to know that this was a blessing to welcome guests, and the general content was that the Buddha blessed and let the visitors go all the way. Buddhism is very popular here, and there are temples in many places, even if people's lives are very poor, but they are very willing to spend money on incense.

The little old man was the village chief of Guozi Village, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed when he knew that there was business coming to him, and he was extremely enthusiastic about the two of them, and he drank up the children who followed him. Most of the families in the village work as farmers for a living, and their incomes are very low, and some even have problems with basic food and clothing, so it is a good thing for them to be able to earn some extra income.

The iron tree used for prayer could not be moved, but there were some other iron trees planted in the village, and the age of the trees was not small, which met the requirements of the visitors.

Most of the trees planted in the village are ordinary phoenix bananas, the big ones are taller than people, they grow several branches, they are very vigorous, and they are suitable for making potted plants for sightseeing. The iron trees that the little old man took them to see were also okay, Yunli used electromagnetic force to investigate, and a few of them barely met the requirements.

"Brother Lin, ask the village chief again to see if there are any older trees, or other varieties of old iron trees, if you can find them, the price is not a problem." After looking at several places, Yun Li had a general idea, and pulled the sleeve of Larin Changqing's coat and asked.

"Okay, wait, I'll tell him." Lin Changqing readily agreed, and conveyed Yunli's request to the little old man, the little old man didn't expect the visitor to be so demanding, and he talked to Lin Changqing about it, looking a little anxious.

"The village chief said that if you are not afraid of death, you can go to the ruins on the mountain and look for it, and there is the iron tree you are looking for." Lin Changqing translated, and pointed the direction to Yun Li.

"Afraid? Let's go up and have a look. "If there is really no better, Yun Li originally wanted to pick a better one and it would be over, but when he heard the little old man say this, he suddenly became interested.

The little old man couldn't understand Mandarin, but looking at Yunli's expression, he knew that he didn't listen to his words, so he hurriedly stopped the two and spoke urgently.

After Lin Changqing's translation, I learned that there was originally a Buddhist temple on the mountain, and in a heavy rainstorm more than 50 years ago, the Buddhist temple was destroyed by lightning, and several monks living in it were not spared. After the catastrophe, when the villagers were cleaning the temple, they found that the old iron tree that had been planted in it for many years actually bloomed at this time, and what was even more strange was that the branches of the iron tree kept coming out with red sap, like blood, which frightened the villagers.

The old people in the village said that the monks died unexpectedly, not only the soul, but also the heart was melted into the old iron tree, unable to enter the reincarnation, and could only express their grievances in this way. Since then, every thunderstorm, in the ruins of the Buddhist temple on the mountain, there will be bursts of strange noises, and sometimes you can see white shadows flashing, which is extremely strange, and the people in the village no longer dare to get closer.

Today, this strange phenomenon has not appeared much, but the instructions of the older generation, everyone is still silently complying with them, and there are children crying at home, so you can use this to deal with it.

The little old man pulled one person in one hand, and kept saying some words of persuasion, without Lin Changqing's translation, Yun Li also knew the general content, so he asked Lin Changqing to tell the little old man, he just went to take a look, he wouldn't do anything out of the ordinary, if the old iron tree was suitable, he would also pay.

"Brother Lin, I'll just go alone, you can wait here." There is only one road to the mountain, and you can reach your destination without being led, so he said.

"It's okay, I don't believe in these ghosts in that place, and I'm also curious, how can a tree bleed?" Lin Changqing said excitedly, it seemed that he was also a person with a strong desire for knowledge, so Yun Li didn't say anything anymore.

It's a long way, but it's nothing for two young and strong men. The small gatehouse of the Buddhist temple is still there, it is built with mahogany, which is very corroded and is at risk of collapsing at any time. In the Buddhist temple, none of the walls are intact, and everything that can collapse is basically collapsed, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as ruins. To the surprise of the two, there were no weeds growing inside, and the original layout of the Buddhist temple could still be faintly recognized.

"Over here!" Although the little old man didn't indicate the location of the old iron tree, Yun Li knew the direction with an electromagnetic force, and after saying something to Lin Changqing, he took a step and walked in the direction of the backyard. Lin Changqing was still looking around curiously, and when he saw that Yun Li had made a move, he followed without much thought.