"It's ...... Acorns? ”

Varif pulled out a basket of nuts from the closet behind him and pushed it in front of the fat man with a groan. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info The fat man's eyes widened suddenly, and he involuntarily reached out to touch it. These nuts resemble the seeds in his stomach, and there are also online pictures to testify, but the fat man has never seen the real thing. I asked Erdan to buy and plant it in Soahutun, and I don't know how it went.

In the feeling of a fat man, an acorn is the size of a hazelnut. These acorns are the size of a ping-pong ball, full of grains, smooth and round, with a golden color dyed with some orange, as if emitting a mysterious layer of light.

It's very kind, it's familiar, and it's a heart-to-heart connection......

"Yes, that's the magic acorn." Varif's smile grew heavy, drowning in the past.

In the northern forests of the distant Skothgreen, a group of magical and mysterious druids live in megalithic castles covered with vines and ivy. They delve into incredible magic and possess magical energies that control nature and ensure that the whole of nature develops in balance.

Yes, they are the guardians of nature, and they will fight to the death against any force in order to protect it.

In this sense, they are the masters and servants of nature.

By chance, Variif led the caravan to Scows Green. Druids don't like worldly luxuries, and live a hermit-like life, but they also need some necessary daily necessities. Variif made money and won the friendship of the druids.

It was then that Variif realized that the original meaning of the "druid" was to be an admirer of the oak tree, and that the oak tree was indispensable in their lives. They saw the oak tree as a symbol of the supreme deity, and they saw the mistletoe parasitizing on the oak tree as a panacea – with divine healing and magical powers.

Variif was allowed to attend the ceremony. In the bright moonlight, the Grand Druid, dressed in pure white robes and armed with a scythe made of gold, floated up a towering oak tree, the night of mistletoe harvesting......

"Scows Green, where?" The fat man listened quietly to Varif's story.

Variif is indeed a very good storyteller, and directly brings people into a religious-like context. The fat man listened attentively, and his two little friends also forgot to enjoy the food.

"Dear Lord Druid, I see what you mean." Variif nodded. Obviously, there is a follow-up to the story.

"Uncle Varref, please call me Xu Huang." The fat man said with a smile.

"Yes, my lord, Lord Xu Huang, I have also led caravans many times since then, loaded with the items that the druids need, into the northern forests of Scows Green. Actually, I couldn't find the exact location where the druids lived. Fortunately, the hospitable druids knew my predicament. As I approached the northern forest, a young druid would appear in front of me, lead me in, and send me out. ”

The path traveled by the caravan will soon be covered with vines. The big trees that stand in front of you will also walk quickly. The scenery in front of him will change in an instant, and Variif will never forget it.

In fact, in Varref's mind, the druids are god-like beings, a group of very good gods. It's a simple life, but it's very interesting.

And the northern forest of Skothgreen, of course, is the palace of the gods, made of huge stones that formed the forest.

"Well, I beg your pardon, but this is actually the first time I've spoken to someone. When I last arrived in the northern forest of Scows Green, it was a completely different sight. The forest was almost completely destroyed, like an apocalyptic catastrophe. This time, my caravan and I entered the center of the ruins without hindrance, but did not see a single druid. Although I have had a happy drink with them many times, right here, right here in the moonlight. Varif sighed, his tone turning pathetic.

"I think they must have befallen a terrible calamity, for the towering oak tree, which had completely withered and fallen to the ground, had no new branches and leaves at its roots. These acorns that you see now are the ones I picked from this oak tree. When Varif finished his story, he pointed to the small basket on the table.

The fat man and his little friend have not yet come out of the story.

"Dear Lord Xu Huang, I've always wanted to give these magical acorns to a druid. But the druids seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth. In fact, you are the first druid I have ever met. So, these acorns belong to you. Variif pushed the basket into the fat man's hand.

"Thank you, Uncle Varref, this is important to me." The fat man smiled sincerely. But it is not without wonder in my heart. So, could I still be the only druid on the continent of Candras?

"Well, I beg your pardon, Dear Lord Xu Huang, here's what I really want to tell you. The young druid who welcomed me into the forest and sent me out safely, I don't know his name. However, he looks a lot like you, or you look a lot like him, both in face and in shape. Well, it seems to be overweight, but it is agile. Of course, the most important thing is to be kind and helpful. ”

Varif smiled apologetically and continued, "So much so that I had the illusion when I first met you, but you didn't know me at all. And I judge, you're not a fake. ”

Uh, and that kind of thing?

Well, that young, kind and helpful druid must be very handsome, right?

Well, chubby, handsome......

The fat man scratched his head, but Eliza exclaimed excitedly, "Xu Huang, don't you remember where you came from?" Maybe you're from Scows Green! By the way, you must have suffered a catastrophe and lost your memory. And I guess you're probably the grandson of the white-robed Great Druid! ”

Wow, you're so imaginative...... The fat man looked at Eliza with a strange expression.

If that's true, I'll give you the scythe made of gold. In that case, when you cut the wheat, you will ...... It's a bit of a stretch.

When he looked at Varif again, the old man seemed to have unloaded a burden and looked relaxed and happy. Obviously, this past has been suppressed in his heart for a long time, and now it is gone.

Varif neither affirmed nor denied Eliza's bold speculation that was chasing after the wind but had traces to follow, but looked at Eliza dotingly, as if he were looking at his own granddaughter.

In terms of age, it's about the same.

Varif is extremely wealthy, he is pampered, he should be nearly half a hundred years old, but his body is very healthy.

"Xu Huang, it's a good thing you didn't plunder the wealth of Boss Variv! Otherwise, we wouldn't have heard such a wonderful story. What's more, we don't know where you came from! Eliza was probably encouraged to bulge her chest, obviously very afraid.

Well, Eliza was actually ready to do it just now, as long as Xu Huang gave the order......

Uh, did I talk about plundering the wealth of Boss Warev? The fat man couldn't laugh or cry. Do you want to be so cheating...... Husband? I just praised you for being very smart, and you are a beautiful interpreter flower!

"Eliza is innocent and cute, she has always been pampered, and it is a good blessing in her life to meet Mr. Xu Huang, who is pure in nature!" Varif was overjoyed, as if Eliza had told one of the funniest jokes in the world.

Well, I can't explain that......

Well, do I need to explain it to someone?

"Uncle Varref, have you ever planted any of these acorns?" The fat man asked another question.

"It's also a very strange thing, in fact I've tried to grow in different places. Since I can't find the druid, or can I plant an oak forest? Maybe a druid will come looking for me. The acorns were hand-picked by me and looked fully ripe, but they never sprouted. Buried in the moist soil, after a long time, when I curiously dug up the soil, the buried acorns were intact......"

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