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The more he walked forward, the better Wang Hao's mood became, the scenery was picturesque, every scene was a superb view, from time to time he looked at the ring covered by gloves, not to mention how beautiful it was, he came out to travel and picked up the ring, I don't know if it was trouble or the blessing of the god of luck.

As far as the eye can see, there is green everywhere, birds and shadows are singing everywhere, and the undulating green hills seem to have no end, this is the green ocean, the paradise of plants! The clear water of the river flows down the river next to the road, and the confluence of the river water will form a large pool, the pool water is turquoise, and the swaying aquatic plants and frolicking fish in the shallow water can be seen in the clear water. There are many mountain grasslands in the mountains, where cattle graze leisurely on the gently sloping grassy slopes, and the cattle here are very free, neither tied to reins nor bells, and are not guarded by shepherds at all.

Unconsciously, Wang Hao drove into an open field, which seemed to be a forest farm, not large in scale, and the low and low resort was well built to fit the environment, just like an ordinary farmer's house.

"Young man, are you going to play in Shennongjia?" An old man who smoked a dry tobacco pouch took two puffs of cigarettes, and after gently exhaling it, he said with a smile: "It's rare to see a person playing alone." It's not a good time, you see it's already afternoon, and the sun will set in two hours. ”

That's not it, Wang Hao is almost on his chest and back now, he basically didn't eat anything at noon, and the bowl of tofu brain in the morning had already been digested. He touched his shriveled stomach and nodded with a smile: "That's right, it's evening now, and I can only go tomorrow morning." What do you call you, old man? ”

The old man knocked his pipe on the stone beside him and stood up: "My surname is Huang, in fact, I won't hide it from you." My house is over there, and I have a little farmhouse at home, you know? ”

It turns out that with the development of tourism, many places have been developed, and farmers have turned to tourism services instead of farming, and farmhouses are a small example. Farmhouses can be found in many places, they are cheap accommodation, and they are more suitable for nature and farms than resorts, so they are the choice of many tourists.

Wang Hao looked at the energetic old man Huang, patted his back seat, and said, "Let's go, anyway, I'm also looking for a place to stay, I can live anywhere, it's better to go to your house!" But I can say okay, don't hack me! ”

Old Man Huang patted his cushion, slowly climbed up, and said with some novelty: "It's been so long, and it's rare to see someone who comes to travel on a motorcycle like you." Not to mention, your motorcycle is much more beautiful than the ones we have here! Speaking of price, we just make pocket money, and we won't cheat you. ”

As he spoke, he had already come to the front of a two-story building, and after Wang Hao extinguished the fire, he heard the roar of Old Man Huang: "Guests, make some tea!" ”

Parking the car in the thatched canopy, Wang Hao took off his hat and gloves, and jumped on the ground.

Resting his bag on the chair, he looked at the house, feeling that it was no different from his own, and that it looked very kind. Just as he was curious, a gray-haired woman in an apron approached with a cup of tea.

"Come, look at your mouth, you must be thirsty, come and drink more water, this is the cloud tea we only have in Shennongjia."

Nodding and smiling at her, Wang Hao said, "Eh, thank you!" I have long heard that Yunwu tea should be brewed with water from Shennongjia to taste good, and this time I finally saw it. ”

He picked up the cup and blew lightly to let the tea flow in the water before he took a small sip. As a person who doesn't understand tea, he can only feel that it is better than the usual jasmine tea and tartary buckwheat tea.

I don't know where the old man Huang came out of nowhere with a smile on his face, he was holding a piece of bacon in his hand, and smiled at Wang Hao: "Let you taste our old bacon hot pot here, the dishes are all home-grown, absolutely fresh, according to your words, environmental protection!" ”

His smiling appearance made Wang Hao feel extremely happy, and the relaxed farmhouse atmosphere was the most comfortable. Grandma Huang took Wang Hao to the second floor, she wiped it on the apron with her hand, and smiled solemnly: "This is my son's room, but he usually comes back during the Chinese New Year, and it is usually empty." So we thought, it's empty anyway, it's empty, just for you who come to travel, rest assured, it's absolutely clean, I just changed the quilt cover! The quilt has just been sunburned, and it smells of sunshine! ”

"Very good, very good, I think it's good, you go get busy first, I'll lie down, I'm too tired to ride over before."

Closing the door, Wang Hao sat on the bed, and fell down, he was so tired that he panicked, if it wasn't for the excitement to support, he probably would still be on the road now! But as soon as the eyes saw the ring on the little finger, they couldn't help but be curious. Now in the town, the mobile phone has a signal, if there are any strange words, you can use the mobile phone to look up the dictionary, maybe you can decipher the content written on the paper.

He carefully took out the wooden box from the space ring, casually put the unknown branch on the bed, and then carefully took out the white paper, first took a photo with his mobile phone and saved it, and then read it carefully by the light of the window.

"What oak?" While looking up the dictionary on my phone, I wrote the translated meaning on another piece of paper. "Nature? Sorcerer? What a mess! ”

He dropped his phone, thinking that he was really insane, and slowly translated this thing for something! But after thinking about the magical ring on his hand, this is even more awesome than Harry Potter, maybe there is really a wizard or something?

After venting his feelings, Wang Hao relied on the power of his mobile phone and the Internet to translate the content of this piece of paper, and the mobile phone was about to run out of battery!

The meaning of each word is almost clear, but the meaning of connecting them requires Wang Hao to figure it out slowly.

"We Oak Cult? What kind of sect is this? As he read, he expressed his own doubts, "Our Oak Cult used to be the largest religion in mainland England, and we who live in the forest have no quarrel with the world, and the god of harvest bless us, and nature is our friend." We druids are the rulers of the tribe, the royal advisors, the spokesmen of the gods, and as the last great druid, I came to China by accident, but unfortunately I could not find an heir. The druid's inheritance cannot be lost, as long as a little blood is dripped on the holy branch, the inheritance can be obtained, and the space ring is full of useful treasures. ”

Stumbling to translate this article, Wang Hao was shocked, as a standard WOW enthusiast, he knew the profession of druid very well, but he didn't expect to be able to meet it in reality. The branch that Wang Hao casually put on the bed turned out to be a holy tree, which is simply incredible.

Fold the white paper and put it back in the wooden box, Wang Hao held the plain branch, and felt a little entangled in his heart, did he really want to squeeze some blood out and try it? He must have been crazy, he took a deep breath to uncover the band-aid, and squeezed a few drops out of the wound that hadn't healed yet.

The blood dripping on the branches immediately changed, and the dead branches suddenly became green and full of life, and even slowly grew a tender yellow sprout, which made Wang Hao's eyes widen. The legendary dead wood Fengchun appeared in front of his eyes like this, it was incredible, and he had never been as bizarre as he was today in his life.

Images flashed in front of his eyes, from a great druid holding a staff and shouting in a boulder pile in England, to a large number of druids being killed by the Roman Empire, to the methods of cultivation and druids' spells.

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