On December 25, 1999, in Gaojia Village, there was a heavy snowstorm in the middle of the night.

Far from the hustle and bustle of the mountains and jungles, the valleys rise and fall, the rivers crisscross each other, the darkness of the night and the whiteness of the snow, and everything is silent, as if they are all asleep.

Only this cave is isolated from the world.

"This is it."

The light of the flashlight flickered faintly in the dark hole, and several young people from the village corpse removal team led a one-eyed monk wearing a hat to walk in.

"I just fished out a few corpses here, and if I wanted to go in and see them again, I couldn't get in." A young man explained: "These vines have thorns on them, and they are so weird that we don't dare to continue to test them, so we asked the master to take a look." ”

There is a big tree in the cave, or it should be said that it is a demon tree, and the tree grows as big as the cave is. In this cold winter weather, its branches and leaves show no signs of cold, and every vine does not end, twisting and growing, entangled with each other, entrenched in the whole cave.

It is the Soul Eating Tree, and there are such monsters in almost every deep mountain, they use the souls of the dead as fertilizer, and the bigger the dead souls are eaten, the stronger they grow. The one in front of me is afraid that it has eaten the dead souls of hundreds of people.

The one-eyed monk remained silent, waving the scepter in his hand, and the branches and leaves that had stubbornly blocked the way suddenly withered and obediently gave way to the place.

There is a stream in the cave, and the one-eyed monk is waving a vine in one hand while walking along the bank of the stream, and the corpse salvage team follows closely with a flashlight.

At the end of the stream, the body of the tree was indeed found, and the dry bones of countless people were entangled in the vines, like a hand firmly grasping them and there was nowhere to get out, and the river was also full of human bones, and it could be seen that they had struggled in their lives, but in the end they all died painfully. But on the trunk of the tree, there was a girl with tattered clothes and long hair entangled.

"Someone? There are still people alive here, save them! ”

Several young men shouted forward, but the one-eyed monk reached out to stop them.

"She's dead."

She no longer felt the slightest hint of being human, although she didn't look like a dead person at all. The one-eyed monk tried to sweep away the vines that bound the girl with his scepter, but this time the Soul Eater didn't let go at all, as if it was inevitable for her dead soul.

"That's it."

Even if it is rescued, it is just a corpse, so it is better to spend it with these countless dead souls.

The one-eyed monk pasted a few karmic fire talismans on the trunk of the Soul Eater Tree, dismissed the corpse collection team, and left himself, silently reciting a few incantations, and the Soul Eater Tree emitted a jagged mournful sound, like hundreds of thousands of people crying at the same time, and after a few seconds, the mournful screams stopped, and the flames that burned and withered from the tree burned the entire cave red.

"Amitabha."

The one-eyed monk finished his time and turned to leave.

However, in this monstrous flame, there was a golden light that was more dazzling than the flame, it was a jewel from the girl's chest, and the brilliance of the treasure jade flowed in the blood veins around the body, as if igniting the life that had been exhausted.

"You can't go yet."

"You...... Who is it? ”

"You don't care who I am, you have to wake up, as long as you wake up, you can achieve what you want in life."

"What you want in your life?"

"Yes."

"May I?"

"As long as you want. Tell me, what do you want? ”

"I want to ......"

"Tell me, what exactly do you want?"

"I want to see him again."

In the early hours of the morning, the wind and snow stopped suddenly, and the cry of the baby broke the silence of the house.

"If you cry so loudly, you must be a blessed child." The female doctor carried the newborn baby to the bed, "Madam, give me a name." ”

The woman who had just given birth turned her face sweating profusely, looking at the baby boy in her arms, he struggled with his little hands and feet, and only knew how to cry blindly.