Tianbao lay in the room, not sleepy. I can't find out where the dumb uncle went, and I don't know when he will return to the village, and I'm afraid that the overheard that he is the son of Mantuo is true, what if Huayang has already taken back the fragment of Yuntong and really sacrifices his blood to Jiuding? Is this blood sacrifice Jiuding going to kill himself or let him bleed? Although Huayang is a decent person, the word blood sacrifice always doesn't sound like a good thing.

That mermaid fairy said yesterday that tonight is a good day to plant relatives flowers, do you want to plant them? If they can bloom in three days, do you want to follow the flowers to find your mother?

Tianbao took out the flower-shaped silk bag sent by Hua Luli, pinched it in his hand and looked closely, the silk bag was made of fine silk, soft and smooth, in fact, it was a small round cloth, tied with gold wire around it, the gold wire was put away, and it was wrapped around a few times in the middle of the silk bag, and it was delicately formed into a stamen. The round cloth became a small silk bag in the shape of a flower, the size of a sachet. I don't know how many times this golden thread treasure has been dismantled, and at this time I am familiar with unraveling it, but I still don't dare to pour the three seeds into the palm of my hand to look at it, I only look inside, and the three inconspicuous seeds are lying quietly inside.

The room is very quiet, and the room without Chunzhi is even more desperately quiet, there is no black magpie arguing outside the window, and Tianbao feels lonely. Holding the silk bag up in front of his eyes, he asked in a very low voice, "Shall I plant you? Will you grow roots? Can you really take me to my mother?"

After asking, it was still unusually quiet outside the window of the room, Tianbao felt that he was funny, put away the silk bag, and lay down. From the bed, you can see that the round and large moon has slowly climbed to the treetops, and it is the time of day.

Tianbao sighed and thought to himself, I wonder if his mother was also looking at the moon and thinking about herself at this time. Thinking about it, the moon in the sky became more and more blurred, more and more blurred, and after a while, Tianbao actually returned to Qingqiu Mountain, and saw those ferocious white apes and the old woman who was killed by himself. The old woman was beating a woman with a leather whip, and Tianbao thought to herself, isn't this poisonous woman dead? The old woman raised her head, saw Tianbao, and screamed and pounced: "Give me back my life!"

Tianbao was so frightened that he turned around and ran, ran for a while and found that the old woman did not chase, and the white ape did not find out that he had a conflict with the old woman, very strange, turned his head to look, and saw that the woman who was whipped was holding the old woman to death, so that she could not move, Tianbao felt that the woman was so familiar, looked at it, and exclaimed: "Mother!"

Tianbao's surprise was not trivial, he screamed and woke up.

Tianbao was sweating all over, sitting on the bed, looking around, only to know that he was still in Queshan, it turned out that he had a nightmare just now. But this dream was so real that Tianbao's heart was beating wildly, and his back was cold, and he was wet when he touched it. Walked to the cabinet, took out clean clothes to change, these days Chunzhi is not there, no one tidy up the wardrobe, the wardrobe is a little messy, Tianbao looked at Chunzhi's clothes, suddenly wanted to cry, his own thoughts, so that Chunzhi refused to see himself, resolutely left, thinking that it was sad, and he looked down on himself.

Tianbao was stunned for a long time, feeling pity for himself and looking down on himself, empty, and slowly walked to the top of the mountain.

Today's Queshan is also very quiet, a little abnormally quiet, Tianbao thought, probably afraid of Huayang.

Passing by the place where the accident happened that day, Tianbao's heart trembled. Forcibly sedated and walked to the lake.

The surface of the lake is very calm, the water is black and a little scary.

"Fairy, Fairy. Tianbao gently called the merman by the lake, but there was no movement.

Tianbao hesitated in his grip on the silk bag, and looked up to see that the moon had slowly climbed to the middle of the sky. The magpie garden under the mountain is dark, only the pool with moss and gold vines glows softly, like a big gem, lying quietly under the mountain. Tianbao thought to himself, Master, Master, where are you? When will you come back? What if I am sacrificed by blood before you come back?

Tianbao gently bit his fingers, licked them, and waited for a while, but he didn't want to sleep. He shook his head and laughed at himself for being stupid. The silk bag in his hand seemed to be jumping, as if he was saying to himself: "Plant me, plant me." See what happens?"

Tianbao looked up at the moon, and then at the lake, and thought, I will plant one first, anyway, it will take three days to bloom, and there are still three days to go out of the village to find my mother. Since Ushizhi can come out of the bank, of course he can.

So, he untied the silk thread, carefully twisted a seed as small as a mung bean with his fingers, put it in the palm of his left hand, looked at it for a moment, and held it tightly.

The moonlight sprinkled softly, Tianbao stretched out his fist again, the little seed, as if as light as a feather, was about to be blown away by the wind, Tianbao hurriedly clenched his fist, stretched out three fingers, and cooperated with his right hand, and with difficulty knotted the silk bag, put it into his arms.

That kind of seed is too small, in Tianbao's hands, as if it is about to fly away at any time. After holding it tightly for a while, I felt that it was heavier than gold in the palm of my hand, and my whole body was hot and my hands were sore.

The moon moved to the top of the lake, and the moonlight shone on the lake, and the lake water became silver and shining, and the moon was as clear and elegant as an ice tray, and the lake was as clear and pure as Ayan's eyes.

At this moment, a serpentine white shadow gushed out from under the lake, silently swimming towards the lake.

Tianbao was unaware. Gritting his teeth and making up his mind, he dug a shallow hole in the ground and planted the seeds.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Tianbao feels that kind of seed seems to flash like a diamond. Tianbao silently recited the four mantras of Hua Lu Lijiao in his heart, and after reciting them twice, he confirmed that he could not make a mistake, and bit his index finger hard, dripping the blood down.

One, two, three, four...... Nine drops, Tianbao dripped a total of nine drops of blood, and then there were words in his mouth.

The snake shadow in the lake saw Tianbao's movements and quietly stopped.

That kind of seed ate blood and slowly swelled up, and Tianbao was busy pressing the flowers and land to gently cover the soil. Blood dripped around the seed again, and after a few drops, the blood clotted, and Tianbao frowned and took another bite on the wound. It hurt so much that I almost screamed. The blood finally dripped enough.

After dripping, Tianbao suddenly felt that the heaven and the earth were very quiet, and looked up to see that the moon did not move.

The lake did not move. The wind did not move, the pine forest did not move, the black magpie did not move, and the heavens and the earth seemed to freeze. Tianbao was a little nervous, staring at the ground in front of him.

The seeds in the ground suddenly made a small crackling sound, like a small lamp bursting. The blood that had just dripped into a circle glowed a faint red light, as if the earth was on fire.

Then, there was a series of small crackling sounds, and Tempo rubbed his eyes and saw a strange plant burrowing quickly out of the ground. The stem of the plant was very, very thin, and on top of it was a green bean-like seed with a broken shell, and as soon as it came out of the ground, it grew into the wind, and it was extremely fast, and every inch it grew, and it branched out and branched out, and it spread rapidly.

Tianbao was stunned and too frightened to move.

The plant flowed like green flowing water, and soon covered the ground around Tianbao. He also drilled under Tianbao's feet and quickly occupied all the ground.

Tianbao was a little stunned when he saw that this kin-seeking flower was growing violently, and thought to himself, didn't it mean that a flower would grow and fly in the direction of his relatives? Could it be that it would grow until the place where my mother was staying now before it bloomed? Could it be that I had recited the mantra wrong? I recited the incantation lightly again.

But to no avail, the strange plant continued to flow at the speed of flowing water towards all the clearings, and faster and faster, faster and faster, so that as far as the eye could see, it covered it and headed for the pine.

Tianbao's forehead began to sweat, knowing that this matter was not good, wondering if the playboy had given the wrong seed?

When it was too late, there was a bang, and the plants under his feet suddenly burst into flames. The flames instantly enveloped Tianbao. The strange plant grew as it burned, until it reached the edge of the pine forest, and the pine trees began to burn, and the whole pine forest was set on fire, and the top of the mountain became a world of fire. The black magpies, who had just gotten where to hide, squatted from the pine forest in droops and rushed into the sky with billowing black smoke.

Tianbao stood in the blazing firelight, his body was burned by the flames, his eyes were red, and his mind was blank.