The three of them finally survived until dawn, and felt that things were out of order, so they left early the next morning and never returned.

When they left, they didn't dare to look at the so-called wishing tree, and if they did, maybe the result would have been different.

Now the tree is much taller than it was some time ago, and in the sunlight, it emits a faint golden glow. In contrast, the surrounding plants withered to varying degrees, as if the essence had been sucked away.

After another three days, the original white trunk of the tree turned earthy yellow, and the willow grew a lot, almost close to the ground, and the leaves on it became more and more verdant.

The fruit that had disappeared had now reappeared, but not nearly a hundred, but only one, and in the densest part of the tree, the color was no longer emerald green, but black, obscured by the leaves, and not a single ray of light could shine on it.

Today's weather is a bit cloudy, with occasional winds blowing. Suddenly, the branches of the tree danced wildly, and from time to time there was a sound of wicker whipping in the air, and the color of the trunk slowly turned black from bottom to top, and the leaves and wicker began to slowly wither. The fruit is desperately absorbing nutrients and slowly growing, slowly growing from the size of an adult's fist to the size of a basketball.

There was also the sound of ghosts crying wolves, and the heavens probably thought it was too harsh, and the clouds became thicker and thicker, and finally the whole sky became like night, and then the clouds kept stirring above the trees, as if waiting for something.

When the trunk turned completely black, and the leaves and branches withered completely, the fruit was revealed, and it was now nearly one and a half meters in diameter, beating like a heart.

There was an even darker shadow inside, as if it were a baby. Slowly, the black ball was like a black lotus, slowly from the outside to the inside, one petal opened, and the surrounding sounds became more and more intense.

When a cry resounded through the heavens and the earth appeared, the surrounding sounds stopped abruptly, and the black lotus flower had completely bloomed, with a vague shadow of a baby in the center.

The clouds in the sky also stopped at this time, as if they had found their target, and a bright silver lightning burst out of it, falling straight towards the shadow, and the baby's cry sounded again, and bursts of black smoke rose from the bottom of the tree roots, condensing on the lotus, as if forming a protective umbrella, facing the lightning.

When lightning collided with the black mist, there was a howl that sounded like the death of many people. After the black mist completely disappeared, the lightning had a slight deviation and hit the edge of the lotus flower, and the outer layers of petals collapsed and disappeared, and the small shadow in the center was also affected, becoming even more dim.

It may have caught the first lightning bolt, which gave the shadow some confidence, and looked up at the sky, where more black mist emerged from the roots of the tree and condensed above the black lotus.

Before it could condense to half of what it had just now, a bolt of lightning like a pillar of light thundered down, and in the blink of an eye it reached the top of the shadow, the black mist was like foam, and it had no effect at all, and at this moment a seed separated from the black shadow, quickly fell downward, and disappeared, and the shadow, the lotus, the withered branches and leaves, were wiped out in the thunder, and part of the thunder fire burned to the trunk of the tree, but after a while, it was extinguished.

The clouds in the sky changed for a while, and it began to rain heavily.

The other side.

On that day, the parents took their son to the hospital to see a doctor, and there was no fault with the examination, which made the two adults breathe a sigh of relief. But why didn't you wake up? Doctors don't know.

The parents had no choice but to wait for two days in front of the child's hospital bed, and the child woke up, and then the three of them hugged each other tightly. The parents' expressions were very sincere, and they both cried, and the boy's face looked a little stiff, looking at his parents with a cold expression, as if he was looking at two strangers.

After the child woke up and had a check-up and no problems, the doctor decided that the child could be discharged. The child's parents did not leave like this, but negotiated with the scenic spot about compensation.

This accident is not only a little boy, but also a young man with serious corrosion all over his body, who is also living in this hospital. He had been in the intensive care unit for the first few days, out of danger, and it was only after the two days that he slowly stabilized and was admitted to a single room, where his parents and relatives came to visit the mummified young man.

These two people, plus the few who died, the compensation is not a small amount, and it took a long time to negotiate and reach an agreement. The scenic spot lost this money, which was really unjust, and it was obviously destroyed by them regardless of dissuasion.

Of course, such a dangerous tree species is unjustifiable to be a wishing tree in the scenic area.

When the matter subsided, the employees of the scenic spot put on special work clothes and planned to solve the culprit tree, but found that the tree had already been burned.

When the story was finished, Chen Yuanyuan looked at the stall owner who was selling the watch like an idiot, and walked into the distance with the inferior watch he had just bought. "It's enough to take out the bridges of third-rate novels."

When Chen Yuanyuan walked away, the stall owner poured a big sip of water, looked at the trunk that had been changed beyond recognition, and was a little distracted.

At this time, the fruit seller on the side patted him on the shoulder.

"Fooling people with that story again? You don't plan to say that when you meet people, you're not afraid of dying of exhaustion. The strong man who sold fruit wiped his sweat with a towel on his shoulder, and asked a little boredly.

"Then how can it be considered a fool? Obviously, part of it is true, and if you tell the story again, you can make a profit, and it is not a loss. The stall owner who sold the watch, his eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at the ticket he received with a smile.

"Also, you've opened a few times today, and you're a few days old, and I'm too bad." The strong man looked at the fruit he didn't sell much, and felt a little depressed.

The stall owner shook his head, and instead of answering, he asked about something else.

"You said that those young people, burning this wishing tree, can burn themselves to death, are they really talents?!" The stall owner said absent-mindedly.

"No, how stupid you have to be! Because of this, this scenic spot has not been open for several months, and now it has finally improved a little, so don't come to this idiot for a second time. When the strong man first spoke, with a mocking smile, he slowly became a little serious, and finally sighed.

"Lao Yangtou recently gave birth to a son, did you see that?" As if remembering something new, the stall owner got out of his chair and squatted with the strong man.

"I have been so old that I don't even have a stall now, and I play with my children at home every day. When he was so old, he married a young girl, which was enough. With an expression of envy, jealousy and hatred, the strong man looked at an empty stall, as if he saw an old man, smiling like a chrysanthemum.

"His kid is unusual, you know?" The stall owner looked around, felt that no one was paying attention, and whispered.

"What's wrong with your body?" The strong man's interest was aroused, and he asked in a low voice.

"That kid, he didn't have to be born long ago to call people, and now he can crawl, do you say it's amazing." The stall owner showed an envious expression as he spoke, and then thought about his own child, and smiled bitterly twice.

"So powerful? That old Yang Tou can be regarded as having picked up a treasure, and it seems that this kid will definitely have a chance in the future. In the mind of the strong man, he unconsciously thought of the profession of scientists, doctors and other masters.

"It's not necessarily, Lao Yang Tou is now worried about his children. The boy was fine, but there was a black pimple on the center of his eyebrows, and the doctor said that it might have grown into his brain, and it was not easy to treat. As he spoke, the stall owner showed an incomprehensible expression from a strong man, and narrowed his eyes.