Chapter 2 Is This Three Lives and Three Worlds?

When Sixi woke up, he found that he had been exposed to the sun, and there was only a patch of yellow sand in his line of sight, and there were no plants, no animals, let alone people. She hasn't figured out her situation yet, but the most intuitive feeling is heat and thirst, her whole body is hot from the heat, she is dizzy from thirst, and her feet are relatively cool. Although I have not been to the desert Gobi or anything before my death, but the basic common sense is still there, the temperature during the day is very high, not suitable for going out, you must find a place to rest, so as to spend the scorching sun during the day, and set off in the evening.

Si Xi wanted to turn his head to look around, but found that he couldn't turn his head, what was the situation?! Looking down, the dry branches and the non-dried branches are intertwined, and when you move your hands, the dry branches shake, and the leaves look a bit like a shuttle tree. I wanted to move my feet, and it took a lot of effort, well, I couldn't move. Si Xi was stunned, this is a shuttle tree that is about to dry up, and I don't know how long it will live?

Tree, a tree, or a tree in the desert, a tree that grows in the desert with human memory, Si Xi shouted in his heart. Scorched by the sun, she could only try to gather the branches and leaves that had not yet dried up, in order to reduce the evaporation of water, and stretched out her feet, or the heel of the tree, which should be called the heel of the tree, and firmly clumped the wet sand under her feet. I am still complaining in my heart, don't you have to come to the late Meng Po soup before reincarnation, why don't you let me drink the bowl first, at least I can make a tree happily, and now I can only grow here, what a great torment for people. This is nothing short of torture that destroys the human will.

It's a pity that Si Xi can't do anything, so he can only sigh in his heart.

Slowly, Si Xi gradually figured out the surrounding situation, because there was only one tree around, and there were no other creatures, not even the scorpions that were common in the desert. In this way, Sixi watched the yellow sand under the scorching sun during the day, and lived a life in the cold and watching the stars at night.

Day and night alternated, I don't know how long it took, Si Xi gradually found that the wet sand on the soles of her feet was slowly decreasing, some of the roots had withered, and there were more and more dry branches on her body, and then she lost consciousness in extreme thirst.

The fragrance of the earth drilled into Si Xi's nose, and his consciousness gradually returned, was it raining, slowly opening his eyelids, and entering the eyes was green, large leaves, and at the same time, there was a huge foot falling from the sky, and then the whole body was flattened pain, and a word "grass" popped out of Si Xi's mouth. Yes, this time she was a grass, but unfortunately the disaster came too quickly, and before she could properly appreciate the grass, she hung up again. Don't ask why "the wildfire burns inexhaustibly, and the spring breeze blows and grows again" didn't happen to her, the fact is that it didn't happen.

As the pain of the body being flattened slowly dissipated, Si Xi came back to life, surrounded by a field of flowers and willow green, she looked down, this time the body was longer, often the rhizome supported her body, a gust of wind blew, she began to sway from side to side, completely uncontrollable. Si Xi roared again in his heart: Do you dare to let the old lady drink a bowl of Meng Po soup first, just ask you if you dare!!

"What a beautiful little white flower is~" There was also a meat hand with the voice, and then there was no then, at this time, the upper half of Sixi was in this hand, and the lower half was still in place, and the pain in her waist reminded her that she was broken by her waist. The section was still bubbling with juice, and the painful Sixi howled and cried, of course, there was no sound.

All the images began to fade, the pain began to subside, and finally it was white again. Then there was the little fat boy, covered with golden light, standing in the air. Si Xi was still crying and hiccuping, and he was stunned for a while, unable to tell whether it was a hallucination before or the life and death of the third life that he had really experienced again.