"Don't eat it, stupid dog, be careful of poison!"

Fu Hongyang reacted and wanted to stop Doudou from eating the little ghost umbrella, but he was a step too late and broke Doudou's mouth, and there was no little ghost umbrella in it, and it swallowed it into his stomach.

There was only one big black ant, which fell from the corner of its mouth and escaped death.

"Stupid dog, you're going to die!" Fu Hongyang scolded Doudou on his lips, but he was not worried in his heart - he didn't like the stupid Doudou very well in the past two days, but in the past ten days or so since the disaster happened, Doudou has become an important partner in his resistance to loneliness, not just a dog.

"Wow!" Doudou didn't know anything about himself, and he probed his brain to grab the big black ant's imp umbrella.

"Well, it seems that you are crazy from hunger, and it is my lack of thought. Forget Doudou, don't eat this little ghost umbrella, I'll get you black birch seeds. He quickly got up, took the black tree seed from the trunk, and handed it to Doudou. But with this turn, Doudou took another bite of the little ghost umbrella.

Fu Hongyang pulled it and asked it to eat the black tree seeds, but it sniffed the black tree seeds, turned its head and rushed to the little ghost umbrella on the wooden board.

At this moment, the little ghost umbrella that has grown to hundreds has been eaten by it, and the big black ants on the remaining half are fleeing frantically - they feel the threat of Doudou, and they no longer dare to stay here to continue cultivating the little ghost umbrella, and they line up to flee quickly.

"Woo woo......" Doudou ignored Fu Hongyang's obstruction, continued to lick the little ghost umbrella, and while eating, he handed over a look that seemed to be "good things, you don't know how to enjoy".

Fu Hongyang gritted his teeth, endured the residual pain in his hands and climbed up the tree, took out the tree fruit he had picked from the tree house, and then handed it to Doudou.

Doudou was really interested in the fruit of the tree, so he ate it in a big gulp, but the little ghost umbrella on the wooden board had already been licked clean by it. Only the place where the imp umbrella grows, one by one, is cratered - it is caused by the nutrients of the wooden plank being absorbed by the imp umbrella.

For this, Fu Hongyang could only sigh, Doudou's life and death were left to fate.

If the life is big, the imp umbrella is non-toxic; If his life is not big, before he turns into a zombie, he will personally dig a pit and bury Doudou.

Seeing that the sky was already dark and it was about to get dark, he sent Doudou back to the tiled house, and he climbed up to the tree house and lay down in the tree house with his clothes.

Still can't sleep.

His thoughts were chaotic, and he was worried about Doudou for a while at first, hoping that Doudou would be safe, and thinking about how Doudou would continue to survive if he died. Then he thought of the big black ants and the little ghost umbrella growing on the wooden board, and he always felt that something was not right.

After a while, he figured out why something was wrong: "It's not raining now, the little ghost umbrella can't grow so fast, and I've never heard of ants growing mushrooms!" ”

Ants are such small things, Fu Hongyang not only lay on the side of the stone to watch them find food when he was a child, but also came into contact with a lot of small knowledge about ants on the Internet when he grew up. Ants are said to be known as "shepherds" in the insect world, which describes a symbiotic relationship between ants and other insects.

For example, ants can protect aphids and even carry them from one seedling to another, allowing them to multiply and grow.

This allows the ants to collect the honeydew that the aphids produce, or pull out.

Similar to this, there are scale insects, psyllids, cicadas, etc., and even ants actually cultivate fungi and breed many fungi in their burrows in case of emergency.

"Having said that, mushrooms are also a type of fungus, so it seems that it is not impossible for big black ants to grow imp umbrellas...... But it's more like the little ghost umbrella has mutated, so it can grow so many ghost umbrellas in an instant, but have the big black ants mutated? ”

If you mutate, you can't see it.

If there is no mutation, it is unbelievable that a ghost umbrella will be planted so soon.

"Forget it, whether it's mutated or not, what does it have to do with me." Fu Hongyang didn't think that a few little ants could have much to do with him.

He stretched out his hands in the darkness and pinched each other, mainly the wounds wrapped in strips of cloth.

The wound no longer felt much pain, and after eating a few fruit trees, the weakness and dizziness caused by excessive blood loss disappeared, but the green fiber-like silk threads that healed the wound left a deep uneasiness in his heart. He wished it was a superpower, but he always felt like he was parasitized by an alien.

"I don't know if Doudou has such a mutation."

He had eaten the scented black tree seeds, the beans had also eaten, and he had also eaten the scented fruit of the tree. I feel that this parasitic substance is caused by the fruit that emits a fragrance.

"I don't know if it's good or bad for a while, but from this injury alone, it seems like a good thing?"

The green fibers that can speed up wound healing will greatly reduce the risk of his wound not healing after being injured, which in turn improves his ability to survive.

But there are inexplicable things in the body, and there is always a little diaphragm.

"Ugh."

Eventually, all his thoughts turned into a sigh, and he yawned, and then before he was about to fall asleep, one last thought flashed through his mind: "I wonder what dreams I will have tonight?" ”

……

Dreamland.

Fu Hongyang clearly felt that he really began to dream again, that kind of experience that was both absurd and real, which belonged to a unique and strange sense.

I didn't incarnate as a black tree, and I didn't dream of myself.

He now "looks" at the three small saplings in his body, one in the brain, one in the heart, and one in the stomach.

It's not on a specific part of the body, it's more like a ...... He couldn't describe this phenomenon well, it was roughly similar to the meridians.

The meridians do not actually exist in the human body, and there is no scientific method to dissect the acupoints, which is more of an experience summary of Chinese medicine on the circulation of qi and blood in the human body. If you want to say whether it has an effect, Fu Hongyang has never paid attention to it, he only thinks of the meridians now, and it is the three small saplings that bring him this feeling.

It obviously grows in his own body, but it does not exist in the real flesh and blood, and it is as intangible, like a meridian.

"To put it mildly, the three little saplings actually grow in my three dantians? Remember that the human body seems to have an upper dantian, a middle dantian and a lower dantian? He remembered in a trance which fantasy novel he had read, which contained a description of dantians, and the protagonist was very powerful in opening up three dantians.

"Let's call the place where the small saplings grow dantian."

The three small saplings in the dantian have not continued to grow compared to last night, and the small blue-green fruits hanging on the branches are still not ripe.

But soon he noticed a slight difference, in the heart position, or the small sapling in the middle dantian position, the middle and upper part of the branch, pulled out a very small branch. The branch was not as big as a leaf, and there were several buds on it, which were about to stretch.

"Only the small saplings in the middle dantian have pulled out the second branch, and the small saplings in the upper dantian and lower dantian have not moved for the time being, and there is not even one more bud."

He didn't know what it meant, and he couldn't think about it in his dreams.

In a trance, he looked at the little sapling all night, not feeling the passage of time, and not knowing when the dream would dissipate.

When I opened my eyes again, it was just dawning.

It's a new day, March 15th.