"This Praise Tree Festival is the day when the old banyan tree in the village at the bottom of the tree is planted, as you can see, the banyan tree we are in is so huge. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info its leaves, which can cure colds, coughs, and even malaria. Its aerial roots can treat redness, swelling and bruises of milk moths, and its bark can treat skin diseases. The big tree that has been quietly benefiting this village all this time has no name, maybe it once existed but no one remembers it. Many believe that it was planted by the elves, long before we know history, at the beginning of the sixth plastic moon of that year. Some say it's 10,000 years old, some say it's magic. I always thought it had to have some amazing story, and I was looking for it all my life. The gray-haired village chief Bill said, "When I was a child, it was my dream to climb to the top of this tree. The other children in the village thought the same thing, and the adults didn't allow us to do it. Later, like other older children, I finally conquered the tree. I didn't dare tell my parents that they didn't like it. But my friends were happy for me and called me Felix Tree Climber. I'm very happy to have this title and for a while I like to climb to the top of the tree again and again. Looking at the village, it seems that he has really become a hero complimented by the children. There is also the Praise Tree Festival that year, and the people in the village bring their own good dishes to add a lively atmosphere to the festival, the children in the village, and the farmers who work. They all practiced walking the tightrope and throwing and catching the ball for the sake of the festival's entertainment program. There's a lad Toby, who can play toss and catch on tightrope. It's such a great memory, sometimes I think about them until my stomach starts to protest......"

"And what is the story of this tree?" asked Abner, "you said you had been looking for the story behind it." ”

Chief Felix Beale thought for a long time and said, "I'm afraid I don't remember what I said, my child. ”

Clinos smiled and pulled Raebner's clothes and said, "It's time for us to let the old gentleman continue to enjoy the festive season, isn't it?"

Ebner didn't quite understand what Klinos meant, but he stopped the inquisitive conversation and let the village chief Bill continue to watch the show.

The four of them came to see the festival party held in Tree Bottom Village tonight, but they were actually forced by Abel's watery eyes. As soon as he arrived under the banyan tree, Abel was nowhere to be seen. In the party under the tree, there are entertainers who laugh and amuse, and poets who hold the lute, and naturally the tightrope walking and ball throwing and catching that the village chief Bill said. However, the protagonist of the party was the food served to the scene, and the villagers did their best to make the festival even more memorable. Compared to the annual event, poultry and livestock are not a problem. Full of food, more than 100 long tables were filled. Clinos probably counted at least 130 of these long tables. There were about 4,000 villagers present, and even then the open space under the trees was not half occupied.

Abel happily ran around, turning Clinos around in a hurry. Leaving a trace on him, Clinos was relieved to experience the festive spirit. Walk to the long table and enjoy the food.

"Why don't you continue to talk to Chief Bill?" said Ebner, who still didn't understand.

Clinos shoved a piece of lemon cake into his mouth and said, "The old village chief is very old, and he is probably not lightly confused. Have you ever heard of the stubborn diseases of those old people, among which the forgetful dementia is the most helpless. ”

Ebna couldn't decide what to eat, and the food on the table didn't make it seem like there was enough for his eyes.

"I'm sorry I wasn't listening, what did you just say?" said Ebner, embarrassed.

Clinos swallowed the lemon cake in his mouth and said, "I'm saying, some people are old. Like you, you will be absent-minded, dull and forgetful, and sometimes forget the content of the conversation, or the subject of what you have spoken about before. Even immersed in the memories of the past, in the end I can't tell what is the present and what is the past. Reason and skill slowly faded, like a lump of salt slowly melting in water, until it looked like a child who didn't know anything...... Holy Spirit, these lemon cakes are so delicious, you should try them. ”

"It's a really sad situation, and it's hard to accept just imagining that your mind will peel off a little bit. What should you do if you're in the middle of it?" Ebner picked up a piece of lemon cake and put it in his mouth.

"Don't be discouraged, these things will pass quickly. How can you expect to remember your anger at an emergency when you can't even remember what you've said?" Clinos picked up another baked snail and looked at it, "I wish I knew how it tasted, and then I would consider whether to eat it or not." ”

Perhaps this disease is used by God to remove our fear of death, that we are born in a blank consciousness and die in a blank consciousness. This will comfort many who fear death. Abner said.

"Are you afraid of death?" asked Clinos.

"Aren't you afraid?"

"I can't say that I have no fear of death, even before the Holy Spirit of death. But when I think about it, I try not to get into it. Just like I tried to figure out how to make a cube with a volume of 2, this is the end of our sanity. Clinos took the snail in his hand and looked at it, hesitating to put it in his mouth.

Serena trickily came out and said, "It tastes like a mushroom, and it's much easier if you imagine it as a mushroom growing in a shell." ”

Saying that, Serena skillfully solved a baked snail.

Clinos looked at it in shock, and the flesh on his face was about to twist into a piece: "I'd better forget it, there are so many good things left for my stomach, and I don't want to lose my appetite now." ”

"Your loss......" Serena walked into the crowd and lost her track.

"What is she doing?" asked Abner.

"Looking for her favorite dishes, intelligence and blood. Clinos said, "Probably......"

Serena walked among the audience at the party, having already come into contact with many village committee members. They were all voters and recommended members of the village committee, all honest farmers, treasurers, and scholars, but there was nothing important in the village. Originally, the village council and its affiliated organizations were responsible for security patrols, maintaining order, and providing welfare, but now these functions were gradually taken over by the commissioners sent by the Empire and its "Imperial Guard".

The village politicians along the way confided the news, from the empire 382 to the present for a full 30 years. The Imperial Commissioners and their "Imperial Guard" have been flying high and domineering over small villages like Tree Bottom. The taxes were ridiculously high, and the tyrannical Imperial Commissioners couldn't see a single silver coin in the peasant's house. The only thing the villagers can be thankful for is that they did add a shelter to their old church and also served as a hospital.