Chapter 27 Barren Mountain Tung Tree
With a wave of my little hand, a bright blue screen suddenly appeared in front of me, reflecting a young man dressed as a scholar.
He should be the scholar who strayed into the Great Wilderness Mountain.
"Take a good look. β
Forget to worry, suddenly walked out of the blue light screen, she was wearing a pink wide-sleeved cardigan skirt, and she looked small.
I pursed my lips and looked away from her.
In ancient times, the Great Barren Mountain was still a bleak and barren land.
The young man is only seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in white, and his appearance is not good-looking, but he is also delicate.
He carried a bulging burden on his back, wiped the sweat from his head, stood on a large rock, and looked into the distance.
He kept walking, but it was as if he was trapped here.
When he walked to the same place for the sixth time, he finally stopped.
He wiped the sweat from his face and sat on the larger rock just now, leaning against the only paulownia tree on the barren mountain behind him.
Suddenly, as if he was hungry, his stomach gurgling.
The boy swallowed, put the burden on the ground, and slowly opened it.
There were only a few worn-out books and half a hard-looking steamed bun.
He smiled and took out the steamed bun and bit it happily, not feeling the slightest difficulty in swallowing.
Seeing that it was about to get dark, the boy ate the steamed buns and got up to find something to make a fire.
He took a large pile of dead grass, made a small pile, and lit it with a fire breaker, but the dry grass was quickly burned out.
After carrying the dead grass a few times, he seemed to realize that he couldn't always run back and forth like this.
He searched around and suddenly noticed the paulownia tree behind him.
The tree was long and leafy, and it was a great spectacle in this barren land.
The young man hooked his lips, rolled up his sleeves, and climbed up the paulownia tree with three strokes and five divisions, and raised his hand to break off a section of the branch.
"Eh!"
Suddenly, a scream.
The boy looked around in amazement, looking for the source of the sound.
"You little brat! Get off the old lady!"
The sound continued.
"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!"
The boy threw away the branch in panic and screamed, trying to climb down the tree, but his feet slipped and he fell straight to the ground.
The scene was terrifying.
Just as he fell to a place no more than ten centimeters above the ground, suddenly, green vines wrapped around his body and gently lifted him up.
"Ahh
The boy cried out, tears in his frightened eyes.
In the face of death, he also forgot the sentence that a man has tears and does not flick.
"What's the ghost called! If you call again, the old lady will throw you down!"
The boy looked left and right, and finally found the clue.
It turned out to be this paulownia tree talking!
"I beg you, let me go, I'm me, I've not bathed for many days, it's not delicious. β
The boy continued to struggle in the vines, begging his grandfather to tell his grandmother for a while, without the slightest upbringing as a scholar.
"Who said I was going to eat you. β
The voice became clearer and clearer, and the boy felt the vines on his body gradually relax.
Suddenly, a golden light flashed in front of her, and in the white-gold light, a woman walked out.
Sheβshe's even more beautiful than a fairy.
The woman was dressed in a golden loose yarn fairy dress, her long inky hair spread on the ground, and green vines were constantly surging behind her.
The fly in the ointment was that the little finger of her left hand was severed, and cyan juice was constantly leaking.
The boy stopped struggling, but he didn't let up in the slightest.
He was just surprised.
In this world, are even youkai so beautiful?
When I saw this, I suddenly felt that the woman's face was a little familiar.
I frowned, and suddenly turned my head to look at the side of Forget.
Forget your worries and stand there quietly, with a smile in your eyes.
The smiling eyes and small face are clearly a miniature version of the woman in the picture.
It turned out that the scholar met first was not a spirit girl.
It's about forgetting your worries.