There were a few very funny clouds floating in the sky, and the sun shone through those clouds on the dry old tree in front of the house, and there was a small pool next to the old tree, but the tree was still dry, which made people feel very strange.

Jiraiya, who had just turned a year old, came over curiously, squatting beside the tree and looking at the old tree.

I looked at the roots of the old tree, and found that the roots of the tree still contained huge vitality, intertwined roots, densely spread throughout the small pool.

Jilai also stood up again, looked at the dry trunk of the old tree, and found that there was no trace of trauma, he slapped it a few more times, the sound was crisp, and it didn't look like he had been persecuted by some tree insects.

Zilai also looked up at the old tree that made him feel towering, and couldn't help but be amazed:

"What a strange tree, other trees have deep roots and thick leaves, but this tree has deep roots and withered leaves, just like using leaves and trunks to nourish the roots, or is this old tree of different varieties, or do you want to show off your personality?"

Tang San, who had just come back from the small hill on the side, naturally heard the murmur of Jiraiya, and he was also curious and trotted all the way over.

"Brother, this tree is so strange! How come I've never seen one before? ”

The little boy's immature voice sobered up Zilai, who had just fallen into deep thought, and Zilai also looked at the child in front of him, and said with a little doubt: "Little San, this was planted by my father ten months ago, haven't you seen it?" ”

The little boy named Tang San touched his head, looked at the old tree in front of him and muttered, "It seems that it wasn't a few months ago, brother, you can't be mistaken." ”

Suddenly, as if he had said something, he quickly covered his mouth, and he didn't care about him, but said lightly:

"This tree is called Konoha! It's just that why it's so weird, I don't know. After speaking, he turned his head, and looked at his younger brother in front of him with sharp eyes, and he was very puzzled, are the children of this world all freaks who can speak in a month or two? It's okay to talk for a month or two, the key is that the younger brother in front of me even remembers a few months ago.

Tang San couldn't help but dodge his eyes when he saw Jiraiya staring at him with burning eyes, and lowered his head casually, not daring to look directly at Jiraiya's gaze.

If he hadn't really noticed how innocent and well-behaved and naïve this younger brother in front of him was. He even had to think that this Tang San was also reborn.

After a while, the little boy raised his head and saw that Jilai was staring at him, his heart was pounding violently, so he couldn't help but pretend to change the topic and said: "Is this tree sick or not, I heard Grandpa Jack say that no matter whether it is a person or a tree, it will get a strange disease." ”

Zilai naturally couldn't answer, so he shook his head helplessly.

At this moment, Tang Hao, who had a serious face, walked over, he looked at the two sons in front of him, his heart was mixed, he stood in a daze for a while, and then said to Zilai and Tang San in a low voice: "Tang Wu, Tang San, it's time to eat." ”

After saying that, he raised his foot and wanted to leave, but at this time, Tang San hurriedly ran over and stopped him.

"What, is there something wrong, junior?"

The man's face was very indifferent, and his voice said to Tang San almost without a trace of emotion.

Tang San touched his head in embarrassment and said, "Father, look, why did this old tree wither like this?" There was a water source nearby, and the roots of the tree were cut intact, but the trunk and leaves withered and withered like this. ”

As he spoke, Tang San's hand also pointed at this strange old tree, and his eyes looked at his father with a look full of inquiry.

Tang Hao's brows were already frowning, but suddenly they were almost twisted together, he took two steps, and came to the old tree, and pressed his hand on the strange old tree. After a while, he withdrew his hand and replied lightly, "He's sick." ”

With that, he indifferently opened his legs and walked towards the small thatched hut opposite.

At this time, Zi Laiye's voice drifted into his and Tang San's ears.

"But I don't think he's sick, it's that he's lost the grass he needs to protect and the only thing he cares about, and he doesn't have the courage to live in loneliness, but the pool next to him makes him unable to survive, he can't die." So we just need to revive the withered grass, and the old tree will come back to life. ”

Tang San nodded very ignorantly, and said to his father Tang Hao, "Father, then can you save her?" I don't want that withered tree to die like this, after all, we've been with us for almost a year. ”

At this time, Tang Hao's eyes flickered obviously, his brows were tightly locked, and there was silence for a while, and after a few breaths, he said lightly: "Xiaocao is dead, it can't be saved, and the heart of the dead tree has been completely dead, and there is no hope." ”

His eyes were red, as if he remembered something painful, his body trembled slightly, he glanced back at the two of them, and strode into the thatched hut...............