"Eh, okay, stop, Shi Lan don't grow taller."

The old woodcutter's voice echoed abruptly in Shi Lan's mind, and Shi Lan subconsciously complied.

The canopy of the tree stopped spreading, and the clothes and bookcases were wrapped in branches and leaves at Shi Lan's will, held high and hidden in the canopy.

Although Shi Lan is alone in the forest, she is a banyan tree, which is different from the surrounding trees, and it is reasonable to be special, but the verdant under the snowy sky is unconvincing.

Fortunately, the banyan tree is too tall to be seen from the air, so even if someone passes by, it is difficult to notice the abnormality.

The soldiers came looking for their footsteps, but at that time, Shi Lan was running in a panic, and the footsteps were complicated, and the soldiers did not notice the big banyan tree, but just looked for another footstep and continued to move forward.

After a night of wind and snow, all the past was buried.

Shi Lan also put on a snow suit, stretched his waist slightly in this cold morning, and the slightly swaying branches shook off some snowflakes and sprinkled them one after another, like another snow falling.

Back to the life of the tree, Shi Lan is very unaccustomed, as a person, she always likes to be in a daze, sometimes she can be motionless for a long time, but she can change back to the tree, but she wants to move, occasionally the wind rises, she will always take this to dance the branches, and she is never tired of it.

There are many things that can't be done, such as sword practice, eating, eating, and moving, and they can't be done, and they often have troubles, and Shi Lan can only use this to have fun so that he won't feel sad.

It has only been more than a year since I entered this world, but I feel happier than hundreds of years.

The soldiers did not find the person who was arrested, but there was a lot of evidence to prove the existence of this person, so they did not withdraw their troops, but stationed at the foot of the mountain and continued to blockade Dalin Mountain.

After a few more days, a special group of people came, and they quietly entered Dalin Mountain without alerting the garrison soldiers.

The wind was louder than ever, whistling through the mountains and forests, and a man jumped between the branches with the strength of the wind, and did not stir a single piece of snow between the ups and downs.

When he was about to reach Shi Lan's head, Shi Lan didn't want to be stepped on by him, so he swung the branch slightly and shifted the direction.

The man didn't pay attention, and he stepped on the air and fell, but fortunately, he was as light as a swallow, and with a wave of his sleeves, the breeze blew, supporting him to descend slowly.

The man looked at the tree with some confusion.

Shi Lan immediately tensed up, not daring to move the slightest in the man's harsh gaze, thinking, "Don't find out that Shi Lan will never dare again."

"Delusion? It's probably because I've been on the road for the past few days, and I haven't slept well. ”

The man turned around and was about to jump up again, when he suddenly turned around and remembered the carbine, a silver light flew out of his sleeve, and quickly stuck to the tree, into the wood.

It was still quiet, and there was no other sound, and the man drew his dagger, thoughtfully, and left after a moment.

Before Shi Lan could breathe a sigh of relief, there was another sound of breaking the sky in the sky, and a person stepped on an iron sword from a distance.

Shi Lan was a little excited, she recalled that the senior brother and the little flower basket had also used this move, thinking about it like this, even if they didn't know each other, they should know about it.

Shi Lan wanted to make a voice to call this person, but he couldn't, so he had to dance the branches and make a rustling sound.

But this man didn't pay attention, swept by, and disappeared into the vast forest.

In addition to these two people, there were many strange people who arrived on this day, including muscular men without shirts, gentle and elegant scholars with books in their hands, and women in splendid robes with a smile and intoxication......

All kinds of things in the world have gathered in this small and ordinary forest mountain in a few days.

Even if Shi Lan is not familiar with the world, he has also noticed the strangeness in it, what these people are looking for is himself.

Why? Because Shi Lan is the "monster" in their mouths?

Thinking of the man who threw the dagger at him before, Shi Lan felt frightened, and his horror level was not worse than that of a Taoist priest, so he dispelled the idea of asking them about the senior brother and the little flower basket.

In fact, Shi Lan doesn't know how to speak out now, let alone ask, so it doesn't matter if he thinks about it like this, just be a tree with peace of mind, so that eighteen years can pass faster.

These people searched for a day in Dalin Mountain, and then heard that some soldiers had been attacked by tigers on the day of the encirclement and suppression, and the blockade had been interrupted, so they left in this direction for most of them, and only a few who did not give up still stayed here.

It was another month before the people who could not find their target left, and then the garrison also withdrew, and peace was restored in the mountains.

After that, there were rumors in the nearby countryside that it was said that a monster was born in the mountains of Dalin, and the magistrate sensed the call of the mountain god, and asked the general's office to transfer troops to come to encircle and suppress the monster, and now the monster has been suppressed, and the mountain god sent a big insect to guard here.

Rumors flowed out, the villagers avoided it, how dare they enter Dalin Mountain again, and regardless of whether the monster exists or not, the big insect must be true, that day the tiger roared in the mountains and forests, but many people heard it, this era is not a fierce general who is not a thousand enemies in the army, and a few dare to brush the tiger's whiskers.

The mountain was quiet for a long time, Shi Lan began to miss Grandpa and Grandma, so she walked towards Grandpa and Grandma's place, but her pace was very slow, and she only moved a few meters after the whole winter.

Some people will ask, since Shi Lan can become a human, why not walk the hundreds of steps that are not far away as a human being?

In fact, in Shi Lan's view, although people go fast, but they go very slowly in time, and one year after entering the WTO is as long as a hundred years for a tree, she would rather walk slowly as a tree, anyway, she has eighteen years, and she is not in a hurry at all.

As winter turns to spring, the vegetation grows wildly in the mountains and grows more luxuriant than ever before, and all the wooden houses in the mountains, the graves behind the houses, and even the roads that pedestrians have stepped on are all covered.

As everything grows, a tree root passes through the soil and wraps itself around two wooden coffins.

The longer the time, the more I missed it, and finally Shi Lan gave up his slow pace, and with the power of spring, the roots spread to the grave, and he could be regarded as being able to accompany him.

The spring rain continued and hazy the mountains, Shi Lan stretched out his roots from the soil, and the branches grew, as if holding up an umbrella, covering the vast rain curtain for the two graves.

The summer sun is in the sky, scorching the earth, but it is shady in front of the grave, and the birds and cicadas are chirping on the branches, so lively.

After the autumn harvest, people came to the mountains, Zhang Ertie and his son took a sickle and opened a path in the barren grass with difficulty, and finally came to the grave to put the sacrifices on the table, although they were surprised by the luxuriance of the grass and trees, and left without chatting a few words.

The winter snow is coming, the cold wind blows the leaves, only the big banyan tree is evergreen, and the heavy snow overnight dyes the crown white again, and the only abruptness is also obscured.

If anyone who knows the plants and trees sees it, they will be curious, the banyan tree is not cold-tolerant, why there is a banyan tree growing in this snowy land, and it is so tall and lush, at a glance, you will know that it is at least a hundred years old. It's a pity that since that incident, Dalin Mountain has been inaccessible, let alone knowledgeable.

In this way, the four seasons go back and forth, the years in the mountains are not as good as the world, there is no complexity, there is no hustle and bustle, and the simple passage of time is a few years.

One day after the spring rains, a couple came up on the mountain, about thirty, the man was dressed in armor and carrying a bag; The woman is dressed in a thin skirt and holds a baby in her arms.

Shi Lan noticed them and watched them walk all the way towards the tomb, there was no laughter or laughter, both of them were silent, only the baby babbling and calling ignorantly.

Closer, Shi Lan found that the man was missing his left arm and had a shallow scar on his cheek.

With the support of the woman, the man knelt down towards the wooden plaque and slammed his head to the bottom.

"Mother, old man, your melon baby is back."

In an instant, the emotion exploded, the man howled and cried, and the baby on the side seemed to feel such emotions, and cried, only the woman was tender like water, kneeling on the side and hugging the man softly, comforting softly, but tears also wet her clothes while talking.

After a long time, the baby's crying was the first to stop, and she held her little finger aggrievedly, when suddenly her other hand reached out, grabbed the man's hair, and giggled.

The child's laughter was crisp and pleasant, like a lark, and hit the man's heart, and the man looked up at the baby in the woman's arms, and he saw the sun, bright and warm, and all his sorrow was soothed at this moment.

After a long time, after the man cheered up, he began to renovate the tomb, removing the weeds around it, leaving only Shilan, a small tree that sheltered the two tombs from the rain.

"All things have spirits, and it is true. This tree grows so well, it's like a home. ”

"Old man, you always said that you can't find a daughter-in-law as a soldier, so I don't want to go, didn't I bring it back to you today, why don't you wait anymore, you can't even see your granddaughter's face, you say you don't lose money."

"Come, Qing'er, I've seen your grandpa and grandma."

"Mother, this is your granddaughter, only by her nickname, Qing'er. Didn't you always say that you learned to read and write with the eldest lady of the General's Mansion? I just thought that coming back would give you a big name, but I didn't expect to be able to catch up, Qing'er Qing'er, Qiao Qing'er, it's actually pretty good, right, old man? ”

The man chattered as he worked.

After the repair, it was three bows and nine bows before leaving.

It was nearly dusk, and the smoke rose again from the wooden house that had been deserted for a long time.

Drifting from afar, Shi Lan seemed to be able to smell the fragrance, and she suddenly had a slight impulse to go back to that room, sit on the bench and wait for the food to be served, and then have a beautiful meal.

Just thinking that there were no longer grandpa and grandma in that room, but strange men and women, Shi Lan dispelled this idea, although she knew that this was the eldest brother who went to join the army that Grandpa and Grandma occasionally mentioned, but when she saw it, she still felt very strange, like a passerby passing by by chance on the streets of Dalin City.

The couple lived in a log cabin and lived an ordinary life as a man and a weaver.

However, Lao Qiao's family did not have a field, so the man inherited Lao Qiao's work, and the lack of an arm did not seem to have an effect on him, wielding an axe to open and close like a battlefield fight, and he played a small and sold firewood with Lao Qiao, which was also familiar with the doorway, and he quickly got started.

What is surprising is Qiao Yang's wife, who has a good job in the female red, and opened a shop in the village under the mountain, and everyone from ten miles and eight towns patronizes it, just to ask for a good cloth.

People say that Lao Qiao is a good person with good rewards, his son became a little general, and the daughter-in-law he married was ingenious.