"When I was a little girl, I loved going there the most. Sometimes, I'll sit on the lawn, or watch the ants running back and forth, or watch the bees flutter up and down with their golden wings. There is no one else here but me, and I have it to myself. In that paradise, I was in a single world, and my heart was pure, and I felt that I had already become a part of the clear blue sky, which made me cry tears of happiness. Those tears were not sadness, nor loneliness, but had been sublimated into an indescribable impulse and gratitude in the heart. So, I think I've seen that paradise myself as a place of respite for the soul.

"Slowly, I grew up and started a new life in Dongzhou. However, I have not forgotten the spiritual home that has touched my heart. I remember that in the center of that place, there were three willow trees, and even if I closed my eyes at any time, the situation of those three willow trees would clearly appear in front of my eyes, really!"

When Juanzi spoke of this, her pale cheeks were flushed, and her blue eyes were clearer and more beautiful, as if she was intoxicated by her dreams.

Lang Xiaobai looked at her big shining eyes, recalling her words, and suddenly, a sensitive question passed through his mind and flashed back.

"Three trees...... Willow...... Three Willow Trees...... Willow ......"

"Oh, I see, it must be a willow! It must be the crazy old woman Bucher who has almost lost her teeth, so she can't speak clearly, this weird question finally has an answer, and the doubts are suddenly solved, Lang Xiaobai feels very happy.

But what do the three willow trees mean? What does that mean? Since the crazy old woman mentioned this, it must not be for no reason, is there a connection between the three willow trees and the vain attempt to kill Juanzi? That may be hiding some shady secret. ”

With such a thought in his heart, Lang Xiaobai listened attentively to what Juanzi said.

"The three willow trees were planted in the hills of the upper reaches of the creek, and I longed to visit them. So I slowly crossed the little wooden bridge, landed on the island, and then crossed another small wooden bridge to the shore, and walked along the river to the upper reaches of the river, and looked around, and there was not a single willow tree on the hill.

"I looked around dejectedly, and to my astonishment, I found the three willow trees that had been lost for a long time in the upper reaches of the river."

"They must have been moved there by someone else."

"I think that's the case too."

"I'd love to visit there, so please be your guide, okay?"

Lang Xiaobai and Juanzi crossed the small wooden bridge one after the other and walked to the hilly area upstream of the river.

"At that time, I used to look out at other estates and enjoy the view of the village. When he was tired, he gently lay down in the shade of the willows to rest. However, there was no trace of the three willow trees in front of him. ”

They continued up the riverbank, and then they came across a low-lying area. Three willow trees were planted side by side.

Lang Xiaobai asked Juanzi:

"What is it that spoils the good scenery on the hills and replants three willow trees into this depression? What a pity! Your sister Xie Yan might know more, right?"

"I had already asked, and she didn't know. She told me that maybe the willow tree had grown here, and that she couldn't remember exactly. ”

"In that case, have you asked the old servant of the family, Ah Cai?"

"Naturally, I asked. He only said that it seemed that the three willow trees did not grow here, and he did not dare to draw conclusions about this, but only doubted it. ”

"And what about the others? Did you ask?"

"Yes. I also asked the old woman who was doing chores at home for advice. ”

"By the way, isn't it Granny Liu?"

"Yes, that's her. Do you know she can't?"

"Yes, I already know her. When I met her, she told me some weird things. ”

"What did she tell you?"

"I think she's going to be a crazy old woman, I don't understand what she's saying. It's just that she kept saying 'Three Charlies' over and over again, and only now did I know it was about three willow trees. ”

"That's how it was. After the old man's son was unfortunately killed by a broken tree, he began to become nervous, and it seems that her condition is so bad that it must have something to do with the three willow trees.

At this point, Juanzi was already squatting on the lawn, and she put her hand on her face and began to whimper and cry.

Lang Xiaobai felt that Juanzi was a little too excited, because her condition was not completely healed, and her body had not fully recovered, so it was really unwise to let her come out in this way. In fact, Juanzi still needs a certain amount of time to recuperate.

So, Lang Xiaobai hurriedly took Juanzi back to the manor and asked her to go back to the bedroom to rest for a while. Lang Xiaobai let her go to bed and slept peacefully, and also let her take a little tranquilizer, and soon, Juanzi fell asleep.

Another two days passed, and after Juanzi was basically stable, she recounted it in more detail.

"Those three willow trees have really been tampered with, they were transplanted. It's just that I don't know who did it, and for what reason. Therefore, they have been a mystery for a long time.

"Then I had another strange thing. Since I had always felt that there must be something in this manor that I had been forever nostalgic for when I was a girl, I began to look around.

"Until one point, I came to the old warehouse in the backyard, where my grandfather used to do his experiments, and it was a small building. My grandfather was an old man of few words, and he was not used to socializing, but spent his days doing research, or doing his chemical experiments, or experimenting with early magic, or searching for ways to alchemy.

"The tables in the warehouse for experiments are filled with all kinds of kerosene stoves and alcohol lamps, and there are test tubes made of glass of different heights next to them. In the corner of the wall of the warehouse, there was a wooden chest filled with a notebook of the results of my grandfather's various experiments and various drawings he had made.

"I found a map of the village in Taojinqiao Village from the big box. This map was made by my grandfather earlier, and although I was still young at the time, I still contributed to the formation of this map.

"When I was a kid, I was happiest to be able to do something for my grandfather. I often help him measure the land with a soft ruler, and I also help him carry the triangle board. My grandfather liked to carry a sketchpad over his shoulder and draw a map of the terrain on a wide sheet of paper. He painted the grasslands green, the rivers blue, and the island's pigeon lofts in red triangles.

"I found this old map and was so excited. It reminded me of my grandfather's kind face, and even more so of the powerful voice he had when he beckoned me to help him. He once complimented me and said, 'My dear little Juanzi, it is because of your true help that my work has been carried out so smoothly.' When I think of these words, my whole body and mind warm, and my grandfather's love is everywhere. Although the old map is now yellowed, it still smells of mustiness. Still, I cherish it with me, and it's a permanent memory of my grandfather. Lo and behold, that map is here. ”