At this moment, Luo Tian's eyes only had green leaves.

Holding the wooden box with both hands, it seems that Luo Tian himself has become a leaf, and the lines are spread out one by one, bearing small bud horns. The green leaves in his eyes slowly enlarged, dancing passionately like flames, and then gradually jumped out of Luo Tian's eyes and landed accurately on the ancient wooden box.

The two leaves were completely fused, one virtual and one real, one moving and one still. There was a fragile soft sound on the wooden box, like a wooden door slowly opening.

Luo Tian seemed to see something, but the scene was a little blurry, and he wasn't sure what it was. All he knew was that his body suddenly became very light, light, like a leaf floating in the air. The leaves slowly floated into the air, blown by the wind, through the treetops, over the flowers, and then slowly falling, falling on a flowing stream in constant swing. The water of the creek is very turbulent, the leaves gently sway a splash on the water, and the grasshoppers perched on the gravel on the bank that have always been green. The stream meanders through the mountains, and the water flows at a constant pace, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and the green leaves carrying grasshoppers rise and fall on the water, dodging the misaligned stones again and again.

There were many droplets of water on the leaves, and there were many more droplets splashing on the leaves, but it did not sink, but became more gorgeous in the torrent again and again.

The water flattened quickly, and the leaves slowly moved to the shore, and a splash came, but it hit the shore. The green grasshopper jumped down anxiously, and there was no trace of it in a few jumps. There is a lot of trivial dirt on the leaves, and as time slowly accumulates, the debris becomes more and more, and the heavy smell on it becomes heavier and heavier. Spring goes to autumn, the leaves never fly again, but the whole leaf gradually grows roots, the leaf body begins to sprout, revealing the tender green color, and after a long time, the body of the leaf is gone, and a long ivy grows in the original place. The large and small branches stretched out into the distance with thick leaves, and some of the vines had touched the surface of the water next to them.

Slowly, everything is changing. The flow of water in the creek slowly stopped, gradually exposing the riverbed below, and later, the riverbed was covered with green vine leaves, and more rhizomes dug into the ground.

The stems grew longer and longer, and the entire meadow was covered with vine leaves, and some even reached the foot of the distant mountain, and then grew aerial roots again, and actually climbed up on the mountain. The whole speed is not very fast, but after years of accumulation, most of the mountain walls have been covered with green, and vine leaves have grown on the mountain path......

On that high mountain, suddenly a woman descended from the sky, and her appearance was very vague, and her hair was all white. With a handshake, a vine leaf was removed, and the woman put it to her mouth and sniffed it, and smiled happily. At that moment, the clouds on the horizon shone with color.

"I like this color, and it's really a good dress!" the woman seemed to say two inconsequential words, and with a flick of her fingers, the green vine leaf flew into the wilderness, where there was a stream, where there were flowers and plants, and where there were green grasshoppers......

"From now on, you will be called a peacock!" the woman stretched out her hand to summon a cloud, which slowly rose in the green mountains.

Luo Tian was like a bystander, watching the whole picture. The picture is very realistic, and even every crawl of the vines is real. However, Luo Tian's heart was "banging" and beating, as if reminding Luo Tian all the time that he was the green leaf.

Chang Bao'er has been guarding Luo Tian by his side, he doesn't know when Luo Tian will wake up, he can only wait. Just when he was a little impatient and wanted to call Luo Tian again, Luo Tian opened his eyes.

The eyes are bright, and there is no blur or green.

Chang Bao'er wanted to speak, but suddenly she seemed to have discovered something, and her fingers began to tremble constantly.

The finger stretched out, pointing right at the wooden box that Luo Tian held in his hand. The wooden box is still rough, but there are no green leaves on the surface.

Luo Tian looked at the wooden box in his hand and was silent for a long time, he didn't know what to say, and he didn't even know what he was thinking at this moment. Scenes flashed in his mind, chaotic, some of them didn't even have any connection, he wanted to calm down, but suddenly found that his heart was originally quiet.

Gently stroking those wood-colored stripes with his hand, Luo Tian sighed deeply. He drew his dagger from his hand, carefully cutting through the wet dirt, and the flat grave pit slowly took shape under his feet.

Chang Bao'er thought that Luo Tian was going to continue to dig something, and his expression changed again, he still wanted to persuade Luo Tian to stop this obviously disrespectful behavior.

But he finally didn't speak, because Luo Tian was not digging the tomb and stealing the treasure this time, but wanted to put the wooden box back again. The movements in his hands were very gentle, as if he was touching his own child, and the ancient wooden box gradually fixed, and the four corners clung to the ground.

Luo Tian suddenly felt that the box seemed to be less flavorful, and he just looked uncomfortable. Jumping to the ground, Luo Tian slowly walked down the stone steps, and walked dozens of steps to find a few green leaves among the flowers. The green leaves were covered on the ancient wooden box one by one, Luo Tian still felt uncomfortable, and grabbed the leaves in one breath and lifted them up.

Looking at the ancient wooden box, Luo Tian thought about it, and finally smiled flatly. Holding a leaf in his hand, he slowly put it on the surface of the box, which was where the previous leaf rested, the leaf was not very flat, the tip of the leaf was slightly cocked, Luo Tian shook his head, grabbed a leaf again, and put it on it......

The short sword had been inserted into the crack in the stone, Luo Tian held a handful of dirt in both hands, and slowly sprinkled it on the top of the box, and pieces of particles continued to fall in the center of the ancient wooden box. There is a flat green leaf there.

Then, the dirt was pushed down, and the old wooden box was gradually covered.

Chang Bao'er wanted to know what was going on, but he didn't know how to ask. This is originally an unbelievable thing, and Brother Luo seems to be an unbelievable person.

The soil was filled, Luo Tian did not hesitate, moved the stone bricks again, first rammed the ground, and then put it down and pushed it with his hands, slowly bulldozing the ground. The stone bricks were once again neatly arranged, one after the other, more compact and stronger than before.

Luo Tian sat on the ground with his buttocks, leaving a line of sweat on his face, dripping onto the stone bricks.

"Don't ask anything, I'm more confused than you. Seeing that Chang Bao'er wanted to speak and stopped, Luo Tian picked up the short sword and said calmly.

Chang Bao'er scratched her head embarrassedly, thinking to herself, Brother Luo, who are you, and how many secrets do you have?

There was a lot of dirt stuck to the dagger, and even the hilt was no longer visible. Luo Tian had no choice but to lay the short sword flat, press the tip of the sword with one finger, and rub the hilt of the sword back and forth with the other hand on the stone brick, the soil was loose and had stuck to the stone brick.

"Huh?" There was a thin pain in his fingertips, like a pinprick prick. But with the sliding of the short sword, the tip of the sword pierced the finger.

Patting the dirt on his hands, Luo Tian first wiped his fingers with his clothes, only to see a bright red bead of blood slowly emerging from his fingertips.

This time, Luo Tian did not habitually put his fingers in his mouth, but stared intently at that inch of skin.

It's strange that there is only one drop of blood on the fingertips, and it is a little red and shiny. Normally, it should be a continuous outflow and then start to cool down slowly after a certain period of time.

No one else pays attention to such details, and who cares if it's one drop of blood or two?

But Luo Tianhui, for eight years, he has always deeply observed every detail of his body. He wasn't sure when he would die of poison, but he cherished his body and knew it better.

The red blood beads no longer swelled, but dried up little by little, Luo Tian clearly saw the shrinkage of the blood beads, it did not break, nor did it flow down. It's like it's being evaporated little by little.

Then, the beads of blood faded away, and a small slit appeared on the fingertips.

Luo Tian's eyes were shining, he didn't believe that this would happen, it was impossible.

I saw that the blood on the slit was getting darker and darker, and it was actually scabbed in the blink of an eye. Although the wound is small, it is absolutely impossible to recover so quickly.

The tiny scab began to fall off at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Luo Tian's breathing became heavier and heavier, and he couldn't accept it. It's so fast!

Luo Tian's fingers rubbed on the palm, and when he looked again, he found that there was no blood scab, more precisely, there was nothing, and the fingertips actually returned to their original state, even more ruddy than before.

Surprise and nervousness appeared on Luo Tian's face at the same time, and he had to believe in this exciting fact: his body was recovering much faster than ordinary people. But he wasn't sure if it was good or bad, it was simply an anomaly.

Looking at Luo Tian's movements, Chang Baoer was very puzzled, in fact, Luo Tian had brought him enough incomprehension. He wasn't sure if he still knew Brother Luo as he had imagined, and he didn't know how many long, long stories there were about Brother Luo.

Luo Tian smiled, but a lot of sweat oozed from his face. What a strange and strange look!

The dirt on the body of the dagger has been worn off, revealing the rust on the surface again. Luo Tian pinched the tip of the sword with his fingers, pointed the hilt of the sword at Chang Bao'er, and said, "Insert my sword and try it." ”

Chang Bao'er thought she had misheard and asked, "Brother Luo, what did you say?"

"I said stick a sword in me and try it. Luo Tian repeated it again.

Chang Bao'er hurriedly shook her head, and even because the amplitude was too large, the hair on the back was thrown up.

Luo Tian didn't speak again, but grabbed Chang Bao'er's hand with his other hand and put the hilt of the short sword on his palm.

Feeling the cool temperature coming from the hilt of the sword, Chang Bao'er tried to shake it, but finally spread out her palm again. "Brother Luo, what's wrong with you? Are you sure you don't have a problem with your brain?"