"I don't know who arranged these patrols, and there are very few dead ends. He said in a low voice, "If it's the Marquis of Zhenbei, then this person really has some ability." ”

Yan Saburo also felt that the arrangements of the various groups of patrols were interspersed very closely, fortunately, Qu Yunhe was experienced, otherwise he would have been exposed long ago when he traveled alone.

Finally, the two sneaked to the north of Xie Jiatun, which is the entrance to the valley.

If you live here, you will hold the whole valley, and it is obvious that the guards have taken a fancy to the terrain here and set up a town.

Now that the jungle has retreated due to human logging, Tsubame Saburo can see the wooden stakes left at the edge of the woodland.

Quyunhe is still advancing.

His goal was the forest on the hillside of the valley.

He quickly stopped, though, because there was a human voice right in front of him.

In the middle of the woods, a few people stood in front of a large tree, as if arguing.

Four or five of them were dressed as civilians, both middle-aged and elderly. Standing opposite them were two officers of the Guard.

There were guards nearby, and Yan Saburo didn't dare to approach, but his sensitive ear power caught the fragmentary words blowing from the forest wind.

The elder at the front said anxiously: "The divine tree has a spirit, and it really can't be cut." It has stood in the village for more than 200 years, and Xie Jiatun relies on it to bless peace!"

Yan Saburo looked at it intently, and sure enough, the big tree pointed out by these people was quite extraordinary, and its height was at least more than ten zhang (more than 30 meters). Although it is the middle of winter, and there is not half a leaf in sight on the snow-covered branches, its branches are stretched and the canopy is broad, and it is clear that spring and summer must be a shade of the sun.

It is also the tallest tree in the neighborhood.

The officer laughed: "It is the army and the Hou Ye who protect your safety, how can it be a tree that does not move?"

"Master Jun, you don't know. "The terrain here is like a funnel, and there are often torrential rains and flash floods. But there is a sacred tree standing here, and there has never been a great flood in the valley. This summer, seven or eight places were hit by floods, and countless people died, but only Xie Jiatun was unharmed. ”

Yan Saburo thought about it, and it was true that the shape of this valley was like a gourd, and the location of Xie Jiatun happened to be at the mouth of the gourd, which was still a low-lying place. If there is a lot of water in the valley, Xie Jiatun will indeed not be able to escape.

The officer laughed twice: "What does this have to do with the big tree? Can it hold back the flood?"

"It's true. "In the cold winter, the village elder is so anxious that he is about to sweat out," This tree is auspicious in the valley, and whoever moves it will suffer trouble. We had a naughty kid who scribbled and carved words on a tree. And guess what! When he went back to Tu'an this summer, the river flooded and he drowned!"

He patted the tree: "You mean, if we cut it down, it will be a disaster? Ha, that's not easy to do." Our Hou Ye has designated it as the pillar of the flag tower, and it will have to be cut down tomorrow. ”

The flag tower is the tallest building in the whole military town, not only planting flags, but also shouldering the function of lookout, and the army certainly hopes that the higher it will be built, the better. This tree is tall, and it is perfect to cut it down to make a ready-made main pillar.

The village bosses were shocked and pleaded vigorously.

The officer said impatiently: "I am also acting on orders. If you want to keep it, you go and beg the Hou Ye. ”

"When will Master Hou come?"

"That's hard to say. The officer squinted at them, "I'm not qualified enough to grasp the whereabouts of Master Hou." ”

It's not nice to talk about, but it's still the same reason. When will it be the turn of a subordinate official to grasp the whereabouts of the leading general? But the village elders will not care about this, and they are full of complaints.

The officer was tired of hearing this, waved them away, and walked back to Xie Jiatun himself.

After two quarters of an hour of noise, the woodland finally returned to calm.

Qu Yunhe kept frowning, and when everyone was gone, he pointed to the big tree and said to Yan Sanlang: "Go up the tree." ”

"Huh?" Yan Saburo couldn't help but be surprised, "This is the gold tree?"

"It's not. Qu Yunhe whispered, "How can the gold tree stand here in a grand manner?"

"Then why climb the tree?" "If you want to save a gold tree, you have to climb another tree first, what is this program?"

As for the big tree in front of him, why does Xie Jiatun call it a sacred tree?

Chitose didn't squeak, the cat's eyes flashed thoughtfully.

The two approached cautiously and climbed the tree lightly. It was also thanks to the fact that the tree was the thickness of six people hugging each other, and when they drilled behind it, the guards in front of them could not see anyone behind the tree.

Both of them climbed trees with extreme caution. There was snow piled up on the branches, and if you accidentally touched it, the snow would fall in a row, disturbing the noisy soldiers not far away.

Qu Yunhe turned his head and saw that Yan Sanlang's movements were as dexterous as an ape, and the speed at which he climbed up was three points faster than him.

Chitose was also a little surprised: "Yo, aren't you a monkey?" Seeing that he is extremely skillful, the skill of climbing trees is not compatible with supernatural powers.

Yan Saburo looked left and right, looking for a foothold and support point: "I used to go up to the tree to pick fruits and eggs. "This skill has just been practiced.

If you talk about the ability to search for food and drink, there are really few people in Yicheng who can compare to him, otherwise how could he live to be nine years old alone? Chitose took a sip lightly: "Sure enough, he was born as a thief." ”

The branches are bare, and it is not easy to hide. The two of them climbed to a height of eight zhang in one breath before stopping.

It's close to the top of the tree.

Qu Yunhe muttered: "It should be around here." Then he began to search the tree.

When you look at the tree up close, you will feel its grandeur. The creeping plants were almost half of the tree, and the cracks in the bark could be stuffed with large ingots of silver, and even though it was a cold winter moon, there was still light green moss growing in it.

"Looking for what?"

"Tree holes. "Quyun River doesn't raise his head," a large sunken tree hole, with traces of lightning strikes on the edge. It's been more than 100 years since I last visited, and the tree has grown a lot taller. ”

The hole in the tree is long gone, and it is covered in heavy snow, so it is impossible to see it from the outside.

The white cat also crawled out of the bookcase to help find it.

She is also a good tree climber.

"Slow down, don't wash away the snow. "She is so mixed with the snow that even if she lies on the tree in the open and does not move, no one will find out about her existence. Yan Saburo couldn't help but stroke the cat's head and feel the warm snow.

"What kind of tree is this?" he recognized many species, but this one had never seen before.

"Sora. Quyun River stroked the trunk of the tree, "The name of this tree is called the Suluo Tree." ”

The one in the city of Sora?

Yan Saburo was curious: "What does Suo Luo City have to do with it?"

"That's not clear. Qu Yunhe scratched his head, "I was also passing by in a hurry last time, and I didn't have time to explore the origin of the two." ”

At this time, Yan Saburo felt a hole in his hand, and with a light touch, the snow sank down, as if falling into the trunk of a tree.