Laiyou couldn't remember how many years she had passed, and her memory of time was extremely confused until after that incident.

It was another round of warm sunshine, and she later learned that humans called it spring.

Yes, she loves spring very much, especially the sunshine and rain of this season.

Just as she was stretching out in the warm sun and breathing as much as she normally would, a few little humans came to her side and snuggled up to her.

He let out a sigh of satisfaction, and swayed more cheerfully in the warm wind.

"Sir, look!"

A toddler looked up at the petals falling in the wind and happily called out to the gentleman who was teaching.

Xiucai shook his head, helplessly watching the children jump up and down to catch the fallen flowers, but when he looked up, he himself was dazzled by the flowers flying down among the green leaves.

It's something more fascinating than the warm sun and the spring rain, and she can't tell or understand this feeling.

Enjoying this wonderful feeling, the tree swings its branches.

The wind is different, the heat and moisture in the air are very wrong, not right, not right.

Raiyu tried to stop swinging, but the wind was getting stronger and stronger to take control of her body.

Green leaves and white flowers are pouring down.

"Hahaha......"

"That's a lot ......."

"It's beautiful!"

Normally, when you hear these compliments, you will dance in the wind in response.

But now the branches were sour, and the air was dull, suffocating her.

"Boom!"

There was a thunderstorm on a sunny day, and the children were scared.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky.

The gentleman touched the raindrops that fell on his forehead, and was about to beckon the children to rush back, but the raindrops suddenly became a line

With a "whoosh", the heavy rain poured down as if the sky had leaked a hole.

The green leaves and white flowers fell to the ground and spread a thin layer of mud, which was then covered by the mud washed by the rain.

She shivered and struggled, and she hated the rain falling down her body through the gap onto the children.

Laiyou wanted to shelter the lovely children in her arms, but her leaves kept falling and her body kept shaking.

"Crackle, crackle"

"Wow, I'm going home, whoa, whoa—"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid! The rain will stop after a while."

“......”

The thunder, the crackling of the leaves of the rainstorm, the cries of the children, the comforting voices of the husband, the sounds were mixed and mixed together.

Don't cry, don't cry.

Don't cry.

Laiyu comforted gently.

But the children couldn't hear her, and their cries grew louder.

The sudden thunder and torrential rain made the young children, who had not yet seen it, feel like the sky was about to fall.

Even the omnipotent gentleman can't protect them at this time.

Just as the children were crying hoarsely, a bright light pierced the night-like sky, piercing people's eyes.

Dangerous!

Laiyou's body shook, and her perception of danger made her want to go underground, but one of the branches involuntarily responded to the light frantically in response to the wind.

Can't let them get hit.

The thought made her put aside her fear of danger for a while.

"Boom—"

A thunderbolt followed.

Is this a painful sensation?

She trembled, the pain of the broken branch and the burning of the wound made her almost crazy.

Lai You, Lai You......

"I'm Laiyou!"

As if swearing to the sky, or just to prove his existence, he kept shouting.

When the thunder and rain stopped, Mr. led the children home, and before leaving, his eyes fell on the scorched trunk of the tree, and he turned to bow to the ancient tree.

The following year, the husband's family moved to the ancient tree, and a few years later, more and more households lived next to the ancient tree, and the name was Laiyou Village.

I don't know how many years have passed since I woke up again.

She found that she had changed her home, no, someone must have moved her home.

Time is a magical thing, and her wounds have regrown their not yet strong, but vibrant branches.

Her trunk branched into dozens more branches as she slept, and the leaves grew denser and more luxuriant.

And the root system buried deep in the ground has grown to an amazing level.

Originally, she could only absorb nutrients within a few tens of meters below the ground, but now, the entire village is within her root system.

Lai Youle used her roots to feel the heat emitted by the villagers, and felt the breath of the little people in her arms.

As I observed day after day, I learned more and more.

She learned that human beings are divided into male and female, old and young, and that not all human beings are the same.

She knew the hardships of human production, and that the whole grains they ate needed to be harvested in good weather.

She knew that the human life span was short, less than a fraction of her own.

She also knew a lot.

Laiyou was very happy, if her endless life before was like a blank sheet of paper, then these humans who had settled in her arms had undoubtedly injected new colors into her.

Time passed like this, and it seemed that it would never stop.

This year's summer was obviously hotter than usual.

The people of Laiyou Village haven't been out for a long time.

Except for a few families of good hunters, the rest of the villagers have long since run out of food.

It hasn't rained for half a year, the wells have long since dried up, the crops have died, and the grass and trees are yellow.

A month later, the Orions were also too weak to go out.

Cordyceps roots and leaves, bite if you can bite, the old and young who can't bite will be swallowed alive, and more and more villagers are starving and dying of thirst.

The village chief leaned over and came to the tree.

The trees in front of me have long since ceased to flourish, and the leaves on the low branches have long been cleaned.

The trunk is covered with scratches.

The tired Laiyou looked at the village chief in front of him, but he didn't complain.

This is also the child she watched grow up, using their human algorithm, fifty or sixty years old is very old, right?

Decades is too short for Laiyou, and she is not very sensitive to human time.

Looking at the skinny and trembling old man, Lai You sighed in his heart, he was also dying.

Just when Laiyou was a little distracted, the old village chief suddenly knelt down.

"Forgive the villagers, O Sacred Tree, for they really have nothing to do to hurt you. ”

The old village chief thought about the legend that had been passed down from his ancestors for several generations, and kowtowed a few times on the ground: "Please show your magic and save your people!"

Lai You was stunned, how could she bear it, but she couldn't do anything.

The old village chief naturally couldn't hear Laiyou's heart, and in his heart, Laiyou's tree was already the last straw.

This kneeling is a few hours.

The village chief's son found that the old man was lost, and when he found the entrance of the village, he saw the old man kneeling under the Laiyou tree with his hands on the ground.

Persuasion was fruitless, and the young man collapsed to the ground in despair, and God had no way to live.

"My ancestors in Laiyou Village have respected you for hundreds of years, if you are really a sacred tree, how can you watch everyone die like this!"

The man roared this in a broken heart, and knelt down straight, since he wanted to die, let's die together.

Gradually, the people under the tree changed from two to three, four, five......

Looking at the desperate humans in front of him, Laiyou closed his eyes.