In the darkness, the tree spirit felt that something was wrong, it couldn't feel its own trunk and leaves, and it thought of the Taoist priest, bitter and spread, and it tried to shake like the original leaves.

"Sacred Tree, is that you?"

The tree spirit suddenly heard Jiang Nian's voice, and its heart moved and responded anxiously, "It's me, can you hear me?" It was in a hurry, and it didn't even notice that it was making a sound, "I'm sorry, I can't help you take care of your father!" In a hurry, it opened its eyes and suddenly sat up, the tree spirit was startled, and looked down to see that this was a human body!

Jiang Nian's voice came from his head again, but he weakened little by little: "I can hear it, but I can't hold it anymore, you will be me in the future, live for me, you promised me, take care of my father for me......" The voice gradually became too weak to be heard.

Tree Spirit, at this time it was already Jiang Nian, she looked around blankly, the sky was already bright, looking at the layout of the room, she only felt familiar, thinking that she had returned to Jiang's house, remembering the entrustment in her mind just now, she only felt uncomfortable as if her chest was pricked by a needle.

"Little Jiang girl, are you awake? What is wrong? You were very dangerous last night, your soul is unstable, and you are almost going to die in Huangquan, you should stay in bed for a few days to recuperate." Your father didn't come back last night, it was Wang Xiucai's mother who guarded you all night, and this time I will cook porridge for you. Wait a minute, you'll be able to eat breakfast soon. A voice came from the outer room, it was the Taoist priest yesterday, after saying that, he stood at the door of the room and smiled at Jiang Nian, he was flustered yesterday, and today he saw it clearly and found that this Taoist priest was also a teenager.

Jiang Nian thought that he was going to get out of bed and salute at this time, but he didn't want to be so heavy that he almost fell out of bed, so he had to prop up the edge of the bed and said: "Good Dao Chief, thank you Dao Elder for saving your life! My father went out of the city, and when he left, he said that he would not be able to come back until this afternoon." Jiang Nian was worried, he just said that his soul was unstable, and he didn't know if he could see that this body had changed its core.

"Little Jiang girl is polite, it's just a gesture, and it's not enough to worry about. Your body is not healed, and when I say bed rest, I mean real bed rest, you lie down in peace. As he spoke, he took out a branch from behind him, "This branch saved you last night, and when you told it to smash it, it woke up, and it couldn't be picked up left and right, and it was said that your father Jiang Fan was an expert in cultivating flowers and trees, so stay at your house as a souvenir, okay?"

Seeing this branch, Jiang Nian only felt a depression in his chest, coughed several times in a row, and then felt as if there was a wind blowing on his wrist.

"Well, maybe it was smashed, does your chest hurt? It seems that this branch should not be kept. Alas, the flesh is mortal, and you still have to eat some decoction. I'll go get you some medicine, and you'll have breakfast in a moment, and you'll wait for me here." With that, the Taoist priest walked out.

"Daoist, you wait, you haven't asked for advice yet......" Jiang Nian was interrupted as soon as he was halfway through speaking.

"I won't wait, you should wait, my surname is Li, and my name is Yunze. As he spoke, the corner of his clothes had already floated out of the door of Jiang's courtyard.

At this time, Jiang Nian was sitting on the bed, all this came too fast, and she had too many questions in her heart. Why did she become Jiang Nian? She looked at her hand blankly and moved her fingers, as if she was not sure that she was really Jiang Nian.

Could it be that he is really a tree demon, attached to Jiang Nian's body like in the book? But the memories in his mind that should have belonged to Jiang Nian are very clear, as if he had experienced it himself, and he has never forgotten what he saw and heard when he was a tree spirit. Didn't Jiang Nian say that he always forgot things, but this memory was very clear.

Whose memory is this? For a while, confusion, boredom, and anxiety filled his chest, Jiang Nian couldn't help coughing, and this cough shocked Jiang Nian's headache.

Hearing Jiang Nian's cough, Aunt Wang, who was boiling porridge, came into the house to see, sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed her back to Jiang Nian: "Hey, Xiao Nian, your body has always been weak, the weather is cold and humid in this month, don't go to the Divine Tree Temple, it's not too late to go when the spring weather is warm." Your father will have a daughter for you, like a baby bean since childhood, your father will be distressed again when you fall ill, you have to get better quickly and don't let him worry. Our neighbors in Jin'an Street must have done their best to go to the Sacred Tree Temple to sprinkle and sweep, and you have listened to the words and rested obediently in the past few days, you know?"

Jiang Nian heard this, his heart warmed, and he suddenly felt much more relaxed, so he said to Aunt Wang: "Thank you for your concern, Nian'er will be obedient and obedient, hurry up and take care of your body." ”

"That's right, I'll bring breakfast, and you can rest for a while after you've eaten. With that, Aunt Wang got up and went out.

This lady Wang is a devout disciple of the sacred tree, and she comes to offer incense on the fifteenth day of the first month of the month, and she often comes to sprinkle and sweep.

Her son Wang Xiucai is also a frequent visitor to the Sacred Tree Temple, first always reciting poems under the Sacred Tree, and later opening a small class in the Sacred Tree Shrine to take the children of the poor families in the neighborhood to read and write. Jiang Nian also learned it here back then, and fortunately it was in the Sacred Tree Temple, otherwise with Jiang Nian's forgetfulness, he would definitely not be able to learn it.

Later, Wang Xiucai fell in love with writing again, indulged in strange novels, always conceived under the sacred tree to find inspiration, and always brought it to the shrine of the sacred tree for a few days after writing.

After having breakfast with Aunt Wang, Jiang Nian slept again in a daze. At noon, Aunt Wang came to deliver lunch, and also brought Li Yunze's pills, saying that he had something to rush back, watching Jiang Nian use the pills after eating, and asked the pills to use again, and then went home.

And Jiang Nian still fell asleep again, I don't know how long I slept, I only felt that there was a noise in the room, and when I opened my eyes, it was Jiang Fan looking at me.

Jiang Nian only felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart surging up, and his nose was sour.

And Jiang Fan's side only felt that his daughter, who was introverted and didn't say much in the past, looked at him with admiration as soon as she opened her eyes, and her heart was also moved, and she hurriedly asked: "Nian'er, you have suffered, how do you feel about your body now?"

"Dad, Nian'er is not bitter. This is what Jiang Nian has to say to Jiang Fan every time he is sick. Only this time, Jiang Nian'er said one more sentence: "Nian'er feels like she hasn't seen her father for a long time." ”

As soon as the words came out, Jiang Nian's heart was empty, and he was afraid that the father who loved his daughter would see something abnormal, so he had to bite the bullet and say: "I was very scared last night, I'm afraid that I will never see my father again!"

It's just these two sentences, but Jiang Fan's tears are about to come out, he sat on the edge of the bed with a sour nose, touched Jiang Nian's head, and said: "Nian'er is not afraid, Daddy will accompany Nian'er." Nian'er, you can sleep for a while, the New Year is coming, Daddy won't go out again, wait for two days when you'll be better, Daddy will make you something to eat!"

In the following days, Jiang Nian fell asleep most of the time, and only got out of bed to eat after a few days when his hands and feet were more flexible.

At this time, Jiang Nian found that he didn't seem to have any discomfort with this body, all the movements were natural, as if he was used to doing this before, and he knew everything about his family, as if he had always been Jiang Nian, and what he saw and heard in the sacred tree was like a story in a dream.

This discovery made Jiang Nian feel uneasy, and he couldn't help but wonder who he really was, and what was the relationship between himself and the original Jiang Nian?