"Is this your belly, or is it a transformation of your belly?" I exclaimed, in shock. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Zhang Lao frowned, did not reply, but came to the Bodhi tree, wrapped his arms around the trunk, and put his old face on it. I frowned as well. Looking around, it is indeed the belly of a person. The white light on Zhang Lao's body gradually weakened, as if he was sucked by the Bodhi tree.

"Three hundred years ago, I planted this tree. Three hundred years from now, it will plant me. Zhang Lao's voice suddenly came. There is no echo. The words are as clear as whispering in the ear.

"What do you mean?" I frowned. I didn't use my energy in the air, but I could stand in the air. I drifted closer to him, staring at his deeper frowning brow and anguished face. At this time, you can't think too much.

"Three hundred years. Three hundred years, haha...... Ah......h

What is he doing? If he has cultivated like this, he still can't get rid of his emotional troubles?

I don't understand, I don't understand how the linden tree planted him. No, I think I understand a little bit, he raised the linden tree for three hundred years, with his own flesh and vitality. The Bodhi tree, covered in pink, and even the skin of its trunk and leaves, seems to have blood flowing along the way. Could it be that this tree has become a refinement demon? Now that Boss Zhang's limit is approaching, and Elder Zhang wants to use this tree to be reborn in people? If he succeeds, he will be a tree demon in the future? Although he is the body of a tree demon, it will not affect his future cultivation path.

My brow furrowed even deeper. Because I know that I can't be here for no reason.

"You guessed it? Zhang Lao's old face was facing me, and his bright eyes were full of tears, but I felt a strong palpitation from his tearful eyes! I reluctantly laughed dryly, "Zhang Lao, could it be that you planted trees to help them grow into fine trees, and to rebuild them?"

The tears in his eyes were suddenly gone, his bright eyes were already bright and messy, his hands were still wrapped around the trunk of the tree, and his head was tilted, looking at me and laughing, laughing silently. I glared at him condescendingly, not to be outdone.

"I want to tell you a story. Zhang Lao smiled, but there was still a palpitation in his eyes, as if he was afraid of something. But at this point, I was extremely nervous. I knew he had something to do with him bringing me, a stranger, here. But I had no power to resist.

"Three hundred years ago I killed a man, and that person also seriously injured me. Although his body was destroyed, the original spirit was able to escape. Although my physical body still exists, my cultivation is regressing. That's why I came up with this way of planting a linden tree in my belly so that I could lose my vitality ....... ”

He suddenly stopped talking.

"Forget it. Dai Xiaoyou, we are also destined. Now you let me kill you. It can be regarded as a good ending for this fate. He looked at me and whispered. It's like talking about a normal thing.

I expected it, but when it came, I couldn't help but be worried. I clenched my fists and glared at him without speaking. I can't help it, I can't get out of his hands. But I don't want to die. I don't want to die, I have to do something to make me feel alive now!

I laughed. I smiled and shook my head, I wanted to say softly, but I couldn't help my throat from trembling a little: "Did you kill me to sacrifice blood to make a way for you to swap bodies with the tree spirit?"

He was silent. His eyes were moist again. Tears welled up in his eyes and flowed all over his face. He buried his old face in the pink trunk of the Bodhi tree, rubbing and rubbing. Next, I saw that some black scum slowly grew on his dull bald head.

He jerked his head up, and before I could see his movements, his hand grabbed my neck.

"Ahh

He was moaning in pain.

"Ahh

I had trouble breathing, my limbs were weak, and my mind was dizzy.

"Ahh

He laughed maniacally and pulled me to his side. His hair fell on my face, neck, eyes, nose, ears, mouth. I can't move. My eyes were on the verge of darkness, my ears could not hear, my body could not be felt by me. My consciousness gradually blurred.

Do I want to die like this? No, I don't want to. But I can't do anything, it's not a question of whether I want to or not, it's that I!

A feeling that has not been seen for a long time. The feeling of dying. I don't know if it's subconscious, or if I want to perform the dream technique before I die. But I can't control my vitality, I can't use it. My consciousness is moving away from me...... I'm going to die.

My Divine Sense may be able to help me cast my dream technique......

My consciousness left me completely......

......

I walked among the tall buildings with no energy. In front of it is Fang Ming Academy. It's a dream. Did I succeed? Before I die, go back to sleep?

My legs are tired and I can't open my eyes. I lay on the ground and slowly crawled towards the gate of Fang Ming Academy. There, once the place where I lived. I want to go back to my dorm. I have stayed in the longest level 3 dormitory. There were a lot of people on the road. They watched me crawl, but no one helped me, and they all hurried by, never to be seen again.

The eyes of the elderly, the eyes of children, the eyes of men, the eyes of women. A playful face, a calm face, an angry face, a faceless expressionless. In the crowd, in the dream.

"Smoke a cigarette, smoke a cigarette, smoke a cigarette, and you'll have the strength to climb down." "There's a woman in front of me. It's Lu Xiaoqian. She was hunched over in front of me, holding a cigarette in her hand. With a gentle smile on his face.

This gentle smile was infectious. I should have smoked a cigarette, though I wouldn't. But it doesn't matter. I can smoke, I can do it, I lie on the ground, straighten my waist a little, look at her gentle face gently, smile and nod.

She put the cigarette between my lips and snapped her fingers, and a lovely dancing flame came out of her beautiful fingers, and I put the cigarette up and took a hard puff. There is not the slightest feeling. I thought it would be felt, but it didn't. It didn't matter, I took another sip and leaned over into her arms. Tilting his head sideways, he looked at the strangers coming and going.

No, it's not all strange. I saw Bai Zhantang in the cafeteria, he smiled and waved at me, and then disappeared into the sea of people. I also saw Liu Yu and Du Xinyu. Du Xinyu rode the snow pig and flew into the black sky. I saw Teacher Wu Yun. I saw Dean Lu and Dean Chen. I saw myself.

I ran out of cigarettes. Then I continued to crawl towards Fang Ming Academy, crawling towards my third-level dormitory. I miss my safe tertiary dormitory and the place where I used to be on the road of my dreams.