Xu Mo hurriedly unfolded the ability of the unity of heaven and man, and hid in the wandering spirits.

The fairy flew over his head again, but without looking down, she flew away where she had come. Xu Mo unfolded the ability to unite heaven and man, and quietly followed behind.

The fairy steered the flying boat and flew forward. After traveling in the fog for more than an hour, I finally arrived at a place. In front of her, there seemed to be an invisible wall, with a wave of elasticity, that bounced back the flying boat at the fairy's feet.

The fairy was not disturbed, harnessed the flying boat, and suddenly rushed forward, and passed through the invisible wall, and could not be seen even with the people and the boat.

Xu Mo was slightly startled, and walked closer to carefully observe the place where the fairy had disappeared. The fog in this place became thicker, completely condensed into an entity, and with Xu Mo's eyesight, he couldn't see through the thick fog to see what was behind the fog.

He reached out and touched it, and it felt like he was touching a layer of elastic leather, blocking his hand from reaching in. If you listen closely, you can't hear anything.

Thinking back to the way the fairy had passed through the thick fog, I thought that with a hard impact, I would be able to pass through it. But he didn't know what was behind the fog, and he didn't dare to try it for a while.

After waiting like this for more than ten minutes, I didn't come up with any good solution, and finally hit it hard and hit it hard.

There was an instant resistance on the body, and a sense of oppression came. Immediately after that, it was loosened again, and the eyes were bright. When Xu Mo looked at it, it seemed that he had arrived in another world.

There are mountains and rivers here, the scenery is unusually beautiful, the air is fresh, accompanied by the singing of birds and flowers, it is simply a paradise.

Not far in front of him was a river, the water was clear, quietly bypassing the edge of a green hill and flowing into the distance.

The river is full of flowers and weeping willows, and countless birds fly around among the flowers and trees.

"What kind of place is this?" Xu Mo was stunned, and with his intuition, he faintly felt that this place was definitely not Guo Qinglian's dream realm.

In fact, although this place is not Guo Qinglian's dream world, it still exists in his consciousness, but it is the residual impression left by his usual reading of books, TV, and movies. These remnants of impressions are mixed and intertwined to form such a place.

Although it is not Guo Qinglian's dream world, it is the foundation of his dream world. The reason why he had this dream was because he had such a residual impression in his consciousness.

Xu Mo couldn't figure it out for a while. Looking around, he said to himself, "Strange, where did the fairy go?"

After a delay of more than ten minutes, the fairy had already disappeared without a trace, and she could not be seen.

Xu Mo looked at the green mountains in the distance, the green mountains were shrouded in layers of mist, hazy and unreal, it was clearly the fairy mountain weather that only existed in the picture.

Thinking: I must have gone into the mountains, I went to the mountains to have a look.

It was early in the morning and the sun was about to rise. He walked to the river, looked left and right, and saw a single-plank bridge on the right, so he walked over it, and passed over it.

After walking for another two or three miles, I saw a courtyard at the foot of the mountain. The firewood is half-hidden, and there are two thatched huts in the courtyard.

Xu Mo was surprised, listened intently for a moment, and there was a heavy gasp from the grass hut. Based on Xu Mo's experience, this should be the breathing sound of an elderly person, but the breathing is so heavy, is it sick?

He thought about it for a while, and felt that there was definitely no threat to him, and it happened that he had countless questions in his heart, so he could go in and ask.

Then he walked to the side of the wood gate and called into the courtyard, "Is there anyone?

Soon after, an old but faint voice came from the grass hut, "Xianggong passing by, don't ask, the door is open, come in directly." The old man's health is not good, he can't get out of bed, he can't say hello, don't blame. ”

Xu Mo heard him say this, so he pushed open the chai door and walked in.

The old man must have heard his footsteps, and when he reached the door of the hut, he beckoned again, "The door is open, come in directly." ”

Xu Mo stretched out his hand and gently pushed the door, the door was hidden, and it opened immediately. After entering, I saw an old man lying on a bamboo bed in the room, covered with a dirty quilt.

The old man's face was wrinkled, his hair and beard were all white, and he looked to be ninety, if not a hundred years old. With a pair of cloudy old eyes, when he saw Xu Mo, he seemed to want to struggle to get up from the bed, and struggled a few times, but he couldn't get up.

Seeing such a scene, Xu Mo suddenly felt compassion, "Uncle, are you sick? The younger generation knows a little bit of medical skills, if you know what kind of illness you have, you may be able to provide a little help." ”

"Sick?" the old man smiled helplessly, with a desolate expression in his expression, "It's sick, except for the immortals, everyone will be sick, old and sick." ”

Only then did Xu Mo understand that this old man was already old and was about to die of old age.

This is normal birth, old age, sickness and death, if he has life yuan water in his hand, he may be able to help a little, but there is nothing he can do at this time. Said sadly: "Uncle, can I help in any way?"

The old man shook his head, but then remembered something, and suddenly said: "There is a jujube tree in my backyard, this minister, please go and help take a look, see if there are dates growing on the tree." If dates grow, whether they are ripe or not, they will be picked and brought to me. ”

Jujube!

Xu Mo was stunned for a moment, frowned and said: "Uncle, the dates will not ripen until August and September, and now it has just entered summer, I am afraid that even the flowers have not bloomed, how can the dates grow?"

The old man suddenly said, "Xianggong, what is your surname?"

Xu Mo said politely: "The junior is surnamed Xu, Xu Mo." Then he asked rhetorically: "What is the name of the old man?"

The old man nodded and said, "It turned out to be Xu Xianggong." The old man's surname is Wang, you can call me Wang's father-in-law. ”

After a pause, he continued: "My jujube tree is different from ordinary jujube trees, and the time to grow jujube is earlier. Xu Xianggong, I'd like to trouble you to take a look. Whether it can save lives or not, it's all up to it. ”

When Xu Mo heard him say this, his heart was shocked, remembering that this world was not the same as the world world in reality, and there was even the existence of fairies, and he thought: Could it be that this jujube tree is still not a fairy jujube tree? But Mr. Wang, an ordinary person, where did the fairy jujube tree come from?

Full of doubts, I don't know whether to ask or not. So he agreed, got out of the room, bypassed the grass hut, and walked to the backyard.

In the backyard, behind the right side of the thatched hut, there was indeed a jujube tree. Xu Mo took a closer look, and the diameter of the trunk of the jujube tree was only a dozen centimeters thick, and there was no difference between the appearance and the ordinary jujube tree. The branches and leaves are lush, but not a single flower is seen on the tree, let alone dates.

He shook his head helplessly, thinking: Uncle Wang is confused, and every ordinary jujube tree is regarded as an immortal jujube tree.

Back to the room. As soon as the old man saw him, he immediately asked, "Xu Xianggong, have you found the dates?"

Xu Mo shook his head and said honestly, "Even the flowers haven't bloomed yet." ”

Uncle Wang sighed, and seemed to say to himself: "Alas, I know that even if there are dates, no one will look at them, and they will definitely be eaten by birds and squirrels." ”

Xu Mo didn't quite understand the hidden meaning of his words, and asked cautiously, "Uncle Wang, is there anything else you need help with?"

Uncle Wang glanced at him, suddenly thought of something, his cloudy eyes lit up, and he said urgently: "Xu Xianggong, can I trouble you with something?"

The tone was indescribably sincere, and his expression became excited.

Xu Mo smiled and said, "If my uncle has something, just tell me." The younger generation will definitely help if they can. ”

Mr. Wang said: "This matter is a bit dangerous, Xu Xianggong, I want to ...... I'd like to ask you to help fetch some water and water that date tree in the backyard. ”

Xu Moqi said: "It's just watering the jujube tree, what danger can it be?" After a pause, he said, "There is a river not far away." When I came in just now, I happened to see a wooden barrel in my father-in-law's yard. Wait a minute, my husband, I'll fetch water to water the jujube tree. ”

"Xu Xianggong waits. Seeing him leaving, Mr. Wang hurriedly stopped, "That's not the case, Xu Xianggong, the water from the river is not good." ”

"Oh?" Xu Mo knew something was wrong, turned his head to look at him, and didn't speak.

Mr. Wang continued: "From here, go all the way to the west, about seven or eight miles away, there is a forest, and all the trees in the forest are dead, so it is called a dead wood forest. On the edge of this dead wood forest is a spring that sprays water on the ground for three seasons except in winter, and it is called the Manna Spring. Xu Xianggong, if you want to water the jujube tree, you must take the water from this nectar spring. ”

"What's so special about the water in this nectar spring?" asked Xu Mo directly.

Uncle Wang pondered for a moment, a struggling look appeared on his face, and it seemed that it was difficult to make up his mind for a while. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said with a wry smile: "Please ask Xianggong Xu to help so much, if you don't tell the truth, it seems that you can't do it too much." Xu Xianggong, how old do you think I am this year?"

"Ninety?one hundred years old?" Xu Moqing couldn't guess, and said two numbers casually.

Mr. Wang smiled: "The old man is five hundred years old this year. ”

Xu Mo let out an 'oh', although this age was beyond his expectations. But thinking of the existence of fairies in this world, he was not so surprised.

Mr. Wang said curiously: "Xu Xianggong doesn't seem to be surprised?

Xu Mo casually made up a reason and confused the past, "Since the old man deliberately asked me about his age, his actual age must be much older than he seems." Therefore, when the younger generation heard it, they just felt a little strange. ”

Uncle Wang nodded, and seemed to agree with Xu Mo's statement, "Strange? The reason why the old man can live to this day is related to the nectar spring. ”

Xu Mo didn't say anything, waiting for him to continue.

Mr. Wang continued: "The old man also discovered by accident back then, watering the jujube tree with the spring water in the nectar spring can make the jujube tree blossom and bear fruit quickly, and the jujube that grows is not the same as ordinary jujube. People eat it, prolong their lives, and live forever. ”