There is no trace of Bai Niangniang in Bai Xun now.
But Yin Nian clearly knew that these two were the same person, with the same skin and bones, carrying all the hatred and resentment of her foreign soul, which was clearly printed in her pupils that did not exist in this time and space.
Just as the current mother tree and the future mother tree are also the same person.
It's just that they have grown up, changed, encountered too many things, and become completely different.
"Dedicated, dedicated to you." When Bai Xun saw the mother tree, he took a step back and kept a certain distance from her, "I am dirty, don't dirty you."
There were many things in his big package, and it made a ringing sound when it was put down.
Yin Nian saw some elixirs with missing arms and legs, some jades, pearls, and some brocades, all neatly placed together. It could be seen that they could not be saved in one day, even if these things were very important to Yin Nian. Not worth mentioning at all.
I'm afraid this is even more true for the mother tree.
After all, human sacrifices flowed into her body like running water every day, and even good things would not come to her, and she herself was the best medicine in the world.
But this is probably the best thing Bai Xun can have.
The mother tree didn't dislike it, but she was confused, "Why do you only come here on this day every year? And you still give me things?"
"What happened to the wounds on your body?"
Bai Xun subconsciously tugged at his clothes.
He no longer wears ill-fitting women's robes.
Today he was wearing a goose-yellow skirt, which made his skin white as white, and his frightened deer-like eyes made him even more fragile.
"Today is my birthday. I can come out for half a day on my birthday."
"It's your birthday?" Mother Tree asked in surprise, "Why are you giving me a gift on my birthday? It's my birthday to receive a gift."
Bai Xun was stunned for a moment.
The mother tree continued: "Don't you understand this?"
Bai Xun bumped into her eyes, as if he had been burned. He lowered his head suddenly and said, "No, no, I understand."
"It doesn't matter if you get a gift or not."
"But birthday." He obviously came to see the mother tree once a year, but Yin Nian found that his speaking skills had not improved at all, and he was still stumbling. "But, birthday is not about doing what you want to do. ?"
The fingertips of his fingers that pinched the big package were pale, like a gift-giver who only realizes how shabby the thing he took out is to the recipient when he takes out the treasured thing. .
This pile of things looks like garbage to the group of elders who take care of the mother tree. At the foot of the mother tree at this moment, there are piles of various cultivation resources sent by the elders. I haven't had time to collect them today. Just leave. Even the cakes that those people brought over and were not allowed to enter her belly actually seemed to ordinary people to be overly beautiful and delicate.
He pulled hard.
It's like dragging my mottled soul and self-esteem riddled with holes.
There is also something about pleasing people that cannot be expressed in words.
The mother tree froze on the spot.
"Do what you want to do?" This time it was her turn to think deeply.
But Bai Xun didn't give her much time. He lowered his head, bit his lip, and said after a long while: "You, don't you want it?"
Yin Nian saw his shoulders trembling.
Tsk, the White Lady is pretty good at pretending to be pitiful at this time.
"Yes!" The mother tree suddenly came back to her senses, and left the thing behind with a wave of her hand, "Just wait, I will treat your wound. How did you get injured?"
Yin Nian finally jumped off the branch.
He came to Bai Xun and took a closer look at the wounds on his body.
These wounds?
Yin Nian frowned slightly.
"I fell." Bai Xun waved his hands in panic, "There is no need to treat me. It would be a waste to treat someone like me."
"You, I watched the battle between you and the Emperor."
Bai Xun's eyes flashed with fierceness and gloom, "You are injured, it's time to chop off the Insect King's hand!"
This last sentence was said very lightly.
The mother tree didn’t even hear it.
But Yin Nian heard it clearly.
Of course, she also felt that Dinghuang's hand should be chopped into pieces, but Yin Nian's eyes fell on Bai Xun's wounds.
Still young after all.
Silly.
This looks like the deep flesh marks scratched by a woman's fingernails.
How could he have fallen?
Naturally, the mother tree didn’t believe it either.
But I still want to treat him.
Probably because he didn't have much time to come out, Bai Xun babbled and stammered a lot.
When the sun went down, the light in his eyes also fell.
"Sir, it's time for me to go."
He waved to the mother tree and said, "How about I come here for my birthday next year?"
The mother tree nodded: "Okay."
Those children should not be able to come here in the future. Children came here before, but gradually the elders stopped letting them come. And when they grew up, they felt that they should not disturb her.
It's getting quieter and quieter here.
Obviously it wasn't like this before.
The sun in Bai Xun's eyes rose again.
He ran out happily.
Because this is the best birthday gift.
But the mother tree stood there for a while.
His face, which was still smiling, fell.
Yin Nian probably knew what she was going to do, and sure enough, the consciousness of the mother tree floated out.
Chasing Bai Xun all the way back to his home.
…
now.
Yuan Xinsui's consciousness penetrated that bit of breath.
In the vast sea, it seemed that the direction was finally determined, and he cautiously and quickly approached in one direction.
You must find the owner of this breath before it dissipates.
The perspective in front of him slowly became clearer.
I smelled the pungent smell of blood and the rich breath of life.
There was also a girl's voice. The girl's back was turned to Yuan Xinchan. Her green skirt was spread on the ground as she sat. Outside the window next to the bed, the sun poured in and fell on the swaying buds above her head. She held two glorious puppets in her hands, one on the left and one on the right, and the two puppets were having a conversation.
"Hello, hello, do you want to be my friend?" said the puppet on the left.
"Hello, hello, do you want to come to my house?" said the puppet on the right.
The two puppets stopped.
The girl in the green skirt turned her head and looked directly at the place where Yuan Xin's consciousness was at this moment. She smiled: "So, do you want to stay and be friends with me? A guest from afar."
