One of the required lessons in life: learn to lie.
When Yan Yueming remained calm but nervously asked Wen Renjing, "Ah? Do I have it?", he knew that he had grown up.
One day, he will become a despicable adult.
Wen Renjing looked suspicious, "Yes, didn't you notice it yourself?"
Yan Yueming didn't know how to answer. The primary school principal was very smart and was really hard to fool. He had to think of a better explanation. After thinking about it, Wen Renjing used his clever little mind and took the initiative to give him a perfect explanation, "Is it the influence of the fantasy tree? Is it a brief absence? Or is it some kind of hallucination?" ?”
This is quite right...
Yan Yueming nodded, "It seems like I have a little hallucination, but it's not serious."
Wen Renjing touched his chin thoughtfully, "It seems that the influence of the Phantom Tree on people is gradually weakening as time goes by. Based on the glimpse we took before, the duration should be about two hours."
Yan Yueming seized the opportunity and quickly agreed, feeling a little guilty for deceiving the principal, but not much. The principal is still young and he shouldn't know that. This is to protect him.
Yes, this is protecting him.
Yan Yueming once thought this was called "self-deception."
My aunt said this is called "reasonable optimism".
Auntie is right.
At this time, the hotel staff finally returned from the clinic.
The old man at the front desk, the waitress, and the fat chef walked in from the outside one after another. Except for the clothes on their bodies that were stained with dust and blood, there was no trace of any injuries on their bodies.
Everything is back to normal.
Dong Xiaoyin and others successfully checked in with a ten yuan accommodation fee. The process was still the same as before, without any changes. When they were registering, Yan Yueming glanced outside.
There were very few people walking on the street, and the ground was still in a mess. After that round of trouble, the town returned to calm, but Yan Yueming vaguely felt that something was different. This is an intuition, an overall atmosphere flowing in the air after the town is steamed by high temperatures.
This atmosphere is unusual.
Yan Yueming pulled back again, but in just half a minute, he was already sweating a lot. The heat was unbearable. Everyone kept drinking water, and some even soaked their whole bodies in the water. Anyway, the water would eventually evaporate and would not be used in vain.
The most calm person present was Li Zheng, who had already returned from taking a shower. He sat back in the hall again, his eyebrows calm and his posture lazily hooking up the yarn.
This time he brought a blue ball of thread.
As the ball of wool rolled, the blue lines wrapped around his well-joined fingers, and were gradually woven into beautiful flowers through the winding of the crochet hook. The sound in the living room gradually dropped below the ordinary decibels.
People who looked at him were unconsciously attracted by his movements. The chaotic thoughts were sorted out like wool, and the mood that was irritable due to the high temperature was calmed down.
Yan Yueming moved a small bench and sat next to Li Zheng, blending in naturally. Li Zheng's shadow covered him, and he felt that even the high temperature was not so unbearable.
Others didn't dare to get as close as Yan Yueming, but they all calmed down more or less because of this. Even in mid-spring, you can find it at will
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There was complete silence in the hall. As time passed by, everyone remained motionless.
After an unknown amount of time, Yan Yueming dozed off like a chicken pecking at rice, and unconsciously fell to Li Zheng's side until she leaned on his chair and fell asleep with her eyes closed.
Li Zheng lowered his eyes.
Yan Yueming didn't have any serious injuries, but he had some skin scratches here and an accidental scratch there. After running with him in the gaps several times, he also lost a lot of weight. I don’t know what I was dreaming about, but I moved the corners of my mouth and smiled secretly in my sleep.
It's like I stole something good.
Li Zheng suddenly thought that if he asked Yan Yueming for it, Yan Yueming would definitely give him half of the good things. This kind of unprovoked, no, maybe traceable confidence made Li Zheng couldn't help but look at him for a while longer.
But why is he always looking behind me?
Li Zheng was as meticulous as his hair, and Yan Yueming's little moves couldn't be hidden from him. His abnormality only appeared after seeing the phantom tree. He was probably hallucinating and seeing something that shouldn't exist.
What is it?
behind? The spirit behind it?
Judging from his behavior of wanting to look but not daring to look, and finally couldn't help looking and even reaching out, 99% of the time it's not a scary thing. And it’s about yourself.
Tail?
Thinking of this guess, Li Zheng couldn't help but rub his fingers. The silver crochet hook was spinning between his fingers, and his eyes gradually deepened as he looked at the sleeping Yan Yueming.
Yan Yueming didn't realize it, he was having a sweet dream. Although this dream was bizarre, he ate delicious food and touched a big tail. Although the senior turned around and turned into a monster when he touched the big tail, he was not frightened and instead beat the monster up heroically.
After beating and beating, courage comes. The more he beats
The more enthusiastic you are, the Xiao Ming God of War is also.
The seniors are all falling in love with him.
This dream was so beautiful that Yan Yueming didn't want to wake up. He vaguely heard something sound ringing in his ears, but he couldn't hear it clearly. It wasn't until the sound got louder and louder, and the reassuring breath seemed to be fading away, that he suddenly woke up.
He looked up and saw that Li Zheng had stood up. He subconsciously stood up too, but he forgot that he had slept in the same position and raised his feet. His hands and feet were a little numb, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
Li Zheng stretched out his hand and gave him a hand, but did not look at him. Yan Yueming saw his solemn expression and immediately followed his line of sight. It seemed a little darker that day?
There were faint cries in the distance, blown by the wind, which seemed to be absent and a little penetrating.
"What happened?" he asked.
"There should be something wrong with the persimmon tree." Wen Renjing answered him.
Everyone who stayed in the living room gathered at the door, but the street looked out from the door and they couldn't see anything at all. Everyone then went to Lou Cao Yu's room. This room had the best view and could overlook a corner of the persimmon forest.
From such a distance, it was hard to see whether the persimmon trees were dead or not, but everyone could see the townspeople kneeling on the ground, kowtowing and crying. The entire orange-red town seemed to be shrouded in mourning, exuding a sense of death.
Yan Yueming still remembers that when he was spending money, he heard a town boy say that the persimmons in the orange town are the same as the gold and sheep in the Golden Kingdom.
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After another half hour, the persimmons on the persimmon tree began to fall off. The death of the persimmon tree was finally evident to everyone, and the townspeople's cries became louder and louder.
Yan Yueming did not dare to look up to the sky, but he clearly felt that when the trees died and the orange-red persimmons gradually fell from the branches, the sky became a little darker.
"Is there a relationship between the two?" He expressed his doubts.
"Yes." Li Zheng gave him an affirmative answer, but did not elaborate.
An hour later, the persimmon forest was filled with townspeople. Everyone was standing or kneeling, and the sound of crying could be heard everywhere. And when they looked around and couldn't find any orange-red persimmons on the branches, the sky suddenly darkened.
Night falls.
But the sky was very strangely dark. It was not the natural transition from day to night. It seemed that when the last persimmon fell to the ground, it hit a switch on the earth, and the sky turned dark.
Everyone is a little scared. Now that the sun is gone, they naturally don't worry about seeing the phantom tree again. The magic tree's influence on them had also passed over time, and they couldn't help but poke their heads out to take a look - in an instant, there was another light in front of them.
The fire lit up, it was the light of the torch, connected into pieces.
I don’t know what happened in the persimmon forest. I couldn’t hear the voices clearly, but there were shouts coming from far away like waves. Wave after wave, the beating made people's hearts flutter, and finally, the townspeople started to move.
They dispersed in a hurry and headed towards home. After a while, they came out of the house again. They carried hoes, axes, tools and even small baskets and carts, and returned to the persimmon forest.
Qu Gang was full of doubts, "What are they doing? Going to farm at night? Digging up trees and planting them again?"
Hu Jiajia shook her head cautiously, "It doesn't seem like it, it doesn't seem like it. The water is gone and the soil is cracked. How can we plant?"
Cao Yu: "It must be a big deal if the whole town is mobilized!"
In the persimmon forest, there is also a very important building - the water tower.
The water tower is where the mayor lives. Wen Renjing squinted at the tower and felt that the mayor must be in the persimmon forest at this moment. At this time, footsteps came from behind, and a man in a jacket pushed the door open and said, "The man is back."
Before Yan Yueming woke up, Zhongchun took two team members to the Persimmon Forest to explore the situation.
Li Zheng: "What's going on?"
Jacket: "All the persimmon trees are dead, and the persimmons that fell on the ground are rotten. The mayor is giving a speech over there, calling on the residents of the town to push down the water tower, and they are going to start digging wells."
Push down the water tower and dig a well?
Everyone looked at each other, but they were not surprised. Because if you think about it carefully, if there is a lack of water and the trees are dry, then you must find a way to find water. Then drilling a well is not a very conventional and logical operation?
Wen Renjing thought more deeply, "You guys think... besides water, can anything be dug out from under this ground?"
Hu Jiajia suddenly thought of the cartoons and cartoons she usually watched, and she had no shortage of imagination. Naturally, she thought of everything. When she thought of it, her face turned pale, "Can't it just be water?"
Her hopeful gaze swept across Wen Renjing, then Yan Yueming, and finally stopped on Li Zheng's face. None of the big guys she thought gave her the answers she wanted.
However, Yan Yueming saw that she couldn't help but be afraid, and quickly raised another possibility, "Could it be a new entrance and exit?"
Wen Renjing's eyes brightened slightly, "That's possible."!
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