Mr. Fu's Ruan kitten

Ruan Chen clearly remembered that he was lying on the bed ready to sleep, but he didn't want to come to his spiritual realm again.Maybe it's because I care too much about my spiritual realm during the day and think too much.Ruan Chen guessed like this.

He didn't observe his spiritual realm carefully before, he only knew that he only had a small puddle, so he went out disappointed.Now that he came in again, Ruan Chen carefully looked at this world that was completely his own curiously.

This world is centered on that small pool, and when it spreads out to about three feet, it is covered by thick fog and cannot be seen by the eyes.After all, it was his own place, so Ruan Chen became much more courageous.

He first rolled up his sleeves to hold a handful of water, and sniffed it to the tip of his nose. He felt a refreshing feeling from a mountain spring.Then he stuck out the tip of his tongue and took a small sip, and the sweetness flowed into his entire throat.He hadn't heard of anyone who had tasted the water in his spiritual realm like him, and was a little curious whether everyone tasted the same, or whether everyone had their own characteristics.Anyway, Ruan Chen liked the sweet taste he just tasted.

Finally satisfying the curiosity of his taste buds, Ruan Chen got up to see the world behind the thick fog. Layers of fog were like layers of white gauze, blocking his sight in the waving curls.

In Ruan Chen's spiritual realm, except for the spring, the other places are all dark land, without a single green grass, let alone life like ants and insects.Anyway, within the scope of his perception, everything is silent, without the sound of life activities.

Ruan Chen didn't know how long he had been walking, nor did he know the direction he was walking in. He kept walking forward in the fog, but he didn't know that he had already changed several fronts during the few steps he was moving forward.

The spiritual realm is his world, he can leave whenever he wants, and stay whenever he wants.Wanting to go back to the water pool is just a convenient thing like a thought.This world is full of mental energy, no matter how much Ruan Chen wants to make a fuss, he won't be tired anyway, so Ruan Chen doesn't care that his original purpose of lying in bed is to sleep well.

He didn't know how long he walked, but when Ruan Chen's patience was about to run out, he finally saw something different from the white mist.Ruan Chen started to run in small steps.

In the white mist, that little black spot is getting bigger and bigger and more obvious.Ruan Chen, who was running, felt as if he was peeling off the white veil on his body layer by layer for this mysterious black substance.until the full face is revealed.

"Ah, this is it." Ruan Chen exhaled softly.

He never forgot the giant tree he saw in Fu Hexuan's spiritual realm, the tall umbrella handle, the leaves were dead on the branches along with the petiole, and the tree hung upside down there.But that tree actually appeared in his spiritual realm.

Ruan Chen stared at the giant tree that stood motionless like a desert monument on the wasteland more than ten meters away without blinking. He looked back and forth several times from top to bottom, from the root to the top of the tree. After several times, it was finally determined that this tree was indeed the one in Fu Hexuan's spiritual realm, so this was also Fu Hexuan's spiritual realm.

Ruan Chen looked back again. In front of him was Fu Hexuan's spiritual domain, and behind him was his own spiritual domain. So, is this a border?

In terms of spiritual power, Ruan Chen only knows superficially, but he has always heard that a person's spiritual realm is a place that belongs to him alone, so why doesn't his own belong to him?

However, after Ruan Chen's mood eased from the initial surprise, it was not doubt but surprise.His world can be connected with the young master's, it is very flattering to think about it.

Ruan Chen ran towards the dead tree in a good mood. He looked up at the tree that only had one side, and stretched out his hand to gently rub against the cracked bark.Under his feet, the land was cracked and intertwined, and the grand scene of prosperity seemed to be reflected in Ruan Chen's eyes.

"By the way, can I pour you some water? You wait for me."

With a thought, Ruan Chen went back to his small water pool. He took out a small bucket that he didn't know how to put in from the storage space. The dead tree went.

Fortunately, the spiritual realm was under his control, and Ruan Chen didn't need to walk a few steps from the small pool to the dead tree.The bucket is not big, and a lot of it was sprinkled when it was first lifted, and when it was finally transported to the dead tree, most of the bucket was left.

Ruan Chen didn't rush to pour all the water to the roots of the tree.He put the bucket on the ground, squatted down and rolled up his sleeves, took a handful of water and poured it on the roots of the trees exposed to the soil.Watching the water seep into the dry soil quickly, it seems that there are drought ghosts in the mud.

Ruan Chen likes to gnaw on his fingers when thinking about things, biting them lightly with the tips of his teeth and then loosening them.He waited for a while, and felt that there was no harm in pouring the water down, and then he lifted the bucket with confidence, and poured out a bucket of water.The water mixed with mud splashed and stained Ruan Chen's trouser legs a lot.

After pouring, Ruan Chen went back the same way and took another bucket from his pool, and poured it directly down in a particularly rough manner as in the same way.Ruan Chen didn't stop until the soil under the roots of the dead tree was no longer dry and cracked.

Patting his dirt-stained trousers, and rubbing his red hands, Ruan Chen glanced at the dead tree with satisfaction, patted his chest and assured: "Don't worry, I will come in when I have the opportunity. Give you water, you won't die of thirst."