i am a tree

I heard the old shopkeeper call Dashu "Senior Wood", and I remembered that I have been calling him Dashu in my heart for such a long time, but after the transformation, I have been with him day and night, and I don't even need a name. At that time, whether it was Dashu or himself, they were always called "you, you, me, me".

Names are a means of distinguishing you from others among humans, and when there are so few people around you, or even just one, names lose their meaning.

I asked Dashu what his name was, and what name should I give.

Dashu picked me up, dipped his fingers in water and wrote a few words on the table, Mu Yi, Mu Nian, he pointed to the two words behind, "This is the name I gave you."

I narrowed my eyes, "Mu Yi, Mu Nian."

I don't know why, these two names, one memory and one read, have a lingering taste when I read them. I don't know if I think too much.

The water stains dry up in no time.

The old shopkeeper originally wanted to talk to Dashu—maybe he should be called Mu Yi—about the Three Sacred Gates in detail. I could tell from his expression that he was trying to please, but Mu Yi was a tree. It's useless to apply it to him.

He was babbling over there, and I leaned on the table and listened to his gossip.

When the boy took the storage bag full of spiritual herbs and put it on the table lightly, he immediately bid farewell to the old shopkeeper.

The old shopkeeper opened his mouth, bowed his head and sent the man out the door.

Mu Yi picked me up and said softly, "Don't you want to go shopping? I'll take you there."

We walked slowly in the street.

It had just rained, and the air was still steamy, and the bluestone slabs of the ground were not completely dry.

Walking slowly in this small town by stepping on the water, it also has the artistic conception of ink painting Jiangnan.

There were also people hurrying past with oiled paper umbrellas and lowered their heads.

There are all kinds of business in this street, Mu Yi led me to go shopping one by one, in fact, it is very interesting to see these things, especially when you are still in and out of a certain world.

I even had to point to a blank talisman paper for a long time, and I could see that the shopkeepers were impatient with me, so I could only explain to me patiently.

Talisman paper also has several levels of difference, just like magic tools and elixirs. If you want to study it carefully, it is also an extremely profound knowledge. What this store can talk about is only extremely superficial things. A monk who didn't understand anything looked at me with helplessness on his face. He didn't know whether it was because of my cultivation level that I knew I was a spiritual cultivator who transformed into a human form, or because of Mu Yi who had been watching silently by the side.

After I finished asking, Mu Yi hugged me off the counter.

This is the largest Treasure Pavilion in the town, and it is full of things related to cultivation.

I pestered Mu Yi to ask for a low-level flying magic weapon, but the shopkeeper saw that I finally stopped asking questions, and pointed to a few flying magic weapons with a smile on his face and said, these are all low-level flying magic weapons, which are just right for use.

Mu Yi didn't even look at it, so she pointed to one of the low-level flying boats and nodded towards the shopkeeper.

Satisfied, I held that low-level magic weapon and couldn't put it down. I saw Mu Yi talking to the shopkeeper in a low voice, and took out a "spirit-like stone" to show him. Naturally, the well-informed shopkeeper didn't dare Negligently, he flipped through it carefully, and finally said hesitantly, "I seem to have some impressions of this thing, but I have to look it up."

Mu Yi has always wanted to find out what the "spirit-like stones" are. When we came out of that space, we took away all the "spirit-like stones" that could be taken away. A stone like 10 yuan, although there are some hidden dangers when used for cultivation, but the aura contained in it is indeed not to be underestimated, and it may also be used for other purposes.

Mu Yi left a small piece of "spirit-like stone" and left the treasure pavilion after agreeing on a time for the next meeting.

It was almost noon.

I tugged on Mu Yi's sleeve, "Let's go eat."

The word eating is also unfamiliar to Mu Yi.

It was probably the first time he stepped into a smoky restaurant. The waiter was used to greeting guests from all over the world. Although he was a mortal, when he saw the monk, his face didn't change. He just wiped the table. , asked what he wanted with a smile on his face.

Mu Yi naturally followed me, and I unceremoniously ordered a large table.

In fact, logically speaking, Lingxiu is not interested in these foods. I order so many things, and more, for a kind of psychological satisfaction.

Moving the chopsticks casually, Mu Yi next to him was sipping a glass of boiled water.

I tried to persuade him to drink some wine. The wine here is fragrant, mellow, soft and refreshing, and the taste is actually quite good. I passed the wine glass to Mu Yi's thin lips. He glanced at me, opened his mouth, and drank slowly. Two bites.

Sure enough, wine is only interesting if two people drink it. I am satisfied and drank the rest of the wine in one gulp.

At this time, I heard a person calling Mu Yi's name.

I saw a young man running up from downstairs, shouting as he ran, "Mu Yi, I thought I was wrong when I was down there, but it turned out to be you." build.

"Qiao Zhang." Mu Yi replied softly.

This young man named Qiao Zhang sat beside him and looked at me with interest. I felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him, so I took the flagon and poured him a glass of wine, and raised my hand as a gesture. Said, "Please."

He burst out laughing, "Which family does this doll belong to? It's so small that it looks like a grown-up." He stretched out his hand to pinch my face. After hearing what he said, my face was already dark. Looking at my current image, it is indeed a bit funny, but I know it well in my heart, and I always feel a little annoyed when someone tells me about it.

Mu Yi pushed his hand away.

Qiao Zhang shouted, "Could it be the wood?" He nodded vigorously, "It must be, I haven't seen you pay attention to anything other than the wood. Tell us brothers and sisters, hey, you really are." He shook his head, "What happened to you, why did you suddenly leave without saying goodbye, you don't know how ugly Master Zi's face was when he found out." He called I shivered.

It is difficult to establish a long-term and deep relationship between monks, except for a very few exceptions.

Mu Yi wiped off the remaining stains around my mouth with her fingertips, and said casually, "Something happened to me, and I just got out of trouble not long ago."

Qiao Zhang snorted, "Anyway, it's good to be back. Uncle Zi is a very nice person, and he won't embarrass you."

I drank another glass of wine, this is Mu Yi's life that I have not participated in.

I was at a loss for the names and things they said, so I could only drink with my head depressed.

At this time, it's not easy for Mu Yi to refuse directly, he still understands the basics of the world.

The two chatted in a hurry, Qiao Zhang probably came down the mountain to handle some business, and left again in a hurry.

Mu Yi picked me up and walked on the way home.

He has a faint smell of wine on his body. He wears a wide robe and wide sleeves. He walks like clouds and flowing water. When I drank too much wine, my mind started to get dizzy. I lay on Mu Yi's shoulder and looked at the The clogs made some splashes.

It's a good feeling to stop here for a while.