What bad thoughts can a little snake have?

The green leaves sway slightly, and the wind blowing in carries the fragrance of grass and trees, as well as the warm temperature.

The sun slanted into the cave, and only a little warm light touched the little green snake curled up in the circle, which was still sleeping soundly. It turned into a gentle caress and landed on the little snake's head.

When Xue Qing woke up, he felt exhausted after being exhausted.

It was probably the side effects of the past effects of the elixir that made Xue Qing feel like his bones were sore and tired from overuse.

But the demon power has almost recovered.

The little snake turned his head, and found that the place in front of him was not the place where he fell when he was unconscious, but a cave.

This cave should have been carefully cleaned by someone, and it looks clean and tidy.

The little snake moved, only to realize that there was something under it.

It is the cassock of Fahai.

The precious cassock that he usually wears on his body is now casually placed on the ground in the cave, allowing it to get dusty, and laying it under the little snake.

Because the body of the little snake is not big, it looks even smaller when curled up in a circle, so Fahai folded the cassock, which is a bit too big for the little snake, to make it thicker and softer under the little snake .

Seeing the cassock under his body, Xue Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

From this point of view, Fa Hai should not have left him to run away...?

But where did Fa Hai go?

There is only him and a snake in the cave, and the outside is a strange wilderness.

The little snake first stretched upwards, stretched its body, and stretched itself by the way.

However, it is probably because he has been in a coma for too long. Although his mind is clear, his muscles have not fully recovered.

He stretched out, but because he didn't grasp the strength well, he rolled directly, and the snake's head hit the ground, knocking Xue Qing really awake.

Fortunately, there was a cassock that was padded, but it was just an insignificant dull pain.

Xue Qing simply turned into a human form, stretching his waist while walking towards the entrance of the cave.

The young man's body is like a wicker that has sprouted, exuding green vigor and lushness.

The sunlight pouring in from outside the cave gave him a gentle hug, under the light, his blue robe was like the sparkling waves on the surface of the lake, reflecting the faint pearly light.

The darkness was left behind him.

His whole body seemed to be glowing.

Xue Qing walked to the entrance of the cave, stretched out his head and looked around.

There are only verdant vegetation all around, and there is no end in sight.

But still no figure.

What about Fahai?

Won't really leave, will it?

Thinking of this possibility, Xue Qing's original mood sank a little because of this thought.

He pushed aside the vegetation covering the edge of the cave and took a few more steps outside.

This cave is fairly hidden, blocked by shrubs, if you don't look closely, you can't find it.

Xue Qing wandered aimlessly for a while, and heard the faint sound of a stream, only to realize that he had unknowingly approached a stream.

It's just that he hasn't seen Fa Hai's figure yet.

Xue Qing just thought about whether he had gone too far, and was wondering whether to go back, when he heard a sound beside him.

He seemed to feel it, and turned his head.

Xue Qing looked into those phoenix eyes.

Vibrating with this is the heartbeat of the heart.

Those pupils are so deep, like a long-lasting galaxy vortex, as if being sucked involuntarily after watching it for a long time.

It seemed that whenever they looked at Fa Hai, they would involuntarily look into each other's eyes.

Four eyes facing each other.

In Fahai's arms was holding some plump fruits with good color and luster.

It turned out that he was going to pick fruit.

The eminent monk of Lingyin Temple, who was supposed to sit on the lotus seat and chant sutras, was actually picking leaves and fruits in the mountains at this moment.

The cassock with dark patterns and Zhuhua was also taken off, and the monk's robe was also turned into a four-dimensional appearance by Fahai for the convenience of walking.

The cold golden lacquered Buddha statue that seemed to be high above suddenly came alive, and fell from the sky to the earth in an instant.

Fa Hai is a young man in his early twenties.

I don't know if it was because of the sun or other reasons, but Fa Hai's complexion was a little pale, and even his lips were sickly white.

Could it be that Fa Hai's cultivation has not recovered yet?

The mouth reacted faster than the brain, and Xue Qing had already asked.

"Has your body recovered yet?"

Fa Hai's eyes fell on Xue Qing like a gentle wind.

"almost."

Fa Hai replied.

But that look couldn't fool anyone.

Without waiting for Fa Hai to continue talking, Xue Qing reached out and grabbed Fa Hai's hand, poking into the demon power to investigate.

Xue Qing's face froze, Fa Hai's inner mansion was still empty, and his cultivation had not recovered at all.

"Where's your mana?"

Xue Qing frowned and asked, with anxiety in his tone that he didn't realize.

Fahai has no mana, and is just like an ordinary person at this moment.

Could it be that Fa Hai's cultivation has been irreversibly damaged?

"Nothing." Fahai looked indifferent, as if he was not talking about his own body.

"It will get better after a few more days of training."

Seeing that Fa Hai didn't want to say more, Xue Qing had no choice but to let go.

That's it.

Instead, he had to think of something else.

But at this moment, he didn't have to worry about whether Fa Hai, who had no cultivation base, would hurt him.

In the past few days at Lingyin Temple, he also lost his demon power and had no cultivation.

Now the two seem to be replaced.

It was very dramatic.

"Let's go back."

Fa Hai handed the fruit in his arms to Xue Qing, turned around and walked back.

After receiving the fruit, Xue Qing followed Fa Hai's pace.

Xue Qing didn't know these wild fruits, but they looked really good.

Xue Qing picked up one and put it in his mouth.

It is refreshingly sweet.

It was so sweet that he couldn't help squinting his eyes.

Under the light, Xue Qing's eyes were not as dark as a cold night like Fa Hai's, but had a brown color, like shiny and beautiful amber.

At this moment, those almond eyes were bent, and the raised eyelashes seemed to be filled with sweet pleasure.

But after following Fa Hai for a few steps, Xue Qing noticed something was wrong.

"Did we go wrong?"

Why did he feel that it was not like this road before.

Fahai didn't speak, just walked forward in silence.

Xue Qing had no choice but to continue to follow.

After walking for dozens of steps, the eyes suddenly opened up.

It is a flowing natural spring.

A pool of natural and clear water is formed.

There are stones on the side, which just rightly surround the pool of water.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Xue Qing would probably have thought that the pool of water was more like a man-made pool, an outrageous coincidence.

There is also a flowering tree beside the pool.

Albizia julibrissin blooms, like balls of red and pink velvet, the lower end is white snow color, dotted on the tree.

The wind blows the flowers.

The calm pool is like a big piece of jade.

Everything is like in a dream.

Xue Qing couldn't help but blurted out praise: "It's so beautiful."

He reached out to touch a soft silk tree.

Like a tuft of fine fluff, it blooms in his hands.

Unexpectedly, there is such a fairyland hidden in this place.

Did Fahai lead him here on purpose?

Xue Qing turned her head, but she didn't know how to speak to Shang Fahai's phoenix eyes.

So he turned his eyes again, avoiding Fa Hai's gaze, and looked at the acacia tree by the pool.

This acacia tree has been growing here for several years.

The trunk is thick, and the roots are knotted all the way to the ground, but the canopy is so lush that it almost covers the entire water pool under the shade of trees.

However, under the sunshine in early summer, it was a little more shaded, which also made the pool a little colder.

Xue Qing couldn't help getting closer, stretched out his fingertips on the bank, and touched the calm surface of the pool.

His reflection was reflected on the calm water, as clear as a mirror.

I don't know if it is because the water is so clear that there are no fish. The water in the pool is so clear that it is not very deep, and you can see the bottom of the pool at a glance.

But Xue Qing looked at it for a long time but didn't find any fish in it, so he stretched out his hand to shake the water.

The sun shines through the dense leaves, and is crushed into pieces of gold and falls to the surface of the pond.

As soon as the wind blew, one after another Albizia Julibrissin also fell on Xue Qing's reflection in the pool with the wind.

One of them happened to fall on the position of Xue Qing's head in the reflection. At first glance, it seemed to put a flower on Xue Qing.

With this flower as the center, ripples spread out in circles, in the broken reflection.

Xue Qing found that there was another person beside the reflection in the pool.

In the shattered shadow, the two reflections also shattered together, fused together intimately.

Xue Qing seemed to be aware of it, and he turned his head to look behind him.

And what came oncoming was a hand that suddenly approached.

Not knowing what to do, Xue Qing subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

But the hand only reached his hair.

Touch the green silk with your fingertips, and pick a mischievous Albizia juliensis from it.

It turned out to help him take off the flowers that fell on his head.

Looking at the Albizia Julibrissin in Fa Hai's palm, Xue Qing suddenly realized as if he was relieved.

But this acacia tree loses so many flowers when it blows, won't it be bald?

Xue Qing glanced angrily at the acacia tree that was still drooping, and couldn't help questioning it.

However, the silk tree will not respond to his question.

Only the monk beside him stood quietly by his side.

Like a silent statue.