[Bump World] Shan Sheng Lone Tree

"Where are you from?" Zitang Huan finally sat down on the grass and asked me with a smile.

Finally, the day came when I could be seen.I used to dream that someone could talk to me, even birds and mosquitoes, but now a living person talks to me so seriously, I am really flattered.

I opened my mouth slowly, feeling unfamiliar with my own voice, and the vibration of my vocal cords made my throat faintly itchy.I only heard an unskilled voice floating in the air, and it took me a long time to realize that I was talking:

"I come from a faraway place. Talking is already a rare skill there."

Zitang hallucinated, nodded and said: "This kind of place is really unheard of."

I hastily nodded my head twice, and gently brushed my left chest with my right hand.I can feel some power buzzing, which is novel and exciting.This rhythm is like the wind passing through the woods, or like a fish jumping in a shallow stream.

Everything turned around this morning.I was standing alone in this high and cold place again, unaccompanied, staring blankly at the majestic hall in the distance, but I felt my body sink, and when I looked down, it was Zitang Huan leaning on the tree trunk.

"I'm so tired..." He took off his black-rimmed glasses, revealing a pair of clear blue eyes.

I don't know why, I looked up and there was no sign of anyone else.It seems that Zitang Huan came alone.Coming to this unremarkable small hill alone, and showing this tiredness, made me a little curious.

Zitang Huan didn't realize my gaze, and said to himself: "I haven't been to this place before, but it always feels familiar. Maybe I've passed by before—but why don't I remember such an empty barrenness?

"You must be dizzy." The purple-haired boy let out another sigh, and leaned his head on my body, his hands naturally dropped to the tip of the green grass, soaked in the bright dew of the morning.

I was tempted to tell him that we had met face-to-face not so long ago.But even if I say it now, he will hear it, maybe Zitang Huan will still be confused: When did I know a tree?

So, this meeting is just wishful thinking on my part.Who told me to grow into a tree, and it still grows on this small hill that is not rugged enough but is prone to disasters.

Zitang Huan didn't know when he fell asleep, his shoulders heaved and fell frequently, and his breathing was steady.I stared at it for a while, feeling bored, so I stretched my gaze further away.Something seemed to have happened in the hall. There were scorched marks and damaged holes on the snow-white walls, and the hall was surrounded by broken walls.

I thought to myself: "What happened?" But I didn't notice that the purple-haired boy had opened those clear eyes, stood up in surprise, and looked me up and down.I noticed the burning gaze and looked at him.

Zitang Huan put on his eyes in disbelief, looked up at the old tree in front of him: "Did I hear wrong?" After asking this sentence, the surprised look eased, and he nodded himself: "I must have heard wrong. But this tree looks familiar, as if I’ve seen it somewhere before.”

Zitang Huan behaved so strangely, I thought it might be some kind of setback.Sure enough, just when I thought so, he sat down slowly again, and said in a loud voice: "Since we are so destined, let me talk to you. Some things can only be said to you."

I didn't know who the "you" he was referring to was at first, and it wasn't until Zitang Huan touched the notch on the rough tree trunk with his fingers that I realized that he was going to speak to me.It seems that this young man really didn't realize that there was an old dryad who was good at complaining and was watching him all the time.

"I'm really useless." Just as Zitang Huan opened his mouth, it was a bitter self-mockery.

I couldn't see it, so I whispered: "You are a scholar who is useless, and you don't study much here, and it is very useful to know martial arts." Anyway, no one can hear it, and it is already my daily routine to complain casually. up.

Unexpectedly, Zitang Huan straightened up in an instant, and looked at me in amazement.I was also taken aback, thinking that he had suddenly gone mad and didn't know what to do.

Unexpectedly, with a trembling voice, Zitang Huan staggered back two steps, pointed at me and muttered: "Who is talking! I have heard it several times, there is absolutely no way I heard it wrong!"

What did you hear wrong?

After Zitang Huan finished speaking, he approached quickly again, which made me confused.He put on the glasses, and finally showed a scholarly air, which made me want to take back what I said just now.Then I thought about it, no one can see me or hear me, so why should I be responsible for what I say?

Unexpectedly, Zitang Huan suddenly broke a branch from me.This movement was unremarkable, but it was a coincidence that my consciousness was resting on this branch at that time, and this movement could make me spin around, and I couldn't breathe for a long time.

I don't know what happened, anyhow, when the eyes were brought together again, Zitang Huan's face was enlarged.It can be seen that his pale complexion is a little naturally weak, and a pair of water blue eyes are staring straight at me.

I suddenly realized that my spiritual consciousness had been picked off together with the branches!

Zitang Huan said to himself: "What's going on..." After finishing speaking, he turned the branch in his hand over and over again to check it, which made me toss up and down, dizzy, and finally couldn't stand it anymore.

He let out a long sigh, and said: "I live with the blood of the Zitang family..." Before he finished speaking, he stopped, his eyes were round and his eyebrows were raised.

It took him a long time before he screamed: "Ahhhhhhhh! Monster!"

Although Zitang Huan's move is indeed very neurotic, but I probably already know the reason.In the moment he ran away, I saw something else in those clear eyes.

The empty sky, the lonely overgrown grass, and the concave and convex hall with black smoke in the distance.In addition, I also saw a figure standing quietly in front of him.

When I move people, I move, and when I laugh, people also laugh.

So I'm really not sure whether Zitang Huan was frightened by my sudden appearance, or by my terrifying smile.

Zitang Huan staggered a few steps, then stopped.He calmed down his breath, took a deep breath, and pointed at me with a branch: "You, you, what are you!"

This sentence is actually imposing, and it would be better not to stutter.

I feel that after detaching from the branches, the whole person has a feeling of floating, as if the ground is no longer under the feet, and the air around the body is no longer.It was an unreal, unfamiliar feeling.

I think it may be that I have cultivated to the top and can finally become a humanoid tree demon.So he explained in the gentlest voice: "Young man, I am the branch in your hand."

Zitang was stunned.

I said: "You don't have to be surprised, actually I didn't think of it. But I still need to remind you, don't confide in anything casually, who knows if that guy has become a genius."