slack farmer in the wasteland

Chapter 17 Despised by the Tree

Things went smoothly, Cang Hai stopped staying in the county, went directly to the bus station, bought a ticket to the city, went straight to the high-speed rail station in the city, and took the high-speed rail all the way to Shanghai.

By the time we arrived at Shanghai, it was already time to go to work. After eating some food, Canghai started to go to the United States. Since it was not the first time to go, it was easy to say, and it took two days. With time to finish these things, Cang Hai directly bought a plane ticket and went straight to the United States.

Although Cang Hai is not familiar with Los Angeles, he is not unfamiliar either. He passed by several times in a hurry, and when he got off the plane, he dragged his small luggage and headed straight for Death Valley where the General Sherman tree was located.This place is only more than three hours' drive away from Los Angeles. The plane landed in the morning, and at noon, Cang Hai stood in the Metasequoia National Park in Death Valley, and rented a camper at a campground not far away. car as a temporary home.

There are not many tourists here in this season, and there are naturally fewer campers. The Canghai side also fell into a quiet place. After tidying up things, I suffered a jet lag and rushed to a huge Metasequoia the next day. Forest away.

Standing in front of a group of giant metasequoias, Cang Hai understood what it means to cover the sky and block out the sun, and what it means to have a tree like a canopy. Think about it, when a person faces a huge tree with a thickness of [-] meters and a height of [-] meters, he will naturally There was a sense of insignificance.What's more, there is not only this giant tree around here, but also a General Grant tree not far away.

Turned around the big tree for a few times, then stayed away from the big tree, found a dry place to set up the tent he brought, Cang Hai pulled out the tooth-shaped pendant from his neck, pressed it Professor Shadow pinched the formula with his gestures, and whispered the obscure incantation that he didn't know where it came from.

With the end of the spell, the figure on the tooth began to emit light green light slowly, the light was not strong, if there was nothing, it was almost invisible if you didn't look carefully. As the light flowed, Cang Hai felt that the air There seemed to be something drawn and absorbed by the light on the teeth, and it couldn't stop rushing towards the teeth.

All of this is just a feeling, if you open your eyes, you can't see it at all, because of guilty conscience, Cang Hai stuck his head out of the tent, looked around for a long time, but found nothing unusual, so he honestly put his head out of the tent. The head shrank back again.

Cang Hai is not needed to maintain the spell if it is to be guided to completion. Apart from not being able to leave too far away, Cang Hai is also at leisure. Fortunately, Cang Hai has already prepared, brought a power bank and an IPAD, and downloaded a lot of spells. He held the e-book in his hand and read it.

From morning to night, and seeing the sun set, Cang Hai packed up his things and went back to the camp. Because it was not attracting attention, Cang Hai didn't close his teeth, and he could also absorb the essence of the small tree next to him when he was sleeping. , although these small trees do not have as much essence as the big trees, but Liao Yousheng Wu, anyway, the disaster is the resources of the Americans, Cang Hai has no psychological burden at all, let the tooth pendant open up and suck!
In the days that followed, Cang Hai was like a hermit, leaving early and returning late every day, living near the camp and the General Sherman tree at two o'clock and one line.

Several times the guards in Gongwei felt that Cang Hai was a bit strange, but when they questioned Cang Hai a few times and observed that he did not do anything harmful to the ecology, they let him stay. Some days, Cang Hai also met the guards who watched the park and made friends, had nothing to do, drank some wine, bragged, and so on, which can be regarded as passing some time and relieving some loneliness.

Although there is an ugly donkey and a tiger-headed yellow in the space, Cang Hai can't stay in the space all day and play with donkeys and dogs, and as soon as he enters the space, the ritual of absorbing the tooth pendant will automatically end, and he can go out. The curse has to be cast again, so Canghai only enters the space every now and then when feeding the dog.

As Cang Hai stays longer, the teeth on the outside have not changed much, but the so-called melting pot of life in the space, that is, the well from Cang Hai's point of view, has changed. It started to turn dark green, and the water inside also turned bright green.

In addition, there were green fluorescent lights that fell on the water surface like falling stars, and soon melted into the well water like snowflakes.

As the greenness in the water became stronger and stronger, a month later, the Seed of Life floating in the air began to change. The original brown shell began to appear tiny cracks, and the original greenness in the water also turned into streaks. The soft light entered the seeds along the cracks.

All of these imply that the seed of life is slowly sprouting, and Cang Hai's curiosity is getting bigger and bigger, especially wanting to see how miraculous this so-called seed of life can be.

Another month passed, and when Cang Hai entered the space again, he found that at some point, the brown shell of life had fallen off, exposing the seeds inside.

Originally, Cang Hai thought that something with such an awesome name would make people jump up in surprise, but when faced with this thing, Cang Hai's heart was actually full of disappointment.

This thing is not magical, it is still brown inside, a bit like a long-haired coconut, but it is fusiform, with a bulge in the middle and two pointed ends, and a small green bud emerges from the pointed point of one end, about The fingers are so long, and the yellow ones are a bit like newly sprouted soybean sprouts, unpretentious.

"Damn it! Is this what you've been working on for a long time?"

Not seeing the golden light, but also seeing miracles, Cang Hai felt that his life as an ascetic monk for the past two months seemed a little bit worthwhile.

"never mind!"

After looking at it for a while, Cang Hai felt that there was no need to be angry with this thing, and he was honestly waiting to go back to his hometown to find a place to plant this thing.

The seeds germinated, and Canghai should have left, but these days it seems to be a bit addictive.

Two months have passed, and the donkey hasn't changed. Cang Hai is not surprised at all, but what the tiger-headed yellow cong looks like when he comes in, and what he looks like after two months, Cang Hai feels a little depressed because he just eats and doesn't last long.

There was still time, and with the thought that there would be no harm in saving more, Cang Hai stayed around here again, continuing to suck the essence of the nearby trees.

Cang Hai is still a bit obsessive-compulsive, the color of the edge of the well in the original space turned crisp green because of the broken seeds, and he didn't want to leave until it turned black again, so he stayed like this for another month and a half.

By the time Cang Hai decided to leave, it was already the New Year, not only the New Year, but also the first month, and it seemed that it would be the time for spring to come.

Cang Hai was a little bit reluctant. Not only did he become acquainted with the people he guarded, he even made a few foreign friends in the camp. They were all looking for a living, and everyone could chat together. Cang Hai was leaving, and these people specially organized a small party to send Cang Hai off.

Drink some wine, sing and dance around the bonfire, tossing until midnight, and then everyone left.

On the way back to the camping car, Canghai felt a urge to urinate, so he found a place on his back, supported the big tree with one hand and untied his belt with the other.

"Oh, I'm leaving tomorrow!"

While putting the water, Cang Hai was still a little bit reluctant.

Fuck off!

Suddenly, he felt as if someone was telling him to get the hell out of him, and Cang Hai was so startled that he almost peed on his pants.

"Who?"

Cang Hai turned his head and looked around.

He listened carefully, and found that there was only the rustling of leaves around him, and there was no one, let alone a human, not even a dog.

So Cang Hai put his hand on the tree again, ready to support the tree and continue peeing.

As soon as Cang Hai put his hand on the tree, that strange feeling came to his heart again: Get out!
"I'm going! I really drank too much today"

Cang Hai felt that he was really drunk, and actually felt that a tree was expressing dissatisfaction with him.After thinking about it for a while and letting go of his hand, the feeling disappeared all of a sudden. When he put his hand back again, Cang Hai immediately felt the contempt from Dashu again.

I'm going!

Cang Hai shuddered involuntarily, just like that, his fingers were stained with water immediately, he stretched out his hand and subconsciously wiped it on the tree pole, Cang Hai pressed his hand on the tree again.

This time, the original wonderful feeling disappeared again, making Cang Hai wonder if there was something wrong with his spirit.

After touching it a few more times, the big tree still didn't respond, so Cang Hai retracted it, put the bird in the bag, turned around and returned to his camping car, took a shower, lay down on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

The leaves rustle outside the camp, as if the trees are constantly talking to each other, accusing this little bastard from China of plundering the essence that he has accumulated for hundreds of thousands of years.

It's just that the person concerned didn't have any consciousness at all, and now he's sleeping like a dead pig, and sleeping with a small snoring sound is sweet.

When Cang Hai left the next day, he didn't realize that even the sound of the leaves was relaxed today, it seemed that the big trees were sending this plague god farewell, and hoped that this guy would never come here again. If the tree had legs, it would probably run away from Cang Hai long ago, and never want to see him again.

It's a pity that the tree has no legs and can't run. Whether the plague god Canghai comes or not depends not on the tree, but on himself.

(End of this chapter)