My plug-in is a fairy grass

Chapter 33 Fusion
That night, in Yang Zhen's room.

Candlelight flickered, and a child was reading at his desk.

It was about ten o'clock at night, and most people were already asleep at this time, but for Yang Zhen, it was the time to read a book.

What he browsed was a county annals of Weiyang County.There was a row of bookshelves in the wing, and he picked this one up.

This is a world where humans and monsters coexist.A thick county annals, seven or eight out of ten are records of monsters hurting people everywhere, and there are stories of immortals beheading and killing monsters.

What surprised Yang Zhen was the vastness of this world.According to the data given in the book, he roughly estimated that the area of ​​one of the counties alone is more than 20 square kilometers, which is equivalent to a province in the previous life.The entire Weiyang County has nine counties under its jurisdiction, with a total area of ​​nearly 200 million.

There are 72 counties in Xu State, how big is this territory?

Xu country only occupies a corner of the world, how big is this world?

Compared with the vast land of Weiyang County, the county's population of 400 million does not seem large.Almost all human beings live together in groups, and the smallest village has more than a thousand people.Beyond these human strongholds lies the vast wilderness, which is a paradise for monsters and beasts.

Each village occupies a large area. These villages scattered in the wilderness are like candlelight in the dark night, and they are attacked by monsters from time to time.Scattered attacks can be repelled, but large-scale ones often result in the destruction of entire villages.There have been more than a dozen tragedies like Tianjia Village in the past century.

What is even more frightening is a phenomenon called spiritual explosion. Once it occurs, all the beasts in the entire area will become demons.The losses caused at that time were far from the destruction of several villages.

There has been a spiritual explosion in Weiyang County in the past hundred years, in a place called Shangguan County.

In the end, all the immortals in the county temple were mobilized, and the beast tide was wiped out, but Shangguan County was completely empty, and it has not recovered yet.

Mourning how difficult people's lives are!In this world, if you don't become a fairy, you will eventually be an ant!

Yang Zhen was filled with emotion.

After closing the county annals, he pressed his temples hard—there was still some pain in his head.

After taking off her shoes and coat, Yang Zhen fetched a thin quilt to cover her, and lay on her back on the bed.

The left hand next to the wall held a small stone, but the right hand held a cup filled with water, and fell asleep...

……

When he woke up again, he really entered this mysterious stone space again.

Yang Zhen looked at herself.The cup and water are there, but the shoes, coat, and quilt are not on him.

It seems that something must be grasped and worn on the body to be brought into this space.

He turned in the direction of the seedling.The cloth bag, those copper coins, spirit drops, and the wooden carving were all there.

There are still 25 undamaged spiritual drops left, and there is another one that is close to the milky white root of the seedling. The color is much more obscure, but it can be seen that there is still a lot of spiritual energy in it.

"The speed at which the seedlings absorb the spirit drops is not as fast as imagined!" Yang Zhen thought, "That's fine, as long as it's like yesterday, these spirit drops won't last for a few days."

Looking at the seedling again, she has already branched out a stalk, like two green straws squeezed together, only separated at the top in two directions.

Yang Zhen touched the stalk lightly, it was tender and supple.He had a strange feeling, as if touching the body of a child.

This made him play tricks.Stretching out his finger, he flicked vigorously on the top of the stalk, and there was a tingling sensation on his finger, and at the same time he felt an angry emotion.

"There is really a little life in here!" Yang Zhen was overjoyed.

"But the temper is not small. If you are a little rude, you will fight back." Yang Zhen secretly laughed, but the feeling of pity in her heart became stronger.

"Want to drink water?" In order to make up for the rashness just now, he asked a little flatteringly.

The seedlings were motionless and did not respond.

"That is agreed."

Yang Zhen took the cup and poured water around the seedlings.

The water soaks into the soil at a speed visible to the naked eye and disappears quickly.Yang Zhen touched the seedling again, and this time she could feel the other party's joy and satisfaction.

"Then leave it to you!" He dug a small hole next to the seedling and poured all the water into it.This time the water did not disappear quickly, and remained in the pit, with a faint white light shining.

After finishing these, Yang Zhen moved her body and sat down beside the seedlings.

Regardless of whether this little thing understands or not, he rambled on about his experiences in the past few days.

"Tell me, why am I so unlucky that I have time-traveled! Hey, I don't know how my parents are doing now?"

"This Zhao family is pretty good, not like the rich and powerful families in my imagination. It's also good to me, I tell stories every day, and I get rewards..."

"Do you want to hear a story, or do you want me to tell you a piece of "Journey to the West"?"

"Nurse asked me to go to Zhu's house tomorrow, has everything been found out? Tell me, will they find out that I'm a fake?"

……

Many of these are the words that Yang Zhen kept in his heart.In this world, he has no one to confide in, not even the iron pillar who has saved his life.

Travelers are lonely. They have another soul in their hearts, so they are destined to be lonely forever.

No one of a kind, no one understands.

However, in this mysterious space, in front of a spiritual grass, Yang Zhen found someone to talk to.

Here, he doesn't have to worry about his thoughts being known, and he doesn't have to worry about his time-traveling identity being exposed. He can even comment on everyone he meets here without any scruples:
"Madam asked me to check the accounts, is this considered to be using me as a weapon? Caiyan said that I don't need to find out anything, but if I really can't find anything, will Madam think I am useless?"

"Yue'er, that girl has quite a temper. Every time I break the chapter, she feels like she wants to bite me to death. Hmph, I'll just choose the important place to stop, and let her get anxious."

"Nurse is very kind, and it can be seen that she was a beautiful woman when she was young."

"Aren't all the women who cultivate immortals beautiful? Madam is going to put it with us. She is definitely a first-line star, so popular."

"Caiyun really likes to laugh..."

"Caiyan is an excellent secretary..."

……

"I'm sleepy, I'll come to you tomorrow night. Hey, the things here should be taken out, right?"

Yang Zhen picked up the cup, grabbed a few copper coins and put them in her arms, lay down beside the grass, and fell asleep...

……

This is a meadow full of flowers, with luxuriant grass, warblers flying and butterflies dancing, like a fairy tale world.

The refreshing fragrance of flowers made him even more intoxicated, and he was lazy.

It was as if a pair of slender hands were gently pressing his head, and a singing voice like the sound of nature sounded in his ears.

As the singing fluttered, Yang Zhen felt that she was wrapped in a layer of hazy white light, and her whole body was warm.

Warm currents flowed through every part of the body, and wherever they went, it was like dry land, desperately absorbing the water.Slowly, the land was moistened, and the whole body seemed to come alive again, and the breath of life came out vigorously.

The white light disappeared.

Yang Zhen suddenly had a realization: her soul and this body were finally fully fused together...

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