Above the nine springs, people rob the earth and the spirit

The leaves of the pomegranate tree fell off, and the flowers withered one by one.

Bai Tianqing was about to stop her hand immediately, but her hand seemed to be stuck, and there was a suction force that was pulling her hand tightly.

She could actually pull it back if she really used force, but considering the village chief's daughter's behavior, she still didn't move.

The leaves fell on her head.

Bai Tianqing shook his head and shook off the leaves.

The pomegranate trees are withering too.

Bit by bit, from top to bottom, it's like it was burned to ashes.

In the end, only a piece of bark remained in the palm of Bai Tianqing's hand.

Bai Tianqing looked at the bark and wondered what it was for.

The ground collapsed because the pomegranate tree had turned to ash and lacked the support of its root system.

Bai Tianqing dug with a knife and came across a hard substance.

When he picked it out, he saw that it was a white skeleton.

She didn't know who it was, and she didn't know how to identify it. This was beyond the scope of high school students' knowledge.

But she had reasonable suspicion that she was the village chief's daughter.

Speaking of this, Bai Tianqing went back and took another look.

After the village chief's daughter exploded, there were no pomegranate seeds, only a black hair-like thing.

Bai Tianqing walked over and poked it, but there was no reaction.

She put the pomegranate peel on again, but there was no reaction.

She was overthinking it. She originally thought that the pomegranate peel was going to be used with the remains of the village chief's daughter.

The hair cannot be put into the body's space, so it can only be stuffed into the school bag. The pomegranate peel seems to contain power and can be swallowed.

After much hesitation, she swallowed.

The power is very weak, better than nothing, it is a negative force.

But memory is huge.

This is the memory of a pomegranate tree.

Start from the perspective of it being a seed.

There was a fat woman who ate a pomegranate and planted the seeds.

That seems to be the village elder's wife.

Soon, spring came, flowers bloomed, and pomegranate seeds sprouted.

The village chief's daughter was also born.

They grew up together.

The village chief's daughter also likes this sapling very much and would water it when she was very young.

After the pomegranate tree grew up, it bore fruit for the first time. It was not very good, but the village chief's daughter was very happy to eat it.

The next year, it bloomed with bright flowers, fiery red pomegranate flowers, like flames, with vigorous vitality. This year, the fruits it grew were red and purple, so sweet that no one who has ever tasted it has experienced it. One person said with emotion: This is really the most delicious pomegranate I have ever eaten. Your pomegranate variety is really good.

Some villagers left the seeds and planted them.

There is almost a pomegranate tree in every house. Whether you like to eat it or not, at least it is really beautiful when it blooms.

The village chief's daughter is growing up day by day. Every May, she likes to copy a pomegranate flower of her own with a pen, and then buries it under the tree, indicating that she painted it for the pomegranate tree, so that it can be seen.

The pomegranate tree didn't respond at first.

Until the day when the village chief’s daughter went to high school.

The world seems to have undergone some changes.

In short, the pomegranate tree has gained some consciousness.

It creates the emotion of "like".

It "likes" its little master.

The little friend he grew up with.

It will bloom more beautiful flowers and bear more fruit.

However, the little master seems to have some problems.

It couldn't tell, but it felt that the ominous power would make the little master die.

It creates "fear".

So when the little master went to the tree to water it, it used all its strength and smashed a pomegranate that hadn't grown yet along with the branch, scratching the little master's body.

The blood linked their lives, it shared its life with the little master, and swallowed up that unknown power.

That power made its consciousness a little clearer. It did no harm to itself, and the little master seemed to be fine.

It produces "happiness."

But how could it be okay? People are people, and trees are trees. People cannot live as long as trees. If something like that happens, it will definitely bring uncontrollable consequences.

Three years later, the pomegranate tree knew the consequences.

Little master, you are going to turn into a pomegranate.

It produces "confusion."

Pomegranate cannot speak or move. Will the little master become like that?

It liked the picture she drew of itself and didn't want her to look like that.

But nothing can be stopped.

Moreover, people in the village began to have problems.

Some white cars came and took away the villagers, and soon the place was blocked.

People call the changes in the body: pomegranate disease.

They said it was an infectious disease.

They couldn't see the pomegranates.

The pomegranate trees were cut down and burned.

include it.

It hurts!

But if it dies, will the little master get better?

will not.

The power sealed in his body exploded.

The people in the village became round overnight, like pomegranates.

It's not dead either, it's resurrected.

The village chief realized the problem. He knew that there was something wrong with the pomegranate tree in his yard!

The villagers also knew that they were about to die, so they rushed in and shouted to kill.

The village elder's wife died, and so did the village chief.

The villagers found the village chief's daughter and wanted to kill her too.

This time, the pomegranate tree became "angry".

No one can touch its little master.

So the pomegranate people really became pomegranates and hung on its trees.

However, pomegranates will always mature, they will split when they are ripe, and a lot of pomegranate seeds will fall when they crack. This is the villagers, they can appear again.

They forget everything and continue to live here as if everyone is normal.

The little master was about to turn into a pomegranate. She was very scared, so it used its power again to absorb the pomegranate seeds in her body.

But she soon developed red bumps again and again.

She collapsed and used a knife to cut open her skin, frantically slashing her face to pieces.

The pomegranate tree was "distressed".

It doesn't want her to die because it will still be "sad".

Therefore, the village chief's daughter has completely become a human-shaped pomegranate. She will not be hung on a tree, she can still walk, and she can still think, but her appearance is different.

But it thought, wouldn’t this be great?

They can always live together.

But she was always in pain.

So, it resurrected the village chief.

But the village chief's wife couldn't. Her body was trampled by those people and her bones were broken, so she couldn't fight. In order to prevent her from seeing it, she buried her mother's bones under the tree.

No matter what, she would be happy if a relative came back to life, right?

No.

It is "distressed".

So, it modified the little master's memory, making her think everything was normal, and she finally looked better.

The days passed like this.

Until one day, a group of humans arrived here.

Many of them had great powers and the villagers were dealt with by them.

So does myself.

So does the little master.

But they couldn't kill them, because that would require it to die, but it wouldn't die.

And, as long as it is night, everything will return to its original state.

Time passed little by little, and the little master seemed to have forgotten everything. As before, his strength was getting stronger and stronger, and he could restore everything to its original state during the day.

Until a new uninvited guest arrives.