I grab red envelopes with the gods

Chapter 142 The Resurrected Little Tree

Yang Feng didn't expect to have guests anytime soon, so he didn't rush to his "Underworld Travel Agency" and slept at home for a long time.

"If this hell is not for looking for Qingyu, then don't go down lightly. If I go a few more times, even if I have spiritual power, I will collapse." said with concern.

Suddenly, Yang Feng seemed to hear some strange calling, he was stunned with doubts, listened straight to his ears, and completely quieted down again.

Inadvertently, a voice is suddenly heard again.

"Could it be that Lingxi is back?" Yang Feng rushed into the direction of the forest, and various vegetation grew from the part that had been burned before. It is estimated that it will take many years for it to recover by itself, to reach the original forest level.

The voice of calling came from that mysterious altar, and Yang Feng rushed up to it, but there was no one's figure, but in the center of the altar, there was a mass of black ashes.

Some incompletely burnt roots can still be vaguely seen in the ashes, only Xiaoshu can recognize them, these are the wreckage left by Xiaoshu after his death.

Yang Feng still remembered that on the first day after Lingxi disappeared, he searched the entire space.The altar that suddenly appeared was of course Yang Feng's focus. Yang Feng remembered the situation very clearly, because there was absolutely no foreign object on the altar.

In other words, this thing appeared out of the blue.

"This thing wasn't here originally," Yang Feng said to himself.

As soon as Yang Feng finished speaking, a broken tree root drilled out of the wreckage, waved to Yang Feng, as if to say hello, and then it used this root to firmly drag the wreckage to the ground.

Yang Feng looked at the roots of the tree and a long black mark on the steps of the sacrificial altar, and immediately understood that this is a small tree, from where did it climb up here!

The small tree has only a small section of roots that are not completely dead. It has to be said that this is a miracle, and it belongs to Xiaoqiang.

The little tree crawled on the ground for a while, and a crooked "blood" character was formed on the ground, and then waved its roots to signal.

"You want blood?"

The little tree nodded quickly with its roots.

Yang Feng immediately prepared to give it some of his own blood, but Xiaoshu shook his head again, it didn't want Yang Feng's blood.

Yang Feng questioned: "Do you want other blood?"

Xiaoshu nodded again.

This is a little embarrassing, and the little tree can't speak, so do you want to talk about all the creatures on the earth?
At this moment, the shadow of a few drops of blood suddenly flashed in Yang Feng's mind, most likely it was the few drops of blood left by Lingxi.

Yang Feng asked rather anxiously: "You want Lingxi's blood?"

Xiaoshu nods!

Yang Feng began to worry, could the blood on the ground really belong to Lingxi, otherwise Xiaoshu wouldn't want something he didn't even have.

"You wait, I'll get it"

Yang Feng burrowed into the lush grass. The new plants are basically these grasses. In the center of the grass, there is no vegetation there, because the whole ground has been burnt into crystals, and the grass seeds in the ground have been destroyed. Totally toasted.

The few drops of blood were the same as the first time I saw it, still not dried into blood spots, but still coagulated into blood droplets, but now the blood droplets formed a fruit-like orange-brown.

Yang Feng picked up these blood drops and went back as fast as possible.

When Yang Feng returned to the altar, Xiao Shu stopped moving, as if he was dead.

The roots were drooping and lifeless.

Yang Feng probed a little with his spiritual power, and found that the remaining part of the small tree's tissue was completely dead, and most of the residual roots were completely carbonized.

Totally dead!
"Ah~"

Yang Feng was suddenly very afraid of the future catastrophe. Karmic catastrophe could be avoided by avoiding the world, but not so, it would appear wherever he hid.

He put the blood drop on the altar casually, and was about to leave when suddenly the altar emitted a dazzling white light.The blood drops on the ground melted, turned into liquid blood, and rolled towards the wreckage of the small tree.

On the wreckage, blood spread out, as if blood vessels were all over the body.

Yang Feng retreated cautiously, and just as he retreated, a phantom more than ten meters high appeared, which was an enlarged version of Xiaoshu.

After a long time, the phantom froze, a gust of wind blew past, and the wreckage below finally dissipated.

Xiaoshu's body, more than ten meters tall, paused again, and when it landed on the ground, it turned into a young girl wearing a pink fairy dress. Holding a piece of wishful thinking.

Yang Feng asked suspiciously: "Are you Xiaoshu?"

"Who is Xiaoshu? I don't have a name!" The girl asked curiously, then turned and walked in a certain direction without even looking at Yang Feng.

Yang Feng followed and the girl entered the Taolin.

As she walked, she waved the jade ruyi in her hand. Wherever she passed, the peach trees suddenly grew several meters high.

Originally, the flowers on these peach trees seemed to never end, but suddenly there was a flicker, and the fruit suddenly began to bear fruit, but this time the fruit was a little slower, and in some places the peach blossoms did not continue to bloom after falling.

Walking back and forth in the entire peach forest, the girl squatted at one end of the forest, crossed her legs and looked at the peach forest with a silly smile.

Yang Feng finally found a chance to ask: "What are you doing?"

The girl shook her head and said with a smile, "I don't know!"

"Then why are you laughing?"

The girl smiled again: "I don't know, I'm so happy!"

Yang Feng suddenly asked again: "Then do you know what will happen to these trees?"

"49 days a reincarnation", the girl simply counted with her fingers "bloom, bear fruit, bloom again, bear fruit again, bloom again, bear fruit again..."

Yang Feng realized that he seemed to be asking for nothing.

and many more!

"There is a cycle of 49 days, you mean it can bear fruit only once in 49 days?"

"Yeah," the girl nodded repeatedly.

No matter what Yang Feng asked, the girl would answer with a smile, but basically it was the same as the previous two questions, and she would happily say she didn't know.

If you are a normal person, you must be very confused if you don't even know who you are, but now Xiaoshu is not only not troubled at all, but has always maintained a happy appearance, just remembering to take care of these peach trees.

While Yang Feng was a little envious, he felt cold in his heart. Isn't this just like a machine that only knows how to work.

The girl seemed to only see the peach grove in front of her eyes. Although she was answering Yang Feng's question, she never moved her eyes away.

Yang Feng looked in the direction of the altar, and murmured: "The Conferred God Altar, what made her become like this, is it this altar or Lingxi's blood?"

Yang Feng glanced at Taolin, and he would know the result after 49 days.

(End of this chapter)