Dusk, cliffs, dead trees, green vines around trees... This is everything presented to Jinglin's eyes.

Jing Lin’s own identity is the vine that is like a creeper like a creeper.

"Whipped vines, old trees, crows, small bridges, flowing waters and other families..."

"Crow? Others? There is no way there is a 'people' in this place..."

Jing Lin sighed in his heart as he looked at the scenery under the cliff.

After experiencing the initial panic, excitement and other emotions, Jing Lin almost accepted the reality in this month.

He now clearly understood his situation.

He was reborn as a vine.

My vine is now about five meters long, with green leaves, fan-shaped and flat, and has sharp edges around the palm-sized leaves.

Of course, in addition to the leaves, the vines are also covered with small furry thorns, and the kind that is difficult to see clearly with the naked eye.

In short, the current image of this vine actually looks quite harmless.

Jing Lin’s vision is very strange now, because his vision is now panoramic, and the center point of the vision is based on the tip of his own vine.

From the perspective of the downward view, Jinglin's vines are now coiling on a dead tree that is engraved by one person.

The dead tree was broken in the middle of unknown reasons, and it looked a bit old. After all, the skin of the dead tree was already covered with moss.

At this time, the vine of Jinglin was coiling around a quarter of the height of the dead tree.

And this height is enough for Jinglin's sight to see below and further below the cliff less than one meter away from the dead trees.

The top of the cliff where Jinglin is located is at least not less than 200 meters away from the bottom of the cliff. There is a calm river about five meters wide under the cliff. There is another mountain about five or six kilometers across the river.

The mountains spanned a long distance, which also hindered Jing Lin's view from the distance, but Jing Lin felt that it was enough for the clear view from the distance.

Because after all, it has become a vine, what's the use of no matter how far you see it?

Compared to looking at this primeval forest-like environment, Jinglin cares more about the steep lane built on the side of the cliff from a distance.

The lane is very narrow and steep, and it is similar to manual digging along the cliff. As long as the driver is not careful, it is very likely to rush into the bottom of the cliff.

This kind of lane has obviously been abandoned for a long time. The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment. In the past month, Jinglin has not seen any vehicles or people passing by here.

"Is my rebirth worthless?"

Thinking of all the past life and the warmth and coldness of human feelings when I was only 25 years old, Jing Lin finally sighed.

Looking at the sunset in the sky, Jing Lin suddenly felt firm again.

Since you have a heavy job and since such a thing happens, it is not impossible for a moving vine to be able to do it?

Although this is unscientific, rebirth has happened, and Jing Lin felt that everything is possible and it is the truth.

And whether it is successful or not, people must at least have some goals, otherwise, can they just wait for death if they become a vine?

So what is the meaning of such a rebirth?

Therefore, during this month's rebirth, Jing Lin did the most to keep hinting himself.

It was probably a bit like holding your breath and exerting force, fantasizing that you could move even a little bit of light movement at the tip of the vine.

However, many times the ecstasy ends with disappointment, because the shaking of the vines' pointed beards is mostly caused by the breeze above the cliff...

However, even so, Jing Lin would still not give up.

Time flies, and before I know it, more than a month has passed again.

During this month, Jing Lin still failed to do anything that had made a breakthrough. During this period, Jing Lin tried to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, but he could not do anything except concentrate on looking at the sun and the moon in the sky like a big shot.

Thoughts are beautiful, reality is skinny, very, very real...

In this month, the length of the vine in Jinglin has grown again.

The delicate vine, which was originally only about five meters long, has grown to about ten meters long. At the same time, because he was too bored, he also counted the "joints" on his main vine.

Remove the fine and tender vines at the tip from the main vine, and there are about 163 sections on the main vine as thick as chopsticks.

Each section is about 5 cm away, and leaves grow at each section, about two to three, and roots grow under each section.

And these roots are the main reasons why Jinglin's vine can surround the tree.

The dense joints and dense leaves also make the vine of Jinglin appear very lush, and the lower half of the whole dead tree is almost covered with the green of Jinglin.

Under the moonlit night in summer, although the cliff is quiet, the intermittent sound of insects is heard.

In Jing Lin's eyes, unlike the calm river below the west side of the cliff, countless green trees and leaves on the steep slope on the east side are slowly swaying in the night wind, mixed with insects, which gives the nearby forest a strange and unspeakable vitality.

Tonight, a huge silver full moon hung high above the sky.

And just tonight, when Jing Lin was emptying his mind as before, trying to absorb the energy of the moon, the tip of the vine of Jing Lin began to shake slightly.

At the top of the vine, the tender tips that were originally bent and absorbed on the dead tree suddenly slowly stretched.

The tender vine tip moved very slowly, but it began to slowly face the position of the silver moon above the sky.

After the movement posture of Fujitzu facing Yinyue appeared, it remained for nearly an hour, and then a more surprising scene happened.

As for what happened, Jinglin, who was emptying his mind and sleeping as if he was light sleeping, did not notice it.

At the tip of the delicate vine tip, a silver light began to gather, and the silver light soaked the vine tip like hair, and the vine tip slowly became brighter and brighter.

It was like a firefly's tail tip, and soon the vine tip became brighter and brighter, like a glow stick.

Slowly, the silver light began to invade the vines on the lower half of the vine and also began to invade the green leaves.

The green leaves began to become transparent, and then soon became silver leaves.

The silver light flowed like a transparent liquid, and it kept moving back and forth between the leaves and vines of vines. Silver lights of varying depths instantly lit up everything around.
Chapter completed!