After hearing her boyfriend's reply, Dong Qing smiled like smoke, imagining a romantic walk under these sycamore trees.

Liu Qi and Dong Qing walked slowly on the somewhat dilapidated concrete floor, walking around the old factory.

The appearance of the two aroused the curiosity of passers-by from time to time, and they glanced at Liu Qi and his wife.

When they walked to a nearby small park, an old man in his sixties or seventies stepped forward and blocked the way of the two of them. He spoke in authentic Modu dialect, which made Liu Qi and Dong Qing feel like they were facing aliens.

"Old man! Can you speak Mandarin?" Liu Qi restrained his momentum, touched his nose and asked awkwardly.

"Uh! You are not from Modu!" The old man in front of him was slightly stunned after hearing Liu Qi's words. He spoke Mandarin that is unique to Modu, but at least Liu Qi could understand what the other party said.

"Yes! We are not locals!" Liu Qi was muttering in his heart, nine out of ten people he met must be from outside!!

"I have worked in this old textile factory all my life, and now that the government wants to sell it, I am really reluctant to let it go!" The old man sighed as he looked at the green courtyard wall in front of him.

"Did you buy this old factory?" The old man asked with slightly cloudy eyes as he looked at the tall and tall Liu Qi with some effort.

"Haha! There are a lot of passers-by coming and going. Why is the old man so sure that we bought this old factory?"

"Pedestrians passing by don't care about this old factory as much as you two. They basically focus on it! Others have long been numb to this place. Those who have some financial strength have moved out. Who will stay?

In the old houses nearby!”

Liu Qi nodded after hearing this. The walls of the surrounding residential areas and streets were dark, the cement floors were badly worn, the tiles laid on both sides of the streets had long since disappeared, and the protective railings on the balconies were even more rusty.

As for the so-called layout, it obviously does not appear here, and some are still the most common tube houses.

"Old man! Times are changing, and old things will always be eliminated, including the old residential areas here. Maybe, within a year or two, the country will come up with policies to rebuild this community for you!"

"Have you seen those dozen old trees?" The old man pointed to the tall sycamore tree.

"Grandpa! This is the first time I have seen such a strong sycamore tree in this magical city for so long!" Dong Qing's voice was crisp and gentle, like a warm breeze blowing from the cold, which made people feel good.

"Actually, there are a total of twenty-five old sycamore trees in the entire factory. In the past few years, five old trees were directly destroyed due to a fire, and of the remaining twenty old trees, two

Because of the fire that year, it gradually lost its vitality, and contracted a rare disease. The trunks close to the ground had become rotten on a large scale.

Those two bare trees in the distance should be dead now!"

Liu Qi looked in the direction of the old man and naturally saw two tall trees that looked dead. Compared with other sycamore trees, they formed a sharp contrast.

If the old man hadn't reminded him, Liu Qi really wouldn't have noticed the two dead trees.

"If you really buy this factory, you must take good care of the eighteen ancient trees. Everything has spirituality. What's more, those ancient sycamores are more than 120 years old, and they are even more spiritual!" The old man said

Looking at the old trees in the factory, he sighed.

"Haha! Don't worry, old man! Ancient sycamore trees that are more than a hundred years old are not common in the Magic City. We will take good care of these sycamore trees!

After this place is developed, if you have time, please come over and take a look!"

Liu Qi assured the other party.

"As long as you are willing! Don't be like that group of businessmen last time who said they were buying land, but were actually buying more than a dozen old trees. If we hadn't discovered it in time, these old trees would have turned into nothing.

Wood that breathes life!”

Liu Qi discovered that although the old man's eyes had symptoms of cataracts, his heart was very clear.

"In the future, a rose-themed park will be built here, which will not only contain roses, but also the twenty ancient trees mentioned by the old man!"

After hearing this, the old man nodded complicatedly, turned around and walked towards the alley without saying anything.

Seeing the old man's figure disappearing into the alley, Liu Qi continued walking forward.

"Husband! What the old man said is right! All things have spirituality. What kind of causes we sow will definitely produce what kind of results! So, for our future, we must be kind to living things!"

"There is nothing wrong with being kind, but it depends on who the target is!" Liu Qi did not object to his wife's sentiments, and did not agree much. Today's society has changed a long time ago. Under economic pressure, too many people have lost their true nature.

, perhaps, the simplest creatures in the world are these animals and plants.

Liu Qi and Dong Qing walked to the courtyard wall where the old man mentioned the two dead trees. The factory building could vaguely see traces of being burned by the fire.

Liu Qi secretly unfolded his metal sense and shrouded two seemingly dead phoenix trees in his metal sense.

The life context of the two sycamore trees clearly appeared in Liu Qi's mind, but unfortunately, as the old man said just now, the two sycamore trees themselves suffered from chronic diseases not only because of the last fire.

Compared with other healthy sycamore trees, the trunks of these two sycamore trees were covered with dark brown spots, indicating very obvious fungal infection, especially the trunks close to the ground, where the bark was covered with mucous membrane-like black matter.

Now, the breath of life of the entire sycamore tree is very weak, and the roots deep underground have begun to rot. According to Liu Qi's estimation, these two sycamore trees will completely lose their breath of life in at most two months. Wait until next time

When a typhoon comes, these two sycamore trees will face the possibility of being knocked down. After all, rotten tree roots are difficult to support.

Liu Qi looked at the faint breath of life in his mind. The metal energy in his body penetrated into the ground along the soles of his feet, and sent two streams of active metal energy to the two sycamore trees.

Liu Qi and Dong Qing looked at the vicissitudes of the sycamore trees with different moods. The woman's sentimentality came into play, providing Liu Qi with an excellent opportunity to treat the two sycamore trees.

The active metal energy was five meters deep underground, emitting green light and rushing towards the two sycamore trees.

The moment the active metal energy came into contact with the sycamore trees, Liu Qi's five senses clearly felt the strangeness of the two sycamore trees.

Liu Qi and Dong Qing faced the tall courtyard wall, which was even half a meter taller than Liu Qi. Standing in such a position, they did not feel any breeze at all.

But just now, a strange air flow came from the two tall sycamore trees, blowing the wife's long hair, and then everything calmed down. If it weren't for Liu Qi's metal power, it would be difficult to discover this magical life

fluctuation.
Chapter completed!