After not seeing each other for seven or eight years, Li Xuan is no longer the wind-like boy back then, and Fang Ying is no longer the shy and shy "Maomao".
Fang Ying said with emotion: "Brother Li Xuan, why did you become like this... In my memory, you are not so handsome."
"In my memory, you are not that pretty either." Li Xuan said with a smile.
"Tsk..." Fang Ying curled her lips, "I think you have forgotten me long ago?"
The face of the dignified Daluo Jinxian also turned a little red. Fang Ying was right. Li Xuan had really forgotten her existence. If it weren't for the chance encounter this time, I wouldn't have remembered it.
Who made him live in two lives and experienced too many legendary stories? Many people and many things came and left in life like flashes. It is impossible to remember them all.
But memories of youth are like a treasure. As long as you mention it, you will be digging out all of them, and everything will be vividly displayed in your mind, making people feel like you are regaining the treasure.
"How could I forget? I still remember that when you fell into the stream. If I hadn't stood up to save the beauty, you would have been washed away." Li Xuan remembered something and said with a smile.
Fang Ying smiled and said, "Do you still remember what you told me after you rescued me?"
"What?" Li Xuan really had no impression of this.
Fang Ying pouted and said, "You really forgot, hum! Have you been thinking about you all these years? I have always wanted to see you again, so I would like to say thank you."
"Uh...what did I say?" Li Xuan felt embarrassed.
"I won't tell you!" Fang Ying sneered, "Think about it slowly, and let's talk about it when I think about it!"
She didn't reveal what she said back then, and Li Xuan couldn't remember it at all, but this did not make it less indifferent to the intimacy between the two.
The group of people played lively until midnight before the end of the show.
Li Xuan politely declined the hotel arranged by Li Qin and sent Fang Ying home first before returning to his ancestral home.
The Li family's ancestral home is located next to the stream on the east side of the county town. There are yards in front of and behind the houses. Because they have not been taken care of for many years, in addition to a few large locust trees that grow very lushly, the yard is half a person tall.
The weeds.
The house still maintains the furnishings from many years ago. Since Li Xuan's grandparents passed away one after another, it has been vacant and is covered with dust everywhere.
Fortunately, Shura went home early. By the time Li Xuan came back, he had already cleaned up almost the sanitation.
Only Li Xuan can do this by asking a ground immortal to clean up.
After cleaning up the ancestral home, Shura ran to the yard to pull weeds.
Li Xuan wandered around the house and found many memories of the past.
"It's a pity that it's going to be removed." Li Xuan sighed. Just as he was about to rest, his eyebrows raised slightly.
At that moment, he suddenly felt many strange auras coming from the front and back of the house at the same time.
Li Xuan walked out of the door in confusion and looked around.
The night was dark and there was a quiet surroundings. Except for Shura who was grunting weeds, there was only the sound of gurgling water from the stream outside the yard.
Where did the breath just now come from?
Li Xuan closed his eyes and released his spiritual sense. He felt like he was flying into the sky, overlooking the earth like a bird.
Suddenly, Li Xuan felt a sense again.
One, two, three, four... dozens of them.
More and more sensations appear in the spiritual consciousness, some are close, some are far away, some are strong, and some are weak.
"This is..." Li Xuan showed surprise.
He opened his eyes again and walked towards the big locust tree in the yard.
This locust tree is more than ten meters tall and paved like a cover. Every summer, the trees are shaded by green trees, and the sound of cicadas is heard.
No one knows how old this locust tree is. Anyway, according to Li Xuan's grandfather, the big locust tree was already like this before the Li family built this ancestral home.
In the county, there are not a hundred similar locust trees, but also seventy or eighty. Each has deep roots and lush leaves, and the giant trees are as shaded as the shade.
There is even a tree king, more than 50 meters high, with branches and leaves covering hundreds of square meters. The tree diameter is so thick that ten adults can't hold hands and hold each other. Experts from big cities once studied it and said that the tree king's tree king is two years old.
Thousand years are nearly three thousand years old.
The Tree King has been on TV and has now become a tourist attraction. During the festivals, many people even go to the locust tree to burn incense and pray, begging the Tree King to bless the family and have peace.
But that was all the time when I was a child. When Li Xuan came back this time, he obviously found that there were many fewer locust trees that could be seen on the streets and alleys.
The breath that Li Xuan noticed just now was from the locust trees in the county town, with a total of 52 strands. Among them, the strongest strand in the center of the county town should be from the thousand-year tree king, and the nearest strand came from the yard.
This locust tree in it.
"It's amazing! Have you become a spirit?" Li Xuan was surprised.
There are many monsters in the fairy world, but Li Xuan is sure that the big locust tree in front of him is not a monster, but... it will spread a kind of information.
Li Xuan stood under the big locust tree, and his childhood when he had crawled on the tree and grabbed cicadas and dug bird eggs. He stretched out his hand to cover the trunk.
He slowly activated the Mu Xuan True Sutra, and almost in a moment, Li Xuan heard an old voice.
"Save us!"
All things have spirits, people have spirits, animals have spirits, and plants have spirits.
Although they cannot become monsters, these big locust trees have grown for hundreds or thousands of years and are no longer ordinary people.
In the face of disaster, they will make sounds, but they don’t know how long they have been waiting for someone they can hear.
Li Xuan smiled and said, "Okay, I will protect you."
It was bright and people came and went around the county town.
The county town is too small, and you can't see each other when you look up. You can always meet acquaintances when you walk on the road, so you can't help but stop and say hello to say some family matters.
Li Xuan was sitting in the taxi and felt a little warm when she saw this familiar scene.
First, I went to a few cousin's houses to send gifts and brought my parents' greetings. Li Xuan then came to a corner of Qiuling Street. When he got off the car, he saw the sign at the door saying: Daqiu County Boyue House Demolition Company.
This is the demolition company responsible for the area of the ancestral home. Li Xuan made an agreement with them to discuss the specific matters of the demolition today.
When I arrived at the office on the second floor, a staff member handed it to Li Xuan with a prepared contract and said, "The compensation for your area is 1,600 yuan/square meter. The area of your home has been surveyed and mapped, the house area is 127 square meters, the warehouse and
The yard is 194 square meters in total. The warehouse yard is calculated to be halved, so the area of your house is 224 square meters, and the compensation fee is 358,400 yuan. If you can get a house within one week, you can also get a reward of 10,000 yuan. Look at it
Well, if there is no objection, sign your name and go home and wait to get the money."
Li Xuan didn't even look at the contract, and asked lightly: "Can I ask first, what are you planning to do with that place?"