After not seeing each other for seven or eight years, Li Xuan is no longer the wind-like young man, and Fang Ying is no longer the shy "Maomao".
Fang Ying said with emotion: "Brother Li Xuan, how did you become like this... In my memory, you are not so handsome."
"In my memory, you weren't that beautiful either." Li Xuan said with a smile.
"Tch..." Fang Ying curled her lips, "I think you have forgotten me a long time ago, right?"
The dignified Luo Jinxian's face also turned a little red. Fang Ying was right, Li Xuan had really forgotten her existence. If it hadn't been for this chance encounter, I probably wouldn't have been able to remember her.
Who allowed him to experience so many legendary stories in his two lives? Many people and many things came and went in his life like a fleeting moment, and it is impossible to remember them all.
But the memories of childhood are like a treasure. As long as you mention them a little, they will all be unearthed, and everything will be vividly displayed in your mind, making you feel like you have regained a treasure.
"How could I forget? I still remember that time when you fell into the creek. If I hadn't stepped forward to save the beauty, you would have been washed away." Li Xuan remembered something and said with a smile.
Fang Ying said with a smile: "Then do you still remember what you said to me after you rescued me?"
"What?" Li Xuan was really not impressed by this.
Fang Ying pouted and said: "You really forgot, huh! I've been thinking about you all these years? I've always wanted to see you again and say thank you."
"Uh...what did I say?" Li Xuan felt very embarrassed.
"I won't tell you!" Fang Ying sneered, "Just think about it slowly and talk about it when you remember it!"
She never revealed what she had said back then, and Li Xuan couldn't remember it at all, but this did not diminish the intimacy between the two.
A group of people played lively until midnight before leaving.
Li Xuan declined the hotel arranged by Li Qin and sent Fang Ying home first before returning to his ancestral home.
The Li family's ancestral house is located next to a stream in the east of the county. There is a yard in front of the house and behind the house. Because it has not been taken care of for many years, in addition to a few large locust trees that are growing very lushly, there is a half-person-high yard.
of weeds.
The house still maintains the furnishings from many years ago. Since Li Xuan's grandparents passed away one after another, the place has been vacant and there is a layer of dust everywhere.
Fortunately, Shura went home early, and by the time Li Xuan came back, he had almost finished cleaning.
Asking an Earth Immortal to clean the house is something that only Li Xuan can do.
After cleaning up the interior of the ancestral house, Shura ran to the yard to pull weeds.
Li Xuan walked around the house and retrieved many memories from those years.
"It's a pity that it has to be demolished." Li Xuan sighed, and when he was about to take a rest, he suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly.
At that moment, he suddenly felt many strange smells coming from the front and back of the house at the same time.
Li Xuan walked out of the room in confusion and looked around.
The night was dark, and the surroundings were quiet. Apart from Shura pulling weeds, there was only the sound of the gurgling water from the creek outside the yard.
Where did the breath just come from?
Li Xuan closed his eyes and released his spiritual consciousness. He seemed to be flying into the sky, overlooking the earth like a bird.
Suddenly, Li Xuan felt something again.
One, two, three, four... dozens of them.
More and more sensations appear in the consciousness, some are close, some are far, some are strong, and some are weak.
"This is..." Li Xuan looked surprised.
He opened his eyes again and walked towards the big locust tree in the courtyard.
This locust tree is more than ten meters high, with pavilions like canopies. Every summer, the tree is covered with green shade and cicadas can be heard chirping.
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 house.
In the county, there are not a hundred but seventy or eighty similar locust trees. Each one has deep roots and lush leaves, and is like a giant tree like a shade.
There is even a king tree that is more than fifty meters high, with branches and leaves covering hundreds of square meters. The diameter of the tree is so thick that ten adults can’t hug each other hand in hand. Experts from big cities once studied it and said that the tree king is two years old.
A thousand years is close to about three thousand years.
The Tree King has been on TV, and now it has become an attraction. During festivals, many people even go under the locust tree to burn incense and pray, praying to the Tree King to keep their family safe.
But that was all in his childhood. When Li Xuan came back this time, he obviously found that there were far fewer locust trees that could be seen in the streets and alleys.
The smell that Li Xuan just noticed came from the locust tree in the county. There were fifty-two smells in total. Among them, the strongest one in the center of the county should come from the thousand-year-old tree, and the most recent breath came from the yard.
This locust tree inside.
"It's strange! Did he become a spirit?" Li Xuan was surprised.
There are many spirits in the fairy world, but Li Xuan is sure that the big locust tree in front of him is not a spirit, but... it will spread a message.
Li Xuan stood under the big locust tree, thinking about his childhood when he climbed up and down the tree to catch cicada eggs, and stretched out his hand to cover the tree trunk.
Slowly activating the Mu Xuan Manual, Li Xuan heard an old voice in almost an instant.
"Save us!"
All things have animism, humans have animism, animals have animism, and plants also have animism.
Although they cannot become monsters, these giant locust trees have grown for hundreds of thousands of years and are no longer ordinary species.
In the face of disaster, they will also make sounds, but they don't know how long they have to wait until someone can hear them.
Li Xuan smiled: "Okay, I will protect you."
The sky is bright and people are coming and going in the county town.
The county town is too small, and you can't always see someone when you look up. You can always meet someone you know when walking on the road, and you can't help but stop to say hello and say some petty things.
Sitting in the taxi, Li Xuan felt a little warm in his heart when he saw this familiar scene.
After first going to several cousins' homes to deliver gifts and greetings from his parents, Li Xuan arrived at the corner of Qiuling Street. When he got off the car, he saw a sign at the door that read: 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.
Arriving at the office on the second floor, a staff member handed a prepared contract to Li Xuan and said, "The compensation fee 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 halved, so the total area of your home is 224 square meters. The compensation fee is 358,400 yuan. If you can vacate the house within a week, you can also get a bonus of 10,000 yuan. Take a look
Well, if there are no objections, just sign your name and go home and wait to get the money."
Li Xuan didn't even look at the contract, and asked calmly: "Can I ask first, what do you plan to use that area for?"