Tree Hole Self-Rescue Guide

A vulgar plot must have an even more vulgar foreshadowing...

The child sitting on the table propped up his chin and watched Pei Qiubai's face change, slowly returning to his original appearance. His lush green hair covered the table, and a small flower bud appeared on his head, where the bloody doll just sat. The red red spider lily seemed to be laughing at Pei Qiubai's ignorance. He felt extremely satisfied. It turned out that watching a play was the happiest thing.

"I'm so sorry, but I made a deal to help him take your sister's sapling, so it would be best if I could replace her in my dream. Who do you think would win?"

The long-haired boy moved quietly, his toes touching the ground, and sat down opposite Pei Qiubai. He stretched out his hand and drew a five-pointed star in the air, and Mo Zhichun's dream appeared.

"Would you like to make a bet with me? If you win, I will join you in dealing with him."

The young man gently poked the purple-clothed man in the illusion with his fingertips. He seemed a little dissatisfied and poked back and forth, making the dream more turbulent. Seeing that the man in the picture still had no expression on his face, he obediently withdrew his hand.

"It's boring."

The other side's red spider lily expanded its territory everywhere, and soon climbed up to Pei Qiubai's ankle, and was bounced back by a green barrier. The red spider lily seemed dissatisfied and tried again and again until the petals scattered on the ground, leaving only the bare stamens. It touched and retracted to the top of the boy's head, complaining wilfully, as if saying "I was bullied, you have to find a place for me."

"Interesting, she actually gave this to you. You guys really gave me something to look forward to."

The young man looked at the green halo on Pei Qiubai with amusement, and pushed away the bare flower stalk in front of him.

"You're too ugly. Stay away from my eyes. You're usually arrogant and domineering. Don't you think you're capable? Now that you've hit a wall, you've learned to complain. Don't play the victim. You won't be hurt by this."

The flower stalk wrapped around the boy's fingertips and climbed up to his shoulders. The red child just now reappeared, like a small figurine sitting on the boy's shoulders, playing with a red ball in his hand, looking at Pei Qiubai unwillingly.

"When will you make me one of these?"

The child stretched out his bloody palm and stroked his long hair like green algae to attract the boy's attention.

"Don't feed me those dirty things. Next time you sneak out to eat some messy food while I'm taking a nap, don't get close to me."

The boy poked the little man on his shoulder with his finger, knocking him over, saving his hair. Feeling the pure power in his body was not polluted, he nodded with satisfaction, and stretched out his finger, waiting for the child to stand up and sit down holding his finger.

"Besides, they are a couple, husband and wife are one. Do you understand?"

"But how can you give that thing to anyone casually? Isn't that like giving your lifeblood to the other person?"

Holding the boy's fingers tightly, the little figurine climbed onto the boy's palm, stretched out its vines to touch Pei Qiubai again. The boy knocked off the red branches, put the little figurine on the table, and smiled at Pei Qiubai opposite.

"Excuse me, my brother is naughty, please bear with me if there is anything wrong."

Pei Qiubai was shocked when he saw the red spider lily on the boy's head and the child transformed by the red spider lily. The complicated thread in his mind finally found a breakthrough, but the end point was a dead end. The boy on the other side was also an immortal god, and the fact that the red spider lily could transform was enough to show that he had no chance of winning against the other party. The powerful Chinese toon and Chinese elm trees did not have the ability to transform the plants on their heads. Is this world really an illusion?

But illusions are also based on reality or legends, plus the subjective feelings or imagination of the owner. How could such a powerful god not be recorded in the records of various tribes? Or was the fact concealed?

"I think it's rude of you to take the initiative and drag us in."

Pei Qiubai reached out from his sleeve and took out something and put it on the table. It was the flower pot that had jumped up and down in the storage ring when the red spider lily attacked. It couldn't wait to get out and turned the storage ring upside down. The shelf storing food was overturned, and the iron box hit the ground with a ping-pong sound, which gave Pei Qiubai a headache. He didn't hear the conversation between the boy and the child. Pei Qiubai used his spiritual sense to clean up the storage ring before taking the naughty child out.

"We can't help it. We have the capital. There's no need to be polite first and then use force."

A strand of long hair behind the boy's ear quietly crawled onto the table, rolled up the small figurine that was trying to climb the flowerpot, put it into the flowerpot, and fiddled with the two saplings that were combined into one page in the flowerpot.

The little figure pushed aside the long green hair, protected the sapling behind him, and gave orders to the boy in a baby voice.

"Don't bully her. You. Don't. Take the vines back."

The boy hooked his fingers and pulled back his long hair. He stretched out his hand and poked the child who walked to the edge of the flower pot, knocked the little figurine down, and performed a backflip in the flower pot. The child looked at the sapling that was about to fall on him, and his hands turned into branches and fixed on both sides of the flower pot, barely passing over the top of the sapling and landing safely on the edge of the flower pot. The little hand patted his chest to calm down, fortunately he didn't crush his sister to death, and turned around to glare at the culprit.

"She is not your sister. Don't forget, this is a place forgotten by God."

The boy's smiling face took off the mask, and he spoke the cruel truth expressionlessly. We are forgotten by God, so how can we be brothers and sisters? We just share the same power. If he hadn't set us up, how could we have the chance to meet?

The boy looked at the sapling in the flowerpot, feeling irritated for no reason. The moment he touched the leaves, all his fatigue was washed away. The warmth from the leaves warmed his soul. He saw that he was so scared that the leaves were tightly closed and stood up, but he insisted on coming out. What if he was a bad guy? He would be like a fish on the chopping board, waiting for him to slaughter.

"It's my sister and my brother. You are not allowed to bully them."

The little man didn't have so many thoughts. He only knew that his younger siblings exuded a comfortable atmosphere and were of the same origin as him. He abandoned them and also abandoned his younger siblings. He even wanted to deprive his younger siblings of their second life. As an older brother, he had the obligation to protect his younger siblings.

The young man frowned, wanting to correct the little figurine's idea, but did not refute it for a long time, as if he agreed with the little figurine's idea.

The little figurine dug a hole in the flowerpot and buried itself next to the sapling. Looking at the man in purple fighting with Mo Zhichun in the illusion, it began to complain.

"Why is it that the person he always finds is black? Doesn't he claim to be pure and innocent? You won't let your sister get hurt and unable to come out, will you?"

"This is the last time. After that, you will be free."

The young man smiled at the purple-clothed man in the environment, and carried out his order for the last time. The items that had no use value were either abandoned or destroyed. From now on, he could not control their freedom. The method was naturally to let his believers die in his hands.

"Then explain the situation to your brother-in-law and stop threatening him. Wait for my sister to come out and we'll go out together. We've played around in this crappy place, and it's not fun. A Yao has read a lot of books these days, and the world outside should be quite interesting."