Quick Wear: Welcome to the Crazy Scene

The appearance of the thousand-year-old sandalwood is a matter of course.

It was only when Shen Jin saw Fang Cun walking forward that he realized that his destination was this tree.

She leaned against the tree trunk and looked at the man and the tree communicating not far away.

A ten-thousand-year-old sandalwood tree had given birth to a tree spirit. It was a small, emerald green elf, shaped like a human, no bigger than a palm. Two leaves rested on its head, trembling back and forth with its movements. "Are you calling me?"

The tree spirit poked him and said, "That's strange. If you're looking for me, why are you staring at me in a daze without saying anything?"

Fang Cun put up a barrier around himself: "Because I don't want her to hear it."

If he had asked Shen Jin directly, she would have recused herself. But thinking carefully, he had asked her to accompany him and then asked her to recuse herself, which was really unfair.

Just let her be. If she really wants to hear it, then this little bit is meaningless. If she doesn't care, then it doesn't change the original intention of setting up the barrier.

"She's not your partner?"

"Yes."

Fang Cun had already sat down cross-legged. The tree spirit, attracted by his aura, also rested its wings and landed beside his legs to sit.

"But there are some things only I can do."

"Can't I do it either?"

"No."

Fang Cun shook his head and supported its back as it was about to fall.

"How could such a thing happen? I am a ten thousand year old sandalwood spirit."

"Don't ever say that in front of other humans again."

"why?"

"They'll take you."

"Impossible, I am a ten thousand year old sandalwood spirit."

Fang Cun pinched its arm and lifted the little thing up: "See, it's that easy."

The leaves on the tree spirit's forehead drooped. It gave a weak reply. It couldn't defeat this bald human.

Moreover, it always inadvertently casts its gaze on Shen Jin. The person on the tree looks like she is almost asleep, but when it looks at her, the tree spirit feels like its body is about to be plucked out!

Horror, horror, horror!

Shen Jin looked at the rising barrier and felt a little itchy on his fingertips. He needed to poke something to relieve the itch.

but.

She remembered what Fangcun had said before, not to stop him. She could only pick up a piece of bark out of boredom and start fiddling with it.

Ever since Baiwei City, Fangcun has had a secret.

"I'll let you go for now." She thought that people should keep their promises. It was rare for her to promise something.

The piece of bark in his hand was polished to a smooth and jade-like consistency in just a breath, which showed how much spiritual energy was used in it.

The tree spirit tugged at Fang Cun's sleeve, avoiding Shen Jin's sight: "She is scary."

Fang Cun shook his head: "You should say that she is very powerful. And she is a good person. If you want to go to her in the future..."

"Can't I find you?"

"Yes, if you can find me."

"If I can't find you, how can I find her?"

Fang Cun: "After all, there is more hope than looking for me."

The tree spirit stood up and said, "Did you come to me just to say these inexplicable things?"

Fang Cun shook his head.

"I grew up in the Buddhist sect. Everything I ate, wore, lived in, and traveled in was scented with the scent of sandalwood."

"Since I entered the world, I've discovered countless scents. Even on this trip, I smelled hundreds of different kinds of sandalwood. Unfortunately, none of these hundreds of scents matched the sandalwood I smelled in the temple."

The tree spirit was puzzled: "Why don't you just go back to the Buddhist sect?"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Fang Cun raised his head and laughed heartily. After a long while, he whispered, "There's no going back."

The tree spirit suddenly felt a sense of responsibility in its heart, and it wanted to help this person find the sandalwood in the Buddhist sect.

It patted its chest and said, "I am the leader of all sandalwoods. All sandalwood originates from me. I own all the sandalwood in this world. Do you want to smell it?"

Fang Cun's eyebrows curved: "Thank you."

……

The moon sets and the sun rises, sunset and sunrise again.

They sat there and smelled it for five days.

Shen Jin also sat quietly on the tree for five days, and even kindly provided them with protection to prevent anyone from disturbing them.

"Don't we need to hide? I see someone coming."

Fang Cun still closed his eyes: "No, my friend will help me outside."

The tree spirit was half-believing and half-doubting. Could it be that the man was really, as he said, a nosy and good-natured person?

Before touching the barrier, the passerby inexplicably turned and walked in another direction.

"Let's continue, tree spirit."

"it is good."

……

Five days later.

The tree spirit said, "This is all the sandalwood. Have you found it?"

Fang Cun clasped his hands together, his heart filled with sorrow. He opened his eyes, tears welling up in them.

"Thank you, tree spirit. My confusion has been resolved." Fang Cun did not tell the result.

The barrier shattered as Fang Cun stood up. He looked at Shen Jin, who was still sitting on the tree trunk. "Fellow Daoist Shen, you have been waiting for a long time."

Shen Jin waved her hand: "What kind of fragrance is it? The fragrance pill I gave you can't imitate it?"

Fang Cun bowed slightly, saluted, and then stood up straight: "You said that the fragrance is desire."

"But what I want to smell is not the sandalwood that I grew up with."

"Did you smell it?"

Fang Cun did not answer, but put his hands together again and chanted the Buddha's name.

He asked, "Could Fellow Daoist Shen wait for me for a moment?"

"As I said before, if I enter the formation, you must not come in to look for me."

Shen Jin raised an eyebrow: "I thought my promise was proven enough in these five days."

Fang Cun sighed, "I worry too much."

He walked to the tree spirit.

"you?"

Fang Cun did not answer, but reached out and pinched the tree spirit's neck, just as he had demonstrated before, and his fingertips tightened inch by inch.

The tree spirit flapped its wings, and the spiritual light around it shook violently.

"for……"

"Why!"

Its momentum continued to rise, the shadow of the seedling trembled, and the shape of the great tree in the depths was revealed. This was the true form of the ten thousand year old sandalwood.

Fang Cun ignored the tree spirit. Amidst the shrill roar, his expression remained calm. The ultimate in holiness is indifference, a disregard for all living things.

The tree spirit looked in the direction of Shen Jin.

Shen Jin shook her head indifferently. It was just a ten thousand year old sandalwood spirit. It was not worth her to be the first to break the contract.

The tree spirit was forced into a desperate situation.

Its seedling shape gradually became unstable, and its emerald green light was also stained by the black ink, turning into black and green.

"Force me..."

"You forced me to..."

"Why are you forcing me!"

Its roar echoed through the forest, a roar from eternity. It had already lived for ten thousand years.

The tree spirit continued to grow larger, while its humanoid appearance gradually cracked.

The evil spirit dissipated.

How could there be evil energy in this thousand-year-old sandalwood?

But it really exists.

The evil energy turned into chains and wrapped around Fang Cun's body in a familiar manner. In just a moment, the situation was reversed.

Shen Jin was ready to take action, but she was not sure whether this was within Fang Cun's expectations.

So she looked towards Fang Cun.

"Do not."

She saw Fangcun's lips moving. This was actually part of his plan.

At the same time, the system prompt sounded: "Corpse forming, current progress 10%"