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There is a tree on the hillside to the east of Moon Village. The trunk is shriveled, short and bare, not to mention fruit petals, not even a yellow leaf.

People in the village said that the tree grew crookedly, and it was not worth mentioning, and it also ruined the feng shui of the village.Many villagers have repeatedly proposed to chop it down and use it as firewood. If it can't be used as firewood, it can be used as a stick for inserting manure.

No, this matter was abruptly stopped by the teacher in the village, saying that everything has its own reason, and it is not very humane to destroy a living being for no reason.

Although the villagers were dissatisfied, they did not dare to refute the face of the teacher, because the ancestor of the teacher was a very prominent family, even though it declined later, it was still very much loved by people.

Because the teacher once voted against the matter, the matter was put on hold.

In fact, it is not without reason that the villagers hate this shriveled tree so much.

Moon Village is a village that pays special attention to Fengshui. A few years ago, a locust tree grew on the east side of the hill.Those locust trees grow so lush and green.

In the following years, there were several champions in the village.The champions did not forget to raise their own villages after obtaining fame and fame, and distributed a lot of silver from the imperial court to build their hometowns.After going back and forth, Moon Village has completely changed, from the original poor village to the later one where every inch of land is expensive.

Everyone in the village said that it was this locust tree that changed the feng shui of the village, and that this locust tree was the food and clothing of the village, and the Buddha was reincarnated.

The villagers also specially built an altar for this locust tree. Every year, the whole village comes to this altar to offer incense to the locust tree, praying that this green locust tree will bless the prosperity of Moon Village and the population.

The locust tree is very upbeat. During the years they were there, the villagers of Moon Village lived and worked in peace and contentment, men farming and women weaving, and their lives were indeed peaceful and peaceful.

It's just that all the peace, all the peace, and all the good Fengshui were completely ruined on a night of heavy rain and wandering.

A shocking rainstorm, thunder and lightning, and turbulent wind and clouds destroyed the entire locust tree forest.

Immediately, the villagers of the entire Moon Village panicked and mourned.

After grief, the villagers of Moon Village finally accepted this cruel fact.

Their guard tree is gone.

After the locust tree was gone, nothing bad happened in the entire Moon Village. Slowly, the villagers let go of the panic in their hearts and returned to their usual calm.

One day later, a villager accidentally discovered that there was a shriveled dead tree growing in the east of the village where the locust tree used to grow.

That dead tree has no branches and leaves, no fruit, and no flower buds.

Everyone wondered when did this strange tree grow here.

At first, the villagers didn't take the tree seriously. After all, who would take such a useless tree seriously?

Later, there was a flood in the village, followed by a drought less than a year later.When the villagers were depressed, they gradually thought of this strange dead tree at the east end of the village.

The villagers firmly believed that it was the tree that broke the Feng Shui of the village, which is why the village suffered from disasters.So the villagers planned to cut down the tree, but the matter was strongly opposed by the teacher, and then they let it go.

The following year, Moon Village suffered another locust plague. This time, the entire Moon Village had no crops. The villagers finally couldn't bear it anymore, picked up their hoes and marched to the hillside at the east end of the village.

On the hillside, the village head took the lead with a hoe, and gave a fierce speech with the expression of Zhang Weimin fighting for the people and advocating justice: "This tree ruins my village's Feng Shui and causes my villagers to suffer. It is a sinful tree. Today, we will I want to cut down this tree to correct the village style! Come on! Cut down the tree!!”

The village chief's voice was like a bell, and his voice was overwhelming, like a general leading an army.

Infected by the aura of the village chief, the villagers stepped forward one after another, ready to chop up with their hoes.A streak of purple light suddenly appeared in the air, dazzled the villagers for a while.

The villagers raised their heads to cover their eyes. Although they couldn't see who was in front of them, they all knelt on the ground in an instant.

"Immortals?! Immortals!!! Immortals descend to earth, immortals descend to earth!!!!"

The villagers of Moon Village knelt down on the ground, and the purple-clothed fairy on the cloud head said coldly to the mortals on the ground: "Fool! This tree is the sacred tree of heaven. For some reasons, it is temporarily placed in Moon Village. .You are not grateful for Dade's careful care, but you have the idea of ​​​​cutting down the tree. You are so stupid!! If you touch half of the bark of this tree, I will not be lenient!"

When all the mortals on the ground heard that it was the Xingjun floating in the sky, they all trembled in fright: "Don't move, don't move, don't move, Xingjun don't worry."

The purple-clothed fairy waved the sleeve robe of the villagers and said coldly: "It's good if you know, why don't you back down?"

The villagers finally came to their senses from the bewilderment, rolling down the hillside one by one.

The immortal fluttered to the ground, the vicissitudes in his eyes mixed with the dry air in late autumn looked even more bleak.His eyes fell on the dead tree in front of him, and a gentle smile gradually appeared on his face.

He stretched out his hand to caress the tree trunk for a moment, his movements were extremely gentle, as if he was stroking an extremely fragile treasure.

"Who are you?" The cold voice sounded a little immature, like a teenager.

This voice came from the dead tree, although it was separated by a layer of bark, it seemed to be close to the ear.

The immortal's hand resting on the tree trunk paused, but only for a moment, a strange light bloomed in the immortal's eyes.The radiance was so strong that it seemed to penetrate people's hearts in an instant, and one couldn't help but want to take that gaze into his heart.He spoke, his voice trembling for some reason: "You...can you talk?"

"I know how to talk, but I didn't say it in front of those mortals because I don't bother to talk to them." The boy's voice was very indifferent, and he seemed to be high-spirited.

The purple-clothed immortal laughed softly, with a hint of doting on his brows: "Yes, you don't want to talk to them, just say so."

The young man snorted coldly: "Even though I talk to you, don't think that I just like talking to you. I'm nothing but... just to see you poorly."

He is poor?

After thinking about it, yes, he is indeed a little pitiful.

The purple-clothed immortal was slightly stunned, and a very nice smile appeared on his lips: "How do you see how pitiful I am?"

The young man didn't speak, he seemed to be thinking about this question very seriously, and after a while he said: "You are a dignified star, it must be very boring to come to the mortal world to meddle in the affairs of this tree instead of spending time in the heavenly court. I see you Boring, talking to you, of course I pity you."

Said by a half-grown child, the immortal seemed to be in a good mood. He raised his hand and tapped on the tree trunk, smiling very easy-goingly: "Since I have been found out by you, I have nothing to hide. I am indeed very happy." Poor. Otherwise, why don't you take pity on me and talk to me from time to time?"

The boy thought for a while and immediately responded: "Okay, I agree."

I agreed so quickly, I'm afraid I'm bored.

The purple-clothed fairy nodded with a smile, and said with a hint of gratitude in his tone, "Thank you for your success."

After that, the purple-clothed fairy would come to Moon Village almost every few days.

Most of the time he was talking to the tree. Occasionally, he didn't speak, but just stood there, not knowing what he was thinking.

The villagers of Moon Village were also very puzzled, why did this Xing Jun care so much about a dry tree?Even if it is a sacred tree, it is not used so frequently, right?

However, since this star king came to Moon Village, everything in the village has gradually returned to normal. The farm grows prosperous, the neighbors live in harmony, and every family is happy and healthy.

It seems that the feng shui of Moon Village has changed again.

When the fairy came to Moon Village, he didn't go anywhere and just stood on the hillside to the east of the village and talked to the dead tree. Sometimes he talked for several hours, and several times, the boy fell asleep while talking to him.

When he woke up, the boy would often see the purple-clothed fairy staring at him seriously.

The man looked at it very seriously, his eyes were filled with a strong longing, and occasionally stars flashed in his eyes, causing ripples in the young man's eyes.

Although the man couldn't see him, for some reason, the boy blushed for a moment.

Day after day, year after year.The children in Moon Village have changed from teenagers to adults, and then from adults to old age, but the purple-clothed fairy is still handsome, and his appearance has not changed a bit.

For decades, the purple-clothed immortal still came to Moon Village every few days, and when he came back, he still just stood on the eastern hillside and looked at the tree.

The difference is that buds sprouted out of that tree slowly, and when spring came, the trunk of the tree was a piece of green, which was very green and seductive to the eyes.

The purple-clothed fairy stretched out his hand to touch the tender green leaves, and the corners of his eyes and brows were filled with joy: "The leaves have finally started to grow."

"Naturally." The voice of the dead tree was faint, and the voice had long since changed from an immature voice of a young boy to a mature and stable youth voice now, "It's been so many years, and it's time for me to grow leaves."

"That's great! Haha! That's great!" The purple-clothed fairy laughed excitedly, with tears flashing in his eyes, as if the one growing leaves now was himself and not others, "It's great that you have grown leaves!"

The young man was stunned for a moment, coughed unnaturally, and a faint pink color appeared on his cheeks: "You...why are you so happy?"

The purple-clothed fairy suddenly hugged the tree trunk, tightened his hands hard, and tightened again, as if he was trying to feel his body temperature.

The young man froze, his face turned redder, and he stammered: "You... relax... I can't breathe..."

Realizing that he was using too much force, the purple-clothed fairy let go of his hand in a panic, and smiled embarrassedly: "Sorry, I'm so happy."

The youth wondered, why on earth was he so happy?

That night, the purple-clothed immortal didn't go back. He stood on the hillside with a few wine jars all night, and got very drunk.

In the end, he only remembered that the purple-clothed fairy was hugging the tree trunk and giggling, laughing and talking nonsense: "Xiao Liu, you are finally... coming back... coming back..."

Xiao Liu... who is it?

In the next few days, the purple-clothed fairy did not come, and the young man was a little puzzled.

A few days later, the purple-clothed fairy still did not come, and the young man became worried.

That man...could something have happened?

It wasn't until the tenth day that the purple-clothed fairy finally appeared on the hillside again, and the heart that the young man was holding finally fell down.

The immortal looked haggard, with thick circles under his eyes, and the dark circles under his eyes were very obvious.He was holding a wooden bucket in one hand and a wooden spoon in the other, with a happy expression on his face: "This is the jade dew of Qionghua from the heaven. I will pour this jade dew on your roots, and you will bloom."

The young man looked at the Immortal and the Qionghua Yulu in his hand, frowned inadvertently, and felt inexplicably uncomfortable for a while: "You have stayed up for so many days without rest, why... is this?"

The immortal smiled happily, as if he didn't care about the hard work of these days. Like a child, he brought the Qionghua dew in the bucket to the young man: "Look! This is the Qionghua Yulu. This one can only be poured after you grow leaves. You will bloom on your roots, and I will pour it for you right now."

The young man looked at the person in front of him, moved his lips, wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, just watched in a daze as he carefully poured Qionghua Yulu on his roots again and again.

With Yulu on his heels, the young man suddenly felt a cool stream flowing through his body, as if something was urging him to blossom.

The young man only felt sore and uncomfortable, his body stretched uncontrollably, stretched again, and then he seemed to hear the sound of flowers blooming.

The voice is very soft, and you can hear it clearly.

That's right, that's the sound of flowers blooming.

The next moment, the young man opened his eyes suddenly, and saw huge viburnum flowers hanging on his branches.

The Qionghua is ostentatious and beautiful beyond the sky.

The petals slowly fell under the moonlight, skipping over the man's eyebrows, depicting the man's eyes full of shock.

Those eyes were so beautiful that the young man couldn't help but look at them a few more times.

The purple-clothed fairy looked at the young man who was full of viburnum flowers and suddenly laughed out loud. He looked at the viburnum tree in front of him in disbelief, and his voice trembled with joy: "You... bloomed..."

"Yes, I have bloomed." The young man was also a little shocked, it seems that this Qionghua Yulu really works.

It turned out that he was a Joan tree.

The night wind gently brushed against his cheeks, and the young man felt light all over his body, all the bark around his body was shattered, and a white light suddenly penetrated into his head.

At that moment, the young man felt his world spinning, and there was a heart-piercing pain.

The past, the past, the deep love and sorrow, one after another, drilled back into the young man's mind with incomparable clarity.

He...remembered...

The purple-clothed fairy walked slowly towards the young man, and every step he took was extremely difficult. He cautiously dragged his steps and walked slowly, as if he still couldn't believe everything in front of him.That pair of eyes looked straight at the young man, looking straight into the depths of the young man's heart without moving. He was smiling and crying, like a fool who was insane.

Only the young man knows that what he is doing is nothing more than his longing becoming a demon.

The young man stood still, just smiling at the purple-clothed fairy: "Beitang, I'm back."

The purple-clothed fairy stopped abruptly, then he quickened his pace and walked towards the young man, hugging him into his arms.

Familiar body temperature, familiar feeling, familiar him, yes, he was finally convinced that it was he... who came back...

His little six... finally... came back...

The purple-clothed immortal hugged the young man tightly, not daring to let go for a moment, as if he was afraid that something would happen if he let go.His voice was trembling with excitement: "Xiao Liu, you... finally... are back..."

The young man hugged the purple-clothed fairy with his backhand, his eyes were wet, he put his chin on the fairy's shoulder, and rubbed lightly: "Well, Beitang, I'm back."

The purple-clothed fairy raised his head with a smile, and the joy of finding it back was written all over his face: "Xiao Liu, it's great to see you."

The young man nodded slowly: "Beitang, there is actually something I wanted to say to you when I was dying." The young man raised his head, his eyes as bright as stars were exceptionally bright.

The immortal gently rubbed his heart: "Say it."

The young man looked at the immortal and interlocked his fingers.As if he was afraid that he might not be able to hear clearly, he said each word very slowly: "When I saw you for the first time, I was heartbroken. When I saw you again, I thought about each other. When I saw you again, I took one look at... ten thousand... years..."

The immortal was startled when he heard this, and then laughed loudly, and he burst into tears instantly.The purple-clothed fairy held the young man's hand, and said with deep affection: "Xiao Liu, do you want to listen to me?"

The young man did not speak, but signaled the immortal to continue.

The immortal held the young man's hand tightly, and the gentle breath all over his body was like a silent ocean wave that was about to drown the person in front of him: "I saw you for the first time, and I saw you for ten thousand years. I saw you again, and I saw you for ten thousand years. When I saw you again, I saw you for ten thousand years... ……Year……"

The young man curled his lips into a smile: "Really? So...very good..."

The corners of the purple-clothed fairy's lips also rose: "Yes, it's so...very good..."