The leaves of the sacred tree float on the tea, green and juicy.
Xiang Sheng tapped the leaves with his fingertips and lowered his eyes to clear his mind.
She has a very shallow relationship with Si Wuli now, and it would be too rude to go over and find out the truth rashly.
This question is unlikely to be answered in the short term.
She was not the type to get hung up on things, so she decided not to think about it. She threw her thoughts aside, raised her cup and drank the tea in one gulp, then sat down cross-legged on the ground, concentrating on refining the power of the sacred tree.
There is no time in cultivation.
When Xiang Sheng finished refining a whole pot of tea, he opened his eyes again and it was already the next day.
When she raised her eyes, she saw Yuan Mo standing in front of the bamboo building, reluctant to come in.
Seeing Xiang Sheng wake up, Yuan Mo's eyes suddenly lit up. He brought in a plate of exquisite snacks and placed it on the table. He wiped his hands uncomfortably and said naively, "Miss Xiang, the host is receiving guests and will be here later."
As he spoke, he pointed at the snacks on the table and said, "The master was afraid that you wouldn't be used to them, so he specially ordered me to go to the secular world of the nearby cultivation star to buy some snacks for you to try."
Xiang Sheng raised her eyebrows slightly, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a glutinous rice ball, looked around, and put it down again.
Yuan Mo looked at him with displeasure. Why was he still so picky? This was...
"A nearby cultivation planet?"
Xiang Sheng put down his chopsticks and looked at Yuan Mo with a half-smile: "I happened to see many stars when I came here. The stars around here are all abandoned and lightless. May I ask, Brother Yuan Mo, where did the cultivation star come from?"
Yuan Mo never expected to be found out. His expression froze, and he immediately revealed his flaw. He scratched his head guiltily and said, "I was wrong. There's nothing nearby, but there is one in the distance."
Xiang Sheng picked up a meatball and tasted it, smiling with narrowed eyebrows, "Brother Yuan Mo, since you can't hide it anymore, why don't you tell the truth? I won't tell your master."
"real?"
Yuan Mo subconsciously asked back a question, and then looked at Sheng's sudden expression, he didn't know that he was being tricked.
He was secretly annoyed and had no choice but to say something.
"I'm telling you, don't hurt me."
Yuan Mo pulled out a stool and sat down. He looked around and lowered his voice: "This snack was made by the master himself. He didn't even use his true essence. The master, like an ordinary person, spent several hours stumbling and struggling to make it."
Xiang Sheng paused with his chopsticks holding the meatball, and pursed his lips, "Why would your master do this?"
"How should I know?"
Yuan Mo looked helpless. "Master's thoughts are always unpredictable. I can't guess them. But this is indeed strange. Since I have followed Master for so many years, this is the first time I have seen him like this."
Xiang Sheng picked up the meatballs in the bowl with chopsticks. Was this his first time making this?
She recalled some past events.
But... didn't he already forget her?
Even if he still remembered, these last wishes that she was too embarrassed to speak of were written in the real hospital ward and burned by her herself before she died, so he could not have seen them.
……coincide?
Xiang Sheng's calm heart suddenly became noisy and chaotic.
But she was stunned for only a moment, and then she quickly recovered as usual, smiled and said: "Brother Yuan Mo is really honest, even explaining the details clearly."
Yuan Mo was speechless.
If it weren't for the master's special attitude, he would have quit and left long ago.
He was about to get up and leave when he suddenly heard his master's words. He had no choice but to say, "Miss Xiang, the master is done with his work and wants to ask if you would like to come over for a walk."
Xiang Sheng readily agreed.
She followed Yuan Mo downstairs and walked through a quiet and flat bamboo forest path. After only a few dozen steps, the view in front suddenly opened up, and she could see the straight and stern figure standing tall under the sacred tree.
Si Wuli turned around and saw Xiang Sheng. The coldness on his face instantly melted away. He flashed in front of Xiang Sheng and asked, "Miss Xiang, are you used to living here?"
Xiang Sheng smiled and nodded, "Thank you for your concern, the bamboo house is perfect for you."
Seeing her smile, Si Wuli felt relieved and his tone became lighter: "That's good."
He turned his eyes and looked at Yuan Mo behind Xiang Sheng, saying, "I have two attendants. You have already seen Yuan Mo's true form. And Si Yan..."
He stretched out his hand and the gray mist surrounding the sacred tree immediately gathered into a ball and flew around Xiang Sheng several times.
"Si Yan is a smoke demon that lives by the Si River. Although she hasn't yet transformed, her mind has already awakened. Like Yuan Mo, she is my right-hand man."
Si Wu Li spoke in a calm tone, but he had made up his mind to let her get familiar with everything here again.
Xiang Sheng's eyes flashed, but he didn't say anything, just nodded in agreement.
Yuan Mo stood behind and was shocked.
The master has spoken more in the past two days than in the previous hundred years combined, right? It turns out the master isn't taciturn, he just has nothing to say to them...
Yuan Mo looked strange.
Si Wuli was annoyed and simply drove him out, leaving Xiang Sheng alone to sit across from him at the table under the tree.
Xiang Sheng glanced at the corner of the table and paused slightly. That was the seat where the puppet was placed in the past. She still remembered that when Si Wu Li was inconvenient, he would occasionally take it down and put it here.
But now, only the base of the stage remains, and the puppet is no longer there.
Si Wuli noticed Xiang Sheng's gaze, and suddenly his heart moved. He asked aloud, "What are you looking at?"
Xiang Sheng's thoughts immediately gathered. He pointed at a broken branch on the table and asked knowingly, "This branch seems quite similar to the sacred tree."
Si Wuli felt a little disappointed, but he didn't show any abnormality on the surface. He picked up the broken branch and handed it to Xiang Sheng, "This thing is indeed from the same origin as the sacred tree. Two hundred years ago, this tree was just a large root, withered and lifeless."
"Two hundred years?"
Xiang Sheng was surprised. This time was much shorter than she expected.
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