Chapter 100 99. Barnyard Tree [Two in One]
When the evening breeze blew, the wet body felt chilled to the bone. Huaiyu sniffed his nose and returned to the house in a panic.
After she finally changed her clothes, dried her hair and stood by the pond, she was able to see the whole appearance of the barnyard grass from a distance.
But can this thing really be called barnyard grass?
This should be called a barnyard tree!
At this moment, by the pond, there is a tree... emmm, it looks like an enlarged version of a barnyard grass. It is about five or six meters tall, but its crown width seems to be more than ten meters.
The dark green stem looks like a tree trunk that several people can hug together, and the lateral stems also spirally coil around the main stem and extend upward, making it look particularly thick.
The originally thin and slender leaves are now plump, green and thick, with only a slight arc at the front end.
From a distance, no one could tell that it was not a weed. Instead, it looked like a sturdy old willow tree that had been exposed to rain and dew for a long time by the pond.
Because it was planted next to a pond, half of the stems were now soaked in water.
But it seems to be hollow, and at this moment huge drops of water gurgle out from the top of the stem like a water pump, then slid down along the leaves, fell into the soil at the roots, and flowed back into the pond.
Looking at the size, each water droplet clearly looks like a balloon filled with water.
Huaiyu was dumbfounded.
She spread out her hands and looked at them repeatedly in disbelief: "Am I so strong?"
Now let’s look at another barnyard grass that has only used its purification ability.
Thank God, it didn't grow that tall, only about two or three meters high.
At this moment, it stood in the same shape beside the pond, like a clump of lush reeds, without any water drops flowing out, and it didn't look that strong...
This seems much more normal.
Wait a minute! Huaiyu reacted - how could a two- or three-meter-tall barnyard grass be normal? !
Didn’t they say that the mutation was in its roots? She had planted them by the pond to see if the barnyard grass’s fibrous roots could take root five, six, seven, or eight meters deep, and then ask the goslings if they were willing to help dig out the roots.
The soil that is tightly held by the roots should be able to form a ball easily and be easy to remove.
The pit dug in this way can serve as a natural filter, a low-end version of a well, so you won’t have to spend so much effort filtering it at home in the future.
But now looking at it again...
What kind of strength would it take for her to dig out this barnyard grass? After thinking for a while, Huaiyu put on her raincoat and walked to the barnyard grass that had just hit her, and spoke to the other party seriously: "Do you... understand?"
However, no matter how hard I listened, all I could hear was a series of meaningless sounds, like someone drinking water.
“Gululu…Gululu…Gululu…”
She stood there, looking around at the barnyard tree.
I was hit suddenly just now, and I was caught off guard. I didn't carefully feel the pollution level of this water. But if it is water pumped up from the roots...
Does that mean...
She was surprised and looked up, only to see that there was no huge ball of water coming out from above. So she quickly ran into the house and soon brought out a bucket.
Huai Yu adjusted the bucket's position to the tip of the leaf, and waited in silence with anticipation. Before long, a huge ball of water gushed out again. She adjusted the bucket's position in surprise, and then with great anticipation -
“Bang!”
The leaves could not bear the pressure of the water ball and bent downwards again. The huge water ball fell down and hit her face directly.
Then it flowed down the raincoat hood, wet my hair and neck, and flowed all over my body without any waste.
Huaiyu: ...
Got it, it's not polite.
"Big cub, little cub!" Huai Yu also shouted loudly.
Not long after, two sea urchin heads appeared from the bushes in the distant pond, and then rushed over, flapping their paws and shaking their buttocks.
“Poke it!”
Huaiyu really felt that the water just now was intentional, and he was very angry at the moment! But...
"Don't break it, just poke two side branches."
“Ahhhh!”
The eldest and second cubs responded, and then poked with interest -
"Huh?" Huai Yu was surprised: "It's quite strong." He only poked a crack, but it looked much stronger than Kuang Biao.
The whole tree shook with this poke, and several large water balls fell from above, creating small puddles on the ground, which then flowed toward the pond.
But the two goslings lowered their heads and stopped poking at the barnyard grass. Instead, they stretched their flat beaks into the small puddle and poked around wildly.
When I looked up again, only half of the water was left in the puddle.
Huaiyu: ...
She stared at it for a while, then put the bucket under the leaves again, adjusted the angle this time, and moved away a little.
After a while, another new water ball fell down obediently and landed accurately in the bucket with a "pop".
This time, the front blades didn't wobble at all.
The case is solved, this barnyard tree is really bad!
Huaiyu sniffed his nose, picked up the bucket and put the water ball in. It was already one third full of water.
The evening breeze was too cold, and the raincoat couldn't keep out the sticky feeling of wetness. She carried the bucket back to the house and carefully reached out to feel it -
Well, it’s still “dirty”, the mutation value hasn’t changed at all, it’s exactly the same as the pond.
But this water...
She scooped up some water with a bowl and looked at it carefully, and found that the water was clear. Except for some tiny dust on the surface that required the right angle to see, there seemed to be no impurities at all.
Huaiyu was stunned.
A moment later——
"A-choo!" After sneezing violently, she finally became happy again - although there was no underground filtered water well, she had a faucet on the ground, which was really good!
As for the other one...
Huai Yu looked around for a long time, then shook the branches and leaves, and found that the tree was not moving at all, nor was there any "gurgling" sound of drinking water, as if it was just a quiet barnyard tree.
She was not in a hurry. After all, it was right next to her own pond, and she would discover the specific direction of the mutation sooner or later.
Looking at the remaining half basket of Kron balls, Huaiyu thought about it and took some more to give to Baishu.
Drink it, she won't drink it anyway, give it to Kuang Biao, Kuang Biao doesn't think much of it. Put it in the field, this little bit of fermented fertilizer is just a drop in the bucket.
Let’s feed the barnyard grass first! When placing the Kron ball in the soil at the root, Huaiyu couldn’t help but mutter: “I heard that barnyard grass can also be eaten… You should be able to produce a lot of it since you are so big, right? Please produce a little more and let’s see, in case it tastes good…”
ε=(ο｀*)))Alas.
Humans are really not easy to satisfy creatures.
It had only been a short time since she had nothing, and now she had been eating cheap, stale rice for several years and was actually a little tired of it.
…
It was another busy night. Huaiyu took out the spiritual food he had bought, and while looking at it with a frown, he couldn't help but look up at the roses in the vase in front of him.
After reading for a while, she put down the book and lay back on the long table.
In the largest white porcelain vase with a round belly and a thin neck, a bunch of vibrant roses are blooming wildly.
They did not look withered because of being pruned, nor did their petals wither quickly. Instead, they absorbed the most ordinary moisture in this vase and bloomed quietly.
The wild bamboo branches have gradually turned yellow, and the light blue primroses that we picked have also withered. Only the pink and white roses are still blooming vigorously on the branches.
There was a faint fragrance floating in the room.
Huaiyu stared at Qiangwei and gradually became distracted.
Mutated plants are so powerful, or people have tempers as fierce as a tiger, most of them need the ability to suppress them before they will patiently listen to you.
There are also some that have mutated in a direction where they only grow stronger and bear more fruits, similar to the big pine trees on Mount Sanqing. They have good tempers to begin with.
But...what about the Rose Corridor?
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Kuang Biao was so powerful on the mountain that he couldn't even resist, but he was easily suppressed by the Rose Corridor without any effort.
Huaiyu never quite understood Zhou Qian's previous vigilance against him, and even thought they were a bit exaggerated.
Even Lin Xuefeng, who was so powerful, didn't give the serious criminal any chance to struggle on a rainy night because he was afraid that the Rose Corridor would be angry.
It's obviously so powerful, but why can I get close to it?
They can even come and go freely, and are allowed to cut branches and put them in vases?
Huaiyu recalled what Zhou Qian had said before:
[The Rose Corridor was created with great effort by General Wu Yue.]
But…why does the Rose Corridor make people feel happy, but Wu Yue makes people feel disgusted just by thinking about him? Moreover, he wanted to take Lin Xuefeng's ice sculpture, but he couldn't even resist the power sealed in the ice sculpture——
Although Zhou Qian didn't say it explicitly, he was injured, so must the other party. After all, if he had the ability, he could have stopped it for him.
In other words, Wu Yue's ability couldn't even surpass Lin Xuefeng's.
Then... was it really him who created the Rose Corridor that even Lin Xuefeng feared? But if not, there are so many smart people in the world, so it's impossible that no one has discovered it, right? Why has no one doubted this question until now?
She spread out her palms and thought about the crazy growth of barnyard grass today, and she was deeply puzzled.
Then she suddenly had an idea and thought of a terrible fact -
If the Rose Corridor was really created by Wu Yue, and it was so polite to me... could it be that I had some connection with that annoying person before I lost my memory?
No no no no!
Huaiyu shook his head frantically: Unlucky! Really unlucky!
Although she had not met Wu Yue yet, she thought he was annoying enough that she didn't want any contact with him at all.
God made me lose my memory, could it be that my previous memories were too bad? But if the Rose Corridor was not good to me because of this, could it be that... it was created by itself?
But that's impossible! After all, she is really useless now and it's hard for her to survive.
Moreover, even if she was the one who gave birth, her previous abilities should have been very strong, so she wouldn't be unknown, right? But now, I haven't heard of any stories about a powerful person named [huai yu].
Huaiyu frowned, puzzled.
As the night deepened, the fragrance of flowers in the air became stronger.
The evening breeze blew in through the crack in the door, bringing the fragrance of flowers into the room.
As Huai Yu thought about it, he felt sleepy. He had no choice but to put aside the questions about what he couldn't eat or drink and fell headfirst onto the bed.
In the dream, there were streams of water flowing in the underground river, and the evening breeze blew different forces in the air. She opened her arms, and every pore on her body was closing vigorously...
Trying to grow.
Then, his limbs were quickly gathered up and hidden in a small box...
Huai Yu opened his eyes in the dark night, and the thing that flashed through his mind was the tree cocoon he had crawled out of.
Next time! Next time I go up the mountain, I must remember to check out the tree cocoon. It would be best if I could drag it back...
…
But when she woke up early the next morning, she could no longer remember her dream. She just felt her head buzzing, sneezed one after another, and felt completely exhausted.
Okay.
Huaiyu overturned all her guesses from last night. After all, no strong person would catch a cold just by pouring a basin of water over his head, right? She didn't even have any cold medicine - oh! Next time, she should remember to prepare more common medicines, after all, she lived in a very remote place.
So I had to drink more hot water, and it felt particularly difficult to use my abilities.
But I still have to get up.
Because the chicks, which are much weaker than the older and younger chicks, need to be fed. In addition, it hasn't rained for a few days, and the vegetable fields are a bit dry...
Ah, it’s really bitter!
Huaiyu was watering the fields with a bucket in her hand, sighing groggily: If the Rose Corridor was really born by herself, then her ending in hiding would be tragic! At least bring a few strong male servants with you?
Then he looked at the culprit that caused him to catch a cold and get sick. The barnyard tree was still swaying and snapping there!
She angrily took out another bucket and put it hard under the leaves.
…
By the time I finally mustered up the energy to clean up everything, the sun was already high in the sky.
Huaiyu felt that his whole body was steaming. He reluctantly went back to the house and picked up a bag of nutrient solution. He touched his forehead again, not sure whether he had a cold or a fever.
But... she was the only one here, she wouldn't just fall ill in bed silently without anyone knowing, right?! She gritted her teeth, got up again, made herself a cup of salt and sugar water, and then finally lay down with peace of mind.
As soon as I touched the pillow, dreams began to come to me, and I felt as if I was in a huge jungle.
There are many strange towering trees in the jungle, as well as small but flexible branches, which are fiercely coiled around the almost decayed trunks, and then bloom into tender flowers.
She walked through the dense woods and vast fields and came to a tree surrounded by sand.
The sand was full of spring and wild flowers, but she stood there, the soil beneath her feet had no life at all, only the ice and snow covering her body seemed to be oozing out a little moisture.
The falling snowflakes made her hot body feel comfortable.
Looking up, there were tangled dead branches above, and the huge trunk blocked out the sun, leaving traces of dark red.
Her head was cold, but her feet were warm, and there seemed to be an echo, as if she was stepping on a beating heart.
Someone's voice echoed from all directions, so gentle it almost sounded like a whisper:
"Thank you for the rose..."
In May, I wrote 240,000 words, more than double the number of words I wrote before. In the end, I found that I lost the full attendance certificate, and there is a high probability that I will not get it in the future...
Woohoo, my tears have soaked all my monthly tickets!!! Good night with tears.
(End of this chapter)