Chapter 270 269. Another Secret

The joy and happiness in Huaiyu's voice was so obvious that Zhou Qian subconsciously looked at the place where he was injured - under the torn cloth, the new pink tender flesh was completely different from the skin color next to it, and it was obviously just grown.

He turned over and sat up, leaving the tree cocoon, and now moving his hands and feet on the spot, he found that except for being a little weak due to blood loss, his movements were not affected at all.

It’s really good!

“This tree cocoon…”

He turned his head to look at the still milky white cocoon. He knelt on one knee beside it and couldn't help but feel the roots carefully: "What kind of plant is this?"

Huaiyu also stared at it and said, "I don't know! Many plants have such fibrous roots, grass flowers, vines, or trees... I can't tell them apart."

"So, is it alive?"

Zhou Qian looked around again, but still couldn't find where the roots were connected to, as if it was just an ordinary woven fabric.

But if it was a woven fabric, how could his injuries heal in such a short time?

Huaiyu also squatted down and took a look: "It's alive!"

"Only when the plant is alive will its fibrous roots be so milky white, plump and tender. If it dies, these will become shriveled and gray strands."

She was relieved when she spoke: "Brother Zhou Qian, I had already made a stretcher, but the tree cocoon held you inside as if it was healing your injuries, so I have been waiting until now."

"If I had tied you to a stretcher and dragged you all the way down the mountain using my method, you would have definitely suffered injuries due to the bumps and bruises on the mountain road. Now it's really great!"

As she spoke, she could not help but put her palms against the tree cocoon and gently leaned her cheek against it, her movements full of attachment.

Zhou Qian then remembered that according to Huaiyu, she had been lying here for a long time, so he became nervous again: "Although my injury is not serious, I still need to be sutured and recuperate for a while. But even such an injury was almost healed in just 10 hours. Xiaoyu, do you have any scars on your body?"

Otherwise why did the repair take so long?

Huaiyu looked confused: "No, I don't have any scars on my body."

Not only was there no scar, but her skin was also very soft and tender, otherwise she would not have mistakenly thought at first that she was a young lady with a castle and a servant.

Zhou Qian fell into deep thought: "You and Wu Yue were in love during college. But no one knew about you, and he never mentioned it - and he is from Huacheng, and he went to college there."

"But in the end, he gave birth to the Rose Corridor, and you fell asleep in the tree cocoon..."

The initial guess might have come true - the Rose Corridor probably really had nothing to do with him. Even if it did, Huai Yu must be involved!

Zhou Qian frowned. If the truth was really like this and Huaiyu wanted to seek justice, he really had to improve his abilities.

At this moment, he silently lowered his head and took another look at his vine legs covered with spore powder.

Huaiyu's expression also became serious.

After a long while, she sighed, "So I got the script of Sleeping Beauty? I shouldn't wake up by myself, but wait for a prince..."

Bringing the prince's face into Wu Yue, life becomes unlucky! "The tree cocoon is still better!" Huaiyu said to it again: "It must know my situation, so it let me wake up early!"

The cool cocoon seemed to be able to soothe one's soul. Huai Yu half hugged it and looked up at Zhou Qian in the flickering firelight: "Can you take him back?"

Zhou Qian nodded: "Of course! Isn't this the purpose of your entering the Taoist Palace? Wait, you don't want to--"

What could Huaiyu think?

She couldn't carry such a big tree cocoon by herself, so she could only rely on Zhou Qian!

The farmhand Zhou Qian realized at this moment that every time he survived, he had to dedicate his labor to Master Huaiyu! But it was dark now, Zhou Qian was silent for a moment, and could only sit back down: "Let's rest for one night and go down the mountain tomorrow."

"Besides, if you carry this tree cocoon, you won't be able to carry the elm yellow mushroom anymore, so give up."

Huaiyu still knew what was important and what was not. He nodded and hurried to look at his pot: "There is still one pancake, but there is nothing to go with it. Brother Zhou Qian, just make do with the water."

Zhou Qian looked around: "Have you checked this hall? Is there anything else I need to take? Have you found any clues about you?"

Huaiyu shook his head: "No, there is only this tree cocoon - this hall is actually quite unfamiliar. I was confused when I woke up and didn't pay attention to these... But it is definitely not inside the hall."

Now there is still a problem -

"Brother Zhou Qian, what should we do with this mutant macaque?"

The mutant macaque was still lying there shriveled up, the elm yellow mushroom on its head now showing signs of withering, only its fur was still normal.

Zhou Qian took a look and felt something was wrong, but considering that it looked really abstract and had monkey skin...

I thought that even if I took it back to tan it into a carpet, Huaiyu might not want it, so I decided to just give up.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"I'll throw it into the woods later - this way the spores can grow, and its body can become nutrients for the soil after it rots."

The weather is too hot. If we don’t throw it away, it will probably rot if it stays in the palace overnight.

Huaiyu nodded.

Looking at Zhou Qian again, he had already come next to the mutant macaque.

In the dim firelight, he stared at the mutant macaque's silhouette and frowned slightly. However, he tentatively pulled the arm and lifted it, then he noticed something unusual: "Why is it so light?"

During the previous fight, although the opponent's jumping and landing movements were light, he could still feel his weight, and his arms and feet were extremely powerful when swinging! Not to mention that he is now dead - as we all know, the weight of a dead macaque is heavier.

It can't be that the weight is so light now?

He dragged the macaque's body directly to the fire! Huai Yu stood aside and hesitated: "Um... you know the law of conservation of energy, right? It takes energy to repair your injuries, and that energy... ahem, is contributed by the macaque!"

"Tree Cocoon just acts as a little bit of a middleman - but I don't believe it makes much of a profit from the price difference."

This is called "hurt the monkey, healed by the monkey", very conservative!

Zhou Qian's hand, which was groping the other person's hair, paused.

The fur was not damaged at all. When it was cut open, coagulated blood could be seen on the cut surface. The skin and flesh were intact, but the blood beneath the skin seemed to have been drained...

In other words, its energy for mutation has been drained away.

Combined with Huai Yu's answer, Zhou Qian slowly let out a breath, and then he actually had a kind of broken jar mentality: since there are already so many secrets, one or two more won't matter at all.

I was so sleepy that I fell asleep countless times, but fortunately I finished writing it - it seems I really can't stay up all night.

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